After the presiding elder announced the reward of the king of kings, he said: "The final competition system is different from the previous one, Cheng Zhenghong, Song Yingjie, and Cheng Ling will play a round-robin match, and those who can win two games will become the newcomer king of kings in this year!"

As his voice fell, the audience's voice became even higher, and this king of kings was too domineering. For a while, all three of them had their own supporters, constantly shouting their names!

The host elder was very satisfied with the audience's performance, and after a pause, he said loudly: "In the first scene, Cheng Zhenghong vs. Song Yingjie!"

The two jumped into the ring at the same time, Song Yingjie's face was cautious, it would be a hard battle against Cheng Zhenghong!

"The game begins!" the presiding elder announced again.

The two of them instantly moved as if they were loaded with springs. Song Yingjie is on the same page, ready to suppress Cheng Zhenghong and take the lead!

Cheng Zhenghong flicked his hands continuously, and rows of ice picks and fireballs bombarded him. Song Yingjie flashed, his hands did not stop, his palms and fingers were in unison, and he beckoned to his body.

Cheng Zhenghong's right hand continued to rotate in a circle, laying a layer of defensive aperture in front of him, and with his left hand, he shot out a row of ice blades, and the sound of "snorting" rubbed against the air, endlessly.

Song Yingjie didn't dare to relax at all, his hands continuously bombarded his defensive circle, and the red circle of light kept trembling and gradually began to shatter. Cheng Zhenghong hurriedly withdrew his left hand and increased the defensive power of the aperture.

For a while, the two were at a stalemate. The bombardment of the moves came out one after another, and for a full quarter of an hour, Song Yingjie gradually exhausted his strength, as the attacker, his spiritual power consumption was much higher than Cheng Zhenghong's.

Cheng Zhenghong also saw it, he freed his left hand and planted a layer of fireball around Song Yingjie's body, but it did not detonate, leaving Song Yingjie with no way out.

Song Yingjie was secretly anxious, and just like that, Cheng Zhenghong took the initiative. He clapped his hands together, trying to expel those fireballs, but as soon as he touched them, the fireballs exploded, and not a single explosion, several nearby ones also exploded together, shaking his blood surge.

Cheng Zhenghong secretly screamed a good opportunity, and hurriedly increased the frequency of spell casting, and the fireballs and ice picks in his hands blasted towards Song Yingjie in rows.

Song Yingjie secretly said that it was not good, there was no way to escape now, so he had no choice but to jump up and jump into the air.

As soon as he jumped, the five bigwigs in the audience shook their heads at the same time. Song Hanyu also scolded in a low voice: "Stinky boy, you're really stupid, it's not like you at all!"

Sure enough, Cheng Zhenghong was overjoyed, and a row of fireballs in his hand blasted directly towards him. Qi refining cultivators are still unable to fly, and only when they reach the foundation building period can they fly in the sky.

Song Yingjie was in mid-air, with nowhere to borrow, so he could only watch as the row of fireballs bombarded him. He spurted out a mouthful of blood and staggered to the bottom of the ring!

The presiding elder announced: "Cheng Zhenghong wins, face Cheng Ling after resting for an hour!"

Cheng Zhenghong nodded, and hurriedly sat down cross-legged to recover his spiritual power.

Cheng Ling was thinking, how to break his spells? After watching two competitions, he didn't seem to find his flaws, this overwhelming spell hit, he couldn't get close at all, and even if he was close, his defense was very strong.

That aperture can resist Song Yingjie's attack for so long, and the defense is definitely not simple. There are also those small fireballs released, which can only be dodged by themselves, and there is no other way to restrain them. Can you hit it back like a badminton?

It was in his mind that this method might work. But you must not use your own flesh and blood, so you can only use the sword. In this way, the mastery of swordsmanship should be more accurate!

He secretly calculated a few times, that fireball attacked, it could be used as a leaf, it could be chopped, and it could also hit the leaf back. Then you have to find its core, the fireball will explode when it hits an external force, just like a trigger grenade.

As long as you don't touch its trigger point, won't it explode? He suddenly remembered the softness in Tai Chi, and the legendary teleportation. And now in the world of monasticism, there is also a method, and that is gravity.

Gravitational art can be regarded as a method of telekinesis, and it is also a basic spell that allows monks to fly in the sky. It's just that during the Qi refining period, the physical body has not yet shed the mortal womb, and under the application of gravity, there can also be a short period of air, but it is unable to fly.

If you turn the gravitational technique into soft energy and then expel the fireball back, doesn't it mean that you can also use the fireball technique?

He immediately tried, released a small fireball himself, and grabbed it through the air with gravity, but it didn't detonate. But this is not enough, because the fireball released by himself is very familiar with the force, if someone else releases it, I don't know how much force it will take, and if there is a slight deviation, it will detonate immediately.

As soon as he thought of this, he slapped his thigh again and secretly scolded himself for being a fool, even if he detonated it, as long as he didn't explode on himself. He is very confident in his grasp of gravity, and he has been practicing almost every day for the past year, and he has not slackened a day.

The reason is very simple, because he never wants to move again when he is lying in bed, and all the drinking water he should have is ......captured by gravity! He laughed secretly in his heart, people who can be lazy will really be more creative and live better!

