Comprehensive Manga: Reincarnated In Countless Worlds

The venue for Wang Qiang's competition is the roof of Harvest Department Store.

To be honest, Wang Qiang was very speechless when Daling arranged the competition venue here. It wasn't that he was afraid of heights or hated department stores, but because the competition was scheduled for late at night, and the department stores had already locked their doors and opened their doors. Monitor and arrange night patrols for security guards too.

I want to sneak in and go to the top of the building. It's okay to fly like Xiba, but neither Wang Qiang nor Zhao Yun obviously have this kind of skill.

"For a match, it's like being a thief, that's enough..."

After finally reaching the top of the building and pushing open the door to the roof, Wang Qiang felt that he could not understand this so-called war of psychics more and more.

This organizer is not reliable at all.

When Wang Qiang came to the roof of the building, he saw that Sun Qing and Zhang Qing had already arrived, and he was stunned, "You..."

Sun Qing spread her hands, "I reminded you before, Ah Qing's holding spirit is a dragon, she can fly, you don't need to climb the stairs!"

Zhang Qing gently stroked the little green dragon who was resting on his shoulder, and nodded, "Exactly, Wang Qiang, don't forget next time."

Wang Qiang:

These two guys are very bad, he is 100% sure that these two people deliberately saw his jokes, that's why they didn't remind them.

Zhao Yun showed up and patted Wang Qiang's thin shoulder consolingly.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Qiang finally restrained himself from killing these two bastards, it wasn't because he couldn't beat them.

At any rate, he was one year older than the two of them, and he was the senior, so he just let them in.

Sun Qing didn't think it was a big deal, "Senior Wang Qiang, you weren't caught by the surveillance camera just now, right!? It's impossible for me to be invited to eat pork chop rice when you appear on the news tomorrow!"

"Don't worry! Absolutely not." Wang Qiang gritted his teeth.

Wang Qiang felt like a clown when he thought of how he had put in all his effort.

Sure enough, love will disappear. Before going abroad, these two guys kept saying that teammates love, companions love, and they will be good friends and brothers in the future, and this is the end!?

"You are my opponent, Maobuer!?"

Wang Qiang pointed at the squint-eyed young man standing opposite with the gentian silver gun in his hand and asked sharply, now he just wants to have a good fight.

Mao Buer was taken aback by Wang Qiang's murderous look, but he still replied, "It's right here."

He opened his eyes slightly, looked at Zhao Yun behind Wang Qiang, and seemed to be lost in thought.

After a long time, his eyes lit up, "It's scary, it turned out to be this one, I have to say I got the lottery."

"What's wrong!? Are you going to admit defeat directly!?" Wang Qiang asked, looking at the other party.

He was not surprised that Zhao Yun was recognized by the other party. In fact, there were not many famous spearmen in history. After excluding those from abroad, there were only one or two left.

As long as you are not blind, you can see that Zhao Yun is definitely not the kind of unknown pawns, shrimp soldiers and crab generals, but definitely the group of famous people in history.

Although Zhao Yun was not called "the strongest" when he was alive, in fact, even Lu Bu, who was recognized as the weakest and strongest in the Three Kingdoms era, is still controversial. , are basically very powerful.

When I was in Xiaguo before, I didn’t feel it when I practiced Zhang Qing and Sun Qing, but when I was dealing with those assassins during this period, Wang Qiang also found that Zhao Yun was indeed stronger than other spirit holders. Too much.

"No." Mao Buer shook his head in denial.

"Thirty-five generations of descendants of the Mao family, here to experience General Huwei's reincarnation tricks!"

"Interesting!" Zhao Yun admired the other party's courage.

Wang Qiang snorted coldly, he felt that Mao Buer didn't take him seriously at all, obviously his opponent was him, but in the end he asked Zhao Yun for advice.

Just when the two men were at war with each other, waiting for the start of the game.

Standing on the edge of the rooftop, Sun Qing asked Zhang Qing, "The Mao family is...!?"

Zhang Qing thought for a while and said, "The Exorcist Mao family, if I remember correctly, it should be a psychic family in Sichuan and Sichuan."

"Shu!?" Sun Qing looked at Zhao Yun and Mao Buer unexpectedly, and had to say that the opponent's arrangement was really interesting.

I am afraid that no one has more complicated feelings for the famous generals of the former Shu Kingdom than people born in Sichuan and Shu.

Of course, Wang Qiang and Mao Buer could also hear the conversation between Sun Qing and Zhang Qing. Wang Qiang raised his eyebrows and looked at Mao Buer in surprise, and Mao Buer also looked at Zhang Qing in surprise.

Unexpectedly, this man with a treacherous and evil face would know that he exorcises the Mao family, and it seems that there is also an inheritance.

Before the competition started, Mao Buer nodded and said, "Indeed, I am from the Mao family. Our Mao family has been looking for the heroic spirits of the former Shu Kingdom, but it is a pity that after so many years, we have finally missed it."

"This is my holding spirit, painting saint Wu Daozi! I don't think you need my introduction!"

At this time, a smiling old man also appeared behind Mao Buer, who bowed to Zhao Yun, "Wu Daozi met General Changsheng."

