Chapter 79: Lock up the childhood sweetheart and shatter his fighting spirit, and get the first incense!
On the square, something strange happened.

Zhuma's eyes lit up, and he suddenly turned his head and rushed towards Zhao Xing with the force of a mountain.

Two people on the field instantly discovered Zhuma's true strength.

One of them is Hu Yang. As a mechanical master, he is naturally familiar with it, because Zhuma is a kind of mechanical beast, and one of the most classic mechanical beasts.

It is difficult for an ordinary childhood sweetheart, even one of the third-grade top quality, to develop a powerful spirit. However, the childhood sweetheart that Yang Junxiong rode not only developed a spirit, but it was also extremely powerful.

After following its master on the battlefield for many years, it has transformed into a 'fighting spirit'!
Through battles one after another, Zhuma's fighting spirit also gained powerful fighting instincts, and its fighting power is comparable to that of its master!
Yang Junxiong entered the realm of enlightenment on the mountain, and the spiritual fighting spirit in his childhood sweetheart was also enhanced.

It is equivalent to that both the man and the horse have been qualified!
The second person to discover something was wrong was Du Jiaojiao. Her bright eyes had reached the ninth level of vision. When Yang Junxiong left his childhood sweetheart, a shadow of Yang Junxiong appeared on his childhood sweetheart's back.

In the perception, two entry-level auras appeared!

Yang Junxiong's separation of his troops was obviously well prepared.

If Shanmao tries to stop him, Zhuma will severely injure Zhao Xing, but if he goes to save people, he can bring incense into the temple.

On the last night, he finally stopped hiding and showed his true colors.

"Boom~"

The bamboo horse stepped on the air, as if there were thousands of troops.

Zong Shichang and the people around him felt as if they were suffocating. A heavy pressure covered them and their legs were shaking.

Fortunately, there was a temple official beside him who sensed the presence of the fighting spirit and immediately led Zong Shichang to retreat.

But the others seemed to have no time to react, or were pinned to the spot by their childhood sweetheart's power, unable to move.

Just when everyone thought that Zhao Xing was in danger, a calm voice appeared:

"Don't come back to save me, just focus on beating that big guy."

"Huh? Under the influence of the evil spirit of the fighting spirit, he can still speak?" Yang Junxiong glanced and found that Zhao Xing was standing with his head held high, not affected at all.

“A mere soldier dares to call himself a fighting spirit?!” Zhao Xing had clouds floating above his head, five fingers pointing to the sky, and suddenly lightning flashed on his body.

"Zizzizi~"

Purple lightning suddenly appeared from the fingertips and quickly combined together in a mysterious trajectory to form five nooses.

It was the self-created spell, the Thunder Noose!
"go with!"

The thunder noose danced like a nimble lightning snake, heading straight for the fighting spirit.

"kill!"

The shadow of the fighting spirit swept through the army with a gun, but the thunder noose was extremely flexible and did not entangle with the fighting spirit, but whipped the bamboo horse.

"Boom!" The purple light collided with the red light, and the evil spirit was immediately weakened by three points.

"Boom boom boom!"

Five consecutive noose whips were delivered at an extremely fast speed, so fast that people could not react.

Zhuma Fighting Soul was considered experienced, but he fired five shots in a row, but only two of them actually interfered with the Thunder Noose.

The other three were all bypassed.

This is the beauty of the Yin Lei method. Different from the fierceness of the thunder palm, the Yin Lei is extremely fast and extremely agile. After hitting the spear, it did not disintegrate. Instead, it bounced lightly and was put on the neck of the bamboo horse.

"Zizzizi~"

Sparks suddenly appeared where the thunder and the bamboo horse were entangled, and the speed of the bamboo horse suddenly decreased greatly, and its galloping momentum was blocked.

"What?!" Yang Junxiong was shocked. He thought that the mountain cat might be able to block his childhood sweetheart, but he never expected that Zhao Xing, a ninth-level Juyuan Si Nong, would be able to block it.

