At this time, on a magic platform in front of him, a black-clothed boy and a purple-clothed boy were fighting tightly with the basic spells "Water Flying Technique" and "Fire Leaf Technique". Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The two sides stood opposite each other, and at the same time mobilized the Yuan Force in their bodies, pinching their fingers to cast spells. Then you go back and forth, bombarding each other's "spell shields" with spells, and the competition is who smashes the spell shields on each other's bodies first.

Although this fighting method was simple and crude, the registered disciples who were watching the excitement around were also excited and kept cheering loudly.

"The time for these two people to cast spells is about ten breaths, which is basically the level of entry, and it can only be a stake fighting method. It's boring and unpractical, and I don't know how many times I've died in actual combat......"

Zichen only glanced at it twice, then shook his head slightly, didn't bother to look at it again, and turned to another circle.

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"That tall young man's Dharma Dao foundation is unstable, the success rate of spell casting is low, and he won't lose unjustly......"

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"Although the spell casting time of the young man in white is fast, it has a big flaw, obviously the sword is biased, sacrificing the power and effect of the spell in exchange for the spell casting time......"

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After turning around several times in a row, Zichen couldn't stand it, shook his head and walked away.

When the whole square almost turned around, Zichen was suddenly stunned, and suddenly realized that in the past, he was no different from those named disciples who watched the excitement, and he would be very happy to watch, and he was extremely excited.

Why did they shake their heads and walk away after watching it this time?

"Yes, after I cultivated the 'Fire Shield Technique' to the fullest, I have also gained a lot of improvement in the Dharma Dao, and many Dharma Dao theories and changes have become more clear......

After being stunned, Zichen had suddenly realized.

Remembering that he used to be the same as those famous disciples who watched the excitement, although he couldn't see too many things, he was so excited that he yelled, as if he didn't shout, he would be looked down upon, Zichen shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "Sure enough...... The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, my Dharma path has been improved, and I can see the doorway more......"

At this time, a tsunami-like cheering sound suddenly erupted from a Dharma fighting platform somewhere in the square, which completely attracted the focus of the field, and some of the registered disciples who were learning the fighting method were also stunned, and at the same time stopped and looked in the direction of the cheers.

Zichen was also attracted to attention, and after a few steps, he blended into the crowd, only to find that there was actually a tall and tall registered disciple in the field, and a thin disciple was fighting.

These two registered disciples, Zichen naturally knew each other, although they were both new disciples who had only been in the camp for a year, they were celebrities in the training camp.

That person is tall and big, and he is the first tyrant of the training camp, Chen Lin, from a big family, he acts domineeringly, no one dares to provoke him, and his talent in the Dharma path is extremely good, he has been in the camp for less than a year, and he is already a cultivator in the late stage of the first order;

The thin one is Zhang Ke, although he was born in a small family, he has a very good talent for the Fa Dao, he is a well-known master in the training camp, and is recognized as one of the disciples who have the hope of entering the outer gate of the Iron Sword Gate in the future.

At this time, Chen Lin, who was tall and tall, was using the "Stone Bullet Technique", which was full of attack power and momentum, while Zhang Ke was using the "Water Blade Technique", which was flexible and fast, sharp and changeable.

This battle, because the strength of the two sides is stronger, is much better than the battle in the previous circles, and it is also much more lively, and the registered disciples watching from the side only watched the blood and cheers.

Zichen also stopped this time and watched carefully.

Chen Lin was a cultivator in the late stage of the first order, while Zhang Ke was the peak of the first order. In terms of cultivation, Zhang Ke had a slight advantage, but after Zichen looked at it for a while, he found that Chen Lin's attainments in the "Stone Bullet Technique" should be close to Dacheng, which was obviously higher than Zhang Ke's "Water Blade Technique".

The results of the battle between the Dharma cultivators are mainly related to the level of the Dharma Dao cultivation and the realm of the spell of cultivation. Although Chen Lin suffered a loss in cultivation, Zhang Ke suffered in the realm of spells. Pulling each other like this, the two sides were at a stalemate for a while.

The speed of the spell attack itself is better than that of the arrow, and even if an ordinary person can react, it is almost impossible to dodge. Therefore, although the scene of this fight is much better, the way of fighting is still standing, and the two sides go back and forth, bombarding each other with spells.

However, because the strength of the two sides is stronger, the realm of spells is more advanced, and the speed of casting spells is naturally much faster.

The fighting method lasted for a few more rounds, Chen Lin relied on the advantage of the spell realm, and gradually gained the upper hand, and the "stone bullet technique" was continuously cast, and the light of the spell shield on Zhang Ke's body became more and more dim.

Zichen nodded slightly. This Chen Lin has an advantage in the spell realm, and the speed of casting spells is more, in such a standing pile fighting method, he naturally has a huge advantage, and the spell shield on Zhang Ke's body will be shattered faster, and it is only a matter of time before he is defeated.

Sure enough, after a few more rounds, Chen Lin shouted, pinched his fingers, and pointed a little towards the ground in front of him, and the dust in that space immediately condensed, turned into a rough stone bullet in the blink of an eye, and bombarded Zhang Ke fiercely.

Bang!

The translucent spell shield on Zhang Ke's body immediately dimmed and shattered, and Zhang Ke snorted, was blown out by the impact, and fell to the ground.

"I lost ......"

Zhang Ke was also simple, lost simply, and said simply, then got up, patted the dust on his body, hung his head and was about to separate the crowd.

Suddenly, Chen Lin stepped forward and kicked Zhang Ke to the ground, stepped on Zhang Ke's chest, and said viciously: "Hmph, if you come out of a small family, you dare to argue with me?"

Zhang Ke's face was angry and red, almost dripping blood. At this time, Deacon Luo, who was in charge of this Dharma Fighting Platform, couldn't stand it and said, "Chen Lin, they are all disciples of the same training camp, and they have to be forgiving and forgiving. ”

Deacon Luo spoke, Chen Lin snorted, kicked Zhang Ke, and let go of Zhang Ke.

"Haha! Brother Chen is mighty!"

"I don't know what I can do, dare to go against Brother Chen! This is the end!"

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In the crowd, the disciples who had always been close to Chen Lin laughed one after another.

Zichen shook his head with heavy eyebrows, feeling that this Chen Lin was too domineering, and he didn't understand the truth of being forgiving and forgiving.

Zhang Ke paid the cost of the martial arts platform in accordance with the rules of the loser paying the money, and then left in shame amid the laughter of everyone.

And Chen Lin was extremely proud, crossed his arms, laughed proudly, and began to enjoy the cheers of the crowd. But his eyes swept through the crowd, and his smile froze a little, because he saw that in the crowd, a black-robed young man was shaking his head gently.

This black-robed young man, Chen Lin recognized it at a glance as the waste material Zichen in the training camp. Shaking his head at such a Dharma waste as Zichen, this couldn't help but make Chen Lin angry.