Soon, an hour passed, Cheng Zhenghong also recovered, and the presiding elder announced: "The game is on!"

Cheng Zhenghong stood in the ring and was preparing to guard against Cheng Ling's approach. But Cheng Ling just stood there and didn't react. He was stunned in his heart, what was going on? This kid didn't even get close, could his sword fly, or was his spell also very strong?

If Cheng Ling was a disciple of the Sword Hall, Cheng Zhenghong would never think much about it, but he was born in the Array Hall. He has seen Cheng Ling's swordsmanship, it is very powerful, even more powerful than Chen Mo, but who knows if his swordsmanship is powerful, will the spell also be powerful?

Since the disciples of the array hall can learn swords, of course, they can also learn spells. For a while, he was vigilant, and set Cheng Ling's danger index to the highest and highest level!

Cheng Ling was also puzzled, you make a move, if you don't set off the fireball, how do I know if the previous idea can work? He is also waiting for Cheng Zhenghong to make the first move.

The audience was silent, the sect master and the four hall masters all opened their mouths wide, not knowing what to say, and the presiding elder was even more confused!

What's going on with these two people? This is the key battle of the finals, can you just look at each other to tell the winner? Or are they brewing some big move?

After waiting for another quarter of an hour, the presiding officer honestly couldn't bear it anymore and said, "What's the matter with the two of you? Do you fight or not? Why don't you say something! So many people just look at you?"

Cheng Zhenghong couldn't help it, he raised his right hand lightly, and a fireball came to his hand, and he didn't dare to be too fast, with a slight push, the fireball floated slowly towards Cheng Ling!

The audience is absolutely down, just like this, I can flash over 10,000 fireballs, are the two of them related?

They really guessed it, and both of them were surnamed Cheng. Throw away the factor of Cheng Ling's soul wearing, push up a few generations, it should be the same ancestor ......!

Cheng Ling is overjoyed, his face is much thicker than Cheng Zhenghong's, I don't care how you urge, if the other party doesn't move, I just don't move, the true meaning of Taijiquan is not to take the lead in the future!

When he saw the fireball flying towards him slowly, he moved his right hand and the gravitational technique was cast, and the fireball stopped in mid-air. Sure enough, it won't explode! He was secretly happy in his heart, and hurriedly pushed forward, and the fireball instantly blasted towards Cheng Zhenghong.

Cheng Zhenghong was taken aback! What is the situation? The fireball he put can come back, what the hell, is he really extremely high in spells, and he has always hidden his strength before!

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his movements slowed down. Therefore, it is not good to say that smart people are not good, they think too much, and they have to think about the gains and losses when they are obviously very simple, and in the end, they suddenly realize that it is just like that.

But now is the critical moment of the competition, how can Cheng Zhenghong wake up, and he is worried that Cheng Ling's spell is superior and can be returned to the releaser.

He carefully flashed the fireball that Cheng Ling hit back, gathered another one in his hand, and hit it slowly, he also wanted to test whether Cheng Ling knew how to spell.

In this way, it was Cheng Ling who was in the middle of her arms. He was worried that his idea was correct, but he was not proficient in it, and it was not easy to master the power in a hurry.

It's good now, Cheng Zhenghong seems to have discussed it with him, and the fireball comes slowly, and he can try it slowly.

In this way, such an important competition unfolded so strangely. Cheng Zhenghong released the fireballs one by one, and Cheng Ling kept calling him back. Later, Cheng Zhenghong didn't dare to use spells, for fear that one row of spells would pass and two rows of spells would come back.

And Cheng Ling is becoming more and more proficient, and when he gets to the back, he basically does it casually, and he can also see that Cheng Zhenghong is confused. If you don't kill him at this time, you will have to wait until when.

He instantly hit back a few fireballs, took a few quick steps, approached him, and used the lightning sword technique in his hand, attacking Cheng Zhenghong faster than the other.

Cheng Zhenghong didn't dare to use the spell he was best at, and the defensive circle couldn't withstand it under the sword moves, so there was no way at all, and he was beaten back again and again by Cheng Ling.

When he got to the back, he saw that he was full of firepower, sword moves in his right hand, and gravity in his left hand, and thought of poor Chen Lei, and hurriedly said loudly: "Stop!

Cheng Ling's powerful killing move couldn't be contained for a while, so he could only deviate from the direction and bombard the ring heavily. There was a roar in the ring, and the ground was scraped out of the Dao by sword qi!

Cheng Zhenghong shrank his neck, wiped a cold sweat again, and said secretly: It's good to admit defeat, if I am really hit by him, it is estimated that I will be useless.

The presiding elder looked at Cheng Zhenghong depressedly, as if he doubted whether it was the same person, and in the end he could only announce that Cheng Ling had won, and then turned to Song Yingjie and said, "You will be on the next one!"

"I admit defeat!" Song Yingjie is even more straightforward, Cheng Ling even defeated Cheng Zhenghong, and he is not an opponent, besides, he has not recovered from his previous injuries, he doesn't want to find abuse!

The presiding elder almost fell headlong, looked at the three of them, and said helplessly: "I announce that this competition is over, and Cheng Ling will win the king of the newcomers this year!"