As the bald young man's eyes opened and closed, his clear eyes seemed as pure as water, but there was an indescribable attraction that seemed to suck all his mind into his eyes and make people confused.

There was even an illusion, as if the other party's body was emitting light, like a god, making people feel worshipful. This feeling shocked Wang Baole's mind, and his cultivation in his body instantly moved, and the seed turned slightly at this moment. When it flowed all over his body, Wang Baole himself did not notice that a purple light flashed through his pupils!

This purple light was the strange light formed by him after absorbing the purple light in Lingxi Township and fusing with the seed. At the moment, the bald young man sitting cross-legged in meditation suddenly let out a light sigh. His originally calm and elegant expression also changed at this moment. He was slightly moved and showed his interest when he looked at Wang Baole.

As his expression changed, the shocking power formed before immediately became unstable and dissipated, causing his body to tremble, as if Lu Zihao, who could not control his steps forward, trembled all over, as if he had woken up from a dream, his expression was horrified and his breath was rapid.

"What kind of magic is this!" Lu Zihao lost his voice, his eyes showing vigilance and shock.

Without caring about Lu Zihao's reaction, the bald young man turned his head slightly, his posture seemed to have a kind of nobleness in his bones. The guard beside him was obviously the contestant of the Wu Pavilion this time. He immediately bent down and listened, nodded for a moment, got up and walked towards Lu Zihao until he stood in the center of the convergence point, raised his arm, waved to Lu Zihao, as if he was inviting a fight!

Lu Zihao's expression changed. He looked at the bald young man with fear, then looked at Wang Baole, with a look of asking for help. Even if he was proud, he would immediately put it away. He knew that this battle was extremely difficult and the other party was too strong. In his heart, Wang Baole was as strong as he could, so he instinctively asked for help.

"There are guards? Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?" Wang Baole frowned and snorted coldly. He couldn't stand the bald young man's posture just now. At the same time, he also felt the pressure on this person. He was the strongest among the opponents he had encountered, so he sat cross-legged and spoke lightly.

"Zihao, but the battle is okay. This is your big competition! One fight, one win, one lose, and the winner is your business, but two fights, one, and you have to ask me whether Wang Baole agrees or not!"

When Lu Zihao heard Wang Baole's words, he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he was not in dealing with Wang Baole and didn't like him, at this moment, Wang Baole's words made his heart stabilize a lot. After looking up at the purple-armored monk who was waving to him, Lu Zihao's eyes burst into war, and he roared and rushed forward suddenly.

He was so fast that as soon as he approached, he immediately took the Flying Snow Sword around and broke through the air while he was making a move. The talisman paper was swung out by him and turned into a magic roar. The purple-armored monk showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth. When he stepped on his right foot, he immediately stepped on his spiritual energy, and suddenly it burst out from his feet like a storm, and headed straight for Lu Zihao.

Lu Zihao obviously has more advantages in flexibility and speed. He avoided it in a flash and took action again.

For a moment, the two of them fought directly between the intersection point.

In this battle, even though Wang Baole did not release the fireworks, it still attracted the attention and gaze of federal officials, military, and Piaomiao Taoist Court in the high altitude stands.

"Is he the disciple of that person?" In the military stands, General Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly and his eyes fell on the bald young man.

"This person's name is Li Wuchen, and he is the only personal disciple of the Supreme Elder of Piaomiao Taoist Court. His origin and archives are not visible to me." Zhou Lu, who was beside him, whispered.

"Of course you can't see... He is twenty years old this year..." General Zhou's eyes showed deepness, and gradually there was a cold light in his pupils, but he was quickly forced to suppress his body. He silently recited the name of the bald young man several times in his heart, and remained silent.

At the same time, federal officials also looked at the bald young man, obviously knowing the other party's teacher, but there were not many strange changes like General Zhou, and at most they were only concerned about it.

But in Piaomiao Taoist Court, all the elders in the face of this bald young man showed complex expressions. Even the middle-aged man in red robe was like this. In the deepest part of his eyes, there was a flash of cold light in the places where outsiders could not see it.

