Chapter 228

As soon as Yang Junshan returned to the gate of the stronghold, he heard a loud noise inside, of which Jiuli's voice was the loudest. He shouted inside: "Who else is there? Look at you guys. You have no strength to bind chickens. You can't even compare with a little woman. You, you, are talking about you. How many are you? Car wheel battles are not my aunt's opponents. Are you ashamed?"

"I'll come!" a voice shouted, "I don't believe it!"

Yang Junshan didn't sound like the third team. He hurriedly pushed the door into the yard of the stronghold, but he was seeing most of the monks of the third, fifth and seventh teams gathered in the center of the yard and formed a circle. Even the second and third practitioners of the three teams of Wang Zong, Luo Bingkun and Ning ran stood among the crowd to watch the excitement. Jiuli's voice was the same From this circle.

Yang Junshan looked at the people in the circle and soon saw the burly Wu Shuo standing among the crowd. Wu Shuo also saw Yang Junshan and then showed a wry smile on his face.

At this time, the crowd suddenly "Hey" issued a sigh, followed by a girl's cheer. This time, Yang Junshan could hear it. It was Fang Zhonghui's voice.

Jiuli's sneering voice came out of the crowd and said, "are you guys OK? Change people. Don't come up for the first repair. Come to the second man!"

"Miss Jiuli's accomplishments in the flesh are admirable. Next Gong Chunlai, her accomplishments are a little higher than that of the girl. Have the courage to try her strength."

A monk in a long shirt with a gentle face said that he was short in the crowd and seemed to squat down. Yang Junshan knew this man and was the second most important monk in the martial arts territory of the seventh team.

"Less nonsense, reach out!" Jiuli's voice was still domineering.

At this time, Yang Junshan had stood beside the crowd and looked inside, but he was seeing a stone table. Jiuli and Gong Chunlai sat on both sides. They put one hand on the stone table, elbows on the table, palms holding each other, but they were comparing strength with wrenches and wrists.

Yang Junshan picked his eyebrows and compared his physical strength with the witch people. No wonder the old men next to him couldn't even compare with a little woman.

As soon as the thought in his heart turned, there was another sound of decadent sigh among the crowd. He saw that Gong Chunlai's face was red, but his arm had been pressed on the stone table by Jiuli.

Although the physical body of a monk can be improved by forging, the physical body of a monk will be significantly improved every time he reaches the advanced level, and the effect of this improvement is very obvious. Unlike forging, he should not only practice continuously for many years, but also because the level of forging itself The effect is not particularly significant.

Moreover, monks often spend as much time and energy as possible on the improvement of cultivation. Since every improvement of cultivation will bring the improvement of the flesh, more and more monks will naturally devote less energy to the flesh.

Wu Shuo is different from ordinary friars. First, their natural physical body is extremely strong. Second, the power of hatred of the witch family depends more on the physical body. Therefore, the physical body of the witch friars is often extremely strong. Although Jiuli is just a witch woman, in Yang Junshan's view, no one can be afraid of being the second most important friars in the martial arts realm in the small courtyard except Wu Shuo and him In the flesh, it is higher and lower than nine.

"Who else, who else?" Jiuli sat there and obviously became the challenge leader, shouting and yelling arrogantly.

However, after Gong Chunlai, the second-largest friar, was defeated by Jiuli, it was obvious that many male friars who watched the battle were discouraged. No one dared to compete with her again. It was possible for several third largest friars to be angry, but after all, his accomplishments were twice higher than others, not to mention a girl. Even if he won, it was not worth it Show off, but if you lose, you'll have a lot of fun.

"I'll come!" Jiuli felt a flash in front of her, and a man had sat opposite her.

Seeing Jiuli staring at himself, Yang Junshan smiled and said, "why, don't you dare?"

Jiuli suddenly patted the stone table in front of him, with a trace of excitement on his face and said, "ha, I've wanted to compete with you for a long time. Your cultivation is stronger than me. If you don't believe it, your strength is greater than me!"

"Then come!" as soon as Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, Jiuli held it without hesitation.

"Xiao Yang is going to make a move. Should he win this time?"

"I think this little girl is not simple. It doesn't seem to take much effort to win Gong Chunlai just now. Xiao Yang Xiuwei is similar to Gong Chunlai. It's not easy to win."

"I'm ashamed that we are such a big group of masters. Today, we are oppressed by a little girl."

"Oh, no, they are from the same village, aren't they?"

"It's from a village. That's right. Today, the little girl and another person came to find Xiao Yang."

