Volume 1 Stepping on the Immortal Road Chapter 41 Are You So Rich?
On the ring, a figure staggered to his feet again, and by the time the battle had progressed, his mana had almost been exhausted, and his clothes were also in tatters, and from the torn clothes, there were traces of blood on his skin.
So far, I'm quite embarrassed.
Thinking of this, the man shook his head self-deprecatingly and looked at the referee on the side.
"Sun Kuang, the north vein of the inner door, wins. The referee paid attention to the situation in the field, and when he saw the man's gaze, he naturally understood that the man had already conceded defeat.
"Haha, this junior brother, concede, concede!"
Sun Kuang was so happy now that he couldn't help but raise his voice a little when he spoke. Now he should naturally be happy, with his opponent conceding defeat, he has won three consecutive matches in this small match, which means that there are only more than a hundred monks left in the competition for those fifty places.
You only need to win one game to qualify for the five trials. If you lose, if you really lose, then you will end up a little miserable.
Thinking of his father's words before leaving, Sun Kuang suddenly shuddered.
Sun Kuang, a disciple of the North Vein of the Inner Gate. His father, Sun Jian, was the deacon of the Inner Gate Law Enforcement Hall, which was well-known in the sect and specialized in assisting in the arrest of disciples who violated the rules of the sect. Sun Kuang's father's cultivation had reached the ninth layer of foundation building, not to mention that there was Sun Kuang's grandfather behind him, Elder Jin Dan of the Law Enforcement Hall.
Although Sun Kuang's backstage is very hard, his backstage is also quite strict with him, but Sun Kuang is also a playful and troublemaker, so he has been taught a lesson by his black-faced father since he was a child.
The third round of the competition is over, and the talk outside the stadium is gradually becoming lively.
"It's been almost a day, and it's finally over. ”
"Squirting, the best spiritual weapon, advanced exercises!
"Just you, don't you look at who is competing for these rewards now! Except for those six senior brothers and sisters of the Great Perfection of Agility, the rest of the disciples are all cultivators of the tenth level or above. Towards the monk who had spoken before, the other man struck a sour.
"That.. Hey, isn't there still a disciple of the ninth layer of the Spirit Period, and he can also break through to this last round?"
"Really.. Be. ”
After the first three rounds of fierce battles, the top 100 of the Qingxu Sect were finally born. They were outside a hundred fighting tables. The rest of the thousands of monks who had failed all withdrew from the arena.
On the main seat of the observation platform around the arena, more than ten Jindan elders were not very interested in the fighting methods between hundreds of inner disciples, and the level of the spirit cultivators was too low. It is only to ensure fairness, without obvious cheating and bias, that they sit on the lookout.
Now they finally lifted their spirits and began to look at the fighting methods between the inner disciples who were about to represent the Qingxu Sect in this trial of the five sects.
The previous competition between the many disciples, the strength between the disciples was uneven, and it looked fierce, but there was not much content, and it was actually nothing to look forward to.
"This time, the top 100 sects have been born. However, this is not the final result of this year's competition. This will be followed by the final round of elimination. The winner will represent the sect in the five trials. Now, the last round of the competition begins!" Seeing that the top 100 had been born, the Law Enforcement Elder announced in a deep voice to the arena.
The hundred inner disciples who remained in the arena looked calm, excited, and excited.
In the end, they were able to stay in the arena, and they had defeated at least three or more monks. They are all the most top-notch group of inner sect monks in the Qingxu Sect, and their strength, eyesight, and judgment are extremely high.
They have never been defeated when they can come here, and who is willing to back down at this point, the five trials, as long as they can bring out a spiritual object from it, they can exchange it for a Tsukidan!
Building a foundation is the goal of these inner monks.
Contend!
This is their most resolute will on the path of cultivating immortals.
"No. 58 vs. No. 308, go to No. 15 to start the competition. ”
"Whew, it's finally begun. "No. 58 is Sun Kuang, Rao is based on his agile eleventh layer of cultivation, plus he usually has a lot of treasures from his Jindan grandfather, and he can't help but be nervous about his next competition.
In the last level, if you can't cross it, you may be beaten and scolded by your father when you go back.
Looking at his opponent standing opposite the ring, Sun Kuang let out a sigh of relief. My luck is still good, the other party seems to be just an ordinary inner disciple, and his cultivation is actually only nine layers of agility, I have to say that this competition is stable!
"Boy, it's not bad that your cultivation can come this far. It's a pity that I met me. Thinking proudly in his heart, Sun Kuang decided to solve the other party in the shortest possible time.
In fact, Sun Kuang is most afraid of encountering those perverts who deliberately suppress their cultivation, and they are all smart and consummational cultivators, and no one can beat anyone who encounters them.
"The two sides are in place, and the competition begins. After the referee confirmed that the identities of the two were fine, he directly announced the start of the competition.
As soon as the words fell, Sun Kuang took out a large handful of spirit talismans directly from the storage belt and said triumphantly: "Kid..."
As soon as he said two words, Sun Kuang paused, and his head couldn't turn for a while while watching the other party's movements.
"This... What do you mean by two.."
