Chapter Forty-Seven: A Zhongzhou Genius Not to Be Underestimated
Although Song Qingwen was a cultivator of the refining system, he did not have an advantage in strength or speed, so his active attack seemed to be full of loopholes. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
However, the more this is the case, Huyan Minglou did not dare to respond, but chose to avoid it, and it inevitably looked a little boring after coming and going.
"Is this a kid fighting?" Shi Kai, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but be a little disappointed, pushed the girl who was serving him away, and began to lose his temper.
"Don't worry, I have a way," Wang Jun on the side hurriedly stepped forward and whispered.
Shi Kai seemed to be very useful when he heard it, and after nodding again and again, he said to Song Jian who was not far away: "If it is a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, how can you not do your best, I think it is better to have a time limit!" ”
Song Jian hurriedly responded: "But according to the orders of the adults!" ”
"One stick of incense is limited, and all of them will be eliminated regardless of victory or defeat!"
Stipulating it, Song Qingwen, who was originally attacking, stopped, in his opinion, it would be acceptable if both of them were eliminated, after all, there was Zhou Fan and them in the back.
However, the purpose of Huyan Minglou was for Song Yu, so naturally he couldn't afford it, and as Song Qingwen retreated, he turned white all over his body and took the initiative to attack him.
Huyan Minglou inherited the power of light, with the purest power of this heaven and earth, and his gestures were enough to affect everything around him, only to see that he gathered the power of light in his whole body on the tip of his right index finger and hit it directly.
Song Qingwen's original retreat stopped, and he had never been afraid of melee attacks with phantom bodies.
"Finger of Light!" Huyan Minglou was extremely fast, and a finger pointed directly at Song Qingwen's chest.
It's just that the seemingly swift blow makes him feel like he's hitting the air.
"Die!" Song Qingwen's chest instantly became illusory, and his right fist really swung out, hitting Huyan Minglou's abdomen.
"Ahem!" Huyan Minglou took a few steps back before unloading Song Qingwen's fist, but Rao was like this, the corner of his mouth was bleeding, and he was obviously slightly injured.
"No matter how strong you are, everything is useless in front of my phantom body!" Song Qingwen doesn't need to win, all he wants is for the other party to lose.
"Really?" Although Huyan Minglou was injured, he was not impatient, but said lightly: "Be careful, my next blow will not be so simple!" ”
"Come on!" Song Qingwen said with great war.
The next moment, Huyan Minglou moved, only to see him wave his hand and take a step, seemingly casual, but there was an invisible majesty, and his body disappeared into the field with the white light that flashed again.
"Sure enough," Zhou Fan hurriedly reminded: "Senior Brother Song, be careful, he is a metamorphosis cultivator!" ”
Metamorphic cultivators can be fused into the power of nature, and it can be said that they have absolute suppression over cultivators in the refining system.
Song Qingwen hurriedly looked around, for him, as long as he could catch the other party's traces and use the phantom body in time to resist the opponent's attack, it was just that all this was not so simple.
There was no movement, no sound, no warning, Song Qingwen didn't even have a chance to activate the phantom body, and blood suddenly splattered on his right arm.
Immediately afterwards, his left arm, cheek, and abdomen were all traumatized to varying degrees, as if a sword slashed by, but Song Qingwen just couldn't find the slightest trace of the other party.
"That young master of the Huyan family obviously intends to use his own advantages to drag Senior Brother Song down," Feng Lingzi, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.
"The Qingtu Continent is full of talents, it is not surprising that there is such a kind of cultivation, now it depends on how long Senior Brother Song can last!" Xia Ge is also not optimistic about Song Qingwen.
However, Zhou Fan didn't think so, "Although the power of light has the most extreme speed and coverage, it is not without flaws, I believe that Senior Brother Song should have a way to crack it!" ”
Song Qingwen is not a person who gives up easily, otherwise he would not have been able to enter the inner door by himself before, as the wounds on his body increased, instead of being impatient, he let out a long breath and closed his eyes.
"What does this mean? Are you going to give up? Hou Xiandong, who was watching the battle, began to coax.
"Or maybe the beginning of a counterattack!" Han Xiu of the Falling Star Pavilion gave a different opinion.
Seeing that the time for a stick of incense was approaching, Huyan Minglou knew that it was not a way to drag it down, so he planned to give Song Qingwen the final blow, but it was still silent.
But an accident happened, and Song Qingwen lowered his head slightly with his eyes closed.
"How is that possible?" In Huyan Minglou's opinion, this was completely impossible, so he sent out two attacks again, but Song Qingwen was still easily dodged.
"Qingwen actually practiced?" Only Song Jian saw the clue, because Song Qingwen was able to dodge the other party's attack with the Song family's peerless learning.
Walking clouds and flowing water, although it is refining the system exercises, what is practiced is the mind, the heart moves at will, and the heart is integrated with heaven and earth.
"Damn!" Huyan Minglou didn't expect that Song Qingwen would burst out at the last moment to dodge his attack, seeing that the time was approaching, he no longer had any reservations, and the power of light shot straight from all directions.
"It's useless!" Song Qingwen didn't dodge this time, he opened his eyes and stood in place, but his body began to become illusory.