At this moment, as the roar echoed, Wang Baole and the bald young man were sitting cross-legged, looking at each other, as if confronting each other. After a while, Wang Baole felt a little bored and coughed.

"Senior brother, what do you always think of me?"

"I'm looking at your past and present life." The bald young man spoke lightly.

When Wang Baole heard this sentence, his expression became strange and he felt that this person was sick.

At this moment, at the convergence point, Lu Zihao's fight with the purple-armored monk became more and more intense, and Lu Zihao was obviously at a disadvantage. After all, he was obviously not as profound and rich as the purple-armored monk in terms of cultivation and practical experience.

He was about to lose, but at this moment, the purple-armored monk suddenly retreated, his body shook, and suddenly returned to the bald young man, clasped his fists and bowed to Lu Zihao.

"You and I draw!"

Lu Zihao was stunned. Just as he was about to speak, the bald young man sitting cross-legged suddenly showed a strange look in his eyes. He raised his chin slightly, looked at Wang Baole, and spoke softly.

"So now, let's compare!"

Lu Zihao breathed rapidly. He looked at the bald young man and then at Wang Baole. Even if he reacted slowly, he understood that the target of the other two was not himself at all, but Wang Baole!

He even suspected that the other party was very likely to know what method Wang Baole had used to assist him, so he came to participate in the war. There was no doubt that his background must be good, so that he could finally meet Wang Baole and engage in this battle!

Thinking of this, Lu Zihao's eyes were complicated, but he didn't say much, but returned to Wang Baole and remained silent.

Wang Baole looked up at the bald young man. In fact, the first time he saw the other person before, he felt this way, as if the other person was sitting there just to wait for him.

But this matter was a bit inexplicable, so Wang Baole didn't think much about it, but the other party's obvious actions and words made him unable to help but speak.

"Do we know each other?"

"The master said there are a few people who have great potential. I asked me to ask them to support them together. You are one of them, but I think it's average, but I'm considering giving you a chance, so I'll come to you to test it!" The bald young man looked up and said lightly, as if he had a momentum, which was revealed from him when he spoke.

"Can you speak well? Can you not show off?" Wang Baole seemed speechless and raised his hand to pat his forehead, but the moment he raised his hand, he did not slap his forehead, but suddenly hit the earth.

With a bang, his figure rose up like a cunning rabbit with the help of a slap, like an arrow from the string, and instantly seemed to stick to the ground and headed straight for the bald young man.

All of this was smooth and smooth, and it was even more neat and neat. At this moment, Wang Baole also unfolded without reservation, making him seem to fly, and his cultivation level exploded in full swing. A spiritual storm was storm around his body. From a distance, his momentum was amazing. He approached in the blink of an eye and grabbed it.

All this was too fast, and the bald young man was stunned, obviously not reacting, but the guard beside him, the purple-armored monk, seemed to be the meaning of life to protect Li Wuchen. He was good at practical combat and always paid attention to Wang Baole's actions. In this slightest, his expression changed and directly blocked him.

The roar suddenly aroared, and the purple-armored monk's body shook wildly, his expression showed horror, and blood spilled out of the corners of his mouth and retreated dejectedly, but his blocking still played a little role, which made Wang Baole's speed slower.

The bald young man breathed quickly. With the help of this slight time, his body quickly retreated as Wang Baole approached, avoiding Wang Baole's whistling past him, and even lifted his right hand and pressed Wang Baole from the air.

Suddenly, a loud roar was heard between the two of them, and a powerful force suddenly burst out, causing Wang Baole's figure who wanted to rush away again to take a few steps back, showing regret in his eyes.

"The reaction is quite fast, but two against one is not considered a hero."

"You are shameless, you are attacking!" The bald young man said angrily, unable to calm down at this moment, and quickly retreated.

"Finally stop showing off?" Wang Baole glared.

All the people who saw this scene in the sky stands were full of glory, especially General Zhou and the red-robed monk, who were even more glorious.

"good!"

But Zhou Lu seemed very dissatisfied and muttered.

"This is a sneak attack, not glorious!"
Chapter completed!