"Well, that's Elder Sun's grandson, Sun Kuang, he took out a lot of treasures in the competition before. And the other person, I also have some impressions, I heard others say that in the previous competition, he used a lot of low-level talismans to directly smash the opponent to death!"
"This... Both of them use this kind of money-burning style of play!"
The two on the stage looked at the opponent who had exactly the same action as themselves, and couldn't help but freeze for a moment.
The crowd who were watching the competition outside the stadium erupted into a heated discussion, burning money and playing style, scoundrels versus scoundrels! This competition seemed interesting to them.
Outside the Xianmen Arena, countless monks were bustling with each other, their voices noisy, discussing the battle situation.
"Hehe, Elder Sun, your grandson met a like-minded person in that competition. ”
"Hahaha, this son is also quite interesting, the cultivation of the ninth layer of agility has just broken into this last round. ”
On the main seat of the observation platform, all the Jindan elders laughed and laughed after discovering the situation of Sun Kuang's ring.
And the elder surnamed Jin Dan looked at his grandson in the field, and couldn't help but shake his head with a slight headache, and didn't take the jokes of the other elders.
Mo Yu's face in the field was also very exciting, the monk's skills that could come this far were naturally not bad, he originally wanted to smash all the low-level talismans he had, and he could also consume them without trying to defeat the other party, or create a fighter for himself.
What I didn't expect was that the other party would also play like this, and for a while, they had the idea of sympathizing with each other.
When he came back to his senses, Mo Yu immediately threw out the large handful of talismans in his hand, and at the same time activated these talismans.
"Hmph, I'm fighting for money with my master! I really haven't been afraid of anyone when it comes to being a loser. Seeing the other party make a move, Sun Kuang also threw out the talisman in his hand with a ruthless heart.
"Boom"
A large number of spells released by the talismans of the two sides collided together. Not to mention, with so many low-level spells attacking, the momentum is really not to be underestimated, and the scene is really a little intense for a while.
"Boom"
After the first attack, the two of them acted in the same way, and pulled out a talisman. Thirty or forty low-level talismans collided together again.
Two violent spell collisions in a row caused by the momentum that attracted the attention of the people around them.
"These two are fighting so fiercely?" a disciple was attracted by the roar of the place.
"It's hard to say. ”
"It's hard to say, what do you mean?"
"If you are willing, you can fight so fiercely!"
Shaking his head, the disciple who had been paying attention to this competition slowly explained the process of the battle between the two sides in the field to the others.
“.... It's good to be rich. ”
"Boom"
The two sides used talismans to fight each other for the third time, but Sun Kuang's eyes in the field were red. Where would he have thought that the little-known kid on the other side would actually prepare so many low-level talismans. Those rich and powerful disciples in the sect know a little bit about themselves, and the disciple in front of him, who has only cultivated to the ninth level, doesn't know where he came from.
No way!
If it goes on like this, God knows how many more talismans he has.
After the third talisman war, Sun Kuang slapped the storage bag, sacrificed a small golden shield, and no longer took out the talisman.
"Hmm. Mo Yu saw the other party sacrifice the spirit weapon, and no longer stopped it with the talisman, and he also sacrificed two flying swords in an instant. In fact, there are not many talismans on his body, and they only add up to thirty.
The talisman purchased by more than 300 spirit stones was used up like this, and Rao Yi felt a pain in his flesh with Mo Yu's current financial resources.
Seeing that the other party did not interrupt him, Sun Kuang once again sacrificed a spirit knife, and then quickly poured spiritual power into it.
"Buzz"
The spiritual weapons of both sides were stimulated under their respective urgings, emitting various colors of light and floating beside them.
Outside the ring where the two sides were, many disciples watching saw that the two had finally stopped smashing the talismans, and each of them sacrificed their spiritual weapons, and they couldn't help but cheer up a little.
"It's finally a bit like a monk's fight. ”
After all, the way the two sides played before also indirectly proved that the two of them were very rich, so the spiritual weapons and spells they used would naturally not be much worse.
"Huh"
Two sounds of breaking through the air sounded, and two flying swords that exuded aura light around them suddenly stabbed forward. Facing the opponent's attack, Sun Kuang did not dodge or dodge, but the small shield beside him became larger in vain at this time.
"Bell. . . Bell"
Two crisp crashing sounds came out one after another, but Mo Yu frowned.
The first flying sword didn't work at all on that shield, and the other one, under Mo Yu's control, bypassed the shield directly in front of the opponent and stabbed away from behind.
But this flanking attack did not have an effect, and the shield emitted a golden light curtain at a critical time to wrap Sun Kuang's entire body, and these light curtains were like a cover, protecting Sun Kuang inside.
"High-grade spiritual weapon!"
The monk who was watching the battle exclaimed in surprise at this time, in addition to driving the spirit weapon itself, it can also release such a protective spell, which can only be done by high-level spirit weapons.
When he looked up at Mo Yu again, Sun Kuang showed a playful smile, this golden shield is undoubtedly a high-level spiritual weapon with excellent defense, if you want to break it, you can only use a spiritual weapon of the same level to try it, but I don't know if this inner disciple who has no fame can take it.