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To deal with this kind of spiritual entity, Shimizu naturally has his own methods.

His attainments in thunder-attribute spells and ninjutsu are very high. A large force like the Mo Sect with a long history must also have corresponding countermeasures internally.

The second realm of the Mo Sect's Qi refining technique is called 'Knowing Ghosts' because from this realm onwards, like Quanzhen, one begins to cultivate both nature and life.

Although it is said that they are not as specialized in nature cultivation as Quanzhen, to the point of being able to produce Yin Gods, or even Yang Gods.

Yin Gods can escape the flesh and exist for a long time like these spirits, while Yang Gods are transformed from Yin to Yang, possessing all the qualities of a physical body purely through the soul, like terrestrial immortals.

And the Mo Sect's mental cultivation method, upon reaching the Knowing Ghosts realm, can also strengthen the spirit and enhance the soul, increasing the quality of Qi and giving it the ability to kill spiritual entities. Even if the restraining effect is not as strong as thunder techniques, it is still effective.

And Shimizu's choice is to have it all.

A "sizzling" sound of electricity rang out, and streaks of lightning gathered on the magic weapon longsword in Shimizu's palm.

"This is!"

Zhang Lingyu, who was accompanying the Old Celestial Master to watch the competition, suddenly stood up from his seat in shock.

A large group of onlookers from the world of异人 also began to discuss.

"Thunder Technique? Master, this…"

Zhang Lingyu looked at Zhang Zhiwei.

Could it be that besides Zhang Chulan, their Longhu Mountain also has other disciples scattered outside?

But this guy is from the Mo Sect!

"Lingyu, don't be impatient. It's not just our Longhu Mountain that can control lightning. Our Tianshi Mansion uses the Heavenly Heart Five Thunder Orthodox Method. Shangqing, Shenxiao, and Qingwei also have their Five Thunder Methods. As for those outside the Daoist sect, there are even more."

The Old Celestial Master looked at the scene in the arena, stroking his long beard, speaking unhurriedly.

Thunder Breathing, First Form, Thunderclap and Flash, Tenfold!

In an instant, Shimizu's figure transformed into lightning, instantly slashing ten streaks of sword energy containing thunder attributes on Liu Kunsheng's body.

This black gas snake, whose head alone was as tall as a two-story building, couldn't help but let out a hiss and began to bite even more frantically.

Streaks of lightning flashed, and Tian Jinzhong also widened his reddened eyes, watching the competition below.

"Senior Brother, I haven't left the mountain for seventy years, and my horizons are shallow. I can't recognize which sect's skill this is. What about you?"

"I can't see it either. The Mo Sect shouldn't have this kind of skill. It should be that this great professor got it from somewhere, or simply developed it himself. What I, the old Daoist, can't understand is that even if you develop a skill, you should at least refer to the experience of other sects, right? But I just can't figure out the traces of any sect's skill."

Zhang Zhiwei shook his head, his pair of old but clear eyes filled with curiosity.

He has lived for over a hundred years and has been the number one under Heaven for most of his life. His horizons can be said to be deep, but he still couldn't see through Shimizu's path.

If the Old Celestial Master couldn't see through Shimizu's path, then there was no need to mention others.

Feng Xingtong watched helplessly as the incomparably powerful Lord Liu was hit several more times, and could only hurriedly say:

"I concede!"

Shimizu immediately stopped.

"Thank you for the concession, Little Brother Xingtong."

"Thank you, Professor Zhuo, for showing mercy."

Feng Xingtong hurriedly took Liu Kunsheng back. Seeing that he was not injured at all, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the family immortal enshrined in Deng Youfu's home. If he had injured him, he wouldn't know how to face Deng Youfu.

His father, Feng Zhenghao, was one of the Ten Elders, but Deng Youfu's grandmother, Guan Shihua, was also one of the Ten Elders. Even if Spirit Summoning and Spirit Dispatching restrained the spirit mediums, it would not be good to have a conflict and offend them.

Feng Xingtong himself would not be able to get over that hurdle in his heart.

"It's okay. Although Great Immortal Liu's spiritual body is injured, his spirit and soul are not damaged. It's just that he has lost some cultivation. After returning, offer more sacrifices and offer three animals, and he will soon be able to repair it. If you lack anything, you can ask the Underworld Society for help. Consider it my compensation for Xingtong."

Feng Zhenghao also comforted Deng Youfu at this time.

Zhang Lingyu, who was preparing to enter the arena, had a very serious expression at this time.

There were too many young experts in this year's Rota Grand Tournament.

Just with Lu Linglong alone, he almost capsized without using the Water God Thunder. Not to mention the others.

