Zhou Hao watched the two of them fight very carefully, if the black ball was smashed down just now and Zhang Qiuhe hadn't dodged, the result of this fight would have come out obviously.

Most of the monks in the Qi refining period like to use spiritual power to control magic weapons for fighting, and of course, there are also a small number of people who like to hold magic weapons in their hands and input spiritual power to fight.

The latter have generally cultivated their bodies, and fighting like this can bring out their strength even more.

Zhang Qiuhe held the knife in his hand, and burst out with his fastest speed. This speed is much slower than Zhou Hao, and with the increase in the size of the fighting platform, the distance between the two has become farther, and Zhang Qiuhe is still at a loss when he approaches Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng didn't move in place, and he opened his mind to move the spell and release the spell. Soon, a reddish fireball appeared in front of him and shot towards Zhangqiu Crane.

This low-level spell, Zhang Meng used it to deal with the demon beasts of the same level, and it had no effect at all, but the monks of the same level were hit in the body, and they were basically seriously injured.

Zhang Qiu Crane had cultivated his body, Zhang Meng knew, and at the same time, he also knew that Zhang Qiu Crane was only at the second level of body refining, and low-level spells were still a great threat to him.

The fireball came straight in, and Zhang Qiuhe had to raise a knife to cut the fire ball. The moment the fireball made contact with his knife, the knife flashed, and the fireball naturally disappeared into the air.

Zhang Meng didn't have a trace of surprise, the other party easily solved his fireball technique, it was completely within his expectations, the guy who could enter the top eight, if it was not easy to even deal with a fireball, then it could only mean that the disciples of Tianyi Sect were not good.

A golden cone formed in front of Zhang Meng, and the speed of formation of this golden cone was much slower than that of a fireball.

Intermediate spells, Golden Cone Technique!

Gold spells are mainly offensive spells, and their power is generally good.

The distance between Zhang Qiuhe and Zhang Meng narrowed little by little, and the golden cone released the Fa when their distance was about five zhang. Zhang Qiuhe raised his knife expressionlessly, trying to cut the golden cone apart.

Spells are all composed of spiritual power, and on the knife of Zhangqiu Crane, there are two special spiritual seals, which are specially used to dissipate spiritual power, so this magic weapon is actually used to deal with monks. The magic weapon used to deal with demon beasts will never put this kind of spirit seal into the magic weapon.

The golden cone dissipated, and it disappeared more slowly than the fireball, and at the same time, it also made Zhangqiu Crane take a few small steps back.

Fireball!Fireball!Fireball!

In the next part, Zhang Meng has been releasing the fireball technique, and the inner disciples in the audience basically don't know Zhang Meng's intentions.

Zhou Hao looked at Zhang Meng, he knew that this guy would definitely not release so many fireball techniques for no reason. It turned out that the fireball technique had no effect on Zhang Qiuhe at all, and it was a waste to release it all the time, and Zhang Meng still stood still all the time.

When Zhang Qiuhe was only about a zhang away from Zhang Meng, and Zhou Hao's attention began to focus on the entire fighting platform, he understood what this Zhang Meng was going to do.

Zhou Hao shook his head slightly, it seemed that Senior Brother Zhang was going to lose.

"You've lost!" Zhang Qiuhe smiled excitedly and raised his hand, holding a knife in his hand.

"No, it's you!"

The corners of Zhang Meng's mouth bent upward, and the disciples in the audience suddenly exclaimed, only to see that the black ball on the ground had floated slightly at some point, and now it was flying towards them quickly.

The black ball hit Zhangqiuhe's back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. The pain in his back made his breathing very difficult, and at this time, he clenched the knife in his hand even more.

"Ahh

The sudden cry startled Zhang Meng, this was Zhang Qiuhe's shout. The knife in his hand descended rapidly, aiming at Zhang Meng's neck.

Suddenly, a huge pressure hit, and Zhang Qiuhe's knife was still two inches away from Zhang Meng's neck, so it stopped. The feeling of oppression made his body weak, and the knife fell out of his hand and landed on the fighting platform.

"One hundred and fifty victory!" came the elder's voice, and it was he who stopped Zhang Qiuhe just now.

Originally, the elder thought that Zhang Meng was victorious, but Zhang Qiuhe was unwilling to make the last knife and asked him to announce the victory of the one hundred and fifty.

If the elder hadn't stopped it just now, they would have lost an excellent disciple in the Tianyi Sect.

Zhang Meng's back was covered with cold sweat, he knew that he had lost, and Zhang Qiuhe was seriously injured, but if the knife came down, his corpse would be in a different place.

One was seriously injured and one died, and it is very obvious who will win this competition.

"Hee-hee. Zhang Qiuhe sat on the ground and smiled, "I refine the third layer of my body." ”

"It's me who was careless!" Zhang Meng clenched his fists, he regretted it, he knew that in the last moment, he should not despise his opponent.

Elder Zhou fell to Zhang Meng's side and helped him with a healing pill. The moment the results of the competition were announced, Elder Zhou stepped into the air and came over.

He took a look at Zhang Qiuhe's injury, and judging from this situation, he could only admit defeat in the next two games. To be honest, Zhang Qiuhe's performance just now, he was very satisfied.

"Go down and rest. Elder Zhou looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao, who understood what Elder Zhou meant, immediately came up to help Zhang Qiu He.

"Senior Brother Zhang, this must be a light enemy?"

"Senior Brother Zhang's knife just now is really handsome!"

The disciples in the audience began to discuss this fighting method, and there was no doubt that in their opinion, this fighting method was very exciting, and it was better than the previous ones, especially the last one.

This made them understand that they must not underestimate the enemy, otherwise they are likely to die in the end.

"Okay, Senior Brother Zhang, being fought by you like this, the rewards can be enriched a lot. Helping Zhang Qiu Crane to walk, Zhou Hao said with a smile.

"You guy, senior brother and I are like this, and you are still smiling so happily. "After taking the elder's elixir, he was obviously well and well. But this injury, I'm afraid it will be difficult to recover without ten days and half a month.

"Senior brother has advanced again, can I not be happy, junior brother. ”

Zhang Qiuhe thought about it, hey, it makes sense.

"If you advance, you can only finish fourth. "This is already his final standing.

He is already very satisfied with this ranking.

"Elder Pig, ten medium-grade spirit stones. Returning to Elder Zhu's side, Elder Zhou immediately smiled and said, "I am willing to lose the bet." ”

Zhang Qiu He's last desperate effort allowed Elder Zhou to win the bet, so the healing medicine he gave Zhang Qiu He just now was also very good, and fifty lower grade spirit stones could only buy one.

Elder Zhu's face darkened, and he took out ten medium-grade spirit stones very unhappily, he looked at Zhang Meng's gaze, and he was no longer as kind as before.

Zhang Meng's loss, he Elder Zhu lost face unhurriedly, and the ranking of Covering Cloud Peak was completely decided, and it also made Elder Zhou very happy.

"The second, two hundred and twenty-two against seventy-one. ”

The second was a duel between the two main peak disciples, but before this duel began, No. 222 admitted defeat.

Zhou Hao found that as long as the disciples of the main peak met Ma Hedong, they would directly admit defeat.