Chapter 403: The Dao of Transformation, Youth Edition

"Man, what just happened?"

An audience member asked a friend next to him blankly.

"I also want to ask, was that dragon just now?"

They looked carefully at the Hungarian tree peaks in the projection.

This is an extremely large, lizard-like reptile covered in scales.

It has a tail covered with spikes, and the hard ground is full of pits and pits several meters long, which are the damage caused by the dragon's unintentional swing of its tail.

These things all illustrate the terrifying destructive power of this giant dragon, but now Hungarian Tree Peak is lying on the ground motionless.

"How did he do it?"

Ordinary wizards have always lacked the understanding of the strength of top wizards, just like they knew that Dumbledore was very strong, but they never knew how powerful they were.

This is the first time that the power of a truly top wizard has truly appeared in front of wizards around the world.

The shock brought by it is unimaginable to everyone. It turns out that the wizard can be so powerful?

That brilliant light seemed to hurt some people's eyes.

The headmaster of Castrobsher turned his head stiffly. At this moment, he finally knew why Dumbledore said that.

"You'll realize it soon enough."

You will soon realize it!

This is fourth grade? Is this the strength a fourth grader should have?

Even he was a little shocked by the power contained in that magic spell.

Can I defeat that Hungarian Horntail? Of course you can, it's not even difficult.

But can he be knocked down with one blow like this little wizard?

The principals pondered for a long time, but they vaguely didn't want to tell the answer.

"Is this some way to temporarily improve your strength?"

The principal of Wagadu suddenly asked, his dark face looking a little angry:

"Albus, this method has great consequences. I can understand the little wizard's desire to win and be in the limelight, but this is too nonsense. Such a powerful force - we Wagadu also have methods, but it takes a lot of effort. The price is too high.”

Dumbledore nodded. He didn't know why, but he seemed to feel happy:

"Master Yoweri, thank you for the reminder, but this is a method that has been passed down by Zhang's family and is very safe."

It turns out that this is the case. The principals understood it and breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

I used some method to temporarily improve my strength. Fortunately, this was the case, otherwise there would be no need to continue this competition.

It only has the power of one blow, and it seems to have a long prelude, so it is only useful when facing monsters like giant dragons.

But this competition is not a duel, so it's not a big deal, it just looks a little appalling.

Madame Maxime once again thought of Master Nicklerme's reply to her: "Even if Zhang is alone, the other teams have little chance of winning."

Looking at the principals who had returned to calm on the field and were even talking and laughing freely, Mrs. Maxim suddenly felt a little confused.

Is it really what I and others imagined?

Longhu Mountain

All the brothers looked at the projection in stunned silence.

When he saw Zhang Xiao's rising golden light, he was quite happy, and Zhang Chengdao almost grinned to his eyebrows.

This kid has improved again!

After three inches of golden light, it will be hard work, unless there is some chance, or it accumulates to a sudden enlightenment and a clear mind.

Otherwise, it will only grow bit by bit as you age.

But after that move, which was similar to Qigong Wave, everyone's expressions immediately changed.

Several fellow apprentices almost scratched their heads. After staring at the projection for a long time, they said calmly:

"Does it look familiar?"

The senior brother nodded: "My full strength attack is about the same, maybe a little bit worse.

It's just that this method looks a bit familiar. "

He thought carefully for a while and said uncertainly:

"Why do I feel like it's a bit like 'Transformation'?"

"Transformation?"

"A blow to transform the Dao?"

"Burning your energy and spirit, risking your life in one blow?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! If he transformed into a Taoist, would this person still be alive? He would have turned into ashes and given back to the world."

Zhang Chengdao's heart skipped a beat. When his senior brother said this, he really sounded like Hua Dao.

He couldn't help but look back at his father. Although he was not necessarily a Taoist, it was obviously beyond Zhang Xiao's usual strength.

Most of these methods of exceeding the limit are harmful. This kid doesn't know how to control himself. If he continues like this, he will hurt himself sooner or later.