Zhuge Qing was very strong, and was an opponent that Zhang Lingyu had valued extremely before. And Wang Ye, who used one of the Eight Wonders, the Wind Stance, to defeat Zhuge Qing, would only be stronger. Feng Baobao's strength was also far beyond the younger generation. Although Zhang Chulan was shameless, his strength was definitely not bad.

Now that this young professor from the Mo Sect had also shown such strength, Zhang Lingyu only felt immense pressure.

Without using the Water God Thunder, he didn't seem to have much chance of winning against these people.

Fortunately, he shouldn't need to use it in the next match.

Zhang Lingyu silently turned his gaze to the other side, to the Lu family retainer wearing a mask and carrying two swords, Zero, who was also looking at him.

That would be his next opponent.

And behind Zhang Lingyu.

As for this half, it was Lingyu facing that young professor from the Mo Sect. It seemed that even if Lingyu used the Water God Thunder, he might not be able to win steadily.

Considering that the opponent could even defeat Chai Yan, it was likely that Lingyu would not be able to enter the finals.

Then the top two should be taken by Chulan and Zhuo Qingshui.

Zhang Zhiwei sized up Shimizu, who was walking back to the audience from the arena, and recalled the conversation he had with Zhang Chulan before the competition, closing his eyes in peace.

There was no need to give Lingyu the Immortal Pill.

In the next round of the top eight, Zero very simply lost to Zhang Lingyu.

Another day passed.

Semi-finals.

After Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan presented a performance match that insulted intelligence, sending the latter into the finals, the other match that people were looking forward to finally arrived.

The favorite to win the championship, Zhang Lingyu, versus the biggest dark horse of this competition, the great scientist who was often seen on the news recently, Professor Zhuo Qingshui, Zhuo.

"Next match, Tianshi Mansion's Zhang Lingyu versus Mo Sect's Zhuo Qingshui! Begin the match!"

With the loud shout of a Tianshi Mansion Daoist acting as a referee, Shimizu and Zhang Lingyu slowly walked into the arena from the entrances on both sides.

"Professor Zhuo, please be careful. This time in the Rota Grand Tournament, Lingyu has a reason why he cannot lose. So next, Lingyu will do everything he can."

Zhang Lingyu politely clasped his hands, pinched the Zi Wu Seal internally, and bowed to Shimizu.

His Senior Brother Rongshan had spoken. If Zhang Chulan, this shameless fellow, became the Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, he and his other senior brothers would go down the mountain together.

They couldn't afford to lose that face.

So he, Zhang Lingyu, could only go all out.

This was for the thousand-year reputation of the Tianshi Mansion!

"It's okay. Just use whatever skills Real Person Lingyu has."

Shimizu held the magic weapon longsword in his right hand, smiling.

Of the people present, apart from those few centenarians, the rest shouldn't be his match.

"Then, Professor Zhuo, Lingyu will offend you!"

Zhang Lingyu immediately said with a serious expression.

In an instant, a layer of glass-like golden light enveloped Zhang Lingyu's body.

Golden Light Charm!

"Clang! ~"

A crisp and loud sword sound rang out.

In the audience, Lu Ci, who hadn't been present to watch the battle yesterday, suddenly opened his eyes, his fierce eyes looking at the Shimizu below.

The next moment, another gaze filled with baleful aura was cast at him.

"Old Lu, what's wrong?"

Wang Ai, sitting beside Lu Ci, glanced at Yue Qian and hurriedly said.

"Sorry, it's nothing."

Lu Ci cupped his fist at Yue Qian below, indicating that he had no malicious intent, and then explained:

"I just remembered the old days. It's been many years since I heard such a sword sound. In addition, Professor Zhuo's swordsmanship seems to have absorbed some of the essence of Japanese swordsmanship, so... I had a bit of a reaction."

Lu Ci said with some emotion.

Seventy years ago, the Lu family's twin stars, the eldest son Lu Ren and the second son Lu Ci, were both different people fighting on the front lines of the Anti-Japanese War. Among them, the eldest son of the Lu family died for his country in the war.

At that time, the one who killed the eldest son of the Lu family was Eita, a demon from the Hieizan Ninja group, a master swordsman wielding the demon sword Hizamaru.

Later, Eita fought against many different experts in the Ten-Man Battle of Toutian Cave. At that time, Lu Ci blew out one of this guy's eyes, was chased into the mountains and jumped off a cliff, and was finally killed by a hunter's daughter with a rusty iron firewood knife.

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"Now everyone is talking about world integration. Back then, we were also talking about learning from the strengths of others to overcome them. It's normal for young people to know some things. After all, they are from the Mo Sect, and they learn a lot of things."

Wang Ai said with a smile.

"That's why I didn't freak out. Which of the old guys here can't see how good this young man's swordsmanship is? Apart from the Mo Sect's Non-Attack Sword Technique, he also has the foundation of several other sword techniques.