Just as he was distracted, "Bang!" Yang Junxiong felt a heavy blow to the chest and flew backwards involuntarily.

The secret skill of the mountain cat, controlling the wind!

It was the mountain cat that used its two hind legs to kick him hard in the chest, controlling the wind and using the force of the wind to kick with an incredibly powerful force!
"Evil beast!" Yang Junxiong's eyes were vicious. He no longer paid attention to his childhood sweetheart and focused on dealing with the mountain cat.

There are already some cracks on the breastplate on his chest. If he is distracted again, he will probably be seriously injured by the mountain cat.

"This..." Du Jiaojiao stopped.

Although she is a girl, she is chivalrous and brave. She has known Zong Shichang since childhood and cannot help but help him when she sees him in danger.

But I didn't expect the situation to change so quickly.

Yang Junxiong's childhood sweetheart's fighting spirit didn't work!

Five nooses locked up Zhuma, and the evil spirit on the fighting spirit became much weaker.

"Fighting spirit burning!"

"Step on a thousand mountains!"

Seeing that he was trapped, the phantom of the knight on the bamboo horse raised his spear high, raised his front hooves, and then dropped down fiercely, causing a terrifying gust of air.

The fighting spirit and childhood sweetheart used their secret skills together, and the wild and unruly knight tried to break free from the chains.

"Boom!"

One of the thunder chains was actually broken!

"Let me see how many you can break free of!"

Zhao Xing's eyes flashed with lightning, and his left hand was raised.

Three more thunder chains appeared!

He had seized so many spiritual talents, including Yuan Fa spiritual talents and Thunder Noose, which had already reached the eighth level!

"Zizzizi!"

Three thunder chains quickly locked the horse's head and pulled the bamboo horse, which had its head held high, down.

The intermediate secret skill of Stepping on Thousands of Mountains was interrupted before it could be fully displayed.

"The cold wind! Rise!"

A chilly wind blew out from the ground and headed straight for the fighting spirit on the horse.

Previously, due to the obstruction of evil spirit, it was difficult for the cold wind to blow directly to the fighting spirit's body.

But now that he was trapped by the thunder noose, the evil spirit had weakened a lot, and he could take advantage of the opportunity to sneak in by casting Yin Feng.

"Huwu~"

Although it was just a gust of wind, the fighting spirit of the bamboo horse seemed to be poured with a bucket of cold water.

The evil flames surrounding the fighting spirit suddenly disappeared by more than half and became dim!
The Yin Feng spell targeted the soul, and although it failed to directly cause serious damage to the fighting spirit, its offensive was completely blocked and it completely lost its offensive potential.

"Thunder Palm!"

While Zhuma and the fighting spirit were trapped, Zhao Xing cast his third spell.

A purple hand suddenly flew out from the clouds above his head. When it first flew out, it was only the size of a normal palm, but as it flew into the air, its size suddenly increased.

When it landed on the head of my childhood sweetheart, it was four meters long and one meter thick!

Thunder's huge palm slapped down fiercely.

It hit the top of the fighting spirit’s head.

"Oh!"

The bamboo horse fell, the fighting spirit roared, and smashed heavily on the square, leaving a big hole.

The seven-turn thunder palm was so powerful that it shattered half of the fighting spirit.

Thunder magic can also hurt the soul, especially the powerful yang thunder, which has amplified lethality to this pure soul.

Zhao Xing first used thunder chains to weaken the fighting spirit's protective aura, and then used Yin wind to weaken the fighting spirit's strength. Now this slap immediately had a miraculous effect.

"No!" Yang Junxiong's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed towards his childhood sweetheart like a madman.

That was the fighting spirit he had cultivated after ten years of hard fighting on the battlefield, and now it was about to be destroyed. It was simply a threat to his life.

"Meow!" The mountain cat dodged forward and kicked Yang Junxiong away again.

Its speed is too fast. Its talent for speed makes the mountain cat's speed unrivaled among the ninth grade.

There was no way Yang Junxiong could get away from Bobcat.

“BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!”

The thunder continued, and the purple palm took the opportunity to clap wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the childhood friend's fighting spirit ate several big pouches.

A thrilling explosion of thunder was heard in the Temple of Heaven Square, and the spectators could not help but step back.

In fact, many people did not understand the battle situation, because if the Bright Eyes are not at the maximum level, the fighting spirit cannot be seen.

But Zhao Xing's thunder noose and big palm can be observed.

The intermediate level of thunder magic has reached the level of the seventh or eighth turn. Its power is so great that ordinary thunder can scare people, let alone the intermediate level of powerful thunder magic.

"What kind of thunder technique is this? Why is it so overbearing?!"

"I have never seen this kind of thunder technique. How can it form a palm?"

"Hey, I didn't lose unfairly."

Cao Qiu Shui felt a deep sense of powerlessness as he watched this scene. Originally, he had thought that his cultivation had greatly improved and perhaps he had narrowed the gap a little.

Now it seems that the distance has not narrowed, but is getting bigger and bigger.

The strong will always be strong. Zhao Xing’s experiences on this sacred mountain are much more than his.

"Oh!"

With the last bombardment, the fighting spirit was directly shattered.

The previous magical power suddenly disappeared.

The luster on Zhuma's body disappeared, and it dropped from the third-grade upper grade to the third-grade lower grade.

The hinge locks the bamboo horse, and the thunder shatters the fighting spirit!
After Yang Junxiong's mark was worn off, Zhao Xing gently pulled and the bamboo horse came and stood in front of him. It had become an ownerless object.

"Puff!" Yang Junxiong spat out a mouthful of blood.

He had been barely able to resist the mountain cat to begin with, but now he was so confused that he could no longer resist and was scratched in the chest and abdomen by the mountain cat's thundering claws.

"Puchi~" The claws flashing with thunder tore the breastplate and even scratched a bloody mark on Yang Junxiong's chest.

"Bang!" The mountain cat kicked with its hind legs, and Yang Junxiong's body fell outside the square, unconscious.

The wind died down and the thunder dissipated, and the square was completely silent.

Everyone was watching this scene with shock in their eyes. Yang Junxiong, the arrogant knight who had won the first prize for two consecutive nights, was defeated just like that.

And even after revealing his trump card, he was defeated so completely.

"I can understand that he can't beat the mountain cat, but how can a fighting soul childhood friend be defeated by a Si Nong who has not yet entered the rank?"

Hu Yang murmured to himself, looking at the childhood sweetheart who had lost his spirituality, and couldn't help but be dazed for a moment. He knew very well how powerful the mechanical beast was, but the result was hard for him to accept.

Doesn’t this mean that Zhao Xing can also easily defeat these mechanical beasts?

"This guy..." Lu Qian's eyes flashed with horror, "How did he practice the Four Heavenly Time Techniques? Is he proficient in all of them?"

"Sister Jiao, do the three of us still have a chance to be the first to incense?!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Du Jiaojiao's eyes, and she was eager to try.

But then she shook her head again.

"Unless you two, Qianqian and Qing'er, can raise the power of [Da Shao] to a higher level and cooperate with me, maybe we can fight."

“To advance to another level, we can only fight once?” Liu Muqing also shook her head, which meant there was no hope.

But she still flew into the air with her gun in hand.

Although she knew she couldn't win, her martial arts heart was so brave and courageous that she couldn't be afraid before the battle. Du Jiaojiao still wanted to give it a try.

"Bobcat, she's trying to steal your toy, kick her!"

"Meow!" Just as Du Jiaojiao jumped into the air, she saw a black shadow flying towards her. It kicked its hind legs hard, and Du Jiaojiao was caught off guard. She only had time to resist with her gun horizontally.

"Bang!" The silver spear bent and pressed on Du Jiaojiao's conscience. She flew back to the ground at a faster speed, and her feet were hurt by the shock.

