Chapter 795

As a hostile person, Yang Tianxuan certainly did not want Zongyuan to continue to win the quota. So when Zong Yuan put forward such a condition, he immediately moved in his heart, is not to accept it? The opposite of interests is the risk. There is only such a quota for the holy religion. If he loses, he can't explain it to the Lord, but if he doesn't agree, he feels unwilling.

After several thoughts in his heart, he seemed to have made up his mind. His eyes twinkled, and he took a deep look at the god child. The latter understood his meaning, and his face turned pale and nodded imperceptibly. Then he glared at Zongyuan with resentment and said in a sharp voice, "OK, I accept your challenge. The loser will serve as a servant for life and give up the competition for the quota of this talent conference."

Zong yuanlue was surprised that what he said just now was just to hit the other party's confidence. Unexpectedly, he accepted it. This makes him alert. If the other party dares to take such a big risk, it will surely have a very big chance of winning, but what is his dependence?

Under the stage, Zhang Jun also showed a worried look. He kept observing the god child with Buddha's eyes. He did not find any abnormality. In his heart, he had the same doubts as Zongyuan. What was his dependence?

Although not sure, Zhang did not dare to be careless. He took a look at Qinglian and saw that she had just finished a fight and was preparing for the next round of battle. He immediately beckoned to Qinglian. She nodded slightly and walked quickly. Master and apprentice murmured a few words, and soon Qinglian went to Zongyuan.

At the moment, Zong Yuan was confronting people. He suddenly saw Qinglian coming up. He seemed to understand something and said with a smile: "wife, are you worried that I can't beat this trash?"

With a shy smile, Qinglian suddenly approached and kissed Zongyuan's lips. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a strong force of life crossed into Zongyuan's body through his lips and lurked up.

Qinglian's magic power is called "life magic power", which she possessed after refining life gems. This magic power can instantly improve a person's combat effectiveness, and can quickly heal a person's injury. She was instructed by Zhang Jun to secretly apply magical means to Zong Yuan to help him win the next battle.

"Kiss more, for you will soon become a dead man." The child of the God warrior is vicious.

After Qinglian stepped down, Zong Yuan turned around and said with a smile, "I know you have an assassin's mace, but it doesn't work for me!"

"Kill!" The child of the God warrior yelled, and his body hit Zongyuan like a shell. His body burst out with bright brilliance, wind and thunder, and powerful and vicious. A gust of vigorous wind swept his palm into dozens of fist shadows, each of which had the lethality of breaking gold and cracking stones.

"Great! His speed is too fast and his strength is too strong, which makes every fist shadow powerful. Even the adult half step magician may not be able to take it! " Someone exclaimed.

Zhang Jun has been seeing through the Buddha's eyes all the time. At this time, he can see that a violent energy suddenly erupts in the body of the child of the God warrior, which is just accompanied by his fist. His attack power of each fist was doubled. In this case, if Zong Yuan fought rashly, he would have to eat loudly and even be seriously injured.

"Go all out!" Drink it quietly.

Zongyuan's heart moved, and the power of the supernatural power that Qinglian crossed into his body began to explode. All of a sudden, he felt that his body was full of energy, and his combat power was increased by 30%. What's more, his spiritual strength was at least doubled! When the opponent's fist is about to hit, he suddenly urges the heart dish technique and interferes with the other party's mind.

The advantages of the spirit soldiers are that they are physically strong and genetically strong, but their mental strength is weak. This disadvantage can be seen from the fact that another child of a god warrior was defeated in the psychic test. And Zongyuan's heart plate technique was not under Zhang Jun, even better than blue. As if a flash of lightning pierced into consciousness, the child of the God warrior staggered, and the powerful move suddenly stopped, and the successor was powerless.

Zhang Jun's heart plate technique was derived from Yuan's family in Nanyang. Yuan family's inheritance comes from Yuan Tiangang. This heart plate technique is extremely mysterious and good at controlling people's hearts. Especially after XiaoLongNu's return to the truth, she has repeatedly calculated this technique and sublimated it on the original basis. Today, Zongyuan's heart plate technique is quite different from that used by Zhang Jun in the past, and its power has been improved a lot.

No matter how powerful his power is, the child of the God warrior can't display it, because his consciousness is suddenly blank. Zong Yuan seized this time, the iron fist burst out, and hit the other side's chest hard.

"Click!"

The child's sternum burst and his five internal organs were damaged. He snorted like a broken kite and fell off the stage, struggling for several times, but he could not get up again. At this time, his face was full of despair, and he did not dare to look at the direction of the sun. But yangtianxuan shivered all over, his face gloomy as if it was going to rain, and he clenched his fist.

"I was defeated before it broke out. Damn it, damn it!" He roared in his heart and wanted to rush up immediately and beat Zongyuan to death with one hand.

After defeating his opponent, Zong Yuan took a look at the direction of Chaoyang Tianxuan, and then said to Zhang Jun, "Dad, don't be killed by me, but take him as a servant."Zhang Jun smiles and walks over happily. First, a little bit on the head of the child, that hidden in the nerve biochip "click" broken. Without the biochip, the church would not be able to control him. Later, he called Qinglian to stabilize the child's injury with the magic power of life and his supreme medical skills.

