amaotonovel Chapter 132 Wang Dazhuang
Chapter 132 Wang Dazhuang
Su Shixuan walked into the room and said, "You are smart enough not to agree. After all, that person is from the B courtyard."
Zhuo Pingjian lowered his head and said, "I have already promised them."
Su Shixuan paused and said nothing. He flicked his sleeves and a few alchemy furnaces and swords appeared on the ground.
Zhuo Pingjian was stunned, his eyebrows curved, "My last name is... Su Shixuan, good brother, I knew you wouldn't abandon me."
Su Shixuan looked disdainful, "You think too much, this is just the leftovers for you, I can't use it."
Zhuo Pingjian gritted his teeth, "Su Shixuan, can't you just let me think about it? Do you have to rush to dismantle my stage?"
Su Shixuan sat cross-legged on the bed. "You can play with these spiritual weapons as you like. You can even blow them up, but you must come back intact."
Zhuo Pingjian flicked his sleeves, and the spiritual weapon on the ground disappeared. "Don't worry, with these third-level spiritual weapons, I can kill him with a bomb."
Su Shixuan closed his eyes and practiced, "Since there is nothing else, you can leave."
Zhuo Pingjian not only didn't leave, but also moved a little closer, "Hey? No, I've been to your place several times, why haven't I seen your roommate?"
"My roommate was Gongzi, and no one else moved in after he moved out."
Zhuo Pingjian suddenly realized, and asked, "Can I move in?"
Su Shixuan's eyelashes trembled slightly, "No."
Zhuo Pingjian groaned, "I don't care. When you come out of confinement, I will definitely ask for mercy from you."
Su Shixuan's voice became colder. "What are you asking for? You dare to trouble me with such a small matter. Do you think your life is too comfortable?"
Zhuo Pingjian stiffened his neck and said, "If you don't agree, I will go."
"Wait until you survive."
Zhuo Pingjian smiled secretly in his heart, and suddenly his eyes turned, "How did you cultivate? When we first met, you and I were at the same level. Now, it has only been a short time, and you have broken through to the Great Perfection of the Spiritual Path, while I am still in the middle stage of the Spiritual Path."
Su Shixuan said: "If you put more effort into your cultivation, you wouldn't have such low level of cultivation."
Zhuo Pingjian was not convinced, "You are the same, refining weapons all day and night. I think the time you actually spend practicing is not much better than mine."
Su Shixuan was silent for a while, "If you really want to know, why not go and ask the Master in person."
Zhuo Pingjian felt relieved all of a sudden and collapsed on the bed.
"I will be executed on the guillotine at noon today. Please remember to ask for favors for me after you are released from confinement."
Su Shixuan frowned slightly, "Get out."
Zhuo Pingjian snorted softly, buried his face in the quilt and pretended to be dead.
The room finally returned to silence, and one could hear a pin drop, but the breath of another person in the room was particularly strong, disturbing Su Shixuan.
Time flies and noon comes quietly.
Zhuo Pingjian stood up, looked at Su Shixuan deeply, and turned away.
The door opened and closed, and Su Shixuan opened his eyes.
A gust of wind blew past, and the door opened and closed again.
Su Shixuan in the room had long disappeared.
On the stage of life and death, an old man is presiding over the ceremony of forming a bond.
"The contract is concluded, the competition begins."
The old man waved his sleeves, and the spiritual contract in the air disappeared, and he also rode a crane away from the arena.
The only people left on the stage were Zhuo Pingjian and a burly, strong man who was at least twice as big as Zhuo Pingjian.
Zhuo Pingjian swallowed hard, "Who are you? Why are you always picking on me?"
The burly man grinned, "Didn't you see it just now? My name is Wang Dazhuang, and everyone likes to call me Lao Niu."
Zhuo Pingjian was ashamed, "Why do you always pick on me?"
Wang Dazhuang smiled naively, "It doesn't matter anymore. I'm not saying anything bad about you, brother, but your master is no good. It's been going on for so long, and he hasn't come out to save you."
Zhuo Pingjian suddenly had an idea. "I don't know what you are talking about. I don't have a master."
As he spoke, he moved, and two alchemy cauldrons were swung out, attacking from the front and back.
Wang Dazhuang stood still, "Your tripod looks quite solid, but its grade is too low after all."
An axe appeared in his hand at some point, and he chopped it down extremely quickly, and the alchemy cauldron shattered.
A trace of pain flashed across Zhuo Pingjian's eyes. Although it was only a second-level alchemy cauldron, it was given to him by the man surnamed Su.
But... you can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a kid.
His eyes changed in an instant, becoming fierce and terrifying.
Wang Dazhuang's eyes flashed with interest, "Okay, this is the true nature of a man."
In the stands, Su Shixuan looked at the suddenly unfamiliar figure on the stage with complicated eyes.
Zhuo Pingjian flipped his hand and a flying sword appeared in his hand.
This was one of the third-grade low-grade spiritual weapons that Su Shixuan had just given him.
Although it is of the lower third grade, it is enough to deal with Wang Dazhuang who is in the early stage of Lingju Realm.
As his body swayed, he was already in front of Wang Dazhuang. Wang Dazhuang's pupils shrank. With his level of cultivation and eyesight, he was unable to see the man's movements clearly.
Zhuo Pingjian made a feint with his sword, prompting Wang Dazhuang to raise his axe to meet him. However, when he raised his axe, the figure in front of him had already disappeared, and he missed the target, and his body became unstable and fell forward.
Zhuo Pingjian flashed behind him, the long sword in his hand disappeared, replaced by two third-level alchemy cauldrons.
He seized the opportunity and attacked Wang Dazhuang from the front and back again when his body was unstable.
Bump-bump-bump-
There were several loud noises in succession, and the dust on the stage was flying.
Many women in the stands covered their faces, as if they couldn't bear to watch any longer.
Several cold lights suddenly appeared in front of Zhuo Pingjian, and he was immersed in them under his control.
Several cold lights flashed in succession, and the sound of the blade cutting through flesh was accompanied by the sound of gasps.
Zhuo Pingjian raised his right hand slightly, and the alchemy furnace ignited without fire, illuminating the area.
Wang Dazhuang was in a terrible state, gasping for breath while resisting the flying sword.
Zhuo Pingjian snapped his fingers, and Wang Dazhuang immediately smelled a burning smell, as well as an inexplicable burning pain.
He quickly looked behind him and was immediately startled. He didn't care about the flying swords and rolled on the ground.
Wang Dazhuang rolled on the ground like a living target, his flesh and blood blurred under the attack of the flying sword.
Wang Dazhuang stretched out his hand, and the axes that fell to the ground swept across one after another, knocking away the flying swords on his body.
He took the opportunity to stand up and took a pill, and his injuries immediately improved.
A hint of joy flashed in his eyes, "The elixir given by the young master is good."
Zhuo Pingjian snorted coldly and poured a bottle of medicine into his mouth, "This is good, understand? Bumpkin."
Wang Dazhuang watched as Zhuo Pingjian's spiritual energy, which was almost exhausted, recovered to the ninth level in an instant, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.
Wang Dazhuang stared at Zhuo Pingjian as if he was staring at a fat sheep, "I see, this is the trump card that allows you to use your spiritual power at will."
Zhuo Pingjian said nothing and started a new round of attack.
Wang Dazhuang ignored the flying sword, golden light shone brightly on his body, and spiritual power enveloped his entire body.
The sound of weapons clashing rang out, and Zhuo Pingjian's face darkened. "The power of Jin Yuan is indeed thick-skinned and tough."