Text Volume 1 Fledgling Chapter 42 Bitter Battle
He took a deep breath and slowly calmed down the chaotic thoughts in his mind, this battle must be won no matter what. If you don't fight or grab, what can you do to cultivate immortals? These obstacles in front of you can only be removed by your own strength.
"Begin!" announced an elder hanging high in the air.
Yu Zeming patted the storage bag, a brilliant and golden Tianluo umbrella floated above his head, and while slowly opening the umbrella surface, a circular light mask protected it tightly from top to bottom, and then summoned a jade shuttle with two sharp ends and the size of a finger, which swirled back and forth like a swimming fish around him, and was extremely flexible.
Wang Chuan was very jealous of this small size and fast lightning shuttle, and uncharacteristically summoned the black crystal shield to protect himself, and then suspended the Xuanmang Sword above his head, and then released the divine thought to firmly envelop the area of more than ten zhang around him, dealing with this kind of small magic weapon that is basically invisible to the naked eye, and the divine thought is much easier to use than the eyes.
"Go!" Yu Zeming snorted, pointed at Wang Chuan, the lightning shuttle turned into a cold light and shot straight towards Wang Chuan, Wang Chuan had already prepared, the black crystal shield instantly became larger, blocking several waves of attacks of the lightning shuttle in a row.
Several attacks in a row were fruitless, Yu Zeming still looked unhurried and impatient, and the victory was in his hands, and the lightning shuttle was shooting back and forth like a storm, and for a while, there was a dense "ding" sound like raindrops coming from the black crystal shield, and Wang Chuan seemed to have no time to care about it for a while, and he was engrossed in controlling the shield to deal with the lightning shuttle shooting everywhere.
The opponent in front of him was also like everyone else, he was forced to hurry by the lightning shuttle, everything was expected, Yu Zeming kept his hands on it, but there was a smug smile on his face.
At this time, in Yu Zeming's heart, entering the top ten is as stable as Mount Tai, and he has won the opponent again and again, it seems, not to mention the top three, the first place is not hopeless, Yu Zeming is satisfied, this set of magic weapons with the hybrid hammer, including tactics, are carefully prepared for him by the elders in the family, no one knows in advance, and he intends to dominate the crowd in the small competition, and come to a blockbuster, and the fact is also true, all the way to the competition, except for a few powerful points, the opponent can't even last a few rounds.
"It's time to send you out next!" Yu Zeming secretly took out an object in his hand and began to silently decide.
Wang Chuan keenly felt that the attack of the lightning shuttle suddenly slowed down significantly, and Yu Zeming, who was standing opposite, seemed to be distracted and preparing something, "It's time!" Wang Chuan's body flashed with white light, and the brute bull technique, the wind was instantly blessed on his body, and his legs suddenly exploded, and he rushed towards Yu Zeming with a black crystal shield like a door panel.
"What are you going to do?" Yu Zeming continued to use the Hammer in his hand, but he didn't make a move, and the opponent couldn't be locked and hit at such a fast speed, "Want to rush over and fight in close combat?" Yu Zeming smiled coldly: "You are too naΓ―ve, even if you rush over, you will still be hammered." β
Giving up the control of the lightning shuttle, Yu Zeming increased the mana injected into the Tianluo umbrella, and the yellow shield on his body was obviously condensed and thickened a lot, and then hung the huge hybrid hammer high in the air, waiting for Wang Chuan to throw himself into the net.
Yu Zeming used this set of tactics very skillfully, and he easily passed the test all the way, and he was never defeated.
Wang Chuan also noticed the mixed element hammer that was hanging high in the air and ready to be smashed, and he had already prepared, and at the moment before rushing over, Wang Chuan suddenly injected the mana of his whole body into the black crystal shield without leaving a trickle, and at the same time, the black crystal shield rose rapidly and hung flat above his head, and after doing all this, the mixed element hammer roared down with a violent wind.
The Mixed Yuan Hammer, which had become as big as a round table, slammed into the black shield, only to hear a loud bang, and even the disciples in the audience couldn't stand it a little and covered their ears one after another. "The victory is decided!" Yu Zeming was in a good mood, such a heavy hammer, even if he could barely take it, the mana of the whole body was bound to be scattered everywhere, and he couldn't condense it in a short time.
The moment the Chaos Yuan Hammer smashed into the Black Crystal Shield, Wang Chuan's ears buzzed, his mind was in chaos, and the mana of his whole body suddenly stagnated, and then it was scattered all over his body.
Trying his best to endure the extreme discomfort of his body, while Yu Zeming was about to lift the hammer and smash it again, Wang Chuan raised the Xuantie hammer with both hands, and his body flashed and quickly pasted it, and then used all his strength, "Success or failure is in this hammer!" Slammed a hammer on the light mask of the Tianluo umbrella, after the light mask shook for a while, it immediately recovered as before, but a trace of panic flashed on Yu Zeming's face, Wang Chuan's full strength erupted this hammer was no less than 10,000 catties, although the light shield of the talisman was blocked, but he was using mana to maintain the Tianluo umbrella and control the armillary hammer, this slam made the mana operation slightly out of control, although it immediately resumed operation, but the action of lifting the armillary hammer and smashing it again was interrupted. But it doesn't matter, Yu Zeming comforted himself, this kid in front of him can't condense mana in a short period of time, can he continue to swing the sledgehammer continuously? In his opinion, Wang Chuan probably used up the remaining mana before he sent out the hammer just now.
