If this playing field was just a flat surface, maybe Wan Peng would have to take some special approach to counter this attack now, but after all, this is an open space.

Wan Peng's brows furrowed slightly, and his body quickly rose into the air.

Hehe, brother is a condensation vein cultivator, and it is still very easy to fly as he wants......

When Wan Peng was about two feet above the two large light curtains with a hint of pride, he couldn't help but curse in his heart, "Wow...... Lean ......"

From the top of his head, another large blade of light slashed down, menacing, not weaker than the two below at all. Fortunately, the first blade of light below had weakened, and Wan Peng stubbornly looked at the blank space on the ground, and swooped straight down.

Of course, now Wan Peng doesn't have the kind of happiness in his heart at all. If there was another blade of light at this time, and he wanted to avoid it, the difficulty would increase again. First, changing direction in the air is not as easy as having a support on the ground, and second, changing direction several times also makes him faster and faster, his inertia is more and more obvious, and the energy required is naturally higher and higher.

However, the fourth blade of light that he had been vigilant against didn't cut out!

Wan Peng landed quite steadily, but his feet directly smashed the grass into two punch-deep pits. After adjusting his body slightly, he immediately stepped back again.

He didn't want to fight one-on-one with this white-faced scholar completely unleashing his strength, because he wanted to have reservations. At any time, it is not a very wise thing to fully display one's strength in front of others.

Liu Shen, the master of the point, took a deep breath and said as if talking to himself, "The three soul-snatching blows of the Yin and Yang Falling Blood Spear have passed." It's a pity that the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear hasn't advanced yet, otherwise I really want to see what this move will look like after the advancement. ”

Qin Shiyue heard Liu Shen's words and turned her head, "Do you want to see it?"

Liu Shen smiled, "Curious." Xiao Bai's Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear has been in this three-layer stage for some time, and according to his progress, it is time to advance. ”

Qin Shiyue didn't speak again, and turned her gaze to the field again. In the time they were talking, the two of them had already made another move. The same soul-snatching three blows, Wan Peng still resolved at the last moment.

It's just that these two consecutive blows give people the feeling that Wan Peng escaped by luck at the last blow. Because by the time of the final blow, anyone felt that if the white-faced scholar could catch up with the same move again, Wan Peng would inevitably be completely limited to passivity, and maybe he would be defeated by one move.

Even the white-faced scholar himself felt the same way. So, after missing two hits in a row, he used the same move again!

However, the result is still the same. Wan Peng successfully escaped at the time of the final blow.

Eight moves have passed!

Wan Peng seemed to glance at the entire field intentionally or unintentionally, and then raised his sword and went straight to the white-faced scholar!

It was one of the few attacks he had. The white-faced scholar was also not afraid, and with a flick of the Yin and Yang Blood Lance, a large white blade of light cut straight into the location of Wan Peng.

Taking offense as defense is perfect for a high-powered weapon like the Yin Yang Blood Lance.

However, at the tip of the Wanpeng Yuyuan Sword, a little thunder suddenly flashed. After that, a silver thunder line shot straight towards the white-faced scholar.

The third type of thunder, real thunder!

As soon as the thunder came out, the strong and domineering aura also filled the competition field again in an instant. The second blow of the three soul-snatching strikes of the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear had not yet been used, and the white-faced scholar was forced by Wan Peng's true thunder flash, so he could only dodge in a hurry.

The real thunderbolt brushed the corners of the white-faced scholar's clothes and sank silently under the ground. And the second blow of the white-faced scholar's three soul-snatching strikes, the best time to attack has been missed, and even if it is used again, it will not have much function.

However, there was obviously a hint of joy on the white-faced scholar's face.

Because just between the release and the retraction, he suddenly felt that the connection with the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear was closer, and some obstacles that had not been broken through before were clicked open like window paper. This means that the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear has advanced again!

He suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, and his face tried to show the inherent calmness as much as possible.

Because he knows that there is only one trick in the battle with Wan Peng!

Although it is said that a move is not considered to be the decision of the two people, it is related to the outcome of the competition. In the last move, if he doesn't win, Wan Peng will win!

Of course, even if he wins, Qin Shiyue may sentence Wan Peng to pass the first assessment. Because the competition between the two has surpassed the ten-move competition of ordinary tactical assessment. It is even said that the white-faced scholar's three soul-snatching shots have already represented the highest level of this foundation point in this cultivation in a sense.

Wan Peng connected three shots, what reason is there to be questioned?

"It seems that something has changed. "When the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear had just advanced, Li Yang felt something. "It feels weird, you pay attention. I don't rule out that the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear has advanced. I don't have a definite basis, but I feel a certain change. It's more of a gut feeling, a gut feeling that I've been through a lot of battles. ”

"Got it. Wan Peng responded, focusing all his attention on his opponent. And his spiritual sense, at this time, also dispersed, capturing the slightest change in the environment.

