Chapter 1796: The third battle against the opponent, Monk Moda!

Chapter 1796

When the two great immortals Qingyuan and Haihe secretly reached a deal.

On the fighting stage.

The Immortal with the Sword has climbed up again, and the wounds on his body left by the three swords are healing themselves within sight of the naked eye.

His face was pale and he looked at Chu Jing with lingering fear.

He was certain.

If he had not admitted defeat in time in the battle just now, as Chu Jing approached, death would surely be waiting for him!

It was precisely because of this that, driven by the desire to survive, he chose to surrender!

In fact, for a competitive person like him, surrendering on the fighting stage is a very humiliating thing!

For example, when he was defeated in battles with Moda Lingseng and other powerful men on the Taixian List, it was not because he surrendered voluntarily, but because he was exhausted in the battle, almost collapsed and fainted, and was therefore declared the loser by the referee.

This was the first time in Hengdao Xianren's life that he surrendered. He felt aggrieved and unwilling in his heart.

However, when he saw Chu Jing’s expressionless face, his heart was filled with admiration again: “Saint Son Wu Shi, I thought you were pure and good-looking, just a pretty boy whose strength overshadowed his fame. But just now when the Star-Breaking Knife slashed into your body, your face showed no expression at all… It completely refreshed my three views. I know that you are a super ruthless person, definitely more ruthless than me, Sun Wuming…”

"When facing other guys who have defeated me, I can still be unwilling to admit defeat, thinking that if I work hard at cultivation, I will still have a chance to defeat them in the future! But facing you? I don't have any confidence at all! You can defeat me even though your realm is lower than mine right now. Once you reach the same realm as me, I will be more than a match for you with just one move."

At this point, Hengdao Immortal smiled bitterly, but there was also a hint of determination in his smile: "But Saint Wu Shi, even if I can't be your opponent in the future, I won't give up chasing you! I hope I can have a chance to fight you next time."

Chu Jing nodded calmly, "I would also like to fight with you more if I have the chance."

As the ninth on the Taixian List, Hengdao Immortal is quite powerful.

After this duel with him, Chu Jing also had a deeper understanding of his own strength and the application of the latest magic.

In general.

Fighting against the Hengdao Immortal will help you improve yourself a lot, so why not do it?

"Thank you!"

Hengdao Immortal clasped his fists, then walked to the edge of the fighting platform and clasped his fists towards Deputy Sect Master Hengwu: "Thank you, Deputy Sect Master, for helping me!"

If not for the prior notification from Deputy Sect Leader Hengwu.

Chu Jing might beat him up.

He felt that he could survive thanks to the help of this "idol".

"It doesn't matter."

Immortal Hengwu shook his head, then suddenly looked at Immortal Hengdao solemnly and asked, "Are you willing to join our sect?"

"Ok?"

Hengdao Immortal was startled, then realized something. "Master Deputy Sect Leader, am I really lucky enough to... become your disciple?"

"Ever since my foolish disciple died in battle, I have never thought of training a successor again. But after seeing you, I have this thought again. I know that you are free and easy, and have the experience of being a casual cultivator. But you must know that although the fairy world is vast, the resources are extremely limited. After all, casual cultivators fight alone and cannot obtain massive cultivation resources. If you want to become a spiritual immortal or a golden immortal, joining a sect is a must."

The usually cold and taciturn Deputy Sect Leader Hengwu was obviously very satisfied with the Immortal Hengdao and did not hesitate to persuade him.

The immortal with the sword was excited: "If the deputy sect leader doesn't mind, I am willing to take you as my master!"

"Yes! Sure, you can follow me from now on! But your Taoist name is too difficult to pronounce. I always find it weird. How about changing it to Tian Dao?"

Deputy Sect Leader Hengwu had a smile on his face.

"Heavenly Sword? Sure, sure!"

The immortal with the sword in his hand's eyes lit up and he nodded continuously.

"Very good, you can go down. I will come to find you after this meeting is over."

Deputy Sect Leader Hengwu waved his hand, and Tiandao Immortal's face turned ecstatic. When he flew to Tianshan, there was still a gleam in his eyes.

Because their communication was rather secretive.

Therefore, the guests on Tianshan Mountain did not know the specific situation.

"Heng Dao, when you lost to me last time, didn't you look bitter and resentful, as if you wanted to kill me? Why can you still laugh today?"

Looking at the expression of Hengdao Immortal, Moda Lingseng was incredulous.

"Bald donkey, from now on you have to call me Tian Dao!"

Tiandao Immortal held his chest high, confidence showing on his face, he didn't look like a loser at all.

"Tian Dao? You changed your name? When did it happen?"

Monk Moda found it hard to understand.

However, Yu Ling Taixian's gaze fell on Heng Wu Xianren outside the fighting arena, and then quickly fell back on Tian Dao Xianren, and said in surprise: "You have already become a disciple of Heng Wu Xianren?"

"what!"

Monk Moda stared, looking left and right, becoming more and more incredulous: "Tian Dao, what Yu Ling said can't be true, right?"

"Absolutely true!"

Tian Dao Immortal did not deny it. "Master said that he would train me as his successor in the future. With his resources and help, I may be able to break through to the spiritual immortal in no time. When the time comes, you two can wait for my challenge!"

"Oh my god! What kind of shit luck do you have? You were beaten to a pulp by the Saint of Wu Shi, but you turned a disaster into a blessing and attracted the attention of the Immortal Heng Wu? I envy you so much!"

The monk Moda screamed loudly.

