Chapter 397 Tai Chi Power (Stuck)

Chapter 397 Tai Chi Jin (I’m stuck.)

The entire playing field was a mess, with everyone trying to have their say.

The warriors were sitting on their broomsticks in a daze, not knowing what to do. The game had just started not long ago, but what happened was dizzying.

Fleur Delacour and Yachi Sogetsu were riding on Nimbus 2001. The two female captains could see the confusion and bitterness on each other's faces.

Amidst all the noise, Ludo Bagman announced that the game was suspended, and the fierce competition for the second level, which had just begun, stopped again.

Harry was panting, and after only two minutes, he couldn't hold on any longer.

The miracle of the first level didn't come without a price. Harry felt like he'd been working out at a club all afternoon.

"Harry, are you okay?"

Ron and Neville looked at the abnormal blush on Harry's face and asked worriedly.

Harry smiled reluctantly: "It's not bad, I can support it, I don't know what happened."

At this moment, Hermione's urgent voice came from something that had been in her ear:

"Are you guys okay? Thank God, we can finally talk."

"Hermione!"

Harry, Ron and Neville seemed to have seen their mother and said in a hurry:

"Hermione, why haven't you spoken before?"

"Why was the game suspended?"

"Hermione, what should we do next?"

Little wizards can all imagine the little witch sitting at the preparation table rolling her eyes:

"Please, it's only been ten minutes in total. Harry just got the key. The situation in the second level is very complicated. How could he come up with a plan so quickly?"

At this point, Hermione's voice became a little strange:

"I don't know the reason for the suspension, but I guess it has something to do with Zhang. He grabbed the third key!"

"Zhang caught the key?" The three of them were surprised. This... this was too fast.

Before they could ask further questions, Ludo Bagman's voice echoed in the arena:

"Everyone is asked to land on the ground. According to the emergency discussion just held by the committee, in order to maintain the fairness of the game and better reflect the individual abilities of the warriors.

First add supplementary rules - except for magic wands and props provided by the organizing committee, all other props are prohibited. "

The warriors of Castrobushe suddenly turned pale. They relied on their unique brooms and various magical pollen.

Not for use? What did the principal think, and how could he agree to such a thing?

The students of Kodosdorez took this opportunity to change the lineup obediently, from the shocking 5-0-0 to a more satisfactory 1-2-2.

So far, except for Castrobshe and Krum, who still has confidence in himself, the other six teams are all 1-2-2.

Zhang Xiao pressed the earphones he got from Dumbledore, and Dumbledore's slightly smiling voice came from inside:

"They were frightened and threatened to withdraw from the competition altogether."

Zhang Xiao listened quietly and just said a short 'hmm'.

"So in the next competition, in addition to wands, we can only use broomsticks provided by the school." Dumbledore thought for a while and felt that he still shouldn't think too highly of the character of other school principals:

"At least this is the case for the first project. We can discuss the specific rules after the first project is completed."

Zhang Xiao tossed the tennis-sized key in his hand and suddenly laughed. If he couldn't beat it, he would change the rules.

Familiar operation!

It took ten minutes to replace brooms for all the warriors. Amidst the dissatisfaction, Ludo Bagman announced that the game would restart in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

At this time, there are three keys to the second level. This situation has been expected by the committee. This is also to ensure that someone can reach the third level.

The three Harrys looked at Zhang Xiao in the distance, but they couldn't say hello in front of everyone, so they could only wink and send signals.

"beep--!"

The sharp whistle sounded again and the game began!

Harry lowered his body and didn't care to look over there. He just led Ron and Neville to avoid the spells fired by the six people behind him.

Hermione's clear and fast voice came from the earphones:

"Harry, the situation is very favorable to us now, three keys!"

Ron barely dodged a flying curse and yelled in shock:

"Hermione! What an advantage! Six people are chasing us!"

"Six people? I can't see you clearly from the competition stage——"

Harry pulled out his wand: "Armor protection!"

