The wizard in white took the first step, walking barefoot on the charcoal fire, only to see his toes lightly on several charcoal fires like dragonflies dotting water, and he took three steps in a row, and then stepped into the sea of fire.

But the old man in black was a step slower.

"How did they do it?" The eldest lady asked curiously.

Before Xiao Yao could reply, someone around him asked the same question. Someone seemed keen to answer everyone's questions, then cleared his throat and answered loudly.

"Both of them have some calluses under their feet, but that's not enough. This is their sorcery and ghosts. ”

Xiao Yao actually didn't understand.

Just like I don't know how Wei Decai controls the corpse, there should be special skills in this, and it is definitely not enough to have a thicker cocoon under your feet.

Xiao Yao turned his head to look at the eldest lady and said with a smile, "This is all people's housekeeping skills, how can we laymen know about it." ”

The eldest lady was obviously not satisfied with this answer, but Xiao Yao said that he didn't know, and he didn't know if he was deliberately teasing himself, so he could only give up.

In the first game, it seems that the Witch Temple won.

Soon someone cleared the field, and a wizard and an old priest stood up on each side, ready to start the second competition.

"This second game is the most exciting, it's called Ghost Lighting." The surrounding chatter rang out again.

"What's the ghost lamp? Besides, what can be compared to lighting? ”

"If the first game on the knife mountain and the sea of fire is a relatively superficial competition, then this ghost lighting is a profound competition."

"Is there a difference between witchcraft and ghosts?"

"Nonsense, otherwise how could they have the distinction between ordinary wizards and witch gods?"

"So what exactly is a ghost lamp?"

"You've heard of the ghost blowing the lamp, right? It is in the wilderness, the wind is relatively strong, and it is difficult to light the fire in the lamp, so there is a papier-mâché cover on the outside of the lantern to block the wind. The ghost lighting is to light the oil lamp when there is wind on all sides, and to keep the lamp from being blown out. ”

In the midst of these people's discussions, I saw someone carrying two square tables to the center of the field. There is an oil lamp on each of the square tables, and on the square table there is a bamboo frame, with a bamboo tube tied on each side, and the empty side is facing the wick on the table.

The four bamboo tubes are followed by a slender hose, and the eight hoses on the two bamboo frames are connected to a huge bellows, and as soon as the bellows are pulled, the wind immediately erupts from these bamboo tubes and blows to the central wick.

Seeing this, Xiao Yao felt that it was not difficult to ignite the wick, but the difficulty was how to make the oil lamp not extinguish in the wind.

"With such a big bellows, isn't the light extinguished as soon as it blows?" Someone next to Xiao Yao asked. The eldest lady seemed to be very curious about this, so she listened attentively.

"You haven't seen the world at first glance, I watched a witch conference a few years ago, and the wizards and the old priests have a way. No matter how strong the wind is and how it blows, the lights will not go out, so that's why the ghost lights the lamp."

Seeing that the field was ready, the white-clothed wizard and the black-clothed old priest each came to the square table, and immediately someone handed them a small torch each.

With a sound of a gong, the four strong men began to pull the bellows, and the drumming wind continued to blow out from the eight bamboo tubes. The wind chimes hanging on the bamboo shelves tinkle and tink, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

I saw that the wizard in white actually handed the torch in his hand to the entourage behind him, and his right hand slammed a palm towards the square table, and the wind blew the wind chimes towards the opposite side of the square table, and then the index finger of his left hand crushed the wick, and a flame appeared out of thin air, instantly igniting the wick. After the wind in the palm of the right hand, the wind from the bamboo tubes on all sides began to blow towards the oil lamp from time to time, and the lamp swayed with the wind.

At this time, his right hand was raised above the wick, and white foam spilled from his palm, and the lamp, which had been swaying before, immediately burst out with long flames. I also saw that his left and right hands were staggered, constantly moving on the lamp, and from time to time the flames were flourishing.

No matter how strong the wind is on the bamboo tubes on all sides, the lights will never go out.

On the other hand, the black-clothed old man also did not use a torch.

When he heard the gong sound, he stretched out his right hand and struck it at the wick, which ignited a flame.

His left hand was constantly dotting the lit flame, and with each click, the lamp became more vigorous, just to offset the interference of the wind.

They must have added some kind of combustible substance to the wick, Xiao Yao thought to himself.

And the eldest lady looked excited. I think it's a vaudeville show. However, as long as the eldest lady is happy, the other qiē are secondary.

The situation has not always been like this, just now there were four strong men pulling the bellows, and at this moment four people were added again, and eight people were pulling the bellows at the same time, and the wind suddenly rose sharply. The wind chimes kept swaying, and the two of them also sped up their movements at the same time.

I saw the white wizard insert the two index fingers of his left and right hands into the flame of the wick at the same time, and then stirred in the same direction on both sides of the wick, and the lamp immediately stabilized, but he did not see him add anything to the wick.

The black-clothed old man was even more peculiar, seeing that he kept circling around the flames with his index finger, and the flames also stabilized in the wind.

Many people outside the arena who saw such a scene for the first time unconsciously cheered. Xiao Yao didn't see what they had done, or what they had smeared on their fingers that were not afraid of fire and could keep the flames intact.

There was a stalemate in the field for a while, and at this time, two young people each held a banana fan, facing the lights of the two people.

The two didn't seem surprised, as if they had known that such an arrangement would be made.

I saw the white-clothed wizard withdraw his hands and blow at the lamp violently, and the lamp was not only not extinguished under the banana fan, but the flames soared, and suddenly rose higher than the bamboo frame on the top.