Yu Ling Taixian was not concerned about this matter. His eyes fell on Chu Jing and became extremely serious.

He originally thought that this sect mission could be completed easily.

But now it seems that things are not that simple.

The Holy Son Wu Shi first killed Gu Yu and then defeated the Heng Dao Immortal.

With such a record, it shouldn't be a problem for Yu Ling Taixian to replicate it.

As the sixth on the Taixian list, he is actually much stronger than Gu Yuhengdao Xianren.

But the biggest problem is.

Chu Jing was only at the eighth level when he completed such a winning streak!

He, Yu Ling, is at the peak of the Taixian realm!

One foot has already stepped into the spiritual fairy level!

Let’s make a horizontal comparison.

For the first time, Yu Ling Taixian felt that his talent had been killed instantly.

That feeling is not very pleasant.

"Yu Ling, do you want to go?"

After some noisy shouting, Monk Moda noticed the expression of Immortal Yu Ling and asked softly.

"What about you?"

Yu Ling Taixian did not rush to answer, but asked.

"I……"

Monk Moda scratched his bald head, a little hesitant, "I really want to go up and defeat the Son of Beginning! After all, when he won just now, I secretly saw Fairy Su Ya's expression, not to mention how much admiration she had for him. This is undoubtedly heartbreaking for me, but what I'm afraid of is that after I go on stage, I won't be a match for the Son of Beginning, and I'll follow in the old footsteps of Gu Yu and Tian Dao, and become a stepping stone for the Son of Beginning!"

Yu Ling Taixian said expressionlessly: "So are you going to go up or not?"

"Is it okay to go up..."

Monk Moda had a miserable look on his face, and he kept murmuring these three words as if he was reciting scriptures.

"Bald donkey, with your cowardly look, you definitely wouldn't dare to go up and fight with the Son of the Beginningless Saint!"

The Heavenly Sword Immortal looked disdainful upon seeing this.

"Asshole! Who said I don't dare to go up? I will go up today to prove myself and give you a slap in the face!"

Monk Moda rolled up his sleeves, looking very unhappy.

Tian Dao Immortal didn't take it seriously and continued to cross his arms with an expression as if he was watching a show.

Monk Moda became even angrier, but when he looked up and saw the stunning Chu Jing on the platform, his passion turned into hesitation.

then.

He turned his head and looked at Yu Ling Tai Xian: "Yu Ling, aren't you in a hurry to complete the sect mission? How about you go first?"

"Hahaha!"

The Heavenly Sword Immortal laughed with disdain.

Yu Ling Taixian shook his head and said, "If I go up, it will be meaningless for you to go up."

"Why?"

Monk Moda pretended to be stupid.

"I am ranked higher than you in the Great Immortal Ranking, and my strength is definitely greater than yours. If the Saint of Wu Shi can beat me, it means that his strength is definitely greater than yours. What's the point of you going up again? In addition, if I can defeat the Saint of Wu Shi, even if you defeat him next time on the stage, you will still be behind me and completely lose your deterrent power and pioneering spirit, and you will not leave a good impression on Fairy Su Ya..."

When Yu Ling Taixian said this, Tian Dao Xianren immediately shouted, "Alright, bald donkey, if you keep procrastinating, you are no longer a man! Go and fight with Wu Shi Sheng Zi and prove your strength!"

Hearing all this, the monk Moda sighed and said, "If that's the case, I'll just do it with reluctance! After all, since I'm here, I can't just leave without doing anything..."

After he finished speaking, his eyes fixed on Chu Jing on the fighting stage.

"Whoosh!"

next second.

His body suddenly appeared on the fighting stage.

"Ok?"

At the same time, Chu Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the "opponent" who suddenly appeared.

"You are the eighth on the Great Immortal Ranking, the Moda Spirit Monk?"

Chu Jing asked calmly.

"Haha! I didn't expect that the famous Saint of Wu Shi had heard of me! This is an honor for me! I hope that Saint of Wu Shi can show some mercy and let me lose without shame..."

Moda Lingseng spoke with a playful smile, completely different from his previous nervous, timid and weak image.

"Fellow Daoist Moda is too modest! With your strength, you may be able to defeat me soon."

Chu Jing spoke calmly, feeling the injuries on his body and the amount of internal energy stored in his body.

Eventually, he came to a conclusion.

Right now, I am only 60% away from my peak state.

Even if I give myself some time to recover, I can only recover 70% or 80%...

Return to peak?

At least not in one day.

It is impossible to do this even if you take pills!

after all.

One's own body and sea of ​​consciousness are extremely vast.

The amount of Xuan Qi that can be stored is also astonishing!

This huge amount of profound energy cannot be restored in a short time!

"If my guess is correct, the strength of this Modada Spirit Monk should be even better than that of Hengdao Immortal... I did defeat Hengdao Immortal just now, but it was actually a very narrow victory. With this comparison, I think the probability of defeating this Modada Spirit Monk with my current strength is extremely low..."

At this moment, Chu Jing remained calm on the surface, but his mind was actually full of thoughts. He also made up his mind: "If this is the case, if I want to ensure the winning streak, I must change myself..."

With this in mind, he looked at the monk Moda solemnly and said, "Daoyou Moda, can you give me a quarter of an hour to recover?!"

"A quarter of an hour to recover?!" Monk Moda was puzzled. What was the Son of the Beginning planning to do with this quarter of an hour? To recover? But a quarter of an hour was like a snap of the fingers for an immortal. It was impossible to recover much.

What on earth is going on!?