Yufengzhong is a secret skill of the seventh level of the intermediate stage. The mountain cat itself is an alien species, and after entering the realm of the master, even if it is a cub, its strength is astonishingly great.

"Meow!" The bobcat walked in a cat-like gait and bent over to threaten.

It seems to be saying that whoever dares to fly into the air and snatch the toy from me will be beaten.

The mountain cat looked silly when it got fierce, but everyone in the square was extremely frightened.

The two powerful men were actually kicked down by the mountain cat.

What kind of breed is this?!

"I can't beat it. The mountain cat is too fast. Yang Junxiong can't defend against it, and neither can I." After trying it once, Du Jiaojiao was more open-minded. "It's not a problem of skills, but the innate advantage of the beast."

Even Du Jiaojiao gave up, so naturally no one in the square dared to fight.

Everyone stepped back and waited for Zhao Xing, the new strongest man, to speak.

Zhao Xing remained silent, and the others did not dare to ask.

The winner takes all. Now he can take as many incense sticks as he wants. Everyone has to wait with him as long as he wants.

Not only the rival competitors, but even their own people, Uncle Hu, Uncle Cang, and Uncle Yuan, were frightened and did not dare to come forward to disturb them.

Young Master Zong couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Sanjia, what are you going to do with the ten sticks of incense? If you don't take it, no one else will dare to take it."

Zhao Xing thought for a moment and said, "Shen Zhui and I will take the first and second place, and you can take the rest, Master Zong."

We have to go down the mountain as soon as the sun rises, so there is no use burning a few more incense sticks.

Zong Shichang had used up all his banknotes, and it was not easy for him to exchange them for anything else. There was no need to be so materialistic. We still had some friendship after all.

"Okay, then I'll speak for you?"

"Ah."

Zong Shichang got a chance to show off, and he immediately put on all his strength.

He stood with his hands behind his back, striking a pose that he thought was cool, and ran under the incense to create wind, allowing the sound to spread in all directions.

"Brother Zhao and I will take eight sticks of incense for worshipping the gods. The remaining two sticks will be taken by those who are capable!"

After saying this, Zong Shichang raised a gust of wind and rolled the eight incense sticks in the air into his arms.

The rest dared to be angry but not to speak out.

No one else dared to say anything. Du Jiaojiao was unhappy. Lu Qian shouted at Zong Shichang, "Zong Shiba, this wasn't your achievement. Why are you pretending to be so high and mighty?!"

Unexpectedly, Zong Shichang ran over and said with a smile: "How could I forget you? Here, here are three incense sticks. I'll help you get them down so that you don't jump."

Seeing this, Lu Qian immediately said sarcastically: "Oh, you are so kind that you can still think of me and Sister Jiaojiao? I'm afraid you didn't take it for Qing'er, right?"

Zong Shichang's face turned red when he was exposed, and he secretly looked at Liu Muqing.

Du Jiaojiao glared at Lu Qian, then bowed to Zong Shichang and said, "Thank you, Brother Zong. I wonder what Zhao Xing thinks about the order of entering the temple?"

Zong Shichang said: "He is naturally the first stick of incense, and the second stick of incense is for Shen Zhui, oh, that is, the warrior who chased Gu Feng before."

"What happens next?" Lu Qian asked.

"Of course I'll arrange it."

"So how do you want to arrange it?"

"I want Miss Liu to go in third."

"Wow, Zong Shichang, you really have evil intentions, and you still say it's not for Qing'er!"

"..."

While Zong Shichang was talking there, Shen Zhui also returned to the square.

There were bloodstains on his iron ruler and on his body, but they were not his own.

"Is Brother Shen okay?"

Shen Zhui took off the bow from his back and said, "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and helped you avenge that arrow."

Archers regard their bow as their life. Now that Gu Feng's longbow has been taken by Shen Zhui, even if he hasn't lost half his life, he will soon be dead.

"Good bow, Brother Shen is mighty."

This person can be dealt with. Zhao Xing just said that he was shot by Gu Feng during the day, and asked him to delay Gu Feng later.

