When it comes to long-distance attacks, Tong Mu is naturally not the opponent of those disciples with higher attainments in the Divine Arts.

However, a distance of 100 zhang is only a few breaths for the monk, so even if the disciples on the field try to catch up, it is difficult to make up for the initial disadvantage.

Only Zong Song was an exception, and after half a race, his speed had surpassed Tong Mu, and the distance between the two quickly narrowed.

Seeing that he was less than twenty zhang away from the finish line, and the footsteps behind him were getting louder and louder, Tong Mu remembered Zhao Lin's advice, turned his body away, and moved two positions to the left, just in front of Zong Song.

Zong Song was taken aback, and hurriedly changed direction, wanting to overtake Tong Mu from the other side.

Tong Mu remembered that Zhao Lin only asked him to block it once, so he didn't think about anything, closed his eyes and rushed forward.

Whew......

The two figures collided almost at the same time.

After a breath, the rest of the disciples also crossed the finish line one after another.

"Tong Mu is the first, Zong Song is the second."

Although the gap between the two was very subtle, with Elder Wu's eyesight, he could still tell who came first and who came last.

"Elder, he just blocked me!"

Zong Song stepped forward unconvinced.

"Really? With such a wide field, how can he block you alone? ”

Elder Wu said with a calm face, of course he saw the situation just now, but Tong Mu only ran two crooked steps, and he couldn't tell whether it was intentional or unintentional.

What's more, he didn't say in advance whether he could stop it, of course, he had to uphold the rules he had set.

"This ......"

Zong Song didn't dare to complain anymore, turned his head and glared at Tong Mu fiercely.

"Don't say it, Tong Mu's action just now is ugly, it really works!"

"Indeed, I tried, and it was faster than running standing up!"

"How did you come up with it?"

Seeing that Tong Mu had won the first place, the disciples changed their previous attitude and began to imitate his movements. I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I think it has an effect.

"Senior Brother Zhao, here you go."

Tong Mu ran back in a hurry, holding the Yangyuan Pill he had just received in his hand, and wanted to give it to Zhao Lin.

"You take it, senior brother is not short of pills."

Zhao Lin smiled and refused to go back.

"How's that going to work? I was able to win this game thanks to my brother. ”

Tong Mu insisted.

"Senior brother has a lot of pills, let's talk about ......"

Zhao Lin lowered his voice, "There are still two more games ahead, don't worry." ”

"Senior brother wants to participate in the last two competitions? That's going to win. ”

Tong Mu's eyes lit up, and then he put away the pill.

The second game is the Phantom Formation.

Elder Wu had already arranged a psychedelic array in the middle of the field in advance, and drew a circle with a diameter of thirty zhang with white powder.

This competition aroused great interest among the disciples, and many second-year disciples who had never experienced the psychedelic array walked into the array.

"Senior Brother Zhao, I want to try, let's go together?"

Li Sancai was eager to try.

"Okay."

Zhao Lin nodded in agreement, turned his head and glanced at Zhu Cong, "Do you want to go?" ”

"No, no."

Zhu Cong's head shook like a rattle, "I heard that there are monsters inside, I'm afraid." ”

Zhao Lin couldn't help but laugh, and walked to the field with Li Sancai.

After a while, there were already seventy or eighty disciples standing in the circle, waiting for the circle to open.

"All ready?"

Elder Wu held a five-color array disc and reminded everyone, "The magic circle is now open, as long as three people get out, the old man will stop the magic circle." ”

"Three, two, one!"

The array let out a low roar, and the psychedelic array activated.

The expressions on the faces of the disciples in the audience immediately changed.

In their eyes, the sky suddenly darkened, it was as black as ink, they could not see anything, and they heard all kinds of strange sounds in their ears.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

"Whoosh ......"

"Hiss ......"

Someone heard the sound of the boulder rolling, and was so frightened that he hugged his head and ran, "The stone is coming, run!" ”

Someone heard the sound of bows and arrows shooting, and immediately lay on the ground, not daring to move.

There are also people who hear the sound of poisonous snakes biting, standing in place and trembling, "Ah, there are snakes! ”

Only Zhao Lin looked calm and was not confused by the scene in front of him.

The power of the psychedelic array is far inferior to the ghost cultivator's three-yin phantom killing array.

Of course, this is not that Elder Wu can't arrange a stronger magic circle, this is done to protect his disciples, there are only illusions, and he can't attack with magic.

Zhao Lin did not release his divine sense to detect the surroundings, the direction in the magic circle was reversed, and his divine sense was disturbed, and he could not detect the correct direction.

And once the divine consciousness is released, the magic circle can change even more terrifying illusions according to the divine consciousness.

Despite this, the illusion kept flashing.

There are also bold disciples who have a single heart, ignoring the danger in front of them, and just moving forward, only to find that the scene has changed again.

Some people can't help but cry loudly when they see their long-deceased relatives.

When some people saw their former enemies, they shouted and cursed, and even added their fists and feet.