The light flashed past, and the two spells were bounced off again. Then he said breathlessly:

"It's so chaotic. There are the most people on Zhang's side because he is only one person, but once Kodosdorez gets close to the exit, those warriors will turn back and attack them.

I think they must have a tacit understanding! "

"Yes, as expected, Neville used the pointing spell, Harry, the smoke screen spell, Ron was responsible for covering, flying close to the ground, and approaching the door according to the pointing spell-"

"Great idea!"

Harry pulled out his wand: "[Fumos]!"

Thick mist instantly spread in the field, and the flying magic spells were immediately reduced a lot.

Everyone looked around cautiously and did not dare to act rashly.

Before Harry and the others could take action, the mist suddenly dissipated, and Ludo Bagman's voice was filled with a smile:

"Oh, Harry Potter's weather magic has been lifted. Yes, I can see it clearly. It was lifted by the wizard of the witchcraft house.

Although the counter-spell of weather magic is indeed unpopular, unfortunately, the location of the magic school is not good, and the bad weather makes them master the weather spell outstandingly. "

"The weather spell is useless! The magic school broke it!"

"I saw it! Wait, give me a little more time!" Hermione's voice was also nervous. She stared at the game scene in the distance, and her brain was spinning at high speed.

"What about the copy spell? Use the copy spell-it definitely won't work. The key must be cast with anti-copy spell magic. "

Ron picked up another spell and shouted:

"They are around!"

"Harry, give me the key, you spread out and fly towards the entrance of the next level."

Neville's voice suddenly appeared in the headset. Several people paused for a moment. Harry instinctively wanted to refuse, because he knew that Neville was not good at brooms. If it was really as Neville said.

The enemy's target would instantly focus on Neville, and he and Ron would be fine.

"It's okay, Harry, give it to me. "Neville's voice was calm and reassuring in the noisy environment.

Harry gritted his teeth and threw the key in Neville's direction.

"The key is with that round-faced boy!"

Other warriors shouted to remind their teammates. Harry only felt that the flying spells around him were cleared, and saw those people flying towards Neville like sharks smelling blood.

"Go! "

Neville's voice was full of determination.

He raised his head, and was surrounded by warriors holding wands against him, their fiery eyes focused on the key in his hand.

Several dazzling spells pierced the sky with a hissing sound and shot towards him.

Just as Harry worried, Neville knew that he was not good at flying, and he could not dodge with wonderful flying moves like Harry.

Coincidentally, he didn't want to hide.

He just pushed hard with one hand and stood on the broom.

The cushion spell provided him with a small place to stand, just above this high altitude, relying on a small place.

Neville slowly raised his hand and made the Tai Chi starting posture.

The chaotic shouting around seemed to have disappeared, and the speed of the spell slowed down.

He was serious and meticulous, following the routine that he had practiced countless times, and played it one move at a time.

I couldn't help but think of the words of my senior brother in my mind:

"Neville, this Tai Chi is actually a circle! "

Round?

The senior brother jumped off the eaves. He didn't look old, but he always looked very vicissitudes of life. He held a piece of grass in his mouth and was careless, but Neville felt very safe to be with the senior brother.

"In fact, I have read a lot of books, which also talked about you Westerners. We Chinese actually pay attention to moderation, and Tai Chi has long been integrated into our lives.

This may be difficult for you to understand. "

The senior brother patted his shoulder, but changed the subject:

"Neville, why do you want to learn kung fu to protect people?"

Yes? Why?

He still remembered that he was a little confused, as if he really hadn't thought about why, but he subconsciously said it when the master asked.

It took a long time for Neville to feel that he seemed to have found a reason.

"Brother Si, I have always been protected by everyone, and I also want to stand in front of them one day and protect them! "

The mottled sunlight shone through the gaps in the treetops, leaving irregular shadows on the ground.

The senior brother squinted his eyes and looked up at the sun. It was a long time before he heard his chuckle:

"Okay, Neville, you don't have to think too much, just do it bravely!

My heart is unrestrained, my way is infinite!

Watch out, the senior brother will teach you a powerful trick!"

