Need Theft System

Chapter 249 Seems like I've seen this stick somewhere

A cultivator of the sixth level of the Wuwei Sect was defeated by a dog. Such a result was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Wucheng was so angry that his face was livid. Looking at his posture, he almost flipped the table and cursed his mother. up.

However, Daoist Qin with a gray beard laughed and said to the people around him, "Look, am I right? Some things are difficult to see the result from the surface, and if Zhang Tian hadn't called out in time Stop, that young man from Wuwei Zong will definitely be torn to pieces. So, I don’t think Zhang Tian is a devil at all!”

The faces of the other people were as ugly as if they had eaten shit. The scene they thought they were going to win steadily did not appear. This reversal of the result is really a bit exaggerated!

A Taoist lost face, snorted and said: "The main thing is that Wuweizong's gang are too useless. If I were a disciple of my sect, I would send one up at random to definitely chop up that dog and give me a meal of dog meat." hot pot."

"Isn't it just trash? The dog's speed is indeed a bit faster, but a sixth-level earth-level person didn't even hit a single move, and he didn't even have the slightest defense against the dog's attack. What kind of bullshit is this? Sixth grade, blow it up."

All these words reached the ears of Zhang Tian and the people of Wuweizong, Zhang Tian just smiled contemptuously, but the faces of the Taoist priests of Wuweizong were as ugly as if they had been painted with pot dust, and their faces were ashen.

"Changfeng, come down!" Wucheng Taoist shouted with a livid face.

Daoist Jing Lin next to him persuaded: "No success, it doesn't matter, this is just the first game, we still have two chances, let Xing Feng play the next game."

Wucheng had no choice but to nod his head, and began to arrange the second competition.

The person who played in the second game was Xing Feng, the real master who invited Zhang Tian to the mountain for a competition. However, seeing this guy's strength, Zhang Tian's eyes bulged slightly and he thought about it in confusion. What the hell, this guy did this two days ago. This guy was only a seventh-level yellow-level guy, why did he suddenly become a ninth-level earth-level guy? This span is a bit big, right?It only took a few days.

Xing Feng stared at Zhang Tian, ​​and said arrogantly: "Zhang Tian, ​​don't think that you just won one game, and you think that I have nothing to do and no one! In the next two games, you will never win, you will die Very miserable!"

"Bragging, right? I'm pretty good at this. You guys can't win a game!" Zhang Tian smiled contemptuously, and walked slowly to the field. Xing Feng entered the field, so it should be It's time for him to play.

With a twist of Xing Feng's fingers, the sword in his hand flew up with a clang, and transformed into a sword flower in mid-air. With a sudden turn, it condensed into a sword that swallowed mountains and rivers, engulfing the entire martial arts arena, full of murderous intent.

Xing Feng's sword made everyone on the field stare with wide eyes.

"This is... the treasure of the Wuwei Sect, "Wuwei Sword Art". It seems to be illusory, but it is full of murderous intentions, the combination of fiction and reality, the truth in the fiction, and the reality is fiction. Such a young disciple."

"It is indeed Wuweizong's Zhenzong swordsmanship. Unfortunately, this kid's attainment is not enough to evolve the essence of this set of swordsmanship."

"I think Zhang Tian is going to lose this match, and Wuweizong's Wuwei swordsmanship is not to be underestimated at all!"

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However, facing the shadows of swords that were all over the sky and it was impossible to tell the difference between real and real, Zhang Tian looked very calm, as if he was strolling in the backyard to admire flowers, and he was playing with a silver needle that was a little thicker than an ordinary silver needle. silver needle.

At the moment when Xing Feng turned his wrist sharply and struck out with a sword, Zhang Tian suddenly moved!With a flick of a finger, the silver needle flew out with a humming sound, followed by Zhang Tian's figure following closely behind the silver needle.

Xing Feng's lips curled up in contempt, he laughed, and said disdainfully: "Zhang Tian, ​​if you still only know this trick, then you are dead!"

Zhang Tian was too lazy to talk nonsense with this guy. When he was about to approach Xing Feng, what Xing Feng couldn't think of was that Zhang Tian suddenly pinched the silver needle that flew towards him at a very high speed, which made Xing Feng very puzzled. Knowing what Zhang Tian was going to do, he even thought about it. Could Zhang Tian be preparing to surrender?
Then, at the next moment, amidst Zhang Tian's faint smile, the silver needle suddenly swelled against the wind and turned into a very thick golden stick with patterns and characters engraved on it.

Under Xing Feng's extremely shocked eyes, Zhang Tian suddenly picked up the stick and hit Xing Feng's body with the stick.All this is too late to say, but in essence it is a dazzling Kung Fu. The moment Xing Feng hesitated, he had no time to stop him, and the stick in Zhang Tian's hand hit him firmly and directly. Was beaten and flew out.

"Shabi, let's go!" Zhang Tian yelled in a low voice, jumped up suddenly, caught up with Xing Feng who flew out, and pulled out with a stick again.

What everyone thought would be a very exciting competition, turned into a somewhat funny air baseball in an instant. So what if Xingfeng is now at the ninth rank of the earth rank, so what if he knows Wuweizong's Zhenzong swordsmanship? The long stick in Tian's hand was smashed into a stick, let alone fight back, he didn't even have the strength to dodge.

Because the stick in Zhang Tian's hands seemed extremely light in Zhang Tian's hands, but when it hit him, it was like being hit by Mount Tai. All the energy was released.

"Why does this stick look so familiar to me? I seem to have seen it somewhere before!"

"You don't mean to say that this is the golden cudgel of the Great Sage?"

"That's it! That's all I want to say, Golden Cudgel!"

"You can pull it down, I just thought of it, but you don't want to think about what the golden cudgel is. You don't know whether it is there or not. Even if it is really there, how could it be obtained by an earth-level cultivator? "

"It seems to make some sense, but even if this stick is not a golden cudgel, I'm afraid it's not that simple."

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As soon as Zhang Tian's stick was released, everyone on the field was dazzled. Many people kept rubbing their eyes. They all felt like the legendary golden cudgel, but after thinking about it, the golden cudgel belonged to Monkey King. How could a magic weapon fall into the hands of an earth-level cultivator in the mortal world, so he gave up the idea.

However, the fact is that Zhang Tian will not tell them that this stick is indeed a golden cudgel, valid for two hours, and he stole it while his grandson was sleeping. In just these two hours, he charged Zhang Tian eight thousand The merits and virtues, the rent is simply sky-high.

(End of this chapter)