Jiang Qiao, who was trapped by the colorful glow, also seemed to have noticed that something was wrong, and with his right hand up, the egg-sized thunderball in his palm flew to the six-gate demon tower in the sky. This thunderball exudes gold and silver brilliance, it is different from the ordinary thunderball, its condensation is like a substance, the surface is smooth and translucent, and it gives people the feeling of pearl and jade.

Xie Ling was naturally not confused by its gorgeous appearance, knowing that this thunderball had condensed one-third of Jiang Qiao's thunder and lightning power since it was small, and its power was more than doubled after it was condensed into such a size. He pinched the magic with both hands three points faster, and in the eyes of everyone, he saw that his two hands continued to fly up and down, and one by one spirit runes burst out from inside, forming mysterious and indescribable forbidden runes in the void, and when the thunderball was about to approach the stone tower fifteen zhang away, the runes in the air scattered one by one and fell downward.

Jiang Qiao's constricted thunderball was the power of thunder and lightning refined by himself, so he was not worried that it would affect him after the thunder exploded. However, although the power of the thunderball is huge, it is useless if it is too far away from the opponent. Moreover, the thunderball is not stable when it is constricted into a ball, as long as it is out of his control, it will expand and disperse again at any time, so he must maintain a certain amount of pressure on it, which restricts him from being able to send the thunderball to Xie Ling's side as quickly as possible, and can only slowly let it fly over under his control.

Everything in the world has its long and its short, there is no real sense of perfection, the constricted thunderball can increase the power by ten times when it bursts, but the lack of speed advantage often looks flashy in the fighting method, and people will not give you a chance to get close at all.

Jiang Qiao was trapped by the Six Gate Demon Tower, and now the only way to save himself is this. If Xie Ling wants to trap him, he will definitely not be able to go far, so although the speed of the thunderball is slow, it is a conspiracy to defeat the enemy. Either give up and dodge, or you have to face the power of destroying the world when the thunder explodes! The choice is all Xie Ling, this move is bright, Jiang Qiao couldn't help but feel a little complacent when he pushed the thunderball compressed into the size of an egg to Xie Ling.

However, when Xie Ling attracted the spiritual power of heaven and earth and played out one after another obscure runes, Jiang Qiao's self-confidence became a little fragile. If the thunderball was activated now, such a distance would not be enough to cause too much damage to Xie Ling. As long as it is close to five zhang, even if it is three zhang! He struggled inwardly, his eyebrows tightened, and his hands trembled slightly.

He didn't believe that anyone could stop the thunderball that he was compressing with all his might, and even Brother Jindan didn't dare to try it lightly, so he was still waiting when the runes fell, waiting for the thunderball to advance a little more.

Finally, the runes fell, absorbing the aura of heaven and earth surging towards him, and then spreading out into the void near him and turning into dots of crystals! Jiang Qiao saw that they did not attack like himself, and his vigilance was slightly lowered, but the next moment his face changed, and he found that he had lost control of the thunderball, and what made him even more frightened was that his own thunder and lightning power also began to become disordered, it turned out that not only could not control the thunderball, but even his own spiritual power could not be controlled, as if there was an invisible shackle that locked him in an instant.

"Those filaments..." he looked at the looming filaments around him, as if he understood something.

The thunderball stopped in the void, because there was no restraint, the originally constricted thunderball began to expand, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a wide gold and silver thundercloud, and finally collapsed between heaven and earth in a roar.

Jiang Qiao watched them collapse, feeling his powerlessness for the first time, and his expression was very depressed. Suddenly, he found that the invisible force was gone, and the crystals that had been looming around him had also disappeared into the void at the same time. He could control his own strength again, but at this time, he had lost the confidence to continue fighting, and he knew that Xie Ling, who was looking down on him from the stone tower, had intended to let him watch his condensed thunderball collapse.

As he expected, the five-colored glow that bound him retracted into the stone tower, and no matter how proud Jiang Qiao was of the other party's attitude of not caring about him at all, he knew that the gap between the two sides was far from what he imagined, he fell to the ground, and his voice trembled a little under the watchful eye: "I lost!" and then turned his back and walked towards the sidelines. He also has his pride, and would rather stand up straight and admit defeat than bow his head in humiliation.

Qiao Youxu, the head of the Temple of Cultivation in the stands, nodded and said, "With this experience, he may be able to go further!"

The monk is not afraid of failure, he is not afraid of encountering setbacks, he is afraid that he will lose the courage to move forward because of setbacks. Jiang Qiao lost, and he lost confidence in his pride, but he finally dared to admit defeat, which is even more commendable than continuing to mess around for the sake of face regardless of a single qiē! After all, this is just a competition within the sect, and flowers may not bloom in spring to be beautiful.

Few people can understand the fighting methods between Xie Ling and Jiang Qiao, and even many people still don't understand why Jiang Qiao would admit defeat? However, this does not affect the continuation of the competition, and the second game of the second round began immediately, and the two sides of the competition were Chen Rucheng of the Seminary against the Ten Thousand Saints of the Sword Academy.