Zong Yuan stood aside and said with a smile, "you will be my man in the future, and there is no longer any relationship with the holy religion. You can rest assured that the chip in your body has failed, and the church can no longer control you in the future. "

The god child is stunned. The main reason why he is loyal to the holy religion is the function of biochip. Biochip can not only monitor their thinking and state of mind, but also affect their mind and have a brainwashing influence. Under this influence, every god warrior is fearless and loyal. Now without the chip, his mind is clear.

He nodded gently, but he still did not dare to look at the direction of Xiangyang Tianxuan. Zong Yuan said faintly: "don't be afraid, follow me to be popular and drink spicy. The man named Yang Tianxuan is similar to fart to me."

Seeing this scene from afar, he was so angry that the holy cult spent a lot of money to cultivate such a nine level God under the age of ten, and was actually won by people. He snorted heavily and said, "gambling can't be counted!"

"No counting?" Zhang Jun's eyes were cold, and he swept to yangtianxuan coldly, "yangtianxuan, although I know that you saints are shameless, I didn't expect to be so shameless! If you don't acquiesce, does the child dare to take the gamble? If you can't afford to lose, don't gamble. Since you've gambled, you have to admit defeat! "

"Hum!" Yang Tianxuan did not shrink back. "Such events are related to the fairness of the competition, and we need to ask 12 seniors to judge them!"

After listening to Yang Tianxuan's words, a middle-aged Confucianist wearing a blue shirt and a broad robe and big sleeves said, "a word is said, and it is hard to trace."

Li Daojun nodded slightly and said: "people do not stand without trust, so there is no need to say more."

A thin old monk, slightly opened his eyes, he did not say anything, just a sigh. However, everyone can understand his meaning. The old Zen master obviously preferred Zhang Junyi. Both the holy religion and Zhang belong to the three religions, so it is not easy for them to interfere in their struggle. Therefore, all the other nine great powers cooperated with each other and did not say anything. After all, it's good for them to lose a competitor.

The three big bears in the middle kingdom all made their stand. Even if he was brave enough, Yang Tianxuan did not dare to have any objection. He could only stare at Zhang Jun bitterly. And the child of the God warrior was also clever. Seeing that the general situation was settled, he stood up and worshipped Zongyuan: "see the master!"

Zongyuan grinned: "yes, you won't regret following me. I think you have a good aptitude. Maybe you can go further on the road of practice in the future. "

After several battles, Qinglian on the other side finally took on the tall white child, who was a Roman Catholic and had great strength.

The tall white boy had a sinister look on his face. He touched his chin and said with a strange smile, "girl, are you the boy's wife?"

The white child's Chinese is very poor, it sounds very stiff. Although these children are gifted and intelligent, they can learn a language after all troublesome, so although they all master many languages, they are only proficient, and their pronunciation is not standard.

Listening to the other party's strange tone, Qinglian responded in standard Italian: "your Chinese is very bad. You'd better speak your mother tongue."

The white child felt very shameless. His face sank and said, "now, it's time for us to fight. How do you think I should deal with you?"

"It's up to me to ask. You've been trying to get the idea of brother Zongyuan, and I won't agree." Qinglian calmly said, "if you choose to admit defeat now, I can let you step down with dignity."

"Joke!" The white child shows the tattoo on his arm, which is a series of complex runes, "I only use three moves, three moves to defeat you!"

Qinglian was not angry and said lightly, "I will not lose."

Her mind moved and her nine senses moved. As a result of her half step magical power, her seventh consciousness has been completely transformed into equality wisdom, and the first six senses have also been transformed into wisdom. Wisdom is also a kind of spiritual power with great power.

In a trance, the tall white child was suddenly cut off from five senses and six senses. His eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and consciousness were all cut off. He couldn't see, hear, smell, taste, touch, or even his own will. He suddenly became a walking corpse.

As soon as this technique was performed, even Zhang was shocked. His eyes suddenly opened and said, "the power of six senses!"

Black eight is also eyes flash strange light, praise way: "great! Qinglian just learned the yuan family's heart plate technique, so she can play it on the spot, and bring the wisdom of the six senses into play in the way of heart plate technique. "

"Amitabha

Bathed in the golden light and with his eyebrows drooping and his eyes closed, he declared the name of Buddha, saying to Li Daojun, "you are born with nine senses. If you enter our Buddhist sect, you will be able to achieve great Buddhism."Li Daojun smile: "monk, you die this heart, she is my Taoist disciple."

Zen master Huan Kong also gave a smile: "this girl has wisdom root. Once he opens the eighth knowledge, he can ignite the karma of others. At that time, no one can subdue her

Li Daojun eyes a cold, cold voice: "monk, you'd better not make up your mind, or I'll tear down your broken temple."

"Amitabha, you are so worried about it!" The monk made a hasty statement.

The tall white boy was cut off from six senses, and his channel of contact with the outside was closed, and his mind was suddenly plunged into boundless fear. Qing Lian came to him peacefully, took out his lipstick and struck a big red fork on his face. When she backed away, the white child was cut off by the six senses to re connect, he immediately cried out, ferocious to Qinglian hand.

At this time, the sentence came out: xuanhuang small world, Qinglian wins, two points; Roman Catholic, Binli loses, loses two points.

Binley, a white boy, shook his fist violently and walked down the stage dejectedly. However, he was lucky, just after playing with Qinglian, the next opponent was Zongyuan. Zongyuan and Qinglian are a group, so the anger just accumulated is transferred to the former, and he roars to Zongyuan: "I will kill you!"

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