At this moment, the white-faced scholar struck out again!

This blow, although in terms of expression, is exactly the same as the previous one, but in terms of momentum, it is a little more domineering and sharp, and a large piece of light blade is quietly formed, cutting towards Wanpeng in a fan.

Wan Peng dared to slack off, he was just about to move to the side, but he found that the second light blade suddenly formed in the direction he was going, leaving no room to cut it!

Compared to before the advancement, the attack has become more tricky in terms of speed and direction. Fortunately, Wan Peng still had room in the three-dimensional space, and immediately rose up.

But at this moment, another blade of light, at an appropriate angle, slashed straight towards Wan Peng. Although this blade of light is in the same form as before, the way it attacks has changed. As soon as this blade of light comes out, Wan Peng has only one direction, and he can retreat!

However, anyone who has experienced combat practice knows that this retreat is a way of life, but it is actually a dead end.

Because, if there is another attack in this direction, Wan Peng will definitely be in an absolute dead end!

It's just that, even if there is only a little hope, Wan Peng doesn't want to Lang Fei. He quickly changed his form and swept in that direction.

His eyes turned white, and the fourth blade of light appeared as he expected!

Under the oppression of the four blades of light, Wan Peng no longer had any room for evasion.

Taking a deep breath, the Yuyuan Sword suddenly lit up, and the spiritual power around Wan Peng's body was great.

All the people on the periphery felt the release of Wan Peng's spiritual power for the first time. Qin Shiyue's face couldn't help but become serious again, sniffed vigorously with her nose, and then nodded lightly.

No one saw Wan Peng's follow-up movements, because the four light blades had completely surrounded Wan Peng. When the light blades fused, there was an obvious "bang" sound.

However, the bigger scene is to come. The four blades of light were not able to be completely brought together. At the last moment, a ball of light in their seams quickly grew larger, and with a loud "boom", a white pillar of light rose into the sky, followed by a rapid drop in the temperature of the surrounding air.

The water is flooding!

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and then with another burst of red light coming out of the white light, Wan Peng slowly fell into a pit about two feet deep in the ground.

Every blow of the Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear actually has the same thing as the sword qi, except that its entity is transformed by the aura. And its power is on par with Wanpeng's current floods.

Therefore, after Wan Peng judged the power of the Yin and Yang Blood Spear, in a desperate situation, he broke the strong with the strong. And with the assistance of an isolated wall of fire, it is completely possible to ensure that Wan Peng is not harmed.

Of course, Wan Peng also judged that if he really fought with all his might, this white-faced scholar was definitely not his opponent.

Compared with Wan Peng's calmness, the white-faced scholar looked disbelieving and lost. The Yin Yang Falling Blood Spear that he had just advanced was actually cracked by this Wan Peng like this!

A complicated look flashed in Qin Shiyue's eyes, and after a long time, she clapped her hands, "Okay, good, it's a wonderful performance." Wan Peng and Bai Shu both tied together, but according to the rules, Wan Peng passed this round test. ”

Wan Peng slowly rose from the pit, bowed to Qin Shiyue, and then turned to Bai Shu, "Thank you for your humility." ”

Bai Shu was angry and ashamed, snorted with a cold face, and turned away.

Wan Peng turned to Qin Shiyue at this time, "Line Master." Now that I've passed this game, let's start the second game right away. ”

Qin Shiyue was a little surprised, "You just went through a battle, don't you need to rest?" What's more, now that there are ravines on the field, you have to deal with the siege of many people, and it will be inconvenient to be slow." You can rest for a while, and I'll send someone to level the field immediately before we can do the competition. ”

Wan Peng shook his head, "No need." On the battlefield, how can there be a reason to fight again after leveling? The so-called actual combat is only a battle based on the existing conditions, and there is no need to change the objective conditions. ”

"Okay!" Qin Shiyue gave a thumbs up, "I didn't expect Wan Peng to still be very insightful about fighting." ”

Wan Peng smiled slightly. I secretly said in my heart, you don't know my tactics, what is there to praise...... The best is yet to come......

Qin Shiyue was not polite at this time, clapped her hands, and then there were a hundred people, according to a lined line, walking into the venue in a unified step, and their movements were no less than the military parades at some times.

After entering the venue, these people quickly divided into small groups and surrounded Wan Peng in the middle.

Li Yang closed his eyes and felt for a while, and reminded, "One hundred people, divided into four squads, each team of twenty-five people, each team is divided into five groups, each group of five people, among them, among the five people, there is a person whose spiritual power fluctuates slightly stronger should be the commander, if this commander is knocked down, the team will be broken." ”

Wan Peng snorted, noncommittal, the Yuyuan Sword was already slightly lit up in his hand.