The black-clothed old man flicked his right hand towards the lamp, and saw that the lamp actually broke away from the wick and floated upward, just avoiding the wind from the fan, and then gently and steadily landed on the wick.

At this time, the person with the banana fan suddenly left the venue, and the person pulling the bellows also stopped. The wind chimes also fell silent.

But people on the sidelines seemed to be more excited.

I saw the two people in the field standing on one side of their own square table, and then I saw the white-clothed wizard's left hand pointing at the lamp, and a flame flew out of the wick, and rushed straight to the flames on the side of the black-clothed old man.

The black-clothed old priest did not show weakness, and lifted the lamp from the bottom up with his right hand, and actually pulled out a wall of fire in the air, easily blocking the wizard's flames.

After the flames were blocked, the black-clothed old man stretched out his hand again and pressed towards the void of the wall of fire in the air, and the wall of fire actually broke into three flames, and rushed towards the white-clothed wizard.

Seeing this, the white-clothed wizard swiped his right hand into the air, and a flame appeared out of thin air, instantly forming a fire curtain to block the three flames.

For a while, the two people's bodies turned, and their left and right hands kept flying out all kinds of flames and rushing towards each other, while they pulled out flames of different shapes to block the fire balls attacked by the other party.

The atmosphere outside the stadium was instantly high, and the competition between the two people in the stadium made the onlookers very enjoyable, and the cheers continued to rise.

It's just that Xiao Yao found a problem, that is, although the two of them are good at controlling fire, it is estimated that they just use different potions to produce flames, and then use palm wind to control the shape and direction of movement of the flames.

But it can be clearly seen that although the black-clothed old man's fire control techniques are full of tricks, and the flames also appear out of thin air, the white-clothed wizard's internal skills are obviously better.

Every time, he just used the remaining strength of the palm wind to urge his own fire, and slapped the main palm wind out to extinguish the lights of the old man in black.

And every time at this time, the black-clothed old man needed to slide his hands around the flames in order to remove the opponent's palm wind.

In this way, the judgment is made.

It seems that in this second game, the wizard in white will definitely win.

It seems that the people around him have also seen the same conclusion and started talking again.

"It's still the Witch Temple. You see, that old boss can only parry, and he can't fight back at all. ”

"Of course at that time, the Witch God Temple has always been so powerful, otherwise wouldn't it be Zhu Youke to be in charge."

"I wish that those people in Yuke should still send the Yin God in a down-to-earth manner, and carry the dead on their backs, and the affairs of the living still have to be up to the Witch God Temple."

"But the Witch God Temple hasn't had a great witch god for a long time, maybe it will decline one day."

"I think that the Witch God Temple and Zhu Youke have lost some ground recently, and now Miao Jiang should be the first to promote the Poison Dragon Sect. Thinking about the poisonous Batian back then, and Hu Meiniang in today's dynasty, even King Miao has to give them three points. ”

"But there is also the Witch Clothes Sect, these two are incompatible, and it is still unclear who will be the dominant one in the end."

"A single family? No, the other forces will not watch any of them dominate. ”

The people around him began to talk about it, but at this time, there were variables in the field.

I saw that the black-clothed old man suddenly opened his mouth, took a deep breath sharply, and then spewed out a burst of white mist at the flames of the white-clothed wizard.

The white mist immediately turned into a burst of blue flames, different from the flames of the wick, different colors were distributed in turn, and this blue flame did not seem to have temperature, and it went straight to the wizard in white.

It seems that he deliberately showed weakness in the previous competition.

Seeing this, the white-clothed wizard immediately walked around the lamp with both palms, and pushed forward violently, and an invisible palm wind rushed towards the blue flames.

The blue flames seemed to be affected by the palm wind and began to shrink. Seeing that it is about to be extinguished, but suddenly there is a change. I saw that the blue flame shrank into a ball and suddenly exploded.

Suddenly turned into dozens of blue flames, most of which flew towards the white-clothed wizard.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations, and the wizard in white was even more shocked. He subconsciously wanted to blow away these blue flames with his palm wind again, but there were too many of these flames to blow them all away.

So his palms flickered, and he slashed several palms in succession, and there were still a few blue flames that bypassed his palm, and one of them actually fell from his lamp.

An even more surprising scene occurred.

I saw the blue flame fall on the lamp, and the flame of the wick was immediately extinguished.

Suddenly, the audience fell silent.

It was a surprise for countless people.

Xiao Yao was also curious, there was still such a flame, which could not be combusted, but stopped burning.

As Xiao Yao expected, the surrounding area suddenly began to discuss again.

Most of the people were talking about this strange blue flame, but the winner was decided. Most people were still secretly glad that Yuko had moved back to the first game, so that they could watch a more exciting third game.

"Shouldn't you wish Yuke the winning method specially researched in order to win the Witch Temple?" The people around him chattered again.

"It must be yes, this Zhu Youke wanted to win the Witch God Temple for a long time, but the Wei family and the Wu family have not been angry, and they haven't won a few times in decades, it seems that this time they have made a bloody investment."

"The Witch God Temple has also won more times, so it has the heart to despise the enemy. It's a pity that they didn't expect them to have such a killer feature. ”

"It's a pity what, so that I can watch a more exciting third game."

In the midst of everyone's discussions, the two people in the field retreated. The props were also carried away, and Zhu Yuke's side was obviously much more aggressive.

At this time, the gong of the third competition sounded.