Chapter 95 Fight Zheng Fa never thought that his first lesson in Jiushan Sect would be to learn how to fight in a group. This situation was difficult for Zheng Fa to understand - it completely exceeded his expectations of the intensity of the competition between the two branches of Jiushan Sect, and it was also difficult to understand why the top leaders of Jiushan Sect would allow such a situation to happen. He had heard that there was some discord between the two branches of the Jiushan Sect, but he had never expected that it would come to the point where they would fight as soon as they met. Brother Zhuang would start a fight with someone if he just stood outside for a while. Han Qi seemed to be used to it. He stood in front of the hall, his face excited, stretched out his right arm and swung it in the air, and said loudly to the others in the room: "We are from the same lineage. Can you see Senior Brother Zhuang fighting alone?" "cannot!" "Well, fellow apprentices, follow me to help!" After saying that, he rushed towards the battlefield where Senior Brother Zhuang was with great vigor and confidence. As he bravely moved forward, half of the people in the room ran out, especially the old disciples, who were very familiar with the route. They took out talismans as they walked, and even had excited smiles on their faces.
It seemed that some disciples had come from the opposite side as well. How could I describe the expressions on their faces? It felt like I came to class just for this moment of relief. Zheng Fa did not move. He looked around in the room, mainly observing the fierceness of the battle. If he really gets angry, he can only go to Senior Sister Zhang to ask for help. But after watching for a long time, Zheng Fa was sure that this was a fierce and united fight. How to describe it? The special effects are good and the losses are minimal. It's loud, not very powerful. The two brothers used all their skills in the fight but also knew when to stop, which ensured the excitement of the game while not harming the personal safety of the participants. Zheng Fa understood immediately. This group of people fighting in the Fufa Pavilion was probably just a routine - they were almost showing off their skills and friendship. The most important thing is that none of them used any lethal spells. Those who did not go out with him were all new disciples. They had not expected such a thing to happen suddenly and were a little at a loss. The more important reason is that these people are not stupid. They know that with their limited skills, they will only be a hindrance if they join in the fun. Zheng Fa thought about it, took out a piece of talisman paper, picked up the pen and started drawing the talisman. He drew a water prison talisman, and then all the spiritual energy in his body was consumed. After all, he only had such a weak spiritual power, and most of it was consumed by practicing the Golden Armor Talisman. He placed the water prison talisman in his sleeve and began to meditate on the spot. The others watched his actions, looked at each other, and took out talisman papers and began to sharpen their guns, no, to make guns. Only after his magic power had recovered about 10% did Zheng Fa walk out of the room and rush towards the battlefield. …… The sky above the Talisman Pavilion was filled with dancing lights caused by talismans flying across the sky, and human figures were flying around below, fighting back and forth in an intense manner.
When he looked again, he saw Senior Brother Zhuang being beaten. He was really being beaten, Zheng Fa just saw it clearly, when it comes to swinging... in terms of talismans, Senior Brother Zhuang is not inferior to the senior brother on the opposite side. But Brother Zhuang has one biggest disadvantage—he has too many stupid teammates. Mainly those new disciples who rushed out with Han Qi. Just now, Zheng Fa discovered that on this day of discussing talismans, there were about twenty new disciples who came to Senior Brother Zhuang's side - more than half of the new disciples of the Jiushan Sect. It makes sense. Senior Sister Zhang is famous, so naturally she attracted a large number of new disciples. If it were normal times, having more people would certainly be a good thing, but not at this time. The group of people were so inspired by Han Qi's two words that they shouted and followed him forward. But when he got to the battlefront, he realized that he had no other purpose except being a target. Not only did these people fail to help Senior Brother Zhuang, but they became a burden to him instead. As for the other side, although it seemed that there were fewer people, the number of new disciples was actually smaller, and the number of old disciples was two more. With this increase and decrease, their disadvantage became more obvious. Zheng Fa saw Brother Zhuang holding a golden armor talisman, standing in front of a somewhat confused new disciple, and took a hit from the withered vine talisman for him. It was not enough to block with his body, he also added a golden armor to another new disciple who was standing there at a loss. He is mainly responsible for both offense and defense, and looks very busy. Seeing this, Zheng Fa shouted loudly, "Those who don't have talismans in their hands, step back!" After hearing this, the new disciples, who were a bit like headless flies, finally woke up from the confusion and started running back. At this time, other new disciples who had drawn talismans in the room also ran out. Although the talismans in their hands had just been drawn, they were few in number and small in power. But they were also a fresh force that quickly helped Senior Brother Zhuang's side stabilize the situation. Zheng Fa did not rush forward, but squatted behind the crowd. Then, he saw a familiar and wretched figure squatting in front of him, looking forward with his head leaning forward. "...Weren't you running pretty fast just now?" He looked at Han Qi, his face full of confusion. You shouted so loudly and rushed forward so fiercely just now, I thought you were going to lead the way. So you're squatting here? "Ahem..." Han Qi straightened up, his face slightly red. "This... you are new here and don't understand. This is my strategy! We are obviously at a disadvantage. I can only look for opportunities and wait for the opponent to reveal a flaw. Then I will rush out with a surprise attack and settle the battle!" "Really?" Zheng Fa looked at him suspiciously. "Of course!" Han Qi raised his head and said, "No, Junior Brother, why are you here too?" "Look for an opportunity to fight, wait for the enemy to show a flaw, then attack with surprise force!" "..."