I didn't expect the other party to be so hard-working and directly snatched Gu Feng's bow.

If a bow warrior's bow is taken away, he will either die or be crippled.

Shen Zhui put the bow back on his back and asked, "How is the result of the incense competition? Has it started yet?"

Zhao Xing smiled and said, "It's over. We are just waiting for Brother Shen to enter the temple."

"Huh? It's over?"

In some surprise, Shen Zhui took the incense stick handed to him by Zhao Xing.

"Brother Shen, please go into the temple and burn the first incense."

Shen Zhui shook his head: "No, I broke my promise in the first place, and now I can't be considered to be of any help, you should be the first to burn incense."

At that time at Chen Shijie's house, Zhao Xing was willing to share the two pears in half, and Shen Zhui had always remembered it. He felt that he owed Zhao Xing, so how could he be willing to pay the tribute?

"Okay, then I'll go in first, and Brother Shen will go in second."

Zhao Xing, Shanmao, and Shen Zhui, two men and one beast, all had fighting power of high quality. After the order of entering the temple was decided, no one dared to object.

After leaving the Temple of Heaven, the first eight people entered the temple in order.

They are Zhao Xing, Shen Zhui, Liu Muqing, Du Jiaojiao, Lu Qian, Zong Shichang, Uncle Cang, and Uncle Hu.

The other two incense sticks were taken by Hu Yang and Cao Qiu Shui.

As for those behind, they can only grab the second wave of incense.

Inside the temple.

"Zhao Xing, the clerk of the Ministry of Agriculture, prays to the Lord of Truth to show his divine power."

Call ~
The air was filled with smoke and the surroundings became dark, as if a giant's ghost appeared before Zhao Xing.

"You ask me to show my divine power, what do you want?"

Zhao Xing bowed and said, "I beg the True Lord to grant me a portion of the best spiritual beauty."

"You are the first to receive the incense, so you deserve this opportunity. I will send you there. Whether you can seize it depends on you."

"Thank you, Zhenjun."

Another gust of smoke blew by, engulfing the mountain cat, bamboo horse and other objects. Zhao Xing felt that he was no longer in the same place.

When I looked again, I found myself on the edge of a cliff.

"Meow~" The mountain cat called out, with some confusion in its eyes. Why did it suddenly appear here?

"Is there a top-grade spiritual thing here?" Zhao Xing was also somewhat puzzled. He did not have any sudden inspiration.

I looked around and a sense of familiarity arose.

"Isn't this location... the place Yang Junxiong came to before?"

At that time, Zhao Xing was farming at the foot of the mountain and he once saw Yang Junxiong riding a bamboo horse and jumping in the mountain stream.

Zhao Xing found himself in this position.

"Could it be that Yang Junxiong is looking for that top-grade spiritual beauty?"

The first incense you use to pray for the best spiritual beauty does not mean that it will be directly handed to you, or that you will be told the location or the method of getting it.

The reason why Zhao Xing was able to find the golden cup of fortune was because he discovered the place first and had already found the top-grade spiritual cup, but was unable to obtain it.

The fifth incense stick asked about the method of obtaining it, and the prerequisite was to pass the test.

"Yang Junxiong has been searching for two nights, but he still hasn't succeeded?"

"It seems that it is a bit difficult to obtain this top-grade spiritual beauty." Zhao Xing said secretly.

In a few hours, they will all have to go down the mountain.

He didn't have another chance to burn incense and ask.

"Yang Junxiong jumps around in the mountain stream, relying on this bamboo horse." Zhao Xing turned over and rode on the bamboo horse, "I'll try it too."

Bamboo horses can help people leap into the air. Although they cannot fly for a long time, they can jump very far.

Although its rank has dropped, its auxiliary functions are still there, but the fighting spirit is gone.

"Gee!" Zhao Xing squeezed his legs together, and the bamboo horse suddenly ran towards the cliff with the wind. As the bamboo horse jumped, its body suddenly soared into the air.

(End of this chapter)