Chapter 40: The Great Comparison of Sects (6)

The next day, the third round of the competition began again, in order to avoid people fishing in troubled waters into the top ten, the Jindan monk in charge of arbitration still selectively draws lots, this round of the Lu family and a disciple of the Seven Layers of the Pneumatic Realm on the Guanri Peak, Dai Ziyi, in the first two rounds of the competition, Dai Ziyi's hand is as eye-catching as the 'big fireball technique'. However, after Brother Jindan read out that his opponent was Lu Jiahe, Dai Ziyi let out a long sigh and directly admitted defeat.

For such a result, the disciples of the various peaks did not say sarcastic, but just silently accepted this fact. Xiaocheng's 'Great Fireball Technique' is no less powerful than Dacheng's 'Fireball Technique', and Dai Ziyi's 'Fire Resisting Technique' also tends to be successful after two years of hard work. However, Dacheng's 'Fireball Technique' release speed is much faster than Xiaocheng's 'Big Fireball Technique', so in this way, Dai Ziyi's best technique has become a shortcoming, and it is normal to admit defeat.

Although there were many highlights in the next fifteen games, several eye-catching performances still entered the top 16 without danger.

After a short rest, Mo Dasheng and another Jindan Stage Elder flew over the Grand Arena, in order to ensure that there would be no more tragedies like Bai Zhenxing's, there would be two Jindan Stage Monks in charge of arbitration in each subsequent competition. The remaining sixteen participating disciples were all excited, and as long as they won one more game, they could get the top ten disciples who had been temporarily ranked before the challenge, so as to qualify for the secret realm exploration.

After Mo Dasheng announced the start of the fourth round of the competition, this time he did not deliberately use his mental power to influence the results of the draw, because the remaining sixteen people are very strong in personal strength, and no matter how they draw, there will be a scene of strong collision. He inhaled with his right palm, pulled out two strips of cloth, and said loudly, "Wanghai Peak Bai Wenqi, Liuyun Peak Taiming." ”

The two of them both walked up to the arena, and after throwing out the nameplate, Taiming took out a cyan short sword and picked up a cyan shield in his right hand. He has been practicing the "Flowing Cloud Sword Technique" for two years, and he has practiced the sword technique to the point of perfection, but he has not yet advanced to the foundation building period, and he cannot use the 'Imperial Sword Technique', and he cannot achieve the unity of man and sword, so he can only use the high-grade talisman "Wind God Shield" to assist in defense.

Bai Wenqi held the gun in his right hand, running the 'Thunder God Overlord Body Duel', the spear shook, and purple electric snakes appeared on the silver gun, surrounding the barrel of the gun, sizzling. He will take seriously the disciples who can enter the top sixteen.

With his feet on the ground, with the support of his powerful physical strength, Bai Wenqi's speed instantly reached the extreme, and his body pulled out a series of phantoms, and countless electric sparks condensed in the tip of the spear, and a shot pierced Tai Ming's chest.

With a wave of the green sword in his hand, seven or eight wind blades roared out, and the sound of the sharp wind blades breaking through the air was like a knife cutting glass, which was extremely piercing. In the face of this oncoming wind blade, Bai Wenqi did not dodge or dodge, and drove straight into the spear. Countless electric sparks collide with the wind blade!

"Bang, bang,"

A series of sounds like crystal shattering sounded, and Tang Taiming's wind blade was like glass shattered by the knife array, all of which were shattered, and Bai Wenqi's spear momentum was unabated, and the lightning at the tip of the spear was only less than a zhang away from Tang Taiming's chest.

"Huh!?"

Yu Taiming was shocked, and hurriedly set up the wind god shield, and the cyan wind aura gathered together, forming a thick layer of cyan light on the shield surface.

"Bang!"

Bai Wenqi's silver spear clicked directly on the shield surface, making a tooth-souring sound, although the Wind God Shield removed most of the impact force, Yu Taiming still felt as if he had been hit by a mountain, and the left hand and the left half of his body holding the shield were paralyzed for a short time. Tai Ming's face changed drastically, his own defense was outstanding, and the Wind God Shield, which could use his strength to unload his strength, could not block the other party's blow? His body retreated violently, but the tip of Bai Wenqi's spear was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, making it difficult for him to parry.

"Flowing Cloud Slash!"

