Almost instantly, Bai Jie suddenly put his right hand dyed with golden light in front of him and pinched a handprint.

When Jiang Zhu saw this scene, his face changed drastically.

The hand seals pinched by the white stairs are also Buddhist master seals called "Qi Ke Yin", but they are not traditional Buddhist master seals, but seals pinched by the angry Vajra of Tantric Buddhism.

As if confirming Jiang Zhu's thoughts, Bai Jie also spoke and called out softly.

“Buzz.”

As this word was sprayed out, the right hand that was also stamped with white grades was sent forward, and the word "南" in one direction was completely opposite, but it did not increase, and the speed was extremely fast.

The people in the stands did not know the details, and thought that it was Bai Jie who would also be "Buddhist Mahamudra". They would fight against Jiang Zhu head-on at this moment, but Jiang Zhu, who knew the differences, was shocked even more violently.

The "Om" he just shouted was the "six-character proverb" of traditional Buddhism. It is powerful and solemn and sacred with the "major seal".

The "Om" that Baijie sweats is the "Eight Character Mantra" of Tantric Buddhism, and the hand seal is also from Tantric Buddhism. It is completely different from its own "Major Hand seal", and it is not the same thing at all.

Perhaps it was the moment when my mind was shocked, and the Buddha statue behind Jiang Zhu faintly appeared a little unstable, as if it was floating.

Noting this, Jiangzhu hurriedly stabilized his panic.

At this moment, the two words "南" collided suddenly, and a violent wave of spiritual power scattered in an instant, impacting the protective cover wrapped in the ring, causing violent fluctuations.

After the impact of spiritual power completely dissipated, Bai Jie smiled faintly at Jiang Zhu.

"Are you here again?"

As the words came to an end, the audience burst into anger again.

"Here's here, Bai Jie's words finally come!"

"Damn, I've heard that the three-character white-level characters kill the world, and now I've finally waited!"

"Thinking back then, senior Bai's level used his opponent's same ancient martial arts general to crush everyone. After the fight, he had to ask this question. Today he finally appeared!"

"I wonder if I will hear it next, I'm so looking forward to it!"

...

Ignoring the words from the stands, Jiang Zhu, who had stabilized his mind, seemed to have not heard what Bai Jie said, and finally said softly again: "Well!"

Then the Buddha statue behind Jiangzhu was immediately stamped, and a word "博" that was more powerful than before swept towards the white steps again.

"Well."

Although the same words are the same, in everyone's ears, Bai Jie and Jiang Zhu seem to be saying two words.

Just like just now, a word "南" flashing with red light appeared again, smaller, redder and faster than before.

This time, the encounter between the two characters "南" was a little faster than before, and the explosion was a little further away from the white level.

"Woolen cloth!"

"wisdom."

"Boom!"

"Mu."

"Mi!"

"yeah."

...

As the two of them opened their mouths, the words "名" bombarded each other on the ring and then emitted more and more intense spiritual power fluctuations again and again. The bombardment was also violently two meters in front of Jiangzhu at the last time. It was the distance between the location where the word "名" met and the white stairs.

At this moment, Jiang Zhu was already sweating profusely, and the golden light in his eyes began to appear faintly. The Buddha statue behind him could see clearly was the Buddha's hand that was still holding the "Fearless Seal".

On the other hand, the white level, except for the faint red light on the palms that were holding the "Qi Ke Yin", and the arm that had not yet faded

There were no other visions besides the golden light, as if nothing had happened at all.

What sounded on the ring were still white-level ethereal and plain words.

"Are you here again?"

As if he was stimulated, Jiang Zhu, who heard these three words for the second time, suddenly clenched his teeth, his eyes widened, and there were fine bloodshots in his eyes.

Just as he was about to spit out the last word "Hum" of the "Six-Syllable Proverb", Mo Jingu suddenly blew the whistle in his mouth.

"Beep~~~ 'Yanhuang Wushu' vs. 'Linjiang Wushu', the ring battle, the fourth game, Jiangzhu is facing the white rank, and the white rank wins!"

As soon as the loud sound of Mo Jingu fell, the scene became noisy again.

"What's going on? It's over? Didn't Ezuka admit defeat yet?"

"Wow, are you making a mistake? Why is it over? We haven't seen enough yet! Isn't Ezu still going to make a move?"

"That's it! How can it end without authorization?"

"I think the vice principal is favoring the 'Yanhuang Wushu Society', for fear that something might happen to Chen Yuan's people!"

"Fuck! Chen Yuan is so stupid that he still goes to the back door? If he can't beat him, he will forget it, he will forget it. He doesn't want to lose money yet? He's so shameless!"

...

Jiang Zhu on the ring heard Mo Jingu's whistle, and at the same time he let go of his last goal. After all, his spiritual power has already bottomed out, and the last word of proverb was not yet proficient, so it was very difficult to use it. If he really wanted to make a try, he might hurt his roots.

Moreover, he felt that he had achieved the goal of consuming the white level, and he would lose no matter what he did next, so he had no objection to Mo Jingu's judgment.