The fact is also the same, Wang Chuan couldn't condense the scattered mana for a while, and if he wanted to condense the mana again, he was afraid that he would have more than ten breaths, but what Yu Zeming didn't expect was that this dark iron hammer was not a magic weapon, and Wang Chuan couldn't use mana to swing this huge iron hammer at all, but with a strong physical power.
Wang Chuan, who seized a glimmer of opportunity, began to erupt, the Xuantie Hammer continued to smash down, the light mask rippled for a while, and the original golden and dazzling color also dimmed a lot, at this time, Yu Zeming could only grit his teeth and work hard to maintain the Tianluo umbrella, and the armillary hammer hanging in the air had no time to take care of it, and the mana that was condensed again and again to try to regain the initiative was also scattered.
A few disciples in the audience who had been hammered by Yu Zeming secretly praised in their hearts, just imagine, while hurriedly resisting the pervasive lightning shuttle, while suffering from the continuous heavy blows of the Heavenly Hammer, condensing mana again and again but being dispersed again and again, that kind of depression and pain, can this taste good, now looking at the culprit who is also being hammered is worse than death, these people are all very happy in their hearts.
The desire for victory made Wang Chuan seem to have inexhaustible strength, one hammer heavier than the other, every time he smashed down, the Taiyin Qi mass in his body slightly separated a wisp of breath into the Xuantie hammer, and the light shield formed by the Tianluo umbrella was also crumbling like a candle in the wind.
Yu Zeming gritted his teeth and held on, he was also waiting for the moment when Wang Chuan's strength was weak, as long as he took a few breaths, he could quickly gather mana to turn the situation around.
Continuous hammer down, Yu Zeming only felt that the whole body was bored and abnormal, I don't know why, he felt that there seemed to be a burst of cold on the opponent's hammer, this chill was extremely cold, so that the mana of the whole body was stagnant, and it was even more difficult to gather, and after a few hammers with the shield, Yu Zeming could no longer hold back the boredom in his chest, and a mouth spewed out a blood spring.
"I admit defeat......" The blood spurted, the mana of the whole body collapsed, and the shield was extinguished, and Yu Zeming turned around and stepped down.
Wang Chuan stood on the stage with a hammer, and the continuous outbursts made him feel a little weak after losing his strength, and in the face of such a strong opponent, he finally won!
Now it's up to tomorrow's final.
After a night of cultivation, Wang Chuan restored his mana and physical condition to the peak.
The final of Xiaobi is the first place in each ring to participate, a total of ten people, first a round of elimination, the remaining five people and then a round-robin, one point for a win, one point for a loss, the highest score is the first place in Xiaobi.
Wang Chuan won the knockout round, and the next three round-robin competitions also won the victory.
Finally, Xiaobi came to the last competition, Wang Chuan and his opponent won three battles and three wins, whether they lost or won, just watch the last battle!
Wang Chuan stood quietly on the stage, at this time the sun had slanted to the west, and the red jade-like sunset was exuding the last light and heat, and the soft and non-dazzling afterglow dyed the sunset on the horizon, and also clothed the two people on the stage with a layer of golden light.
Looking at the crowds of people in the audience, looking at the boundless scenery in the Xuandu Peak, Wang Chuan suddenly felt a little trance, once upon a time, he was still a poor boy in the mountains, day by day with the mountain hunters, running around for a living, I didn't think that just over a year later, but standing in this high ring, facing the immortal cultivators who can call the wind and rain and fly away, enjoying the feeling of being in the spotlight.
Standing opposite is Liu He, who has the highest call to win the championship, Wang Chuan has seen his competition, very strong, very strong! Rich experience in battle, many means, full of high-grade magic weapons, a frog flag makes it even more superb, a competition easily took down, no one seems to be able to force out his real limit and hole cards, that is to say, Wang Chuan does not know what his hole cards are.
Wang Chuan also understands his shortcomings, after all, there are some deficiencies in the background, the entry is only a little more than a year, compared to these elite disciples who have been honed for many years, there are still a lot of deficiencies in some aspects, but Wang Chuan is not without a chance of winning, after all, he has a unique Taiyin alchemy technique, and the power and speed it brings make up for these shortcomings to a large extent.
But to get to this point, Wang Chuan is already very satisfied with himself, and then he will face this last battle with all his might.
Liu He has a very good demeanor, treats people and things politely, and has a feeling of spring breeze, even if he is facing the opponent who is competing for the championship in the end, he still gives a salute with a smile: "Under Liu He, it is also fate to fight with this junior brother today, but this junior brother seems to be very angry." β
Wang Chuan returned the salute: "Senior brother is polite, in Xia Wang Chuan, he just started last year." β
The elder in mid-air motioned for the two to begin.
Liu He took a few steps back: "Senior brother, be careful." As soon as he patted the storage bag, a small silver net flew out of it, and then hovered overhead, and at the same time, the blue light flashed, and the frog flag was already in his hand.