If we still have a trace of illusion after Zhang Kanwen lost his combat effectiveness yesterday, after seeing this late general named Lei Yang today, everyone is already desperate.
According to the list provided in advance, the president of the Zhuhai branch is Xie Chenghua, who appeared on the Guangdong branch today.
Like Chairman Xu, Xie Chenghua is also a middle-aged man in his forties, and similarly, his cultivation is only in the early stage of knowledge.
After the head master named Lei Yang took out a glass bottle and sacrificed several Yin Spirits, Xie Chenghua still stood beside us with a smile, hesitating, as if he didn't dare to play.
In the realm of Zhiyao, there is a huge gap in strength, not to mention the difference between the early and late stages, in the face of such a defeated game, as long as it is an individual, it is inevitable to hesitate in his heart, and it is really no wonder that Xie Chenghua is timid.
In the end, it was Uncle Chen who sighed and said in a low voice, "Chenghua, you better go up, don't have the burden of winning or losing, and try to ensure that you don't get hurt......
In any case, you still want to save face, and it is really unreasonable to flee without a fight. ” Chen Shuhe said simply, but it can be seen from the first two days of the game that this group of Nanyang people is definitely not a good stubble, and in the face of such a big gap in strength, it is not easy to ensure that they are not injured.
Xie Chenghua's face was disgraced, and he stood there silent for a long time, but finally sighed, stretched out his hand, waved the robe on his body, and walked towards the center of the venue.
Everyone in the Guangdong branch looked at him silently, and they all had a feeling of "the wind is sluggish and the water is cold".
After Xie Chenghua walked up, the head descending master named Lei Yang took out a glass bottle the size of a water cup from his body, stretched out his hand and shook it in the air a few times, and silently recited a few spells in his mouth, and soon, a gust of wind floated in the middle of the venue, and more than a dozen black shadows appeared in front of him.
It is rumored that the head lowering technique is the way of Miaojiang witchcraft that was transmitted to Southeast Asia, and the spell born by combining with some local evil arts has great influence in Southeast Asia, and it has even spread to some coastal areas in the interior over the years.
In terms of types, there are generally three types of head lowering techniques, namely, medicine dropping, flying dropping and ghost dropping.
Judging from this Lei Yang's technique, it is easy to tell that what he is practicing should be the technique of ghost descent.
On the surface, the ghost descending technique in the head lowering technique does not seem to be much different from the technique of the ghost raising sect, but in fact, there is a big difference between the two.
The little ghosts raised by the feng shui masters of the ghost raising sect are about the same as the magic weapons of the people of the Xuanmen in the Central Plains.
For the feng shui master of Xuanmen, the most powerful magic weapon is naturally his own natal magic weapon, and the feng shui master of the ghost raising school is also like this, almost all the people of the ghost raising school are concentrating their efforts to raise a ghost, and almost all the Taoist skills have to be performed through this real name Yin Soul, once the real name Yin Soul is damaged, the Feng Shui master himself will also be seriously injured.
Just like yesterday's Lin Zhong.
This is not the case with Feng Shui, which practices ghost descent, where they make good use of soul restraint to collect all kinds of children's yin spirits, and then gather these yin spirits, chant mantras and bless them, and carry them with them.
When the battle comes, the Ghost Descent Master will use these ghosts out of their minds and descend on people.
To put it simply, the ghost raising faction is to raise a ghost, while the ghost descending technique is to raise a group of ghosts.
This Lei Yang, as a descending master in the late stage of Zhiyao, will definitely not have only these dozen or so Yin Souls on his body.
It is estimated that in his opinion, only a dozen ghosts are needed to solve Xie Chenghua.
This is a good thing, when the ghost descending master descends, the number of summoned yin spirits is directly proportional to the power of the head descending technique, Xie Chenghua is also a feng shui master in the realm of Zhiyao after all, in the face of these dozen yin spirits, it should be safe to retreat with his whole body.
But the facts were beyond my expectations, Xie Chenghua seemed to have no courage at all, in the face of more than a dozen ghosts, he directly took out his natal magic weapon, and after receiving Dao Qi, on the long sword-like magic weapon, one by one Dao Qi Changhong appeared, and with his movements, swept through the center of the venue, looking imposing.
But in fact, this is obviously Xie Chenghua's performance of being inward-looking, after some madness, he only destroyed the two or three Yin Souls of the Ghost Descending Master, and his Dao Qi consumed more than half.