Neville put the round key in his palm and suddenly moved. His hands were like holding the tail of a bird, his movements were light and his body moved at will.

The little wizards who had experienced the dungeon incident suddenly became excited. They waved the things in their hands and cheered Neville desperately.

The air around his body seemed to fluctuate vaguely with the movement, and the spells twisted strangely when they approached his body.

It seemed to be attracted by something, but it moved with Neville's hand.

"What the hell is this? "The warrior who cast the spell stared at this incomprehensible scene in amazement. He had never seen spells being grouped together.

The spells around were all drawn to Neville. His face flushed red, and he felt the almost uncontrollable restlessness in his hands and the fishy sweetness in his mouth.

He resisted the urge to lower his shoulders and elbows, slowly retracted his hands, and returned his energy to his dantian.

He glanced at Harry's position and the door to the third level.

Neville pushed his hands forward fiercely: "Go! "

With a loud bang, the spell held together by Neville exploded violently in the air, and the key turned into a black shadow, passing through most of the sky and flying towards the third level.

The principals on the podium felt that something must have gone wrong in this world.

First, Viktor Krum lost strangely to Harry Potter, who had only played in the school team.

Then there was a flying prop that was several times faster than the fastest broom in the wizarding world.

Now here comes a little wizard who uses strange moves to distort spells.

Wait, they seem to have one thing in common

All from Hogwarts?

"What's wrong? Do you want to say that spells also need to be stipulated in advance?"

Dumbledore smiled at the headmasters with different expressions.

We thought so, the headmasters sighed, but knew it was impossible, so they could only continue to cheer up and continue to watch the game on the field.

Fortunately, we just arrived at the third level, and there is a dragon behind.

"Neville! Well done!"

Harry reached out and grabbed the key. The door was already in front of him. He was full of excitement and rushed in first.

"Harry Potter! The third level! The first challenger of the third level was born!"

Ludo looked at the dazzling moments on the field and hated that he only had one mouth. He took a breath and continued to shout:

"The fourth key winner has also appeared, Viktor Krum from Durmstrang!"

There was no accident this time. After Krum adjusted his mentality, he finally succeeded in grabbing the key.

However, Castrobusher's key was snatched away by the girls of Beauxbatons.

They could only start over sadly, and Furong finally laughed happily again.

But all this has nothing to do with Zhang Xiao.

I have been practicing one-on-many complicated situations in the duel club, and I finally used it here.

He picked up a spell with good accuracy, and swung his wand, and a dazzling electric light flashed on the wand.

A mysterious thunder talisman instantly took shape in the air.

"Boom" The deafening thunder made the people who besieged him couldn't help but cover their ears, and Zhang Xiao took this opportunity to escape from the encirclement.

Flying towards the direction of the third level.

"Wow, Neville - it's really amazing!" Zhang Xiao watched Neville rub other spells over, and use the power of the spell explosion to bounce the key away.

My heart was full of relief and admiration: "It's worthy of the innocent heart that grandpa said, a talent with excellent qualifications, but it's a pity that he is a foreigner, otherwise Master Zhou would probably train him as a closed disciple."

It's only been more than a year, and he has already practiced this level of Tai Chi strength, which can only be said to be quite terrifying.

Seeing that Harry had already rushed into the entrance of the third level, Zhang Xiao was not in a hurry, but continued to fly towards the passage at his own speed.

The second level was getting more and more chaotic. Viktor Krum had just appeared and he led his team members to rush forward frantically, as if he wanted to make up for the time he had wasted in the previous failure in the second level.

In this chaos, Zhang Xiao suddenly thought of an irrelevant question.

What exactly is the reputation that grandpa is talking about?

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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommendation ticket

I'm stuck. I only wrote this little thing in 12 hours. I still want to write 10,000 a day, which is very painful.

The problem now is to write according to my plan. The first project is too slow. There are at least ten chapters left. I'm thinking about whether to simplify it.

Is it appropriate to be detailed and concise?

I'll try it tomorrow