Chapter 310： Battle against Xiao Junyao (1/2)

After the draw, the referee’s voice sounded:

”Xiao Junyao is playing against Lou Muyan, Chu Han is bye.”

”Si Nan played against Ye Qinghan, Luo Li's bye.”

After his voice fell, Lou Muyan got up and pushed open the stone gate in front. At this time, Xiao Junyao was already standing on the battle platform and smiling at her.

She tapped her toes and jumped onto the stage.

”Miss Lou, we really met again.” Xiao Junyao's expression was not a little surprised, as if he had already expected it.

Lou Mu Yan smiled and said, ”Don’t come here unscathed, let Mu Yan teach Master Xiao’s stunts today.”

She still hoped to be able to fight against Xiao Junyao before, mainly because she was very curious about the psychic body and wanted to see it in person.

”Haha, Xiao had already wanted to discuss with Miss Lou.” Xiao Junyao laughed heartily.

This time, there was still an old man sitting on the pillar. He looked at the two men blankly and said: ”Now the game is starting, and the rules are the same as before.”

After he finished speaking, Xiao Junyao arched his hands to Lou Muyan: ”Miss Lou, please.”

”good!”

The two mobilized their own vitality, Xiao Junyao took out a brush, drew a few seals in the air, splashed ink at will, and several ink-colored fonts with vitality rotated and struck straight towards Lou Muyan.

Lou Mu Yan's eyes flicked slightly in surprise, but Xiao Junyao was unexpectedly a Confucianist.

He condensed Yuanli fonts with a sense of righteousness. This kind of exercise is very rare in this continent, but cultivation in the realm of cultivation belongs to a separate exercise.

Lou Muyan took a step back, waving her hands like butterfly wings, the speed is too fast to make it clear her movements.

Then drilled a string of jade runes from her body, connected into a rune to tie those words tightly in mid-air and couldn't move forward half a step.

Xiao Junyao still had a gentle smile on his face. He pointed his **** towards the brush, and the brush was splashing ink in the air, and the ink strokes were freely combined in the air, and finally he painted a realistic landscape painting in mid-air. Out.

The majestic mountain in the painting immediately seemed to be alive. After he injected his vitality, he flew out of the painting and landed on Lou Muyan's head.

Lou Muyan saw that he was so proficient in the use of Confucian Taoism and understood that Mo Yan said before that the psychic body learns certain spells without any bottleneck.

Xiao Junyao's Confucian Taoism is not yet fully developed, but it can be used at this age to such an extent that in the world of cultivating immortality, it is only necessary for monks in the pill-forming stage to use it.

Her eyes were shining, her lips were smiling with appreciation, and an emerald green flute appeared in her hand.

She put the green flute to her lips and blew it gently, and a melodious and cheerful note jumped out of the flute, and the mountain that had fallen on top of her head danced with the flute.

The flowers and trees in the landscape paintings also sway with the rhythm of the flute, as if they are dancing cheerfully.

Xiao Junyao's expression changed. He naturally heard that the flute sound had a bewitching effect. He almost fell into that kind of joy just now. If it hadn't been for the treasure with that treasure on his body, he would have lost his mind.

The sword masters in front of the crystal wall were also dumbfounded.

”Is this really a battle? How do I feel like I'm playing chess, calligraphy and painting.”

”Yeah! Lou Muyan can even attack with sonic waves. This talent is too bad for him.”

”Xiao Junyao's most powerful Confucianism and Taoism seem to be crippled in her hands.”