In charge of managing the martial arts training ground and adjudicating the outcome of the victory and defeat are two highly qualified disciples in the foundation building period, who are directly appointed by the head of the sect.

Once the situation is not right, as long as you move the spirit beads in the magic circle, the people in the field will be isolated and popped out of the field to avoid being hurt by the magic force.

One of the referees walked into the middle of the field, looked at the disparity in numbers and strength of the two sides, frowned and asked Yin Zizhang, "Do you really want to accept the challenge of the five of them?" There is also a limit to the youthfulness and vigor, and the setting of the martial arts training ground is for the disciples to learn from each other, increase their actual combat experience and improve their cultivation, not to condone private provocation and revenge, and bully the weak! ”

The last few sentences are obviously the actions of the people of even Yuanfeng.

Bu Yaolian sneered again and again, without saying a word, and Yin Zizhang even saved his expression.

The referee shook his head, still asking Yin Zizhang: "Do you use magic weapons in the competition?" "Most of the disciples of Yuanying Patriarch have powerful magic weapons or even treasure weapons in their hands, otherwise they wouldn't be so big.

Yin Zizhang stretched out his finger and pointed at the five people opposite, and said, "Let them decide, lest they lose and have a lot of excuses to entangle." ”

The referee and the audience were collectively speechless, what does it mean to be crazy, this is it!

Many people secretly shook their heads and sighed, the qualifications of this disciple received by Patriarch You Qianqian You are good, but this kind of character is really flattering.

Others despise this, how can Bu Yaolian be embarrassed to say that they want to use magic weapons? Besides, he also suspected that Yin Zizhang had a "secret weapon" on his body, so he gritted his teeth and first took off the storage bag on his body and threw it into the hands of another referee, and said viciously: "Clean up a kid like you who doesn't know the height of the sky, and you still need the uncle to use magic weapons?!" The other four did the same.

The two referees glanced at each other, no matter what, they were all persuaded if they should be persuaded, and they couldn't do anything if they didn't appreciate it.

While! The bell rang, and the referee shouted from the audience: "Go!" ”

Zhu Zhu stood in the front row of the stage and quietly tightened his sleeves. With so many people in the audience, I am afraid that she is the only one who unswervingly believes that Yin Zizhang will win.

She has seen Yin Zizhang's cultivation method with her own eyes, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as cruel, especially in the past month, there have been Bao Fahu and Pei Gu sparring, he has been meditating and practicing qi for almost half a day, and he has been practicing combat techniques and spells with Bao and Pei for half a day, and he has not even slept down, the only thing he relaxes is when he eats.

Bao Fahu once said that Yin Zizhang's comprehension of attack spells is amazingly high, and his actual combat ability far exceeds that of monks of the same level.

In the field, the five people of even Yuanfeng have launched a fierce offensive, two outer disciples of the eighth layer of the Qi refining period chanted mantras one left and one right, and a bolt of lightning with the thickness of an arm slashed towards Yin Zizhang from top to bottom, and two huge fireballs rushed straight towards Yin Zizhang's chest and abdomen and lower plate with a roaring sound, attacking in three ways.

Another outer disciple moved a few wisps of blue-green aura with both hands, condensing into green vines one by one, and wrapped around Yin Zizhang's feet.

And the other two ninth-layer disciples of the Qi Refining Period cooperated with the same sect to block Yin Zizhang's retreat in a triangular outflanking situation, and at the same time cast a spell to attack with a terrifying momentum!

The disciples in the audience exclaimed again and again, imagining that if they stood in Yin Zizhang's position, they would probably die, and the two referees even put their hands on the spirit beads that controlled the large array, always ready to move the spirit beads to separate the warring parties so as not to cause deaths.

Yin Zizhang did something unexpected in the face of the front and back attacks......

He flashed back with a speed that surpassed all the opponents in the field, and slammed into Bu Yaolian, who was guarding and casting spells behind him. Before the other disciple guarding the rear could react, he felt a chill in the back of his head, and he didn't want to rush forward in shock, but he just met the three fellow disciples who were attacking in front.

The four of them hurriedly defended the defense, and the recruitment was recruited, and suddenly there was an exclamation from Bu Yaolian, and then there was a loud bang, they hurriedly turned their heads to look, but saw that Bu Yaolian had fallen to the stage, his mouth and nose were bleeding, his face was pale, and his clothes and hair quickly formed a layer of frost.

Even Yuanfeng and these people all thought that Yin Zizhang's cultivation was weaker than them, and he would inevitably avoid the two ninth-layer strong hands of the Qi Refining Period, and chose to seek a breakthrough among the three eighth-layer disciples of the Qi Refining Period with weak mana, but they didn't expect that as soon as he came up, he would directly launch a fierce attack on Bu Yaolian, the strongest opponent of the enemy, and his speed and strength were completely beyond their imagination.

He formed a thick ice shield directly in front of him in a very short period of time, and then forcibly knocked the unsuspecting Bu Yaolian off the stage with the explosive power of his body, and Bu Yaolian, who was two levels higher than him in everyone's eyes, couldn't afford to be seriously injured under his collision!

Everyone is very puzzled, is this Yin Zizhang a martial arts cultivator? Why is the explosiveness and strength of the body so terrifying?!

But judging from the fact that he instantly formed an ice shield, he should be like an ordinary immortal cultivator who draws spiritual energy into his body to cultivate spells.

Bu Yaolian can be said to have died before he sent his troops, and the four people on the stage had not yet woken up, Yin Zizhang had already appeared in front of them like a ghost, with a white light, and hundreds of ice needles shot towards the only remaining ninth-level disciple of the Qi Refining Period.

Just now, Yin Zizhang had been distracted and forced him to break into the attack range of the other three, at this moment, the direction of the four people standing was chaotic, the ice needle came tricky, no matter how this person dodged, he would run into his companion, he stomped his feet anxiously and made a light body method to quickly rush upward, regardless of whether the one behind him could avoid Yin Zizhang's ice needle.

It's just that the speed of those ice needles is indeed too fast, and he inevitably hit a few in his feet, the strange thing is that it is not too painful, and he has no time to rejoice, so he heard Yin Zizhang shout "burst", and a sharp pain erupted from the middle needle, and several inconspicuous ice needles burst in response, exploding his wounds into pieces of flesh and blood.

And the disciple who was standing behind him was even more miserable, in the panic, he only had time to open a small part of the ice needle with the green vine formed by the aura, and most of it was pierced into him, and he was immediately exploded into a bloody man and fell to the ground.

One of the other two disciples used his thunderbolt technique to attack Yin Zizhang, and the other turned the fireball into a giant dragon with teeth and claws and flew over.

Facing the all-out attack of the two eighth-layer disciples of the Qi Refining Period, this time Yin Zizhang was very calm, his left hand waved out a cloud of ice mist wrapped in lightning and threw it back, and the aura in his right hand condensed into a blue and faint long knife, and the fire dragon was twisted into countless sparks between the wanton swings, and the sparks made a small sound when they touched the long knife, turning into wisps of green smoke and disappearing without a trace.

The disciple of the "discharge" was in a hurry, and a big black hand with a flickering electric light condensed in front of him, wanting to break the ice mist, and when the two sides touched, he only felt a cold air that was enough to freeze everything, and the black palm condensed with spiritual energy collapsed in an instant like a stone wall struck by a steel hammer, and the unstoppable force knocked him out at once, and he fell to the stage and passed out.

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