Zheng Fazhen was not mocking Han Qi. He only has one talisman in his hand, so of course he has to wait for the right opportunity before throwing it. At this time, Senior Brother Zhuang had managed to make up for a slight disadvantage, but he was still at a disadvantage. Zheng Fa understood clearly—Senior Brother Zhuang had no talisman left. Especially the defensive talismans like the Golden Armor Talisman, he had just used several of them to protect these new disciples, and now he was probably stretched to the limit. Without the defensive ability, Senior Brother Zhuang was restrained. On the other hand, the brother on the opposite side gradually took control of the fight and became more comfortable with it. This scene made Zheng Fa deeply realize that having no money means having no confidence, which is an absolute truth in any world... As the reserve of talismans gradually ran out, Zheng Fa saw that Senior Brother Zhuang was already showing signs of defeat - the opponent's senior brother threw out a water prison talisman, and Senior Brother Zhuang no longer had any talismans to block this attack. Sure enough, Senior Brother Zhuang was wrapped in a huge column of water. The water column seemed to be extremely sticky and entangled Senior Brother Zhuang, making him unable to move at all. He could only lose strength while struggling. The other senior brother couldn't help but smile. His hand holding the talisman gradually loosened, and the golden armor protecting his body gradually disappeared - after all, a golden armor talisman is quite expensive. He asked Brother Zhuang, who was lying limp on the ground, with a little pride: "Junior brother, how does this water prison talisman taste?" A similar stream of water answered him. After the water column disappeared, he fell to the ground, looked around in surprise and shouted, "Which senior brother shot someone from behind?" Seeing that no one answered, he gritted his teeth and said to Senior Brother Zhuang: "Mr. Zhuang, are you using your numbers to bully the minority?" Senior Brother Zhuang was confused: "I...I didn't..." "You call yourself a gentleman, yet you resort to such despicable means! Ugh!" This senior brother was probably very angry and started scolding everyone he caught. "I really didn't!" "Who placed that Xuan-grade water prison talisman just now?" "..." "Junior brother, why don't you answer?" Han Qi, who was standing beside Zheng Fa, asked him with a strange look on his face. "He didn't call me." "?" "He calls me senior brother, and I am his junior brother, so don't mix up the hierarchy." "..." Looking at Senior Brother Zhuang who was lying on the ground, being scolded without being able to fight back, he was confused and puzzled, and his confusion was filled with a hint of self-doubt. Han Qi pursed his lips and said dryly: "Junior brother, I admit that I was a little presumptuous on the boat..."
…… "What are you waiting for?" A streak of light flashed in the sky outside the Fufa Pavilion, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in black appeared in front of Zheng Fa and the others. A few brothers came running out of the gate, panting. "It's over! Uncle Master from the Discipline Hall!" Han Qi on the side whispered. "Discipline Hall?" Zheng Fa was stunned: "Does our Jiushan Sect prohibit private fighting?" This is a bit outrageous. Everyone is so skilled at playing, is it illegal to do this? "That's not the case. As long as no one gets hurt, it doesn't violate the rules." Han Qi explained, "It's just that the head of the Discipline Hall is Master Pang, so we often suffer losses." Got it. The other party called me. "What about us?" "Senior Sister Zhang's master, Master Huang, is in charge of the General Affairs Pavilion." Zheng Fa thought of the middle-aged man who was very polite in the General Affairs Office. Only then did I understand the reason - it turned out that they were really family. As soon as the middle-aged Taoist priest landed, he first looked to see if any of the disciples on both sides were injured. There was one: one of Zheng Fa's disciples was too excited and rushed too hard, so he sprained his ankle. But due to the old disciple's rich experience in fighting and the new disciple's weak skills in the art of talismans, the result of the fight was perfect overall - it could basically be said to be a fight in vain. "Can someone tell me why you two fought?" The middle-aged Taoist priest did not let the matter go lightly, but said with a serious face: "These new disciples have just joined the sect, and it is time to teach them well. As senior brothers, how can you two set a good example by acting like this?" Senior Brother Zhuang lowered his head in silence and said nothing. It was the senior brother on the opposite side who spoke up: "I didn't say anything. I just asked about a junior brother's situation, and was scolded by this junior brother Zhuang." "And then you started fighting?" "Yes, I just said a few more words, and Junior Brother Zhuang took action." "Report to Uncle Master." Senior Brother Zhuang couldn't help but say, "Senior Brother Li's words and actions are outrageous. His words and deeds even insult the innocence of Senior Sister Zhang and that junior brother..." "That's not the reason for you to take action!" The uncle from the Discipline Hall interrupted him and asked, "Which fellow disciple made you defend him like this?" Senior Brother Zhuang pursed his lips and said nothing. Senior Brother Li, however, spoke as if he was making a complaint, "It was Junior Brother Zheng Fa." "That Zheng Fa?" A look of realization flashed across the face of the uncle from the Discipline Hall.
Zheng Fa was stunned and looked at Senior Brother Zhuang. He didn't expect that this man was attacking because of him. At this time, the uncle master from the Discipline Hall probably also figured out who Zheng Fa was, and looked at him with a rather unfriendly look. Zheng Fa couldn't tell how much of this was the dispute between the two clans, and how much was due to this fight. And many of them are because they have heard of his talent. Just when the uncle was about to say something to Zheng Fa with a gloomy face, a voice familiar to Zheng Fa rang out: "I want to hear what this junior brother said about me." Zheng Fa looked behind him and saw the pretty figure of Senior Sister Zhang standing behind him, just blocking the mouth of his uncle who seemed about to scold him. Well, his face looked a little depressed. (End of this chapter)