Chapter 111: The Glory of Blood (Part 1)
The ethereal defeat is worse than the last time, the persistence time is more than twice as short as the last time, and the victory of the martial arts is impeccable, it is the old man who is full of anger, but there is no way to vent, at this moment the cultivation of martial arts is so itchy, that is, the demeanor of the martial artist after the victory of the martial arts is extremely unhappy with the old man.
"Grandpa, no way, no way, they must have cheated. Zhang Wenting gritted his teeth and said.
I was worried that I had no place to vent my anger, and finally found one to vent.
An extremely loud slap slapped heavily on Zhang Wenting's handsome cheek.
"What a good thing you did, if you weren't smart, how could you be up to the top with Xiuwu, how could I lose so much face......
"Grandpa, I ,......" Zhang Wenting was dripping blood in his heart, covering his cheeks in extreme depression, and cursing frantically in his heart.
"Grandpa, the students, the winners, the winners, and the competition between the teachings, they can't, they may win. ”
The old man vented a lot of anger, and his mind finally had a trace of clarity: "Quickly let the Dharma sects think of countermeasures, but we can't let them have this kind of opportunity to turn over, if they can be hit hard, they will be hit hard, there is no need to keep their hands, I will bear it when they die." There are also three people in the deputy position competition to cultivate martial arts, and the competition of the vice president and dean can only be one in each place, and one person can not show the overall strength of the college at all. ”
Tears welled up in the corners of Duan Yanrong's eyes: "I actually won, I actually won, I actually won, I ...... cultivating martial arts."
Zhan Xiaoyao smiled lightly: "Director Broken, Director Xiao, after all, your second elder is also the director, don't you want to be so sensational, if you follow me, Director Broken, your elder's tears can drown me!"
Duan Yanrong didn't have the slightest shame: "It's good if Xiuwu wins, it's good if you win, there are talents in the country, and I can be worthy of the old dean in my life." ”
Zhan Xiaoyao only smiled slightly, but did not say anything.
"The ...... of the Teachers' Competition"
Zhan Xiaoyao's face gradually became solemn, and he shook his head slightly: "It is very likely to lose, miracles are not so easy to obtain, they have to be exchanged for blood and life, and sometimes losing their lives may not be exchanged." They may ...... this battle. ”
Duan Yanrong was originally expecting another strange trick at the martial arts level to resolve it, but when she heard Zhan Yao's words, it seemed that there was no possibility of winning at all.
After a while, the competition of the martial arts began quickly, and after absorbing the experience of the students' competition, the five ethereal Dharma Sects gathered in one place and immediately activated the battle formation, all of which were blessed by the Holy Rank plus the strength of the attack battle array, and the disparity in strength was immediately clear at a glance.
The violent spiritual energy flow at one end of the ethereal end was as bright as a child's arm, and Xiu Wu didn't even start the battle formation, but instead dispersed towards the edge of the arena, avoiding it from a distance.
The ethereal arrangement is mainly based on the attack method cultivation of a saint-level high-grade master, and the rest are auxiliary, and at this moment, the five people have a cold breath, and they are completely contemptuous.
"What is this going to do in cultivating martial arts? Could it be that there are any other strange tricks?"
An old man with an imperial rank in the stands commented with his rich experience: "Strange tricks? I'm afraid that they will be useless in the face of absolute strength." There is still a little room for turnover when gathered in one place, but it can also delay some time. Scatter the fight, just afraid that the victory and defeat will be divided between a few moves. This game of martial arts cultivation is a failure. ”
"Stake stab!"
With a loud shout, the five ethereal people moved at the same time, and the spiritual energy of the four people with the main attack as the center gathered towards the main attack's magic sect body, and the strong wood element filled the arena.
At the same time, the ground of the arena trembled slightly.
"Watch your step!"
The only one who came hurriedly shouted, and under the feet of Zhu Guang, who had cultivated to the highest martial arts sect, a stump of fifty centimeters thick suddenly gushed out from the feet of Zhu Guang. Zhu Guang's body swept rapidly, dodged to the side, and before he could stand firmly, a thick ground thorn suddenly stabbed out from his feet.
Quickly lifting his breath, the spiritual energy surged, and his body suddenly dodged again on the side of the ground thorn, and he dodged in an extremely embarrassing way. The four martial arts cultivators in the distance, Xie Sui, Zhang Wen, Luo Jianhao, and Chang Xiaoyong, only Luo Jianhao and Chang Xiaoyong attacked from afar, and they launched attacks with flying knives and long whips, but they were easily defused. And his teammate Zhu Guang is still in danger.
At the beginning of the competition, Xiu Wu immediately fell into passivity.
"Will you just hide? I'll see how long you can hide? When the time comes, you'll still lose. Wooden Spear Attack!"
A spell sword in the hand of the Dharma Sect, the sword body swung rapidly, the words in his mouth, the speed of the ground thorn raid was even more strange and fast, and a small green cloud suddenly surged in the air, and in the cloud a sharp wooden spear suddenly shot down.
As soon as he dodged the surprise attack of the ground thorns, the spear in the air arrived again, and Ling Yan's strength was incomparable, and his body could not bear it at all.
There was no way to avoid it, Zhu Guang's gum bit the sword body in his hand and finally moved, and a sword force slashed towards the spear with all his might.