But at this moment, when I heard everyone's words, a deep sense of shame and anger appeared in Jiang Zhu's heart.

He immediately turned his head and said to Mo Jingu: "Vice Principal, I haven't given up yet!"

When Mo Jingu heard this, his face immediately became sank and he immediately used greater spiritual power.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, now, right?"

After saying that, Mo Jingu immediately waved his hands, and his spiritual power kept urging his cuffs, making a sound.

A soft spiritual power came to Jiang Zhu in an instant and suddenly pushed him off the stage.

Then Mo Jingu turned around and looked around in the stands around him.

"Who do you want to support, and who don't like is your freedom, but you are all students, and you are all classmates. You have to take some measures to yourself! Are you happy to see your classmates desperately throwing their lives?" Mo Jingu said coldly, as if his eyes had swept across everyone, "Even if we practice martial arts, we can't avoid injury in the process, but instigating others and deliberately angering the students who do their best, is this what you should do?!"

As he said that, Mo Jingu slapped hard on the ground, and a violent wave of spiritual power swept around, but he avoided the two places of "Yanhuang Wushu" and "Linjiang Wushu".

"Next time! I will definitely forgive you!"

Everyone in the stands suddenly felt a strong wind blowing towards their faces, and they all subconsciously raised the spiritual energy around them to resist. In an instant, the colorful light on the stands kept flashing, which was very beautiful.

But the next moment, the strong wind disappeared quietly, as if it had never appeared.

Countless greetings appeared in everyone's hearts. They didn't understand why the vice principal was doing this, but then several people vomited blood with pale faces and looked extremely frightened.

Everyone gathered

God looked at it and found that it was the ones who shouted the loudest.

Mo Jingu, who was in the audience, looked at the people who were vomiting blood indifferently, with his eyes as sharp as a blade.

As early as last semester, after Chen Yuan's class came out of an undercover agent of the "Shadow" organization, the senior executives of Linjiang University were all blind and had a bunch of nameless fire for a long time. So now Mo Jingu never minded looking at the worst of all students, even if it was just selfish.

I originally wanted to ask Mo Jingu how many people who were vomiting blood, but after contacting his eyes, he lowered his head one after another and wiped the corner of his mouth unwillingly.

Although they were unwilling to accept it, they dared not.

Seeing this, Mo Jingu did not take any further steps. Instead, he watched Liu Xu, who was slowly walking onto the stage, blew the whistle in his hand again.

"Beep~~~'Yanhuang Wushu' vs. Linjiang Wushu', the ring battle, the fifth game, Liu Xu's dialogue level began."

Mo Jingu's announcement once again pulled everyone's mind back on the ring. They looked at Liu Xu's pudgy body and laughed unconsciously, but because of what happened just now, no one dared to let go of his voice blatantly.

Time went back to a minute ago when Jiang Zhu was thrown out of the ring.

Ximen Lie hurriedly went to support Luo Ao. Jiang Zhu, who looked ashamed and angry, returned to the "Yanhuang Wushu Club" and refused to speak. All he recalled in his mind was the bad ridicule that came from the stands just now.

Looking at Jiang Zhu's appearance, Chen Yuan patted his shoulder and sighed softly: "Don't care about these people, you have done a good job."

Although everyone was also a little worried about Jiang Zhu, the war was imminent, and they could not think of more comforting words for a while, but they just agreed with Chen Yuan's statement.

With the persuasion of everyone, Jiang Zhu finally slowed down a little, but after the anger was suppressed, he replaced it with a deep grievance.

He sighed softly in his heart, and Chen Yuan didn't say anything more.

The strength of the Baijie level is really beyond everyone's imagination. Who could have expected that he would even have "big handprints"?

Jiang Zhu will indeed feel uncomfortable if he is defeated by Baijie in this way.

After all, anyone can see that the "big handprint" of the white-level "major handprint" is not as skilled as Jiang Zhu. It just takes advantage of his cultivation and squeezes Jiang Zhu dry.

Jiang Zhu lost very unjustly, but he lost not unjustly.

Just as Chen Yuan was thinking this way, Liu Xu finally stood up. His hands, which were bigger than ordinary people, stretched forward, and a "crack" sound kept coming from him.

"I'll go next."

To everyone's surprise, Liu Xu looked very calm when he said this, and he no longer had the same temper as before.

"Since I'm giving away heads, I'm thinking at least not to let the Baijie collect too much."

As if he knew what everyone was thinking, Liu Xu grinned and his white teeth seemed to have light.

Everyone looked at him with a complicated face.

After experiencing a flash, a strange and shameless game, this fifth game is definitely a destined to be looked down upon by everyone and even ridiculed by madly.

And Liu Xu, who stood up first, is indeed the most face-saving person on weekdays.

Everyone knows what this means.

A silent touch slowly emerged in everyone's hearts. From now on, no one will take Liu Xu seriously.

Chen Yuan also turned around and patted Liu Xu's shoulder silently, with a little force.

The latter looked at Chen Yuan's eyes full of thousands of words and patted him gently.

"Boss, I'm a good deal."
Chapter completed!