Chapter 213: Striptease

Wang Zijia picked up the spear, put it on his back with his backhand, looked around, and was lucky to land on a lake in the forest.

He quickly jumped onto a treetop and looked around.

Randomly, Wang Zijia's face was delighted, and he immediately found a place with a flashing light.

Without any hesitation, Wang Zijia's body magic power covered his whole body like quicksand, blending with the surrounding environment, and disappeared in the air.

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Outside, on the light screen that locked him, there was a transparent figure still displayed, but this subconscious action made the disciples who were expecting him to kill people in all directions silent for a while.

"Brother Wang is really prudent!"

"That's right. Hiding before entering the venue is a wise decision."

"I don't think it's right. Isn't this telling the uncles that the brother has adopted a strategy of avoiding battle? He will be replaced quickly."

"You are the only one who talks a lot of nonsense. You are so capable, why didn't you pass the preliminary round?"

"That's right, can you compare battlefield reaction with Daozhong?"

The crowd was arguing fiercely. When the live broadcast screen changed, they were all stunned. They were stunned, as if they had seen some shocking gossip.

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In the arena, Wang Zijia quickly ran to the place where the spiritual light gathered, and a small jade bottle was lying in it.

'Why is it the least expected healing medicine? ' Wang Zijia was slightly disappointed.

Of course, his hands were not slow. He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the jade bottle in his hand.

Before he could put it in his pocket, the surrounding space fluctuated slightly, and the hidden him was like being kicked by someone, revealing his figure.

Wang Zijia's eyes flashed slightly, and a figure quickly emerged in front of him.

After the two met, they paused for a moment, and then Lu Qianrou waved her hand, and a strange jade plate appeared in her hand.

"Wait, Senior Sister Lu, we are so close, are we going to fight now? Wouldn't it be a bit detrimental to others and not beneficial to ourselves?"

Lu Qianrou looked at the jade bottle in Wang Zijia's hand, ignored Wang Zijia, and rushed up directly.

"How about we split it in half when we meet, and I'll give you one?" Wang Zijia said hurriedly.

Lu Qianrou ignored it at all, the jade plate in her hand lit up, and an illusory talisman flew out of it.

Wang Zijia seemed anxious, gritted his teeth, and said: "If you force me again, I will tell everyone about the beautiful dance you performed for me in private!!!"

Lu Qianrou's body froze, and the whole person was struck by lightning. It was not right to fight, and it was not right not to fight.

Wang Zijia flipped his hand and threw out a pill, then turned around and ran decisively: "See you later!"

After saying that, the whole person turned into a streak of light, flashed for more than 20 meters, and disappeared into the forest.

Lu Qianrou stood there, her expression changed for a while, and a variety of emotions rarely appeared on her icy face.

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"Fuck, this is also possible?"

"Puff······This·····This, what if Senior Brother Gu saw it?"

"Oh my god, I seem to have heard shocking gossip!"

"Fuck, Wang Daozhong······is really·····a role model for my generation!"

"No wonder Senior Sister Lu doesn't pay much attention to Senior Brother Gu, so this is what's going on."

"I seem to have seen a love triangle, such a complicated emotional entanglement!"

"I feel so sorry for Senior Brother Gu, he gave up the top ten!"

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The outside world was completely blown up as the two met and separated in a hurry. The director's uncle also understood the disciples' thoughts, and several screens gave close-ups to the two.

Especially when Lu Qianrou's frosty face began to change constantly, it was successfully captured.

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After leaving Lu Qianrou, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief and put away the two remaining second-grade healing pills.

For such a broken thing, fighting with a Taoist with the strength of a libation wine, it would be a big loss.

His goal is the first place. No matter how many people he kills, it will be useless if he can't get the first place, so he still focuses on hiding.

The focus in the early stage is to plunder resources, be a qualified Voldemort, keep the living force, and prepare for the final decisive battle.

After determining the idea, Wang Zijia carried a gun on his back, hid his figure, and ran quickly in the woods.

After a moment, Wang Zijia sensed a resource point again, and there was still a lot of battle fluctuations.

Wang Zijia hid his figure and quickly touched it.

There was a small hill in front of him. At the foot of the hill, there was a grooved cave with a palm-sized shield inside. At this moment, it was covered by the light curtain of the formation, which made Wang Zijia's eyes brighten.

Compared with the standard weapons delivered, this small shield was much more exquisite. After being promoted to Jijiu, it could be used for a long time. In fact, it was a reward for them. Because these were not taken back after the game, and these tools were very easy to use.

At this moment, a young man was fighting with a tiger demon puppet, which was obviously the guardian puppet of the spiritual shield resources.

Guo Minglang, a Taoist seed of the Dao Court, a wood Taoist practitioner, had already played a lot of tricks with his vine technique. He was also a guy who challenged higher levels for a living. He was extremely powerful and was the most likely Taoist seed to win the championship in this Dao Court.

The other party's simple information emerged in his mind. Wang Zijia paid a lot of attention to this Taoist seed practitioner who had a tendency to be a tentacle monster.

There was nothing else. Apart from his strength, this guy's way of thinking about the use of magic was a bit wrong, and he had a bit of the taste of modern people playing hooliganism. He always likes to exert force on some indescribable part, which leaves a particularly deep impression on his fellow disciples who have fought with him.

Although the puppet he was fighting was a puppet, it was a puppet in the Jijiu realm and was not afraid of pain or injury. It was not easy for the opponent to fight.

Wang Zijia waited quietly for a long time. When Guo Minglang burst out again and tied up the puppet, Wang Zijia's magic power fluctuated wildly, and four dark red fireballs appeared in front of him.

"Swish!"

The fireball turned into a meteor and rushed towards the man and the tiger.

"Huh?"

Guo Minglang, who had just tied up the tiger demon puppet and had not yet breathed a sigh of relief, looked slightly angry. An energy shield appeared on his body, and a vine quickly shot out to drag him out sideways.

"Boom!"

The huge explosion blew Guo Minglang, who had not completely dodged, away. The tiger demon puppet, which had already consumed a lot of energy and was trapped, was directly destroyed by Wang Zijia.

In the rock cave, as the puppet was scrapped, the spiritual light around the small shield kept flickering, and it was shattered in the blink of an eye.

Wang Zijia, who had been waiting for a long time, reached out and grabbed it in his hand.

"Looking for death!"

Guo Minglang, who was blown away in the distance, had an energy shield flashing around him at this moment. His face was full of coldness. He snorted coldly and suddenly pressed his hands to the ground.

Teng Dao: Thorns!

Suddenly, there was a suction force coming from the ground under his feet. The huge pulling force made Wang Zijia's body stagnate. His face changed slightly, and the spiritual shield on his body surface emerged.