Tang Taiming shouted, a sword slashed on the silver spear, the cyan short sword in his hand is also a high-grade talisman weapon, with the addition of infusion of spiritual power, if you encounter a low-grade talisman gun, you can cut two pieces! But Bai Wenqi is not holding a rolling stick, it is also a high-grade talisman.

Even if he used his sword skills and cut his sword on the heavy silver spear, he was numb by the power of thunder and lightning that was robbed, and even the wind spiritual power attached to the long sword was scattered by the power of lightning.

Thor's overlord is really extraordinary!

The gunlike momentum like a landslide and tsunami was still unabated and terrifying after being offset by the three attacks of the Wind Blade, the Wind God Aegis, and the Flowing Cloud Slash. The surrounding space seemed to be locked in an instant, and the wind aura dispersed with a bang, and the unstoppable spear pierced the spiritual power of Taiming's body protection, directly on his neck.

Because Bai Wenqi sent and received freely, after the spear pierced the spiritual power of the protective body, the electric spark on the silver spear disappeared immediately, so Yu Taiming was not injured. His Adam's apple kept rolling, and his face turned pale as paper.

"I throw in the towel!" only three words came out at the end.

The audience was quiet, the inner disciples of each peak were already dumbfounded, no one expected that the battle would end so quickly, just one move, Tang Tai Ming was defeated, and he used three moves to block Bai Wenqi's spear but only changed to such a result, the difference in strength was obvious, it was not a level at all, and Tang Tai Ming was also an outstanding one among the new disciples of Liuyun Peak, second only to Ouyang Wushuang and Chu Potian. And it was such a No. 1 person who was completely defeated with one move, which made it difficult for many people to accept.

Originally, the inner disciples of Wanghai Peak, who couldn't be beaten by Bai Zhenxing's death, were in an uproar, some of them raised their arms and shouted, and some of them burst into tears. The elders of the Jindan period sitting on the main seat also nodded with satisfaction. Only Bai Wuji and Bai Zhennan's cousins looked resentful, Bai Wenqi's performance like this, their cultivation resources will be deviated again in the future. But Bai Wuya, who was next to Bai Wuji, was excited, and seemed to have the urge to rush to the arena to fight Bai Wenqi immediately.

Except for Ji Mingyue and Ouyang Wushuang, who are temporarily in the top ten, they are all cautious, and Bai Wenqi's performance makes them all feel a little threatened.

Lu Jiahe looked at Bai Wenqi on the field, his eyebrows frowned slightly, now Bai Wenqi's combat effectiveness is much stronger than before in the gravity room, why would he keep his hand, there were no outsiders in the gravity field at that time, he could completely kill himself, but he gave up such a good opportunity, what was it for? Although he had reservations before, but even if he went all out, the probability of defeating Bai Wenqi would not be higher than forty percent. Lu Jiahe secretly made up his mind that after this big competition, he must cultivate hard, and this feeling of being suppressed was very uncomfortable.

The next competition is Wen Juan of Yan Wufeng against Nan Rui, a female disciple of Shangwang Haifeng, it was originally another contest between water and fire, but unfortunately although Nan Rui has excellent swordsmanship and cultivation is also a small realm higher than Wen Juan, he has no choice but to not be outstanding enough, and he fell into the phantom array set up by Wen Juan as soon as he appeared and couldn't extricate himself, and finally Jindan arbitration directly ruled that Wen Juan won.

Although illusion is a very powerful technique, during the competition, neither side makes any moves, and the viewer cannot view the battle in the illusion array, so it is very boring. However, when the two Jindan monks in charge of the arbitration in the third game read out the names of the contestants, the audience was in an uproar again, "Casting Pavilion Lu Jiahe, Silent Annihilation Peak Tu Thousand Bone." ”

Lu Jiahe had just stood up, and Shi Jian, who was on the side, reminded him, "Jia and your thunder and lightning technique can just restrain the 'Soul Devouring' sword technique cultivated by the Tu family brothers, but this sword technique is very weird, it is easy to erode the soul of the monk, and you must not be careless." ”

Lu Jiahe nodded silently, his "Sleep Meditation Method" let him know that his soul was different from ordinary people, but he didn't know how strong it was. When encountering an opponent like the Tu Brothers, you can just verify your soul strength.