Zhao Yun shook his head and said: "You and I are not from the same era, so there is no need to perform such a grand ceremony.

Wu Daozi stood up straight, stroked his white beard and said with a smile, "Yes, yes, how can you be rude to the general!?"

Sun Qing looked at the old man who suddenly appeared unexpectedly, "Hiss—! That squint-eyed man has made a lot of money, and when he has no money in the future, he can sell Wu Daozi's paintings for a living, and he will be poor for the rest of his life.

Zhang Qing reminded: "Keep your voice down, the Mao family is not poor, so there is no need to do this, and even if you sell it, it will only be regarded as a fake and it is not worth much at all."

Wu Daozi twitched his face, and the others were not much better.

Xiba coughed in embarrassment, hiding that he was actually a little envious before, who told him that as the organizer, they had to provide food and lodging for those players from all over the world who had no money or accommodation. Think crazy.

He didn't quite understand why those contestants dared to come to Tokyo without any money!? Poor travel also has a limit!

Because of these guys, Xiba and the other nine priests were setting up street stalls and working part-time jobs during this period of time, so they could barely support those people. If they hadn't killed a group of unlucky ghosts due to internal friction, Xiba might have insisted on the nine priests. not go down.

Because of this, when Mao Buer learned that the holding spirit of contestant Mao Buer turned out to be the painting saint Wu Daozi, he also had the same idea as Sun Qing and made a fortune!

"There is still one minute, and the game will officially start. Please get ready, both contestants."

"59...58...57..."

As Xiba was counting down, Wang Qiang and Mao Buer also directly turned on the super spirit state, restrained their minds and focused all their attention on each other.

There is no doubt that Wang Qiang's medium is the gun body without the tip that he picked up.

However, Mao Buer's choice of medium is surprising but not surprising, it is a Danqing pen.

It is not surprising that if you want to fully display the ability of a painting master, you really need a brush. However, it is very surprising that you only have a brush, but no drawing paper and ink.

"Witch power is the ink, and the world is the canvas." Seeing Sun Qing asking, Zhang Qing said directly.

With Zhang Qing's insight, it was easy to guess what Mao Buer was going to do.

He didn't know the relationship between Mao Buer and Wu Daozi, but since he chose Wu Daozi as the spirit holder, Mao Buer would definitely prefer literary combat rather than martial combat, so the brush is absolutely impossible to use as a weapon in battle , head-to-head with Wang Qiang's spear.

In fact, for the traditional warlocks of the Xia Kingdom, it is not good to choose generals with spirits, because they prefer mage positions rather than melee combat.

Of course, this is not absolute. If you have strong spirits, psychics can actually assist you, but for the brain faction, the straight-forward battle is a bit uncomfortable, because they tend to think too much, and want to Too much is too extravagant and inappropriate for soldiers and generals fighting on the battlefield.

Therefore, it is not enough to have a strong spirit. In fact, both the psychic and the spirit have a choice, and whether they are compatible is more important. To give a very simple example, let's take Mao Buer as an example. If he is the kind of single-minded actionist, who doesn't like to use his brain and is straightforward, then Wu Daozi may find it difficult to accept. Never been so brave, okay?!

7..8.5.4..."

"3...."

"2...."

"1! Start!"

As the countdown ended, Wang Qiang and Mao Buer took action at the same time. Wang Qiang raised Qiang and killed them directly.

Mao Buer was holding a pen behind his back, writing something in the air in front of him. When Wang Qiang rushed forward, he also retreated. There was a sense of harmony and nature.

It was as if Wang Qiang was cooperating with him.

"Draw it, show it!"

"Picture of General Wuwei!"

(Wang Li's) As Mao Buer yelled, a general with Zhao Yun's charm appeared directly, blocking Wu Qiang's spear, and an identical gentian silver spear held against Wang Qiang's long spear.

Wang Qiang was a little surprised. If he didn't feel that he and Zhao Yun were still in this super spirit state, he would have wondered if he was in a contact state. The general in front of him was really exactly the same as Zhao Yun.

But after Wang Qiang exerted his strength, he found that "Zhao Yun" was no match for him at all, and it was a bit too fake.

Mao Buer sighed, "There is no way, the time is too short, it is too difficult to directly reproduce the general's charm, and..."

Mao Buer didn't go on to say that his portrait also has a limit. If it is 100% reproduced, Zhao Yun may still be able to get along with Zhao Yun when he is alive. Unfortunately, facing Zhao Yun who is in a super-spiritual state, it is huge. the gap.

After entering the super-spiritual body, it is really the power of gods and ghosts. This is not to say that you can draw it after you draw it.

Even if it could be done, the witch power needed to maintain another super spirit body would be huge, and Mao Buer couldn't bear it, and he was afraid that if there were not a few rounds, he would lose the game because of exhaustion of witch power.

But taking advantage of Wang Qiang's counterfeit Zhao Yun's effort just now, Mao Buer has already taken the opportunity to paint again.

After Wang Qiang got rid of the fake Zhao Yun, there were already five more "Zhao Yun" on the field, and Mao Buer was still painting. Obviously, the longer the delay, the more portraits there will be. .