After he stopped his movements out of breath, the ghost descending master led his hands, and another difficult incantation came out of his mouth, and the dozen or so yin spirits rushed up frantically, pounced on Xie Chenghua's body, and disappeared.
The head lowering technique is derived from the witchcraft of the Gu master, the Gu master has absolute control over the life of the person who is in the Gu, and in the same way, the head descending master can also manipulate the life of the person who is in the middle of the Gu.
After Xie Chenghua descended, he stood there with a pale face, his face full of sadness, and everyone on the Nanyang Taoist sect laughed together, pointing at Xie Chenghua for a while.
The people here of the Guangdong branch are also worried, no matter what, Xie Chenghua is also the head of the Zhuhai branch, at this time, he was hit by the head, and his life was pinched in the hands of the ghost descendant, how is this good?
In the end, it was Uncle Chen who stood up, his face full of anger but he had to bow his head and plead with the ghost descending master, "The exchange competition focuses on communication, this time we admit defeat, I don't know if you can solve this head lowering technique?"
” The ghost descending master smiled coldly and said noncommittally, "Our head descending master is only good at descending, but not good at undescending......
But I heard that your Central Plains Xuanmen technique is broad and profound, presumably a small ghost descending technique will not be difficult for you, why do you want to come to me to relieve you?
” The mocking meaning in his words was very strong, and as soon as the words fell, everyone from the Nanyang Taoist sect standing behind him laughed in unison, and echoed one by one and said, "Yes, you Chinese are very arrogant, what do you want us to do with this little thing?"
” The head lowering technique is the same as the Gu technique, each spell has a strong independence, many times, only the descending head descending master knows the solution to the descending head, and others want to solve it, unless the strength is much higher than the descending head descending master.
Their nonsense finally angered Uncle Chen, and the old man's face was flushed, and he no longer mentioned the matter of requesting surrender, but took a step back and said coldly, "What you said is right, the Central Plains Xuanmen is broad and profound, and we will solve the matter of surrender by ourselves, so we won't bother you." ” As soon as he said this, Chairman Xu's face on the side changed, and he whispered to his side and said, "Uncle Chen, this is ......
Doesn't that seem right?
No one on our side knows how to lower the head at all, and the strength is not as good as that head lowering master......
I know this group of Nanyang monkeys is hateful, but after all, it is about Brother Chenghua's life, you see......"
After he finished speaking, Xie Chenghua, who was full of sorrow, also came over, and echoed with a disillusioned face, "Yes, Uncle Chen, I lost this game anyway, so it's better to accompany the Nanyang people, let them relieve me, and let's discuss the rest in the long run." ” "Confused!
Bad seeds!
Chen Shuhe had just calmed down on his face, and in an instant, a burst of flush swelled up, and he reprimanded with hatred that iron is not steel, "If we lose this exchange competition, we can also deduce that our corner of Guangdong can't represent the Central Plains Xuanmen, and after reporting to the Xuanmen Society, recruit people to compete with the Nanyang Daoist sect again, but this matter of surrender, they have already said it to that point, if we bow our heads, doesn't it mean that we admit that the Central Plains Xuanmen is inferior to their Nanyang Daomen?"
This kind of thing, even if you lose your life, you can't open this mouth!
” The old man is old, but he still has a brave spirit in his bones, and he understands things a lot.
It's a pity that Xie Chenghua was reluctant to give up his life, a little resentment welled up on his sad face, and his gaze at Chen Shuhe became cold.
Not only him, but even most of the surrounding Chairman Xu and others didn't care, it was obvious that they had the idea of breaking the jar and breaking it, and it was estimated that they were muttering in their hearts, the exchange competition has been lost, what is the difference between bowing their heads and not bowing their heads?
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Their opinion seems to be not wrong, after the hasty truce, on the fourth day of the game, Liu Chuande, the president of the Foshan branch who represented the mainland, performed almost the same as Xie Chenghua, the same just a few minutes, the same dozen ghosts, the ghost descending master Lei Yang fell again successfully, and won another game.
And this time, everyone on the side of the Guangdong branch didn't even have resentment, and their expressions became numb.
Not only them, but even my face was gloomy, not that I had lost my courage, but that it had been four days, and Hitomi still showed no signs of appearing.