"Magic!"

The people watching the battle around saw Hu Yuan soaring into the air and slamming down the black sticks, and some people who knew the goods exclaimed in surprise. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Jun Xuyao was also shocked when he heard the "magic technique", he is also a person who knows magic skills.

Magic skills are a means of attack for monks, and they are also one of the strengths of monks, and powerful spells can even allow low-level monks to fight high-level monks across ranks. Similarly, if a monk of the same rank is fighting, if one side knows magic skills and the other side can't, then there is no doubt that the monk who can use magic skills has a better chance of winning.

The huge sticks thundered down from the sky, like black lightning across the sky, which made people tremble. There was a loud bang, like thunder in the nine heavens, and the iron rod and the black stick collided with the big knife fiercely.

An incomparably powerful wave of spiritual energy erupted from the place where it was fighting, rolling up the dust in the sky and fluttering around, and everyone saw a figure flying upside down in the field and smashing directly under the arena. The person who flew upside down was none other than Wulong, who forced Hu Yuan to the point of failure.

Although Wulong's control of the battle situation is very accurate, he almost almost defeated Hu Yuan, and he is not as good as Hu Yuan's cultivation to be able to do this, to be honest, this has to be admired. It's a pity that no matter how accurately Wulong controls the battle situation, in the face of strength, he still has only the end of defeat.

What's even more surprising is Hu Yuan, although his control of the battle situation is not as good as Wulong's, but at his age, he can master a magic technique, and his talent can be seen in general. In Jun Xuyao's opinion, Hu Yuan's age was definitely no more than nineteen years old, and at his age, even in the Falling Moon Sect, he could be regarded as a genius.

Hu Yuan glanced around, then walked down with his iron rod, no one announced the winner or loser in this game, but everyone understood that Hu Yuan was the winner. Sitting in the audience, Yang Mu's eyes flashed with a flash of brilliance.

"Looks like this guy is a tough rival too."

In the other place, it was also a young man, his eyes also showed a strange look, and his eyes looking at Hu Yuan were full of warlike intent. His name is Ge Changqing, and he is from the Sixth Mining Area.

With the end of this game, it didn't take long for the other two games to be decided, with Luo Han from the Ninth Mining District and Chen Dong from the Seventh Mining District winning. The strength of these two people is at the second layer of the Fan Cultivation Realm, and the strength of the opponent is also at the second layer of the Fan Cultivation Realm, and their battle is completely won by virtue of skill and experience, compared to the battle between Hu Yuan and the others, there is no eye-catching feeling at all.

The information on the display formation began to change with the end of the game, and the next three games were Jun Xuyao's battle against Yang Mu on behalf of the tenth mining area and the second mining area, the other two were the disciples of the fourth mining area and the disciples of the sixth mining area, and the disciples of the fifth mining area against the disciples of the eighth mining area, each mining area was able to send two disciples to participate.

Jun Xuyao got on the stage, looked at Yang Mu opposite, and looked at his disdainful eyes, and felt extremely unhappy in his heart.

"I'll let you know what's out of your pocket." Yang Mu stood proudly, looked at Jun Xuyao, and slowly walked forward.

Jun Xuyao didn't say a word, and also strode towards Yang Mu. He knows that no matter how much nonsense he has, it's just nonsense, it's better to prove himself with strength, this world is about strength, and no one cares about the rest.

Jun Xuyao walked halfway, his figure instantly accelerated, and he smashed out directly with a fist in his right hand. He didn't use all his strength in this punch, he just wanted to try Yang Mu's catties.

"It's this kid, Senior Brother Yang Mu wants him to take the initiative to admit defeat and save face for him, so as not to defeat him on the stage and lose face, but this guy doesn't appreciate it at all."

"Is there such a thing, then this kid is really too ignorant, who is Senior Brother Yang Mu, that is the pride of the sky who can enter the top three." In the audience, many disciples who had no hope of being able to enter the top three tried their best to please the so-called pride of the heavens who had the hope of entering the top three and entering the Falling Moon Sect.

On a small hill, dozens of teenagers stopped to look at the bottom of the mountain, where the miscellaneous disciple Dabi was. "Bai Shao, do you say that the person you brought back will lose to this poplar, but I heard that this poplar cultivation has broken through to the third layer of the mortal cultivation realm, and it is the most promising one to enter the top three in this miscellaneous disciple competition." Bai Shao didn't answer, just turned his head and glanced coldly at the young man who spoke.

Seeing Jun Xuyao smashing his fist, the corners of Yang Mu's mouth outlined a mocking arc, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, which was also smashed out with a punch. In his opinion, Jun Xuyao's garbage is not worth his other means, he wants to defeat him in the simplest and most direct way, and then, look down on him as a superior and a winner.

The distance between the two sides was not far away, and they accelerated their fists to smash each other, so in the blink of an eye, the fists of the two people slammed together. There was a muffled bang, like a hammer, and the sound of collision came out.

Jun Xuyao only felt that his fist was like smashing on a piece of steel, which made his fist feel a faint pain, he didn't expect that Yang Mu's strength would be so strong. With the temptation of this punch, he probably tested Yang Mu's cultivation realm.

"Where the cultivation realm is on the third floor!" No wonder so many people are optimistic about this poplar, and he really has some ability. However, despite this, Jun Xuyao is not afraid, Yang Mu's cultivation is indeed the third layer of the cultivation realm, but what he Jun Xuyao cultivates is the "five-color divine light".

The power of the "Five-Colored Divine Light" was manifested during his cultivation. The spiritual power of the five elements between heaven and earth can be absorbed by him under the operation of the "five-color divine light" and incorporated into the spiritual sea.

This means that his spiritual power is at least five times higher than that of ordinary people, so the majesty of the spiritual power in his body is also unattainable by ordinary people. In the same realm, he could completely consume his opponent with the majesty of his spiritual power.

Trying out Yang Mu's cultivation realm, Jun Xuyao didn't think much about it, the five-colored divine light in his body was running rapidly, and a black light loomed in his hand. Jun Xuyao's figure flickered, and he once again perched on the poplar wood, and the black mangs in his hands shot out like a thin line.

A bad feeling struck, Yang Mu's heart tightened, and his body hurriedly retreated, and at the same time, the black long sword behind him was unsheathed. A black light streaked through, and a terrible black sword light swept through the ephemeral space, as if it had left a dark mark in this daytime.

"Brush!" A cloud of black light suddenly appeared, like a blooming black demon lotus, stretching its lotus petals around. The demon lotus collapsed in an instant, Jun Xuyao rushed out of it, and a faint white light spread out from under his feet, hitting Yang Mu's body.