Not to mention that he has made such a great contribution to the country. Although I don't know what his achievements are useful for, I know that his technology can make our missiles fly farther and more accurately. This makes it worthwhile for me to recognize him as a person. No matter how stupid foreign countries are, they would never send a bunch of technologies that they themselves don't even know in order to stuff in a spy."

Lu Ci looked at the arena below and said.

"It's you, Old Wang. People have bullied your grandson so badly. You old fox, don't you have any other ideas?"

"Old Hedgehog, I'm a fox, not an idiot. I've already figured it out. People are just curious about my Wang family's Divine Painting."

"Are you planning to pass on the Divine Painting?"

"The core part cannot be passed on to non-Wang family members."

That means the non-core part can be passed on.

Or turn people into Wang family members and then pass it on.

Lu Ci lowered his head and began to think about it.

This person will definitely be amazing in the future.

No, he's already amazing. It's better to befriend him than to offend him.

Twenty-seven years old, unmarried. Among the younger generation of the Lu family, among the unmarried girls under thirty, there are some who are quite pretty...

Huh?

Wait?

This competition below... something's wrong?

"Cough, cough cough!"

The Golden Light Charm shattered, and Zhang Lingyu's mouth bled with traces of blood, and there were many openings in his elegant white robe.

Streams of viscous black liquid flowed out from Zhang Lingyu's sleeves.

The appearance of Watery Thunder represents that Zhang Lingyu has achieved Zhang Chulan's dream - not a virgin.

This did surprise many people, and it also broke the hearts of many young female practitioners who coveted Zhang Lingyu, but what was even more surprising was on the opposite side.

A robot over two meters tall, with a silver-white body and a sci-fi design.

"I'll go! Armor Warrior, that's what it is!"

In the audience, Zhang Chulan's eyes widened in surprise.

Could it be that he will have to fight this thing in the finals?

On another platform, Zang Long's saliva was about to flow out.

"This thing is so cool..."

If he could have one, Linglong would probably think it's very cool too, right?

"Dr. Liao, does your Mo Sect actually have such methods?"

Feng Zhenghao, who was building relationships with Liao Fan, looked at the arena below in surprise.

Such a large magical artifact is worth a hundred ordinary magical artifacts, right?

But the Qi on it undoubtedly shows that it was refined by Shimizu himself.

A young alchemist who is not yet thirty years old, even if his talent is against the sky, having the previous magical sword is already amazing, and taking out such a big guy is shocking.

"Um... I haven't heard of it. Perhaps it's Senior Brother Zhuo's new research result?"

Liao Fan said uncertainly.

It's normal for the big boss senior brother to be able to cause changes in chip technology, create the era of artificial intelligence, and come up with a super magical artifact, right?

"New research result? Or..."

Feng Zhenghao pushed his glasses.

As the successor of Spirit Binding General Dispatch, he is very clear that among the Eight Wonders, there is a skill called Divine Machine Hundred Refinements.

Wang Ai, Lu Ci, Lu Jin and other older generation powerhouses who had personally experienced the Jiashen Rebellion couldn't help but think of this strange skill.

But this has nothing to do with Zhang Lingyu for the time being.

What he needs to consider is how to withstand the bombardment of this "Armor Warrior".

"Boom!"

Okay, no need to consider.

"Pfft!"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

The thick and heavy Watery Thunder, coupled with the already quite skilled Golden Light Charm, could not withstand a few blows from Platinum.

Zhang Lingyu trembled and wanted to stand up from the ground.

He didn't want to lose.

"Alright, Lingyu."

Zhang Zhiwei suddenly spoke from the stands.

The voice was not loud, but it reached every corner of the arena.

"Admit defeat, you are no match for Professor Zhuo."

"Master!"

Zhang Lingyu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his white sleeve and shouted.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "You can't hold out until Professor Zhuo's Qi is exhausted."

"But disciple still wants to try. How can I know if it will work if I don't work hard until the last moment?"

"You can't."

Shimizu decisively showed the long guns and short cannons mounted on Platinum.

Zhang Lingyu: ...

"Hey, Little Uncle-Master! Anyway, Professor Zhuo is so powerful, I definitely can't beat him either, why don't you surrender, and I'll surrender in the finals too!"

Zhang Chulan made a trumpet shape with his hands by the side of the field and shouted loudly at Zhang Lingyu.

Now that the Luo Tian Dajiao has progressed to the present, Zhang Chulan also has a basic judgment of his own strength.

Under normal circumstances, he is at most at the level of Lu Linglong. The top four is almost the limit. In an explosive state, he can indeed compete with Zhang Lingyu in a short period of time when he activates Watery Thunder, but the chances of winning may not be that great.