However, the old Heavenly Master gently nodded in approval, smiled while stroking his hands, and said cheerfully:

"Okay! My eldest grandson is really good at drawing inferences from one instance to another. I just said two words and he actually guessed it."

He looked at the worried looks on several people's faces, but gently shook his head:

"This method is not harmful, but you can't use it, so don't worry."

Several people breathed a long sigh of relief and continued to look at the projection on the curtain.

There was silence on the field, and the audience, whether in the viewing seats or in front of the projection, had lost the ability to speak.

He just watched with his mouth open as Zhang Xiao slowly walked up to the dragon, took off the key, and entered the last room.

There, an exquisite wooden box was placed on the ground.

'Click'

Reaching out and taking out the golden egg lying on the purple velvet cushion, Zhang Xiao resisted the dizziness and held the golden egg in his hand.

It felt cold and heavy, and the surface seemed to be gold-plated.

The wooden box began to shrink and deform, and in just a short while, the treasure box became an exquisite armchair.

What do you mean, sit on it?

After putting the golden egg away, Zhang Xiao curiously sat on it, and felt a strong suction coming from the chair, as if the whole person was stuffed into a flush toilet, and then pressed the flush button.

The surroundings were spinning rapidly, forming a long line, and Zhang Xiao couldn't help but close his eyes. When that feeling disappeared, he found that he had returned to the preparation room in the tent again.

The first round was over.

Ludo's voice also sounded at the right time:

"Ladies and gentlemen, and all the audience in front of the magic projection, the first person to pass the level has appeared.

His wonderful performance brought us a lot of surprises and unexpected things. Before this, no one had ever thought that this little wizard who participated alone could be the first to pass the level.

This is too amazing and too unexpected. Well, well, let's temporarily get away from Zhang's shocking performance.

Shift more attention to other schools."

Only then did Zhang Xiao breathe a sigh of relief and began to examine his status.

Day after day of hard training finally showed up at this moment. When he opened the full state for the first time, he couldn't even release a complete move.

But when he hit the basilisk for the second time, he had the power to hit it, although he was in a coma for several days.

By the time of the third grade church battle, he could still maintain consciousness after the fierce battle and did not fall into a coma.

This time-Zhang Xiao felt that he could not only move, but also cast one or two ordinary spells.

Zhang Xiao took out the recliner from the Qiankun bag with some effort, and lay on the chair, closing his eyes to relieve the lingering fatigue.

At this moment, he was thinking more about the move he had just used to fully open his state.

The empty and bright state. This peculiar state is actually not uncommon in the East. It is just a method of highly concentrating the mind and briefly breaking through to another higher level.

And the Golden Light Mantra and the like are also the fundamental methods of Longhu Mountain.

But he is the only one who can do what he just did.

The reason was not clear at first, but today, he finally understood what his big move was.

The Golden Light Mantra plus the empty and bright state is the pre-step of the Tao attack. The next step is to sublimate to the extreme, burn his own spirit, and release the strongest move in this life!

But he is different. The difference between magic and Taoism lies in this.

According to his understanding, Taoism belongs to objective idealism. The use of Taoism is like using a given formula, inputting a value, and outputting a value.

As long as the formula is stronger, the output value will be larger, and there is also the unknown number of the heaven in the formula.

Therefore, Taoism can achieve great scenes, but it is not as convenient as magic.

And magic is subjective and idealistic. The input value can output the same value.

The only amplification is the magic wand, and this amplification also has a certain limit.

Therefore, you can do whatever you want, without any taboos, from taking a bath and cooking to the heaven-defying repair spell, you can do it by your heart, which is about the cause and effect. I think.

Here, the two sides are just different in route, but when I, who studied both the East and the West, appeared.

Suddenly, there was a wonderful change.

Looking at my own magic attainments and golden light spell alone, they are not top-notch, but can only be said to be an average master.