The second game was much more normal, the two fought back and forth in the center of the square for nearly half an hour, and in the end, it was the Halloween of the Sword Trial Academy that won the second game.

In the third game, Yue Lingxiao of the Sword Trial Academy fought against A Bing of the Spirit Beast Academy.

With the lesson of Jin Zhongming of the Seminary, Yue Lingxiao did not give Ah Bing a chance to sneak attack. Whether it is the ground induction technique or the ground stabbing technique, the range it can adapt to will not be too large, Yue Lingxiao, as a sword cultivator, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, Ah Bing has no chance to get close at all, and it only took less than a cup of tea to be dragged out by Yue Lingxiao, and finally defeated.

After the three competitions in the second round, Xie Ling, Wanshengtang and Yue Lingxiao directly entered the third round of the first stage. The three losers will compete with the three who squeezed into the second round, and the three who won will enter the third round, and the losers will be eliminated.

Because the third round was held on the second day, Xie Ling left the martial arts arena and returned to his cave in advance to recuperate and prepare for tomorrow's competition.

Back in the cave, Xie Ling walked straight into the quiet room, and after sitting down cross-legged, he calmed down the excitement that had been stirring all the way.

He never thought that the first time he used the 'Heavenly Prison Forbidden', it would have such an effect, that Jiang Qiao was not weak with his magical powers, but he had no resistance at all under the 'Heavenly Prison Forbidden'.

The 'Heavenly Prison Prison' can imprison the monk's supernatural powers, so that he cannot control his spiritual power, such as the invisible shackles imposed on his body. However, this great forbidden Xie Ling has not been mastered for a long time, and the time required to cultivate to cast the spell is not short, and the time to maintain the 'Heavenly Prison Confinement' is not long. If it weren't for Jiang Qiao being bound by the colorful glow of the 'Six Gates Demon Tower', and using the Tight Thunder Technique to trap the beasts, giving him enough time to cast spells and ban them, he would never have rashly used them in the fighting technique.

Xie Ling tasted the sweetness of the 'Heavenly Prison Forbidden' for the first time, and paid more attention to the seven cruel confinements left by Ji Heng, so he closed his eyes and took the trouble to comprehend it again and again.

The next morning, when Xie Ling came to the martial arts arena, the stands were already full, and it didn't take long for him to know which three people had won yesterday and entered the third round.

Jiang Qiao, Feng Yu, and Chen Rucheng stood opposite Xie Ling, Wanshengtang, and Yue Lingxiao. Except for A Bing, the other two defeated their respective opponents again to enter the third round. And Fengyu squeezed in at the last minute.

According to the rules of the big competition, the six people in the third round first look at the relationship between victory and defeat, and the losing side challenges the player who has not played against each other, and loses and is eliminated directly. The two who won in the end entered the second stage of the big competition.

First of all, it was up to Chen Rucheng to choose the opponent, because he lost to the Hallof All Saints in the previous game, then he could only choose between Xie Ling and Yue Lingxiao. Chen Ruregret had little to think about and directly chose Xie Ling as his opponent. This was discussed with his fellow disciples after the big competition yesterday, Yue Lingxiao's strength was said to be above the Hall, and he was not sure that he could defeat the other party. So although Xie Ling is unfathomable, there is still a glimmer of hope for him.

The second one is chosen by Jiang Qiao. He lost to Xie Ling in the last game, so his opponents would only be Wanshengtang and Yue Lingxiao. He didn't hesitate and directly chose the Halloween as his opponent.

Finally, there is Feng Yu, who once lost to Yue Lingxiao, and it stands to reason that the object he chooses is Xie Ling and the Hall. However, both of them were chosen by the previous two, and he had a bye this time, and he would wait for the first two to fight before deciding on the opponent.

Chen Rucheng carefully looked at Xie Ling, who looked calm and composed, and he had a bottomless feeling for this newly emerging junior disciple of the Refining Academy. In fact, in his heart, he wanted to choose Yue Lingxiao as today's opponent, but under the persuasion of a group of friends, he finally chose Xie Ling.

"Senior Brother Chen, can you start?" Although Xie Ling was still wearing a red embroidered moon robe, he was no different from the leaders of the sect who were wearing a golden embroidered moon robe. Seeing him enter the center of the square, starting from the Refining Academy, the stands burst into boiling applause.

"Senior Brother Xie, please!" Chen Rucheng was very careful, not daring to attack impatiently at the beginning like the previous two.

Seeing his cautious appearance, the corners of Xie Ling's mouth turned up slightly, he knew that the other party would not strike first, so his right hand pointed upward, and the black water heavy sword flew out in front of him with a clear sound.

Chen Ruregret looked up at the black giant sword flying towards him, and said in his heart: "Is this the black water heavy sword that Xie Ling is rumored to have displayed his might in the Qi refining period?" Although he was muttering in his heart, his subordinates did not slack off, and in the flash of spiritual light, a green wood flew out, and then both hands flew up and down, constantly pinching and playing a series of magic decisions, the green wood rotated up and down and became larger in the middle, and then transformed into two, two into four, and in the blink of an eye, a dense forest was transformed in front of it, and the lush feet were more than fifty zhang wide.