There are also people who see the woman they have admired for a long time, and just walked over, but the other party turned into a skeleton......

All kinds of expressions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy constantly appeared on the faces of the disciples.

The disciples in the formation scurried around like headless flies, dancing with their hands, but the people outside the arena watched with relish.

"Haha, everyone, look, Jia Hui is usually a very stable person, why is he rolling all over the ground like a fool?"

"Pan Shi is the same, grinning and giggling."

"Look at Senior Brother Song, just now he arrogantly said that his name belongs to him, and now he is squatting on the ground crying so much that his snot is flowing out......"

Mockery is ridicule, and they also know in their hearts that if they go up, they may not perform as well as the people on the field.

Zhu Cong's face was full of doubts, and he asked, "Senior Brother Tong, how did these people become like this, I don't know if it's an illusion?" ”

He didn't feel the horror of the psychedelic array at all off the field, he just felt that the performance of these people was too unbearable.

Tong Mu shook his head and said, "I don't know, I heard Senior Brother Zhao mention that the magic circle interferes with the mind, and the illusion is extremely real, if you are in it, you won't think it's fake." ”

"It's horrible."

Zhu Cong thought for a while, and then asked, "Then can't I close my eyes and go out directly?" ”

Tong Mu smiled: "I'm afraid not." It's not just the eyes that are fascinated by the psychedelic array, but the mind is also confused, and the illusion with the eyes closed is more realistic. ”

"And the direction inside is reversed, you think you are walking in a straight line, but in fact, you are spinning in place, do you see Liao Yong and Zhuo Feihu, the two senior brothers, aren't they hugging each other and going in circles?"

Zhu Cong patted his chest and said, "No wonder, Senior Brother Zhao is still powerful." ”

Zhao Lin had already walked to the edge of the circle at this time, and just as he was about to leave the formation, the illusion suddenly disappeared, and the person had already come outside the circle.

Elder Wu looked over with a smile on his face, "Very good, you are the first to come out." ”

As he spoke, he took out a bottle of Yangyuan Pill, "This is a reward." ”

Zhao Lin stared at Elder Wu, not only did he not step forward to pick him up, but instead took a few steps back, and the things in front of him changed, and he finally walked out of the psychedelic array.

"Zhao Lin, first place."

Elder Wu smiled and handed Zhao Lin a bottle of Yangyuan Pill.

"Thank you, Elder."

Zhao Lin thanked him and looked back at the magic circle.

The disciples in the formation were still struggling, full of ugliness.

"Kind old lady, give me something to eat, I'll ...... I'm starving. ”

Li Sancai lay on the ground, crawled forward, raised one hand above the top, as if holding a bowl, and said with tears in his eyes.

"Haha, begging Hanako."

An onlooker disciple pointed at Li Sancai and laughed.

Zhao Lin looked at it coldly, and the disciple was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth.

Half an hour later, a third-year disciple walked out of the psychedelic array, followed by Lin Chaoran.

The two saw Zhao Lin standing outside the arena with a disappointed look on their faces.

"Alright, that's the end of the competition."

Elder Wu held down the array disk, and the psychedelic array immediately closed.

The illusion disappeared, and the disciples in the field woke up like a dream, you look at me, I look at you, and walked back with a sigh.

The third game is a test of sharpshoot.

Two disciples carried up an iron frame, on which hung a silver ring, on which was a thin rope with a copper coin tied to the rope.

The copper coin is just in the middle of the silver ring.

Elder Wu walked to the iron frame and said, "During the competition, you can use the Spirit Knife Technique, the Spirit Hammer Technique, the Spirit Thorn Technique and other attack spells to shoot copper coins. ”

"In order to prevent someone from deliberately messing around with large spells, you can't touch the silver ring when shooting."

"Fifteen zhang distance, three chances per person. When the copper coin rings and the silver ring does not move, it is counted as a hit. ”

When the disciples heard this, they all gasped.

At a distance of fifteen zhang, only one black dot can be seen if the copper coin is small.

If you want to hit at such a long distance, the requirements for divine consciousness and spiritual power are extremely high, and you must be extremely accurate.

The silver ring is only the size of a small bowl, which means that the condensed spirit sword cannot be too big, and must be able to pass through the middle of the silver ring.

Otherwise, when the silver ring rings, it will be useless to hit the copper coin.

Elder Wu continued, "There is another point, after the spell is released, you can't use your divine sense to control and change direction, otherwise it will be counted as a failure. ”

Hearing this, some disciples who wanted to play immediately dispelled their thoughts.

The spirit knife technique is cultivated to a small level, and you can use your divine sense to control the direction, if the speed is a little slower and the direction is temporarily adjusted, it is still possible to hit.

If you are not allowed to change direction, then you must be absolutely precise when you shoot, and you can't deviate a little.

"Elder, what if it's a draw?"

A disciple asked.

"If there is a draw, the target will be stretched to 20 zhang, if it is still a tie, it will be extended to 25 zhang, and so on."

