"Unless it's a weak spot attack!"
As this person's voice sounded, Xiaopang's mind also had the same answer. You know, although Wu Tu Shen Jia is considered a very strong defensive Taoist technique among the innate level disciples, in fact, it is still a low-level Taoist technique and is not as good as the eyes of high-level cultivators. The biggest disadvantage of this Taoist technique is that it is not perfect, and the defensive power of the whole body is not completely consistent. Some places are weak, and some places are strong.
However, these strengths and weaknesses can be converted to each other. Everyone will adjust according to their own habits, and even after performing it, they can temporarily switch according to the situation on the spot. And these things are personal secrets, and even the closest people will not tell them, so it is extremely difficult for outsiders to know.
Theoretically, it is not impossible to detect the weakness. For the Wu Earth Divine Armor, if it is a cultivator at the Nascent Soul level, it can use its powerful spiritual sense to completely spy on its state. But for someone at Miss Shui Jing's level, it is almost impossible.
However, this almost impossible thing actually happened. Combined with Miss Shui Jing's performance in the battle just now, Xiaopang was immediately surprised and deduced a shocking conclusion that this Miss Shui Jing might really have the ability to predict the future.
How should he deal with such a strange opponent? When Xiaopang thought of this question, he couldn't help but get caught up in it and no longer had the heart to watch the rest of the competition. He then went straight back to his Youyun Cottage and sat in the yard, thinking stupidly.
Xiaopang's most powerful attack methods now are the three kinds of divine thunder: Bing Fire, Wu Earth, and Kui Water. However, although the divine thunder is powerful, it is useless if it can't hit anyone. For other people, he can also use unexpected sneak attacks, or release several special techniques to make the divine thunder turn in the air, and so on. But facing Miss Shui Jing, his divine thunder is still in his hand, and she knows the direction and means of his attack, whether dodging or blocking with magic, it is easy. I am afraid that even if I throw all my divine thunder, I can't hurt the other party at all. How can I fight such an opponent?
Is it that he can only rely on the all-round defense of the big iron bell, cover himself on the ground, and fight against the opponent? But after all, he is a disciple of the Nascent Soul cultivator, and no one knows what other means he has. If she can find a way to break the black iron shell of his precious bell and reveal the real treasure inside, it will be very bad, right? He doesn't want to expose the super magic weapon that is obviously not an ordinary item so early, it might cause trouble!
Just when the little fat man was thinking undecided, a purple stream of light suddenly flew from the sky, and then a mighty cloud-walking tiger with wings landed. Then Hongying jumped down from the top, ran over to Xiaopang excitedly and said, "Brother Fatty, I've been promoted, what about you?"
"Hehe, of course I made the cut too!" Xiaopang said with a nonchalant smile.
"Really? Who is the fat brother playing against?" Hong Ying asked hurriedly.
"I don't know!" Xiaopang shrugged.
"Tch, fat brother is lying. You don't even know who you're fighting with, how can you advance!" Hong Ying said reluctantly.
"It's true!" Xiaopang smiled bitterly: "My opponent gave up before he even came on the court. I don't even know who he is!"
"Wow, how come you are so lucky! There are still people who have abstained from such an important competition, and yet they are all met by you!" Hong Ying said curiously.
"Good luck?" After hearing this, Xiaopang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He could only smile bitterly and said, "Oh my God, I would rather not have this kind of good luck!"
"What's wrong?" Hong Ying asked curiously, "Are you still unhappy that they gave up?"
"In our group of eight, six of them abstained. Don't you think this is strange?" Xiaopang said with a wry smile.
"Huh? Why are there so many people abstaining?" Hong Ying said immediately in surprise.
"Because there was a pervert who hacked his opponent to pieces with just one strike of the sword. Then she threatened us arrogantly, saying that whoever fights her will suffer the same fate!" Fatty shrugged helplessly and said, "They came to participate in the competition to advance to the top ten, but to achieve this goal they have to fight that pervert, and if they fight that guy they will be hacked to pieces by him! Those people obviously didn't have the confidence to make it through that stage, so they all gave up! I won without a fight under such circumstances!"
"Only the elite disciples of the inner sect can do this. Fatty is in group three. So, the pervert you are talking about should be that bitch Mu Zirong?" Hong Ying figured it out quickly.
"Yes, it's her!" Xiaopang shrugged and said, "Do you still think I'm lucky?"
"Oh my, your luck is probably not good, it's terrible!" Hong Ying immediately said worriedly: "Mu Zirong's abilities are nothing special, but her Qingying Sword is powerful. Last time I sparred with her, I was almost suffocated by her. But I managed to survive and didn't let her take advantage of me!"
"What?" After hearing this, Xiao Pang was immediately surprised and asked, "Your cultivation is one level lower than hers, and you can still tie with her?"
"Of course, there's nothing strange about that!" Hong Ying said disdainfully: "In fact, she was never my opponent at all, it's just that her flying sword is better than mine. If I had a flying sword of the same level as Qingying Sword, we wouldn't be even!"
"What? You mean, you used a magic weapon-level flying sword and were able to tie with Mu Zirong who used the Qingying Divine Sword?" Xiaopang asked in surprise.
"Yes!" Hong Ying said proudly, "In fact, many of the four Xuantian beauties rumored outside are just shams who surpass their peers only by relying on the power of magic weapons. Their real abilities are not much better than others. But despite this, they are all so arrogant, especially Mu Zirong and the other two idiots. It's disgusting!"
"The other two? Who are they?" Xiaopang asked hurriedly.
"One is called Jade-faced Little White Dragon, and the other is called Peerless Sword God!" Hong Ying then said with disgust: "Oh my God, they are just worthless, but they are given such nicknames. It really makes me sick!"
Xiao Pang scratched his head and suddenly said, "But I heard that these two guys are loved by their elders and have good talents. They are both geniuses that are rarely seen in a century, right?"
"Tsk, they have good talents, but they are lazy, don't practice diligently, and are particularly arrogant! How can they become useful?" Hong Ying said disdainfully: "Do you know? When I just came out of retreat, I don't know what these two guys were thinking, they insisted on sparring with me. Seeing that I didn't use a good flying sword, they took the initiative to give up their magic weapon-level flying swords and fight me with ordinary magic weapons. Guess what the result was?"
"Oh." Looking at Hong Ying's smirk, Xiao Pang couldn't help but feel sad for the two. He then asked cautiously, "Did they make a fool of themselves?"