In the blink of an eye

Dozens of fist-sized blue fireballs smashed towards Zhang Zhengying's body one after another.

The fireball is fast

Let Zhang Zhengying not care about controlling the hill, hurriedly put away the magic trick, slid under his feet, and dodged to the side.

The hill, which lost control, fell to the ground with a bang, and the stone slabs in the ring were smashed and cracked inch by inch.

The disciples watching the battle in the audience all gasped.

But just when Zhang Zhengying felt that he had dodged the attack of the fireballs, he felt that the direction of the wind suddenly changed, and those fireballs floated towards his position again with the wind, but the speed was much slower.

During the movement, Zhang Zhengying glanced with his peripheral vision, and found that Zhang Yifan was pinching the magic trick with his forehand to control the direction of the wind, and his body suddenly stopped, and he quickly took out a spirit rune from the cloth bag and activated it with a spell, "Kanshui!

I saw a white light on the spirit rune, and dozens of transparent water columns with the thickness of arms flew out of it in an instant, like a spirit snake, towards those dark blue fireballs, and collided together.

For a while, the sound of hissing was endless, and white steam suddenly rose from the place where water and fire intersected, and the comparable stalemate froze in place.

However, the fireball quickly became overwhelmed and quickly shrunk.

Zhang Zhengying was overjoyed when he saw this, and suddenly urged the magic trick, and those water columns suddenly became much thicker.

The fire on the other side was extinguished!

Those water columns, with a flash of white light, condensed into dozens of water spears, stabbing towards Zhang Yifan fiercely!

And Zhang Yifan's reaction was also extremely fast, and when he saw that the fire mass was not supported, he had already received the magic trick and moved on the stage.

However, those spears were like maggots on tarsal bones, and no matter how much he jumped and moved, they followed him closely, stretching out a few from time to time to attack him, and then condensed and chased after him again, with the intention of directly driving him out of the field in one go.

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Zhang Huaide, who was in the stands, looked at this scene and couldn't help but shake his head, "It seems that the victory and defeat have been divided, and the disciple of Lingchi Master and Nephew still doesn't ......." ”

"Senior brother, I'm afraid it's too early, take a closer look, although Zhang Yifan seems to be completely downwind, his movements on the stage are like flowing clouds and water, and he still looks like he is at ease, don't you think it's strange?", Zhang Huaijin narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Yifan in the Kunzi ring, and said as if he had something to say.

When Zhang Huaide heard this, he stared into the distance and let out a soft sigh: "Hey! Hearing what Senior Brother said, it's really true." However, how could that Zhang Zhengying give him time to stop and cast spells? Could it be that that disciple didn't specialize in cultivating runes, and had other things to rely on?"

Zhang Huaijin chuckled, "Hehe, I think that kid is looking for an opportunity to win with one blow, and lo and behold, the distance between him and Zhang Zhengying has narrowed." ”

Zhang Huaide nodded silently.

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In the Kunzi ring, Zhang Zhengying struggled to control the water spear, and when he saw that Zhang Yifan was forced back to the edge of the ring several times, he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

According to his estimate, the power of the golden light spell of the two of them can last for dozens of seconds at most, as long as the time comes, Zhang Yifan, who does not have the blessing of the speed of the golden light spell, will definitely escape from the field in order to avoid the attack of the water spear, thinking of this, Zhang Zhengying's face can't help but hang a winner's smile.

However, just when he was slightly distracted, he heard Zhang Yifan suddenly speak with the spirit talisman in his hand, "Duze!"

Zhang Zhengying was startled, and hurriedly looked at it, "How is this possible?"

saw that Zhang Yifan, who was still dodging the water spear, had already thrown out the spirit rune in his hand and shot it at his feet like an arrow from the string.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhengying reacted very quickly, secretly screamed "not good", hurriedly stopped the magic trick in his hand, and was about to hide to the side.

However, his movements were obviously still a step slower, and before he could lift his feet, the spirit rune had already arrived one step ahead.

Then, a black light flashed under his feet, and the originally solid stone slab turned into a quagmire with a diameter of two meters, and his feet were already sunk in it, trapped in place and unable to move.

However, the attack did not end there, only to hear him whisper: "Thunder!"

A spirit rune ran out of Zhao Yifan's hand again, and turned into a white lightning bolt at the moment of leaving, slashing at Zhang Zhengying's body without a sound.

I saw that Zhang Zhengying, who had not had time to react, suddenly rose wisps of green smoke with a burnt smell on his body, and after a few convulsions of his limbs, his eyes rolled and fell backwards unconsciously, and the golden light on his body also flashed and collapsed the moment he fell to the ground.

Winners and losers at a glance.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifan's expression was indifferent, and he put down the magic trick in his hand, and the quagmire under Zhang Zhengying also disappeared and turned into white slabs again.

Zhang Yifan turned around and bowed behind him: "There is Uncle Lao Lingqiu!"

When the Lingqiu Zhenren who was in a trance, heard this, his body was shocked, and then he endured the shock in his heart, slowly walked to Zhang Zhengying's side, reached out to hold his wrist, and after identifying the injury, the shock on his face was even more overflowing.

"Kun, Kunzitai!Second Scene!Zhang Yifan, Win!", Lingqiu Zhenren got up and looked at Zhang Yifan with blazing eyes.

In his opinion, even if someone who had been prepared for a long time and took the thunder talisman from the front, it was impossible to be unscathed. And Zhang Zhengying was clearly unsuspecting and was struck by lightning, in addition to fainting on the spot, but only suffered some skin trauma, the strength of the thunder and lightning can be said to be just right, from this point it can be seen that Zhang Yifan's control of the spirit rune, it can be said that he has achieved the level of ascending to the room, plus the ability to still be distracted when running to stimulate the rune, it is simply like a tiger with wings.

Moreover, since the two of them came to power, Zhang Yifan has always given Lingqiu Zhenren a "lazy" feeling, which made him very disgusted.

Now it seems that it should not be "lazy", but a kind of self-confidence, calmness and calmness in a strong person.

This year's martial arts will become more and more interesting", Lingqiu Zhenren muttered to himself, taking his eyes off Zhang Yifan and walking towards the corner of the ring.

The group of disciples who watched the competition still looked unsatisfied, and they all looked excited about the battle between Zhang Yifan and Zhang Zhengying.

In fact, from the time the two of them started to fight on stage to Zhang Zhengying, who was hit by the thunder charm and fell to the ground, the whole process seemed complicated, but it didn't take long.

It can be said that the two of them didn't even have ten minutes to decide the winner.

But in just a few minutes, it has greatly satisfied the curiosity of the disciples watching the battle on the way of the spirit rune, after all, in the entire Dragon Tiger Mountain Heavenly Master's Mansion, there are very few disciples who can have the opportunity to practice the way of the spirit rune, and there are only a handful of disciples who have the opportunity to compete on ......the same stage with two disciples of the same cultivator.

As soon as they saw Zhang Yifan jump out of the ring, those disciples frantically squeezed towards his position, and surrounded him in a blink of an eye.

said words like congratulations, and all of them showed a very familiar relationship with him.

But Zhang Yifan still looked lazy, yawned and ignored them, and walked to the position of his futon by himself, and the disciples who stood in front of him retreated obediently.

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