With the flow of clouds and flowing water, with the phantom body, Song Qingwen has now become a completely invincible existence, and the attack of Huyan Minglou looks so pale and powerless.
There are only ten breaths left in the time of a stick of incense, Song Qingwen does not pursue victory, what he wants is to lose with Huyan Minglou.
The next moment, the figure of Huyan Minglou appeared, and I saw him staring at Song Qingwen deadly, as if he was looking at a dead man, "You forced me!" ”
"So what?" Song Qingwen stretched out his hand and said, "Now there are only seven breaths left, you can't beat me!" ”
"Really?" The next moment, Huyan Minglou slowly walked towards Song Qingwen, six, five, four...
The distance between Huyan Minglou and Song Qingwen is only a fist.
Song Qingwen didn't move, in his opinion, as long as he maintained the phantom form and insisted on the last three breaths, it was enough.
Three Breaths...
Song Qingwen frowned slightly, and his face showed a look of pain.
Two breaths...
Song Qingwen's legs were slightly bent, and the whole person began to tilt.
The last breath...
Song Qingwen couldn't hold on any longer, lost consciousness and fell to the ground.
This is the end of the first competition, and Huyan Minglou wins...
"What the hell is going on?" Feng Lingzi, who was already in the Spirit Sect Realm, didn't even see the clues.
Zhou Fan sighed and said: "It's the gap in strength, Huyan Minglou has comprehended the Dao!" ”
The Tao is different from Shinto, which is the realm of heaven and earth laws descended from heaven, while Tao is the law of heaven and earth that practitioners comprehend purely by their own talents.
Immediately followed by the second competition: Xia Ge vs. Hou Xiandong
Although Xia Ge has reshaped his cultivation now, the lost radiation spirit source and soul spirit source are irreparable, which seems to be a loss, but it is precisely because of the relationship between only the metamorphic spirit source that the original weakness of scarce spiritual power no longer exists, and now he can fight without reservation.
"My junior brother said that you are a rare opponent, so I don't dare to be careless, so you have to be careful!" As soon as Xia Ge came on the field, he showed the holy weapon Wind Spirit Banner that was passed down to him by the Wind Spirit Son.
Hou Xiandong still had a cheap smile on his face, "Your President Wang really looks up to me, and I shouldn't embarrass you with just this sentence, but you have also seen that Huyan Minglou has just shown his hand, and I must not let him steal my limelight!" ”
"Then we'll stop there!"
"Just what I want!"
Xia Ge took the lead in launching an offensive, only to see him wave his wind spirit flag, and the whole person was instantly enveloped by a hurricane to form a defense, and then several small hurricanes separated out and hit the opponent directly.
After all, in the case of not knowing the details of the opponent, a long-range attack is the best temptation.
Although Hou Xiandong is one of the four young people in Zhongzhou, very few people have seen him make a move, and his strength has always been speculated, and the only thing that is certain is that he has not yet broken through to the Lingzong realm.
"Kids' everything!" Hou Xiandong didn't care about Xia Ge's temptation at all, he just stretched out his hand to block it at will, and the hurricane that hit it was all reflected back.
Xia Ge hurriedly separated the hurricanes that bounced back under the two hurricanes again, but he didn't expect to come and go, not only could he not find out the details of the other party, but his spiritual power was consumed for no reason.
"You can't threaten me like this, if you don't show some real skills, I'm going to take action!" Hou Xiandong still had a smile on his face.
However, to Xia Ge's ears, this was more like a threat, so he decided not to test it anymore and did his best to make a move, "Then I'll do what you want!" ”
The next moment, the hurricane around Xia Ge dispersed, and I saw him throw the wind spirit flag in his hand and insert it directly between the two.
"Heavenly Wind Shinto!"
The Wind Spirit Banner disintegrated in an instant, and was replaced by an even more intense hurricane that instantly appeared, directly enveloping him and Hou Xiandong in it.
"He summoned Shinto directly?" Song Jian couldn't believe what he saw.
After all, although the Divine Dao can be controlled by people, it cannot be released at will, but Xia Ge is different, because he himself has the Heavenly Wind Divine Dao, plus the Heavenly Wind Divine Dao contained in the Wind Spirit Banner, the combination of the two can naturally be controlled so easily.
"Senior Brother Xia, who can freely control the Divine Dao, can be said to be an invincible existence in the same realm, and he should be able to win now!" Feng Lingzi had already revealed the joy of victory.
It's just that Zhou Fan on the side shook his head, his face was a little ugly, and said, "No, I'm afraid it's not that simple!" ”
Although the Divine Dao was strong, the longer it persisted, the greater the consumption of spiritual power, and Xia Ge's Heavenly Wind Divine Dao only lasted less than half a moment before stopping.
The hurricane dissipated, and the figures of Xia Ge and Hou Xiandong appeared, and Xia Ge, who was supposed to show himself as a victor, unexpectedly half-squatted on the ground, obviously looking badly injured.
Looking at Xia Ge again, he still had a relaxed expression, a cheap smile on his face, and he didn't know when he took the Wind Spirit Banner in his hand.