Elder Wu explained, "The copper coins and silver rings are made of pure gold, so you don't have to worry about breaking them. ”

"Alright, let's get started!"

This competition was the most difficult of the three, and the number of disciples participating in the competition was much smaller than the previous two, only nine people.

Except for Zhao Lin and Lin Chaoran, the rest are all three-year-old children, including Dou Wu and Gong Huaipeng, who are rumored to have the hope of achieving a ranking in the Fighting Law Competition.

The first disciple to appear was named Zhou Tianming, he stared at the copper coin for a long time, pinched the magic trick in his hand, and shouted: "Wooden swordsmanship!" ”

A blue light flew out of his hand, and only the sound of "bell" was heard, and the silver ring made a crisp sound.

It was not easy to hit the silver ring, and there was sparse applause from the audience.

In the next two casts, Zhou Tianming adjusted the wooden sword to a smaller size, and the direction changed slightly, and finally hit the copper coin on the third shot.

He knew that there was no hope of victory, and walked off the field with a shake of his head.

The second disciple on the field used the Golden Thorn Technique, and his performance was slightly better than Zhou Tianming.

Hit the copper coin twice, but once hit the copper coin and hit the silver ring.

The third one to appear was Zhao Lin's turn, and the onlookers immediately quieted down.

Zhao Lin was the only martial cultivator in the Spirit Dao Academy, and he won the first place in the Dharma Ceremony last year, and every disciple had heard of his name.

Coupled with the fact that he had just won the first place in the Phantom Array Exit Competition, everyone was looking forward to his performance.

Zhao Lin released his divine sense and locked on the copper coin.

The magic attainments of the first two disciples are Xiaocheng, but the same attainments have a certain difference in level.

Zhao Lin's spells came from Miao Kefa, a master of Dao law, and he had inherited relevant experience, not to mention that he had already mastered proficient-level spells, and his accuracy was naturally much stronger than the previous two.

"Ice Blades!"

The spell was shot, and the copper coin made a "ding" sound, and the silver ring did not move.

Zhao Lin deliberately suppressed the casting time and the condensation of the ice blade, which looked almost the same as a small level spell.

Despite this, Elder Wu was also moved on his face, and he could see that Zhao Lin's ice blade skills were far superior to those of the previous two.

Zhao Lin stood silently for a while, waiting for the copper coin to return to its place, and then sent two more ice knife techniques, and it was all in again.

"Accurate!"

"It's well deserved, it's really amazing!"

The disciples erupted in a round of applause.

Next, the six disciples in the back took turns to appear.

After the first round, there were only four people left on the court: Zhao Lin, Lin Chaoran, Dou Wu and Gong Huaipeng.

"The target is five feet back."

Elder Wu commanded.

The disciple immediately walked up and moved the iron frame back five feet.

The distance of twenty zhang, not to mention the copper coin, even the silver ring is almost invisible.

This time, Zhao Lin was the first to play, and he still hit all three spells.

"Golden Swordsmanship!"

Lin Chaoran felt the pressure increase sharply, and he aimed for a long time before casting the spell, but the shot missed, and only hit the silver ring.

He sighed and walked out unwillingly, he was an earth spirit root, and his magic talent was also outstanding, but he was always pressed by Zhao Lin.

Next, Dou Wu and Gong Huaipeng played one after another.

Dou Wu, like Lin Chaoran, missed the first arrow, but Gong Huaipeng was hit three times.

Without waiting for Elder Wu's command, the disciple came up and moved the arrow target back five zhang again.

Zhao Lin glanced at Gong Huaipeng and finally felt the pressure.

If the opponent still hits all of them this time, the target will be moved to a distance of 30 feet.

His divine sense can only reach 30 zhang, and it is difficult to ensure accurate shooting in this marginal area.

"It's still not strong enough!"

Zhao Lin said secretly, remembering what Elder Wu had said about the Nine Turns Condensing Divine Skill.

If one cultivates this exercise, one's divine consciousness will continue to extend without being limited by one's cultivation.

Zhao Lin calmed down and released the ice knife technique.

Bite...... Bite...... Bite!

Three times in a row, the blade passes through the silver ring and hits the copper coin.

Zhao Lin calmly stepped aside, patiently waiting for the result.

Seeing this, Elder Wu was shocked in his heart, Zhao Lin's ice knife technique was already the top level of the Xiaocheng level, and if he continued like this, I am afraid that it would not take a year or two to cultivate to the proficient level.

This pressure came to Gong Huaipeng.

"Wind Knife Technique!"

Gong Huaipeng waved his hand and released a wind knife.

The silver ring vibrates.

Zhao Lin breathed a sigh of relief, if the other party was as successful as himself, it would be difficult to win.

Although he missed for the first time, Gong Huaipeng still insisted on the two spells after shooting, and the final result was one of three.

"Zhao Lin wins."

Elder Wu announced. (End of chapter)