Chapter 41 The Strange Sun Mingwang (Seeking Collection, Recommendation, and Investment)
Facing this fierce attack, Tan Yunping's hands moved quickly, and he quickly sacrificed a first-grade superior earth-attribute defensive talisman, forming an earth-yellow halo on his body.
He waved his hands frantically, making complex gestures, and the green and vibrant wood-attribute spiritual power continued to gather around him, turning into layers of defensive walls to try to weaken the power of the Fire River.
At the beginning of the battle, the wooden thorns used to attack Sun Mingsheng had been recalled and kept stirring in the middle of the Fire River.
Sun Mingsheng would naturally not watch all this happen in vain, and the Flame Sword attacked again, turning into a stream of light and entangled with the wooden thorns.
It happened so fast that it took only three or five breaths. Under the dual attack of the Fire River and the Fire Snake, Tan Yunping's figure kept retreating.
With a muffled sound, his figure flew out and fell directly under the ring, and the Fire River disappeared under the interception of the defensive formation.
"Pingyang County, Sun Family, Sun Mingsheng wins" The referee gave the order, and the battle was finally over.
Because the two were of similar strength, after a period of entanglement, most of the arenas had already started the third round of competition.
"Good job, 12th brother, this fire attribute spell is extremely powerful, and even a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training can fight against it," Sun Mingzeng praised on the side.
At the same time, there was inevitably some curiosity in his heart. In his eyes, 12th brother Sun Mingsheng was in a relatively low-key state most of the time.
He had been working hard to complete various family tasks to earn some practice resources, but he had never expected that his understanding and control of spells would reach this level.
"Big brother and 12th brother both won the battle, so I naturally cannot lose face for the family." After enough observation, Sun Mingwang seemed to be confident in defeating his opponent and advancing to the next round.
The three of them were discussing here, and the leading cultivators of various families not far away were also expressing different opinions based on the performance of the cultivators on the arena.
"Fellow Daoist Sun, the three juniors you brought this time are all outstanding. The Sun family has successors, which is really enviable." On two adjacent wooden tables, a middle-aged male cultivator in green clothes with a flame-shaped pattern on his chest said with envy.
"How dare you compare yourself with the famous Qin family of Flame Cave? They are just some ignorant younger generations of the family. This time they came here just for experience." Sun Xunmu spoke humbly, but the pride in his heart was real.
Sun Mingzeng has the ninth level of Qi training, a solid foundation, and impeccable strength. Sun Mingsheng also brought an unexpected surprise.
Flame Cave also comes from Hongliu County, but it occupies a volcano whose open fire has been extinguished. It is famous in the cultivation world for its fire-attributed spells. Its ancestors once had a Jindan-stage cultivator, and its influence is even better than that of the Geng family.
"This young friend has already reached a certain depth in his understanding of fire-attributed spells. If there is a chance in the future, welcome to visit the Flame Cave." Only strength can arouse the respect of others, and the same is true for the family.
If it weren't for the outstanding performance of Sun Mingzeng and Sun Mingsheng, how could the arrogant Qin family of the Flame Cave take the initiative to invite them?
"I will definitely bring my juniors to visit you in the future," Sun Xunmu agreed immediately.
The two did not continue to communicate, but continued to watch the fight on the ring attentively, hoping to discover some potential seedlings.
"Ring No. 10, the fight begins"
In just one hour, it was time for Sun Mingwang to participate in the fight. His opponent was an eighth-level Qi training cultivator from the Geng family.
Due to his own cultivation, Sun Mingwang was firmly suppressed at the beginning of the battle. In the absence of powerful means to deal with it, the possibility of turning defeat into victory was not high.
On the stage, Sun Mingwang sacrificed a first-grade high-quality flying knife, which kept flying and spinning in the air, drawing sharp cold lights.
The Geng family cultivator, under the defense of a circle of earth-yellow spiritual light, manipulated a flying sword with more skillful means, sometimes fighting with the flying knife, and sometimes spurting out sword energy, attacking the opponent from different directions.
This kind of sword energy is not the sword energy in the sense of sword cultivation, but just a means of attack by transforming one's own mana through the flying sword as a medium.
However, this method is superior in that the attack is sharp, convenient and fast, and it is enough to threaten the cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage.
Under this continuous attack, Sun Mingwang soon became flustered and panicked. In order to avoid various means that disregarded his own image, he also frequently came up with lazy donkey rolling, toad squatting and jumping, etc.
Obviously, he was determined to consume the mana in the opponent's Dantian. Of course, when there was really no buffer time, he would also sacrifice a first-grade middle-grade talisman to buy some time.
"Hmph, do you really think that such a disregard for image can be sustained?" The Geng family cultivator's face was red and he was furious because he had not been able to win.
He made hand gestures with both hands, and a strong mana merged into the flying sword. The whole flying sword kept shaking, and even emitted a dizzy tinnitus.
"Hundreds of sword qi, out" With a loud shout, the whole flying sword was like a leaking sieve, and more than a hundred sword qi were ejected from different positions.
The sword energy was flying in the air, almost 360 degrees without dead angles, completely blocking all the escape methods of Sun Mingwang, leaving him no choice but to resist head-on.
The flying sword body also followed the sword energy, ready to defeat the rather annoying cultivator in front of him in one fell swoop.
"Isn't this a competition? Isn't this a deadly attack? The referee violated the rules." Sun Mingwang naturally had a clear understanding of his own strength.
After feeling the power of the sword energy, not only did he not take any means to resist, but after a shrill scream, he turned into a stream of light and dodged directly behind the referee.
The referee, a senior cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training, seemed to have encountered this situation for the first time. After manipulating the token in his hand to block the sword energy with a protective formation, his face was full of blackness, and he announced that the Geng family cultivator won.
"Mingwang, this performance, isn't it embarrassing for the family?" Sun Mingzeng in the audience also had a depressed look on his face.
Winning and losing are normal in this kind of ring battle, but Sun Mingwang's strange operation is really embarrassing.
"Tenth brother, after all, you have never been injured by the opponent's attack, which is also desirable." Sun Mingsheng also had a feeling of laughing.
Sun Mingwang was eliminated in the first round, so naturally he would not have the opportunity to compete for the second place in the core seed family of the Ming generation.
"Big brother, twelfth brother, fortunately you hid behind the referee in time, otherwise you would have become a bloody sieve full of holes under the attack of hundreds of sword qi." When Sun Mingwang walked off the ring, he still had a smug look on his face about his choice.
This guy's face was thick to a new state, completely ignoring the expressions of Sun Mingzeng and the others.
Special thanks to the book friend "Jiu Tian Xian Zun" for the reward of 200 starting coins; the book friend "Xiao Ming 1969" for the reward of 100 starting coins