My Scales Can Make Equivalent Exchange
Chapter 212: The Matter of Dancing Erotically

Chapter 212: Chapter 212: The Matter of Dancing Erotically

Wang Zijia picked up the spear, held it behind his back, and looked around, rather fortunate to have ended up by a lakeside in the woods.

He quickly leapt onto a tree branch and surveyed his surroundings again.

Wang Zijia’s face lit up with delight as he spotted an area shimmering with spiritual light nearby.

Without hesitation, he used his mana like quicksand, covering his entire body, and blended seamlessly into the environment, disappearing into thin air.

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From the outside world, the transparent figure of him was still displayed on the screen that had locked onto him, which silenced the disciples who were eagerly expecting him to fight.

"Senior Brother Wang is really cautious, isn’t he?"

"Isn’t he? The first thing he did was to hide. What a smart move."

"I don’t think it’s the right thing to do. Isn’t he openly telling the Martial Uncles that he chose a strategy of evasion? They could switch him out quickly."

"You talk too much; if you’re so skillful, why did you not pass the preliminary rounds?"

"Yes, can you compare to the Dao Seed in reacting to the battlefield?"

As the crowd was heatedly debating, the live broadcast picture suddenly changed, leaving everyone stunned as if they had seen earth-shattering gossip.

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Inside the battlefield, Wang Zijia quickly arrived at the place shimmering with spiritual light where a jade small bottle was lying.

’Why is it the healing medicine that I least expected?’ Wang Zijia was slightly disappointed.

However, he was fast in his actions, quickly moving forward, grabbing the jade bottle in his hand.

Before he could stash it away, the surrounding space slightly fluctuated, and Wang Zijia, who had been hidden, was revealed as if someone had kicked him.

Wang Zijia’s eyes narrowed, and in front of him, a figure quickly emerged.

The two of them were stunned for a moment upon seeing each other. Then, Lu Qianrou waved her hand and a strange jade plate appeared in her hand.

"Wait, Senior Sister Lu, considering our relationship, are we going to fight now? Isn’t this detrimental to both of us?"

Lu Qianrou, looking at the jade bottle in Wang Zijia’s hand, completely ignored him and rushed towards him.

"How about we split it in half when we meet, I’ll give you one pill?" Wang Zijia hastily suggested.

Lu Qianrou still ignored him, the jade plate in her hand lit up and a phantom talisman flew out from it.

Seemingly desperate, Wang Zijia clenched his teeth and said, "If you push me again, I’ll tell everyone about your private dance for me!!!"

Lu Qianrou froze, completely at a loss whether to act or not.

Wang Zijia casually tossed out a pill, decisively turned around and ran: "Goodbye!"

Having said that, he turned into a streak of light, flashed about twenty meters away, and disappeared into the woods.

Lu Qianrou stood there, her icy face unusually revealing various emotions.

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"Holy cow, did that really just happen?"

"Uh······what·····what’s going to happen when Senior Brother Gu finds out?"

"My goodness, I think I just heard some shocking gossip!"

"Damn, Wang Dao Seed······is really······ a role model for our generation!"

"No wonder Senior Sister Lu doesn’t pay much attention to Senior Brother Gu. So that’s the reason."

"I think I’m witnessing a love triangle here. Such a complicated emotional entanglement!"

"I feel so sorry for Senior Brother Gu. He gave up even his top ten positions!"

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Outside, as the two hurriedly met and parted, there was complete chaos. The live broadcast’s Martial Uncle also understood the disciples’ mindset. Quite a few special screens were dedicated to the two.

Especially when Lu Qianrou’s icy expression began to change incessantly, people successfully captured it.

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After leaving Lu Qianrou, Wang Zijia quietly breathed a sigh of relief, folding up his remaining Second-grade Healing Elixirs.

Fighting a Dao Seed with the strength of a sacrificial wine over such a broken thing was definitely a loss.

His goal was first place, no matter how many people he outlasted, if he didn’t get first place, it would all be in vain, so he had to keep a low profile for now.

The focus in the early stage was collecting resources, being a qualified devil, preserving vitality, and preparing for the final battle.

Once Wang Zijia had a plan in mind, he put away his spear, concealed his figure, and began to run quickly through the forest.

In a short time, Wang Zijia once again sensed a resource point, and there was a significant battle fluctuation near it.

Wang Zijia concealed his figure and quickly approached it.

He saw a small mountain ahead, at the foot of the mountain there was a hollowed-out cave, in it was a palm-sized small shield, presently enveloped by a Formation Light Screen, causing Wang Zijia’s eyes to light up.

Compared with the standard issued weapons, this small shield was much more delicate and could be used for a long time after being promoted to the level of sacrificial wine. Actually, it was also a kind of reward for them. After the tournament, these things were not recollected, and these utensils were all very easy to master.

At this moment, a young man was battling a tiger demon puppet, obviously defending the puppet guarding the spiritual shield resources.

Guo Minglang, a Daoist college disciple, was a wood magic cultivator. His vine technique was very skilled, and he frequently challenged those stronger than him, making him one of the strongest competitors in the Daoist college.

The simple information about his opponent emerged in his mind. Wang Zijia had paid a lot of attention to this Daoist college cultivator who had specialized in the vine technique.

Aside from his strength, this guy’s approach to the technique was a bit offbeat, having a bit of a modern rogue vibe to it. He always liked to exert force in a certain indescribable area, which made him particularly memorable to his Senior Brothers who had battled with him.

Despite the fact that Guo’s opponent was a puppet, the puppet was able to fight without fearing pain or injury, making the fight far from easy for Guo.

Wang Zijia waited quietly for a long time. At the moment when Guo Minglang once again exploded and tied the puppet up in a tight knot, Wang Zijia’s magic power violently fluctuated, and four dark red fireballs appeared in front of him.

"Whew,Pew!"

The fireballs turned into meteorites, rushing towards Guo Minglang.

"Huh?"

Just after Guo Minglang controlled the tiger demon puppet, before he could catch his breath, a thought of danger emerged in his mind. An energy shield appeared on him, and he quickly shot a vine to move himself sideways.

"Boom, Boom!"

The huge explosion sent Guo Minglang flying, who had not completely dodged away. The puppet who was originally drained and caught was completely taken down by Wang Zijia.

In the rock cave, as the puppet was scrapped, the spiritual light surrounding the shield constantly flickered, and instantly vanished.

Wang Zijia, who had been waiting for a long time, reached out and caught the falling shield.

"Looking for death!"

Far away, the blasted Guo Minglang was now shimmering with an energy shield. His face was cold, and with a cold hum, he suddenly pressed both hands on the ground.

Vine Path: Thorny Ground Spikes!

A sudden force was pulling from beneath his feet. The intense pulling force made Wang Zijia’s moving figure paused midstride. His expression changed subtly, and a spiritual shield emerged around his body.