This can be regarded as a tradition of inviting the gods, because the power of faith is not something that the human body can hold.

Once a long battle has passed, it is inevitable that through a long period of sleep, your spiritual power will gradually eliminate the influence of the power of faith on you.

Hearing his master say this, the young man pursed his lips, and then looked at Wen Wanwan with a serious look in his eyes.

"Shall we get started, then?"

"Let's get started!"

Wen Wanwan took a deep breath and pinched a trick with one hand, and a mysterious aura suddenly emerged.

Druid Secret Method: Bestiality!

Beastification is one of the few fighting methods that belong to the druids, and as an auxiliary profession, only a few combat methods are naturally surprisingly strong.

Bestiality: Tiger Claw!

Bestiality: Bear body!

Bestiality: Hawkeye!

Three beasts blessed his body one after another, and a phantom that could only be seen by using spiritual power suddenly appeared behind Wen Wanwan.

This phantom has a warm face, but the eyes reveal a sharpness.

The limbs turned into tiger claws, and the blood on the claws proved that the attack power was absolutely strong.

And the bulging muscles on the bastard's body look like a popping bear, although it is just a four-like, but no one who can see it will doubt the combat power of this thing.

"Daomen disciple Yuan Qingxun, please Erlang Zhenjun!"

As a huge force emerged from Yuan Qingxun's body, the mana condensed into a three-pronged two-sided halberd in a moment.

"Fight!"

The two bodies collided in an instant, and the sharp teeth on the tiger's claws could be called sharpened like clay under the action of mana.

And Eagle Eye gave Wen Wanwan good eyesight, and she could easily perceive every movement of the other party.

The explosive power of the bear body still has the upper hand in the battle.

In the staggered hands of the three-pronged halberd and Wen Wanwan's hands, spiritual power and mana collided with each other, and the air around Ang was a little illusory.

The eyes of several people sitting in the audience also showed a rare trace of solemnity.

Wen Wanwan's combat power was obviously beyond their imagination, at least in these years, it was rare to see a shaman of the younger generation reach this level.

The two figures collided for more than thirty minutes, and Wen Wanwan's mental power was consumed by more than half, and Yuan Qingxun's figure was already a little shaky.

Compared to Wen Wanwan, he will be even more uncomfortable.

After all, the power of faith is still borrowed after all, even if the compatibility between him and Erlang Zhenjun has reached 98%, in the face of Wen Wanwan's outrageous power, it is inevitable that he will be a little unbearable.

"I admit defeat and stop fighting!"

Faced with Wen Wanwan's strength that still did not weaken much, Yuan Qingxun directly opened his mouth and chose to surrender.

Although the strength was borrowed, he was the one who was beaten!

Wen Wanwan's body is ridiculously hard, and ordinary small injuries are no different from tickling.

But even if he used the power of Erlang Zhenjun's faith, he was still a mortal in the flesh after all, and it hurt terribly if he was hit by it.

has been able to fight until now, and it was all drawn out by his master with a stick in ordinary training.

When the old man in the audience heard the words of admitting defeat, his face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at his apprentice who had contacted the gods, and then announced that Wen Wanwan had won this victory.

Countless disciples felt nervous in their hearts when they saw this result, the big disciples of Qifeng, please Shenfeng is not the weakest one.

Now that Wen Wanwan can beat Yuan Qingxun, it means that the Seven Peaks Challenge, which was almost impossible to complete, now has at least half of the probability.

And Yuan Qingxun, who was carried back by the old man, was pulled up by a figure before he could rub some potion on the wound.

"Fifth brother, tell me what is the situation today?"

"Hey, don't move, it hurts!"

"Don't worry about these little things, let's talk about it, I'll fight that girl tomorrow."

Hearing this, Yuan Qingxun sat up with difficulty and opened his mouth.

"It's the first time I've encountered a druid, and the way she fights is very peculiar, and I can feel that her power is also borrowed."

"But unlike the power of my faith, the price of borrowing her strength is very small, and the mental pressure she bears is almost none."

"If you fight her, you must not be dragged into a protracted war."

"And if you fight her, there is a very important problem, that is, you must leave a puppet beside you."

"Based on her performance today, she only borrowed three powers, but I have reason to suspect that she can also borrow one speed."

"Once you don't have a puppet by your side, after being approached by her, your small body has little ability to resist."

……

Although he lost the battle, and he still used the humiliating way of surrendering, Yuan Qingxun didn't want to see someone pick their seven main peaks in a row.

They were all brought to the mountain gate since childhood, eating together, fishing together, peeking down the mountain together, emm...... I can't say anything about this.

The relationship between them has long been no different from that of his own brother, he lost, but if the brother can win, then he has a share of the credit anyway.

At least after the end of the mountain gate, the beating can be lighter.

Time is like the Lucky Star people, and every season is looking forward to a new entertainment lineup.

In the blink of an eye, it was already the morning of the next day, and Wen Wanwan had gone through a night of cultivation, and his mental strength had also recovered a little.

It's not in its heyday, but at least it's okay to deal with today's fight.

It wasn't until the moment she stood in the ring that Wen Wanwan finally discovered where the difficulty of this seven-in-a-row slash was.

The big disciples of each peak of the Dao Sect are not weak in themselves, even if you are strong enough, one or two is no problem, but you have to deal with such a difficult battle every day for seven days.

Whether it is with mental power or mana, the speed of recovery can never be compared to the consumption.

The people you face will get stronger and stronger, but your strength will inevitably plummet.

After taking a deep breath, Wen Wanwan also arched her hand to the figure in front of her.

"Shaman Druid, please advise!"

"Daomen Puppet Peak, please advise!"

As the words fell, Wen Wanwan finally noticed the large pile of wooden or steel humanoid puppets in the corner of the ring.

The memory in my brain suddenly came to mind, and my heart suddenly became vigilant.

The puppet peak was very strong a long time ago, and it was only in recent years that it showed signs of weakening.

The reason is also very simple, originally the puppet peak used some powerful monster corpses, and after being transformed, it can exert extremely strong combat effectiveness.

But now the demon is basically extinct, even if it is as strong as a living Buddha when he dies, he must be cremated, and there are not so many corpses for them to use. (End of chapter)