"Start, start, stop..."

Just as everyone whispered, Jiuli and Yang Junshan had made great efforts together and began to pull their wrists in their own direction.

Different from others who mobilized their whole body strength to make blood gas surge up, and the whole face became red, Jiuli's face became crystal clear after mobilizing his flesh strength, as if he had become a flawless jade.

However, at this time, the onlookers found that Yang Junshan sitting on the other side was calm and relaxed, and his look did not change at all. Only the palm of his hand was stained with a layer of golden yellow. This was not that he was mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, but the power of Qi and blood formed by practicing the mountain king map all year round.

Jiuli had a feeling when he moved Yang Junshan's wrist, as if holding his palm, as if it were a mountain, which pressed him out of breath. He could not shake Yang Junshan's wrist regardless of how to mobilize his physical strength.

"Be careful!"

Yang Junshan suddenly whispered, and Jiuli felt a kind of abundant strength suddenly from her hand. No matter how she struggled, she couldn't stop her arm from slowly falling towards the stone table.

"Ha, I won. Xiao Yang has great strength!"

"This is not something that can be done with great strength. In fact, this kind of wrist pulling competition is their own physical cultivation, which can only show that Xiao Yang's physical cultivation is too powerful!"

"The little girl's physical cultivation is more powerful than the second heaviest turbid friar. Xiao Yang is better than her. Doesn't it say that Xiao Yang's physical cultivation is comparable to the evil spirit friar?"

"I'm not sure, but even if I want to be weak, it's limited. Unless there are evil friars, I'll compete with Xiao Yang now."

"How did Xiao Yang cultivate himself? At a young age, he is not only so high in cultivation, but also an array mage who can arrange the battle array. His physical cultivation is also so high. I'm afraid these can only be compared with those inner disciples trained by shaking Tianzong since childhood?"

Listening to the comments of the people, Jiuli's mouth had pouted Lao Gao, and she said with a Jiao hum, "what's great? I'll beat you when my cultivation is the same as you."

In fact, Jiuli said so, but she knew in her heart the overwhelming power she felt when competing with Yang Junshan. I'm afraid even if she was the second most powerful witch in the advanced level, she might not be Yang Junshan's opponent. Just what surprised Jiuli was why Yang Junshan's flesh was so strong. Compared with him, he should be a witch.

Jiuli turned his eyes and saw Wu Shuo on one side. He immediately shouted, "brother, Xiao Yang bullies me. Come and give him some color to see, so that he can know that our brothers and sisters are not easy to provoke."

Everyone's eyes suddenly gathered on Wu Shuo. Wu Shuo smiled bitterly and said, "well, sister, don't make trouble. We're here to find him this time, not to find fault with him."

Jiuli stood up angrily. As soon as they saw the excitement, they dispersed in a crowd. However, the topic of strengthening the body of friars has become the focus of discussion.

Seeing that everyone had left, Yang Junshan also stood up and came to the secret room of his cultivation with the two of them. Then he smiled and asked, "why do you two have the time to come here to find me? How are you in your own team recently? Has it not aroused the suspicion of others?"

Jiuli rolled his eyes and said, "are we all children? How can others see through our details!"

Wu Shuo said with a smile: "fortunately, we just perfunctory in different ways of cultivation. Although the people in the team are a little strange about our fighting method, it doesn't arouse the suspicion of others."

Yang Junshan nodded and said, "that's good! By the way, what's the matter with you coming to me this time? Is it because of the opening of the discussion field?"

Nine from smell speech facial expression immediately a joy, way: "of course yes, how can such a lively thing miss?"

Wu Shuo patted Jiuli's head and told her to be quiet. Then he said: "It's because of Jiuli's original life magic weapon. Jiuli's current original life magic weapon is still short of several holy materials. However, the names of some holy materials in this world are wrong from what we know. Therefore, we can only confirm after seeing the real objects. This time, we also got news from the teams of our respective teams. It is said that the caravan is not only three counties, but also nearby counties There are caravans coming to exchange what they need, so I'm going to look for it and see if we can gather the spiritual materials of Jiuli to refine this life's witchcraft. However, we have limited wealth. I'm afraid we'll have to rely on your strength at that time. "

Yang Junshan said with a smile, "it's easy to say. I was going to have a look at it. In that case, let's go together."

The excited color on Jiuli's face became stronger, and Wu Shuo's face on one side also showed a smile. He nodded to Jiuli, then smiled at Yang Junshan and asked, "do you want a head combat skill?"