Bang!
The strength of the sword qi was dispersed, and cracks appeared in the sword body, while the power of the spear was dissolved somewhat, and it was still shot out without being destroyed.
Fortunately, in the gap between the impacts, Wujiao took the opportunity to dodge again after taking out the sword, and his body was able to avoid the stabbing of the spear, but the qi within the half-zhang range attached to the spear bombarded, shaking the Wujiao and falling.
Martial Sect endured the pain and stood up in a hurry, dodging another round of attacks.
His clothes were already soaked, his hair was scattered, and at this moment, Zhu Guang couldn't take care of it at all, so he just dodged in a hurry to protect his body.
On the other side, the ethereal magic sect responsible for the auxiliary attack in the battle formation was frequent, and the persecuted martial arts cult was also dodging in a panic.
It was still a competition without suspense, and the huge gap in strength made the competition completely one-sided.
"Xiuwu lost!"
"It's not an opponent at all, so why choose to disperse, at least symbolically form a battle formation to resist. Could it be that you still think it's a competition between students, and you want to fight back?"
"How is it possible? It is impossible in the face of strength, it is enough to use a strange trick once, and it will be rotten if you use it again. The opponent is not a fool. ”
"If you lose this game, the martial arts competition will end here, and it is not bad to have today's results after 20 years of silence. ”
The audience was full of discussions, and Xiu Wu didn't seem to have any intention of giving up.
Although Duan Yanrong didn't want to give up, she didn't want to have an accident, the last time she fought against Ethereal, the martial arts were injured and saw blood, this time there was no suspense in the competition, but I was afraid that I would ...... "Dean, if you keep competing, they're going to get hurt. ”
Zhan Xiaoyao hesitated: "Waiting." ”
"Run, where do you want to run!" With a sharp cry in the mouth of the Fa Jiao, his body actually hung in the air with the support of the battle array spiritual energy flow, and the sword body in his right hand suddenly pointed forward, and a stream of spiritual energy shot towards the clouds and mist in the sky, pouring into the clouds.
The clouds and mist were churning, and they continued to spread, completely covering the sky of half of the arena before they stopped.
"It's not good, it's completely a five-element wood element attack, retreat to the right. As soon as Zhang Wen's words landed, a series of green brilliance short swords suddenly projected from the clouds, which were completely condensed from pure wood elements, and shot down with the power of the elements.
Zhang Wen was the only martial artist with metallic nature, and the metallic broadsword slashed wildly, shattering the short sword above his head, and retreating towards the outer edge of the range attack spell. And the rest of the martial arts' five element attributes are too weak to destroy the short sword at all, especially the defensive power of the earth attribute has dropped greatly. The short sword struck, and a burst of rapid bursts of earth-attribute body protection qi was disintegrated in an instant.
More than a dozen short swords all burrowed into the body, turning into wood elements and eroding the internal organs.
Burst!
A mouthful of blood spat out, Xie Sui's body stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and there was still a short sword stabbing above his head.
"Xie Sui!"
The martial arts sects roared with grief and indignation, but the short swords that shot from the sky had no time to care.
"Be careful!" Zhang Wen's big sword swung violently, splitting the short sword around his body, and swept towards Xie Sui's side.
Single-mindedly saving Xie Sui, there was a gap in the swing of the big knife, and the body that swept forward was hit by a short sword, Zhang Wen directly ignored and rushed towards Xie Sui, his body jumped high regardless of the short sword above his head, and the big knife swung to shatter the short sword that shot at Xie Sui.
Poof! The back was pierced by a short sword, Zhang Wen suddenly opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his back and Xie Sui collided, and the big knife in his hand was rising to endure the injury, and he wiped out the short sword that continued to attack in the air for the two of them.
Several other martial arts instructors were also desperate to resist the attack for their more seriously injured teammates.
After a quick clanging, the green clouds finally dispersed, and the ground of the arena was full of wooden daggers that turned into green stars and dissipated. This round of group attacks has finally passed.
At this moment, a small single attack spell is enough to cause the opponent to suffer another heavy blow.
The broken big knife in Zhang Wen's hand was stationed, his body was crouching, the blood at the corner of his mouth was dripping, and the big hand holding the knife couldn't help trembling.
"Xiuwu, you guys are already very good, give up. ”
"Just give up, don't get hurt when someone gets hurt, it's just a competition. ”
The audience was full of shouts of praise, but even so, the eyes of the five people were already cold, and their unyielding fighting spirit was even more high-spirited than before.
"You admit defeat, there is no point in competing again, you can't bear a small single attack spell at the moment. The Ethereal Dharma Sect couldn't help but open his mouth.
Every competition is an experience, if you want to surpass yourself, you have to treat every strength as a battle, until the last moment, not to fight to the last person, until the last person falls, we have not given up the word martial arts. The words of the dean's admonition echoed in his ears, Zhang Wen's eyes were red, and his words were sonorous: "Don't think! As long as the time is not up, as long as there is one person standing, the battle will continue." ”
"This is not a battle, this is just a competition, you will suffer heavy losses in the hard resistance, it is likely that the spiritual veins will be damaged and cannot be repaired, and there will be no chance to cultivate in this life. ”
The main attacking magic sect turned his head and glared at the teammates who were talking behind him: "How do you speak for them, don't forget your identity." ”