Chapter 1259
Chapter 1259 Xu Tu
When the two Su Hao walked in here, the battle in front had already begun.
The second audition is the battle strength test.
At this time, there is a black clothed person and a white clothed person on the field. They are playing against each other. The cultivation bases of both sides are working on 8-Layer.
Furthermore, according to the situation, the black clothed person seems to be more powerful. With every move, the white clothed person is forced to retreat again and again.
"Bai Ling, who do you think these two people will win?" Su Hao suddenly asked.
"The black clothed person looks like the cultivation base is stronger, and the Magic Power is stronger, so he has a better chance." Bai Ling said truthfully.
"I think the white clothed people will win, um, they have already won." Su Hao laughed.
Bai Ling's eyes showed surprise.
Bai Ling thinks that she can see clearly what good luck expert has done. She combined many factors to come to this conclusion.
But Su Hao directly vetoed it, saying that the white clothed man was going to win.
The conversation between the two of them was not loud, and there was no place to laugh, but they were heard by a black clothed man not far away.
His face suddenly cooled, and the black clothed person on the stage was his Junior Brother.
They come from Green Mountain Sect, and they are not a small sect in the Divine Dynasty of Ye's. They have a history of hundreds of years and their position is very stable.
Even the people of the dynasty had to give them three points.
When this person heard Su Hao's words, his face was immediately full of dissatisfaction, and said: "Wild boy, don't understand, don't talk nonsense, how can my Junior Brother lose?"
His Junior Brother Now suppressing the opponent's retreat steadily, and even his tricks have not been displayed yet, once displayed, sweeping the opponent will not be a problem.
This kid dares to say that his Junior Brother lost?
This is a contempt for their Green Mountain Sect!
Su Hao didn't argue with him, but looked at the court with a smile.
The black clothed man seems to have the upper hand, overbearing, and the offensive is fierce, but in fact, he has entered the opponent's trap.
And it is desperate!
People just didn't provoke them. Once they shot, the black clothed person was defeated!
Sure enough, the white clothed man who seemed to be surrounded by perils suddenly laughed, opened the mouth and said: "It's almost time to end."
As soon as the voice fell, he suddenly appeared A weird handprint, in the battle area, several golden lights suddenly rose up, instantly dazzling.
Furthermore, the combination of this golden light turned into a golden Divine Ox, which roared forward and rushed forward.
The Green Mountain Sect dísciple, which had the upper hand, was immediately knocked out.
Peng sound, a breath of fresh blood mist dispersed.
The black clothed man exploded in his chest and fell off the court, act recklessly.
Immediately, the audience fell silent.
No one thought that this white clothed man who seemed to be suppressed and might be defeated at any time would pull strongly against a crazy tide and defeat him with one move.
Some people even frowned and said in amazement: "He used Magic Power as the ink, and with the spirit pen, he can paint mountains and rivers and landforms, murderous monster beasts, and even give it spiritually. Wisdom, like Puppet is generally manipulated."
"Is this person a dísciple of painting saints?"
Painting saints, one of Ye's ten great experts.
Not the younger generation, but the real ten great experts.
Even, some people speculate that he can already be among the top three experts.
It is said that one of his dísciple is also among the top ten Heaven's Chosen in the younger generation. Is it the person in front of him?
"I am painting the saint second disciple Xu Tu, my Eldest Senior Brother is Lin Ke!" The white clothed man suddenly loudly said, his head raised, with arrogance.
"It turned out to be the second disciple, but it is indeed horrible. The black clothed person is the dísciple of Green Mountain Sect. It is definitely not weak in the 8-Layer of good fortune, but it is so miserably defeated. "
Someone shocked.
Because of the title of the painting saint, I also took a high look at this person.
"Big Brother Su Hao, your guess is accurate." Bai Ling laughed.
Su Hao has no expression on his face, and the trifling expert is fighting against him. If he can't see through, he really doesn't deserve to be the Inheritor of the Demon Emperor.
The black clothed man, his face turned cold, didn't expect that his Junior Brother really lost.
He gave Su Hao a cold look, then he jumped and went straight to the court, saying: "What's so great about the painting saint, I am Green Mountain Sect Sect Master, I am Green Mountain Old Ancestor, I am afraid of you What?"
He strode forward, turned over the palm, and a silver long spear appeared.
Xitu's complexion changed, and suddenly it was sneered, and his palms waved continuously, one after another golden light spilled out, like a splash of ink and mountains, a mountain actually appeared in front of him.
This golden mountain peak was directly blocked by a blow forward.
The rumbling sound erupts, the air waves are surging, forming a violent wind, blowing all around, the formidable power is no less than a tornado.
Even some people with weak cultivation bases regressed and almost got blown out.
They are incomparably shocked, such a momentum, unimaginable is inspired by the expert of good fortune.
"Look!"
Suddenly, someone shouted.
Everyone immediately looked towards the field and saw that the golden mountain was blocking the black clothed person's thousands of photos. At the same time, behind the black clothed person, a golden long spear appeared.
"shua!"
A golden light shoots out.
Thunder can't cover your ears.
Then a burst of blood surging away.
The black clothed person was pierced directly. Although he had never died, he was drenched with blood, and he retreated to the field in a miserable manner.
At this time, the audience was deadly silent.
The second disciple of the painting saint is stronger than they thought.
It turned out that he had already drew two strokes, one for the mountain peaks, which blocked the capture, and at the same time paralyzed the black clothed person and everyone present.
The golden gun is his ultimate move.
Surprisingly, let's do it with one stroke!
"Awesome, I underestimated you." The black clothed person had a calm face, but I have to admit that this person is really powerful, surpassing him too much.
In fact, it is not just him, but the audience is shocked. This person's battle strength is just as good as the ninth layer of good fortune. He is a Heaven's Chosen character who can leapfrog against each other.
"hmph, my Master is a painting saint, I am his dísciple, naturally I will not be weaker than others, who will come?" He scanned the audience and spoke proudly.
It turns out that there will be a ranking in today’s audition. Those who are in the front are also eligible to appear first.
The black clothed person turned in despair, and at the same time he saw the sneer of Su Hao's mouth, he was immediately annoyed, and said: "What are you laughing at?"
Su Hao this in his heart Is mocking him as a loser.
"I laughed at me, what is it to you?" Su Hao glanced at him casually, wondering if something was wrong.
His sneer was not at this person, in fact Su Hao didn't look at him at all.
His smile, because of the white clothed man on the field, his eyes looked over, and even Su Hao immediately felt his murderous aura.
He knew that there must be trouble today, but didn't expect it to come so soon.
"hmph, you think I can't do it, you can do it?" He coldly said: "Drawing a saint dísciple is not what you can imagine."
"Actually, it's very ordinary. "Su Hao said directly.