Also in the viewing seat of Silent Annihilation Peak, Tu Qianmo said to his younger brother with a serious face, "I know that your sword skills have improved a lot recently, but the thunder and lightning of the Lu family and Bai Wenqi just restrained our sword skills, if we find that we are invincible, we must not be strong, you know?" Tu Qiangu just nodded, and didn't say anything, he walked quickly to the arena, staring at Lu Jiahe with straight eyes.

"Nan Shao, look, Tu Qianmo's foolish brother is against the Lu family and that waste, there is a good show to watch now" An inner disciple of Wanghaifeng suddenly said to Bai Zhennan.

Bai Zhennan's face was hideous, "I hope that nerd can cut that damn waste in two, and in the end, both will be defeated, hehe!"

"They're rubbish, they're nerds, what are you, wait, you'll be good-looking when they get into the top ten, idiot!" Bai Wuya, who was watching the battle on the side, suddenly sneered.

"Didn't he just kill Brother Zhenxing by luck, what's the big deal. If he dares to challenge me, I must let him try my "Hehuan Demon Skill", and then let him look ugly, and then I will cut off his head with my own hands to commemorate Brother Zhenxing. It's not like someone who will only grow the morale of others and destroy their own prestige. For this cousin who is ranked higher than himself, Bai Zhennan is also so angry in his heart.

Bai Wuya looked disdainful again, "Idiot, just go to the left side of the door, wash your neck and prepare to be slaughtered!"

"Who do you say?"

Looking at the infighting between the two grandchildren he valued more, Bai Zhengjing rebuked loudly, "Shut up for me, aren't you ashamed enough, don't watch the game and go back to Hantan to cultivate!"

Bai Wuya glanced at Bai Zhennan again, and then turned his gaze to the arena, compared to Bai Zhennan, Bai Wuya was more calm and steady, he was obsessed with cultivation, he didn't love the twists and turns of the world, and the one he looked down on the most was Bai Zhennan, the second ancestor who was extremely worldly. And after Bai Zhennan heard the word "Hantan", he also glared at Bai Wuya, turned his face away, and didn't dare to say anything more.

Tu Qiangu then threw the nameplate to one of the Jindan elders, and then said a few words to the Lu family and intermittently, "Brother said, you are very strong, I want to try to be careful!"

Lu Jiahe smiled at the little boy who looked skinny in front of him, and then threw the nameplate to another Jindan Arbitration Elder.

Tu Qiangu took out a four-foot big knife with a dark body from Naxu Jie, the black aura of the knife body lingered, and he said to Lu Jiahe, "I will make three swords, if I can't win, I will admit defeat!"

"Okay, let's take out the knife!" Lu Jiahe didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly sacrificed the 'Aerial Technique'.

"Haunting dreams!"

Tu Qiangu suddenly shouted, and the rich black qi suddenly erupted, and for a while, there seemed to be countless powerful ghosts wandering in the light mask. Tu Qiangu jumped high and slashed in the air, and a sword qi several feet long with black qi lingering flew directly towards Lu Jiahe, and Lu Jiahe instantly felt his scalp tingle.

In the face of this overwhelming sword qi and ghost mist, Lu Jiahe had a serious face, his hands kept sealing, and more than two dozen fire crows were sent out in a few breaths, and the fire crows flew to form a whirlpool of flame dragons and rushed towards the sword qi.

"Bang, bang" was endless, and the fire crow kept colliding with the knife qi, blocking the forward speed of the knife qi. The fire crow not only blocked the sword qi, but also burned a lot of black qi. However, there was still a large amount of black qi rushing towards Lu Jiahe, and Lu Jiahe wanted to use the 'Aerial Technique' to quickly avoid it.

However, there were still a few black qi invading the Lu family and his mind, and the vision suddenly appeared, and a surging sky-rushing killing intent in the sea of consciousness struck him, as if he was in the battlefield where hundreds of millions of soldiers were fighting, countless soldiers came towards him, and there were stumps and broken arms everywhere, and corpses in different costumes were pressed one layer at a time, and Ah Bi Hell was no different. There are countless living and never dying, countless dead are miserable and desolate, and countless wounded are wailing in pain!

The originally suppressed violent aura was all triggered, and Tu Qiangu's second knife had already slashed towards him.