My Projections Are All the Roots of the Holy Spirit Chapter 61

Chapter 61 I refuse

Zixia City, somewhere in a mansion villa.

A tall young man was holding a tablet and watching a game video.

His eyes are quite small, and when he squints to look at people, he has a sharp look.

The door opened and a middle-aged man walked in slowly.

The young man raised his head and said, "Dad, you are here."

The faces of the two people are very similar, but the middle-aged man's face is weathered and looks quite old.

"Haoquan, are you still watching that video?"

Li Haoquan lowered his head slightly and said, "Yes."

"how?"

Li Haoquan was silent for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I am no match for him."

The middle-aged man was Li Haoquan's father, Li Feiwen, who held an important position in Zixia City. He sighed and said: "Yes, it is indeed impossible for anyone in your generation, except Jin Languang, to defeat Chen Mufa. "

Students say it innately, just because they have a good reputation and are recognized as having great potential.

But potential is potential. Unless you are a genius like Jin Languang, before your potential is transformed into immediate combat power, you still can't beat those veteran innates.

Li Haoquan took a step forward and said, "Dad, I heard that this person will also participate in the invitational competition tomorrow."

Li Feiwen said helplessly: "It's strange, this Xu Jun jumped out of a crack in the rock. Hey, I set up this trap carefully, but I didn't even notice that there was this flaw."

Li Haoquan said sternly: "I am not willing to give in. Dad, the Tongmai Pill belongs to me. Without the Tongmai Pill, I would never be able to successfully open the sky."

The Xiantian-level students in No. 1 Middle School have a number close to two palms.

Apart from Jin Languang, Li Haoquan's strength is also one of the best among the remaining people.

Therefore, Li Feiwen borrowed the power of No. 1 Middle School to promote this invitational tournament together.

According to his plan, Li Haoquan's own strength, coupled with the special equipment he prepared for his son for this competition, victory is almost certain.

But unexpectedly, just as the game was about to begin, I got unexpected news.

Xu Jun, who was in Grade 3, actually defeated Chen Mufa from the military in the big exam.

After getting the game video, the father and his son knew that this time they were really in trouble.

The middle-aged man pondered for a moment and said, "Don't worry, I have already made arrangements."

"What arrangement?" Li Haoquan asked excitedly.

"I asked someone to go over, hoping that Xu Jun would give up the game."

Li Haoquan looked strange and said: "How is it possible? As long as you are a warrior, you cannot give up."

The first place reward is the Tongmai Pill, which is a treasure that opens the sky, and no aspiring innate can give up.

The middle-aged man said coldly: "If he refuses, then... I have no choice but to apologize. I set up this situation, and I cannot allow others to pick peaches."

Li Haoquan's heart moved slightly and said: "Dad, who did you find? Is it reliable?"

"Brother Yang Qiming."

"Ah, they... are immortal cultivators. How did you convince them?"

"It's true that they are immortal cultivators, but after all, they are still just students and have not practiced for a long time. Therefore, they still have mortal relatives who they value in the city." Li Feiwen said lightly: "We have been friends for ten years, and we have made a promise today. Alas, Pity…"

Li Haoquan's eyes flickered.

It's a pity that ten years of friendship were wasted.

As long as I can get the Tongmai Pill and transform into an immortal, then everything can be sacrificed for me.

After school, Xu Jun tidied up, said hello to Fang Jian, and then walked towards the martial arts gym.

Recently, because his qi and blood have reached the peak of his innate strength, Xu Jun has little motivation to practice, and the number of trips to the martial arts gym has gradually decreased.

If he hadn't had money to start the class, he might have stopped coming.

After all, Xu Jun's cultivation method is different. He focuses on adaptation rather than hard training.

As long as you can get through the body's adaptation period, there is not much difference between practicing or not practicing.

However, it is necessary to show off occasionally.

Otherwise, if he suddenly has another epiphany next time, it will be difficult to win people's trust.

After half an hour of activity in the practice room, Xu Jun was about to leave, but the door was suddenly pushed open.

Xu Jun frowned slightly and turned to look. It was a young man about the same age as himself, tall and with cold eyes.

Moreover, when he looks at people, he always seems to have a feeling of slightly raising his neck. To put it in layman's terms, it means looking at people with a look that seems to have a sense of scrutiny and a bit of contempt for them.

Xu Jun has seen many crazy people before, but after he won the Youth Martial Arts Cup, no one would look at him with such eyes again.

Under the bright light of the sword's heart, Xu Jun immediately sensed that this person was not coming by mistake, but was coming towards him.

Sure enough, the man raised his head and said, "Xu Jun, from No. 3 Middle School?"

"Yes, what's the matter?"

"I'm here to tell you something." The young man said coldly: "Tomorrow, major high schools in this city will hold genius-level student invitational competitions. You should not go."

Turning his palm over, he took out a card and said, "As long as you agree, there is one million in it, which is enough for you to spend."

one million?

Xu Jun's expression was a little strange.

If it were before, Xu Jun might have actually agreed.

But during this period, he made so much money that he already had several million dollars on hand.

With a slight shift in his mind, Xu Jun said: "Tongmai Pill?"

The young man said displeasedly: "I don't know what the Tongmai Pill is. As long as you agree, this card will be yours."

Xu Jun laughed and said: "Sorry, my goal is Tongmai Pill, not this million." He paused, and then said: "I don't know if I want to exchange one million for Tongmai Pill. A fool."

The external price tags of Tongmai Pill and Kaitian Pill are actually only one million.

But anyone with a little bit of savvy will know that this is just a cover.

If you want to buy, you must have channels.

If there are no channels, no matter how much money you spend, you can only buy some air.

The young man's expression was stern, and he slowly took the card back and said, "Are you rejecting this?"

"Yes, I refuse."

The young man sneered: "Okay, then you can't blame me."

There was a hint of sarcasm on his face, and he reached into his pocket.

However, at this moment, the young man suddenly felt that his eyes were blurred.

It's like standing up suddenly after squatting for a long time, and then having stars in your eyes due to lack of blood.

Then, a sharp pain came from his forehead.

The young man rolled his eyes and fainted without saying a word.

Just a moment ago, Xu Jun's sword heart clearly sensed that this person wanted to take action.

Moreover, once this person takes action, he will pose a certain threat to himself.

What are you waiting for?

Of course it's better to strike first.

Xu Jun's figure was like electricity. He followed the sword and struck him on the forehead with a powerful force, knocking him unconscious.

Holding the wooden sword in his hand, he pointed it towards the man's pocket. Xu Jun's eyes changed a little.

Talisman, this turned out to be a talisman.

If he hadn't taken the initiative just now, he would probably have to find ways to deal with this talisman now.

It turns out that this is a Qi Refiner, no wonder he is so arrogant.

However, this Qi Refiner is so weak that he can't even catch his sword.

He used Qingfeng as a template and assumed that those who cultivated immortals were strong people, but now he realized that there were still huskies among the wolves.

Just give the order when you go out, and Li Qiankun will naturally clean up the mess.

This person broke into his private practice room without permission. Regardless of his status, a beating would be a light punishment. This principle applies everywhere.

I hope this sword will not leave him with any sequelae.

In the villa, Li Feiwen was drinking tea and wondering.

Why have I been gone for so long and there is no news yet?

This guy couldn't have gone for a walk again.

(End of chapter)

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