After coming to the stage, Hu Lian said to Wang Jing hatefully: "Boy, ask for more blessings, you can touch the ass of my dream lover." ”

"Thank you for your concern, I have always been very good in Xia Fu, especially Yan Fu. Wang Jing took out a thick stack of talisman seals, raised his hand to Hu Lian, and said with a smile.

"The boy has sharp teeth, don't rush to admit defeat later, I'm going to dismantle you. Hu Lianyang sneered with a short dagger in his hand.

"Wang's head can be broken and bleeding can be shed, if you have the ability, even if you cut here, Lao Tzu will definitely not admit defeat. Wang Jing pointed to his stretched neck and smiled with disdain.

"Don't talk nonsense, the game starts now!" the referee watched the two chatter and fight on the stage, and impatiently announced the start of the fight.

"This kid doesn't know whether he lives or dies, he dares to fight against Hu Lian, he has the best magic weapons all over his body, but I'm afraid that he can't even hurt other people's fur. ”

"It doesn't matter if he can't hurt, doesn't he like to pinch other people's butts? ”

"Cut, he is a man who naturally likes beautiful women, and you are willing to touch that Hu Lian, who is five big and three thick. ”

"What are you afraid of, Wang Jing has a lot of Fu Seals, Fu Seals can't kill Hu Lian, and they will also disgust him. This kid relies on having a grandfather in the Jindan period, bullying men and women, and doing all kinds of evil, and today is just a lesson to him. A disciple said with a sneer.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and there was a lot of dissatisfaction with Hu Lian, but I was afraid that he usually made people angry. Hu Lian was so angry that he instantly activated the shield in his hand, and a ball of golden light wrapped around his huge body, protecting it impermeable. The dagger in his hand emitted a dazzling cold light, with a freezing attribute, which made people's skin cold.

When Hu Lian rushed with a shield and a short dagger, Wang Jing grabbed a large handful of fireball talismans and waved his hand to stimulate the battle, and Shen Nian controlled dozens of fireballs to circle and fly, crackling on the shield held up by Hu Lian.

Although Hu Lian had cultivated the alchemy technique, his physical body was strong and infinite, and the impact of the huge fireball explosion still made it difficult for him to move an inch. If the shield is a low-grade magic weapon, I am afraid that it will break in one turn. Unfortunately, the golden light on this superb shield flickered, and the fireballs were all distorted, hitting the ring behind him, smashing into a dense stone pit.

Wang Jing retreated while fighting, his hands were like butterflies wearing flowers, and he kept activating fireball talismans, more than a dozen at a time, and hundreds of fireball talismans were swayed in an instant. The endless fireballs flew all over the sky, and on the surface, Hu Lian was extremely depressed, but in fact, Wang Jing secretly complained in his heart, his fireball talisman was about to bottom out, and the support ended in less than a quarter of an hour.

Hu Lian held the shield in one hand, trembling all over his body under the impact of a large number of fireballs, and just took a step forward, he was immediately repelled by the fireballs. He was so depressed that he couldn't do it, and he didn't give full play to half of his combat strength, and he completely became a target for beating.

"This kid's tortoise shell is really beaten. ”

"What if you beat it again, it's not that you can't touch the corners of Wang Jing's clothes?"

"Alas, the tenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, a superb magic weapon, was beaten by a junior disciple of the seventh layer of the Qi Refining Period and had no power to fight back, it is really embarrassing. ”

"Where is the usual arrogance? I was beaten like this for a long time and didn't let out a fart. ”

Most of these remarks came from disciples outside Huoyun Peak, and they were all people who had no background when they were usually subjected to Hu Lian's evil anger. Hu Lian listened to it, his face was like a pig's liver, and he trembled with anger.

Just when Hu Lian was about to fight hard, Wang Jing activated the last twenty talisman seals with one hand, and smashed them on Hu Lian's shield like a cannon, and the huge impact force made him retreat again and again. After so many fireball talismans were exhausted, the light of the shield dimmed a lot, but it had not yet broken through the opponent's defense, Wang Jing had no choice but to turn around and make a very chic move and jump down from the ring.

Wang Jing did not open his mouth to admit defeat, and the action of jumping out of the ring still attracted boos. Although there is still a Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Talisman in hand, it is really not cost-effective to use it in this kind of competition, in case Hu Lian is stoned to death, he will not only expose the secret of the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Talisman, but also cannot escape the wrath of Brother Jindan.

When Wang Jing left the ring, a sigh from the deacon referee came from behind him. It was already a miracle that a seventh-level Qi refining monk could fight to the fifth battle, but his expectations were too high. If it weren't for this kind of rich family and descendants, there was a turtle shell that couldn't be broken, maybe Wang Jing would still be able to make it into the top 100.

"Boy, didn't you say you wouldn't admit defeat?" Hu Lian scolded angrily while standing in the ring.

"I drank too much spiritual wine that Master rewarded me yesterday, and I was in a hurry to urinate at the next moment, and I wanted to go to it conveniently. If you don't let me leave, do you want me to pee directly for you to drink?" Wang Jing replied with a smile.

"Hahaha, there's a kind, pure masters. There was a burst of laughter from the male disciples.

This kid Tian is shameless, and he said such obscene things in public. Qin Xiaozhen stomped her jade foot and said with a blushing face. Dozens of female disciples of Yunxia Peak covered their mouths one by one and snickered, laughing so hard that they trembled.

Hu Lian almost exploded his lungs when he stood on the stage, waved the shield and dagger in his hand, and roared angrily: "If you have a kind of battle, you will come up and fight for three hundred rounds, and see if I don't unload your stinky hands and tear up one of your stinky mouths." ”

"I haven't seen you come up to fight on the stage for so long, with a turtle shell as a turtle, and I didn't say a word for a long time, I can't win against people like you, don't dirty my hands. Wang Jing swaggered and left without looking back, so angry that Hu Lian stood on the stage and scolded.

Wang Jing watched a few fights of other monks, learned a lot of fighting experience, and also met many genius disciples in the sect. After receiving the competition reward of five spirit stones and purchasing a large number of high-grade blank rune paper and dansha, he returned to the Yunxia Peak room and entered the crazy talisman making and cultivation.

This time, he offended Hu Lian to death with a large number of fireball talismans, and sooner or later he would be retaliated. Hu Qiu will not make a move in person because of his face, that Hu Lian is only afraid that he will not die, and it makes sense to improve his strength as a top priority. This kind of non-life-and-death battle looks exciting, but in fact, it doesn't have much experience, if it is a life-and-death struggle, he has the strength to kill all the monks below the foundation building period.

Cultivating talismans, three months passed in a flash. Wang Jing has refined thousands of fireball talismans, and the level of talisman making is increasing day by day, but unfortunately the increase in mana is almost negligible. With such progress, he will definitely not be able to advance to build a foundation at the best time of twenty-five.

After thinking about it for two days, Wang Jing decided to use the contribution points of the sect in his hand to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to find relevant cultivation experience, maybe it was because he had too little knowledge, and it was not appropriate to go out behind closed doors, which affected his cultivation progress.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is tall and simple, standing in the shade of the trees in the middle of the Huoyun Peak. Wang Jing inquired all the way, and it took half an hour. At the entrance of the Hidden Scripture Pavilion stood two tenth-level disciples of the Qi Refining Period on duty, and Wang Jing showed his identity token and paid two spirit stones before he was allowed to enter.