But mixed together, it has the effect of 1+1 greater than 2.

The state is fully open and is known as ‘5s Dumbledore’ and ‘One-hit Superman’.

When the golden light spell and the empty and bright state are opened at the same time, the spirit of the Taoists has been raised to an extremely high level.

But they can’t release this power in their own way as they wish, and they still need to follow the required spells.

There is only one way to release it, and that is the Dao-transforming strike.

But I, who have learned Western magic, can vent this power through spells without burning myself.

In other words, every strike of my full state is an incomplete version of the Dao-transforming strike.

It is considered the youth version of the Dao-transforming strike.

Zhang Xiao thought of that question again. The Taoist Golden Light Spell is the best way to improve the spirit.

And magic is the best way to output the spirit.

The combination of the two is extremely suitable.

If the old Tianshi or Dumbledore is also like me, practicing both the East and the West.

Isn't it like a real god in the world?

I'm afraid that moving mountains and filling the sea, calling the wind and rain are all easy, right?

He was shocked by his own idea, and couldn't help but open his eyes, staring at the top of the tent in a trance.

The practice of Taoism is to start step by step, honing the golden light.

But how should the practice of magic be carried out?

Even the youth version of Huadao Yiji is barely comparable to Dumbledore's normal attack.

Then how can we reach the level of Dumbledore, Grindelwald and Voldemort?

After learning magic for four years, I can't see how to continue to improve myself in the future.

Zhang Xiao scratched his head in distress. He was busy before and didn't calm down to think about the future.

At this moment, I found that I couldn't find the direction of magic. Ordinary wizards need to break through the obstacles of knowledge and perception to reach the state of no spells.

But I reached it by coincidence in my second life as a human.

What I have done in the past two years is just to consolidate this state, and it has been quite effective today.

Why not ask the glove lady?

Or just ask Dumbledore directly.

Zhang Xiao touched the golden egg, and the cold touch made him feel refreshed.

But he made up his mind that the youth version of Huadao Yiji is destined to be only a big move, not suitable for all occasions.

Still have to figure out the future path.

At this moment, a strange sound suddenly came from the tent.

Zhang Xiao looked in the direction of the sound, but saw that a corner of the tent seemed to be similar to the apparition.

Several black dots were spinning and stretching rapidly, just for a short while, accompanied by a loud puff.

Malfoy, Hermione, Ron, Neville and Cedric appeared in an armchair with a dusty face.

Malfoy was still holding a huge golden egg in his arms. Even though he was dizzy, he didn't let go, as if he was holding some rare treasure.

"Zhang!"

Neville was the first to wake up. He smiled at Zhang Xiao with a pale face. He just called a name and then covered his chest and coughed desperately.

The other people were also in a bad state. Ron's clothes were mostly gone, revealing his arms and thighs.

Hermione and Malfoy were covered in mud, and Cedric's hair seemed to be lit by fire, and there was a faint green smoke.

There was no sign of Harry. He must have been injured, so Hermione was replaced.

Zhang Xiao stood up and patted several people on the shoulders with a smile:

"Congratulations! Congratulations to you."

Several little wizards finally woke up from their confusion. The roar of the fire dragon and the fierce battle just now seemed to be still in front of them.

They couldn't help but grin and laughed, and couldn't help but cheer.

"Look, golden eggs!"

Malfoy proudly held up the golden egg, with a kind of sunshine and confidence on his face that he had never had before.

Ron and the others were the same, and Hermione's eyes were red. Their luck was average, and they drew a Hesperidian black dragon.

Although not as ferocious as the Hungarian Horntail, it was also an extremely powerful fire dragon.

However, Zhang Xiao was quite curious about how they dealt with this black dragon.

Before he could ask, several young wizards had already rushed to tell their glorious moments.

"In fact, we were desperate at the beginning, but then Neville suddenly said something.

He said that Dumbledore would not assign us a task that we could not complete!"

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