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Text Volume 6: Small Thousand Worlds Chapter 43: Battle with Great Disparity in Power

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    The noisy cheers did not last long. As soon as Luo Hong's opponent appeared, the sound quickly changed.  Visit to download the txt novel What appeared on the stage turned out to be a Xuan-level Qi cultivator!  This man shocked everyone as soon as he appeared. He was wearing a black robe. He stretched out his right hand and spread his palm. On it was a small fireball that burned the air and distorted it.  This fireball is the size of a washbasin, and it is a small fireball cast by an extremely standard small fireball technique.  The Small Fireball Technique is a fire-based Xuan-level skill. Although the Huang Level has cultivated their natal fire and can also practice the Small Fireball Technique, the condensed fireball cannot meet the standard. It is usually the size of a fist, but the burning power is almost the same, just in terms of size.  Just separate.  The yellow-level physical cultivator has mastered the natal fire, but does not have enough control over the power of fire, so being able to condense it into a fireball as big as a fist is already considered good.  A fourth-grade yellow-level monk, such as Xu Xun'er with full spiritual power, can only fire out a dozen or so fireballs like this.  Among yellow-level monks, the small fireball technique is generally not easily released, and is always used when they are unexpected, as their trump card.  Xuan-level monks are different. First of all, the meridians of Xuan-level monks are obviously much wider than those of Huang-level monks. Secondly, the sea of ??consciousness is much wider, and the spiritual power stored is even greater than that of Huang-level monks.  Times, the most important thing is that the mental state of the Xuan-level fire attribute monks is a level higher. Compared with the Yellow-level monks, the perception of the power of fire is clouds and mud.  "Wow, this physical training. It's a pity." "Yes, the opponent is too strong, I will buy Qi Xiu to win." "That's not true, although I also hope that physical training will win. But I am still prepared.  Buy a medium-grade spirit stone to win. " "I think there is some hope in physical cultivation, huh? Haha, I hate gambling, what? Well, okay, then I'll do it.  A piece of middle-grade spirit stone has been successfully cultivated, and it really turns a good girl into a prostitute." "" A lot of unpleasant words came into Luo Hong's ears, which made his calm mood surge again.  It seems like none of the people below think highly of me!  Luo Hong's heart was filled with fighting spirit. He looked up at the Xuan-level monk opposite who was still playing with fireballs and sneered.  The battle hasn¡¯t started yet.  The betting market was opened, Luo Hong one to one hundred, while the black-robed black-robed Xuan-level monk lost half to one.  In other words, if you buy Luo Hong, you will win.  If you buy a mid-grade spiritual stone, you can get 101 medium-grade spiritual stones with interest. If you buy a black-robed black-robed Xuan-level monk, if you win, you will only get the principal refunded, and then make up half of it.  .  This bet is very obvious.  Luo Hong will definitely lose!  This is a battle without any suspense. ?? Purgatory Warrior, fifth level of yellow level physical cultivation.  The combat power is equivalent to the eighth level yellow level, even after buying countless pills.  He has a good weapon and his strength is infinitely close to the peak of the Yellow level He is no match for the Xuan level monk.  "The difference between the Yellow level and the Xuan level is one level. The peak of the ninth level of the Yellow level and the first level of the Xuan level seem to be only one level apart, but this is a huge gap.  "Huh" The Xuan-level monk put away the fire ball and said coldly: "Show your spiritual weapon first. I'll give you three moves." "I don't have a spiritual weapon. My spiritual weapon is my body."  Luo Hong's voice changed. He used a middle-aged deep voice. This was a detail to hide his identity and protect himself.  The Xuan-level monk laughed loudly and said: "The Purgatory Warrior looks glamorous, but he is just an introduction to physical training. In my eyes, as a dignified Xuan-level monk, everyone below the Xuan-level is an ant!" As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience  They are not happy about it. Most of the people who like to join in the fun and come to this underground fighting place are yellow-level monks who dare not go out of the city to spend the night. They come here to kill time when they have no intention of sleeping during the long night.  Unexpectedly, they heard someone calling them ants in front of them!  The yellow-level monks who had just bought Xuan-level monks and won all cursed, "It's just a Xuan-level monk. What the hell? This kind of thing can't even stop people's spitting in front of earth-level monks, but in the bottom of their group."  The monks were very loud in front of them!  At this moment, their eyes turned hot when they looked at Luo Hong.  They wanted to go up and beat up the Xuan-level monk, but they couldn't. Even those who were confident that they could beat him couldn't go up. They were fighting, and bystanders were not allowed to enter the battlefield.  For a time, Luo Hong became the hope of thousands of monks. They hoped that this ghost dance could bring them miracles and make them turn around. Even if they lose, they should not lose too ugly. After all, the difference in realm is huge.It's obvious.  "Ghost dance!" "Ghost dance! Ghost dance" "Ghost dance! Ghost danceGhost dance!" The monks in the audience spontaneously called Luo Hong's name.  "Come on!" Luo Hong took a deep breath. His eyes were red. Thousands of people were shouting his name. At this moment, he was a hero that the world was watching.  "Whoops!" Luo Hong moved.  The speed is extremely fast, even faster than when he faced Ouyang Qingshou. The body tempered by the power of the stars has very few impurities and moves extremely fast. In addition, Luo Hong stepped out of the ghost at the beginning.  The dance steps and speed are even faster.  The expression of the Xuan-level monk changed. This little purgatory warrior was so fast.  Almost as soon as an afterimage flashed by, the Xuan-level monk saw a huge fist hitting his cheek.  The fist grew bigger and bigger, and the whistling wind actually made the black robe rustle like a flag in the cold wind.  "Hey" The Xuan-level monk quickly took a big step back, and then he stopped caring about his demeanor and launched his flying sword.  Anyway, when I came here, I brought enough pills back.  If necessary, step on the flying sword and attack in the air.  No matter how fast or powerful a yellow-level physical practitioner is, it is impossible to fly into the air and attack. Hehe, you want to fight me?  The Xuan-level monk made up his mind and relaxed his mind. While moving in a flash, he observed Luo Hong's attack. He found that Luo Hong's physical training footwork was very mysterious, and it was not an ordinary offensive footwork at all.  Such skills are wasted on Huang-level physical cultivators.  What if I had this move?  The Xuan-level monk shook his head. He was not a physical practitioner, so what else could he do with footwork? If he was running for his life on a daily basis, he could fly far away with a flying sword. Although it cost expensive recovery elixirs, it was not as good as spiritual power.  Said, life is more important.  Luo Hong didn't know that this Xuan-level monk had ever thought about his footwork, but he became more and more excited. Several times his attacks had touched the clothes of the Xuan-level monk. He was confident that if this continued, he would figure it out.  The escape route of a Xuan-level monk can hit the target in one fell swoop.  The yellow-level monks in the audience became more and more enthusiastic as they watched. This Purgatory Warrior was only at the fifth level of the yellow-level. He actually took the initiative to attack, and beat the Xuan-level monks back again and again. How wonderful!  They kept shouting for Luo Hong, completely forgetting that they bought Xuan-level monks to win this battle.  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster! >vid/<
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