As we all know, sword-shaped magic weapons have the fastest attack speed among all magic weapons. Song Bing did not use his most powerful ghost axe, but used flying swords in order to achieve a quick victory.
However, Lin Sheng did not give him a chance to make a quick decision. When the flying sword flew towards Lin Sheng, Lin Sheng just sneered and then raised the dragon coiling stick.
"Are you looking down on me with such a level of attack?" Lin Sheng snorted coldly, and then swung the Coiling Dragon Stick towards the flying sword.
The next moment, Song Bing's flying sword was directly hit into pieces by the Panlong Staff. Seeing this scene, the disciples who were watching were immediately dumbfounded.
"What...what's going on?"
"My eyes must have been dazzled because Senior Brother Song's flying sword was shattered... shattered..."
The disciples in the audience were in an uproar. Song Bing's face on the stage also looked bad, with turns green and red.
"How is this possible? This kid actually has the best magical weapon. I underestimated the enemy." Song Bing thought to himself.
"Senior Brother Song, do you only have this much strength?" Lin Sheng glanced at Song Bing and asked disdainfully.
"Hahaha... I didn't expect that Junior Brother Lin has such a magical weapon. It seems that if I don't show some real skills, it won't be so easy to defeat you." Song Bing laughed loudly, not angry because of Lin Sheng's contempt.
Then, Song Bing took out a golden ax from the Qiankun bottle.
"The name of this ax is the Ghost Axe. It is six feet seven inches long and weighs eighty kilograms! The best magical weapon! Junior brother, what magical weapon are you using?" Song Bing waved the Ghost Ax in the shape of a mountain ax with both hands and asked proudly.
"The Coiling Dragon Staff is four feet six inches long and weighs one hundred and twenty kilograms! Just like you, it is a top-quality magical weapon!" Lin Sheng answered casually as he put the Coiling Dragon Staff on his shoulders.
"What a Coiling Dragon Staff! Then I have to learn about my junior brother's top-notch magic weapon!" Song Bing snorted lightly, and then he held the ghost ax and attacked Lin Sheng.
In general, when monks compete, they usually keep a distance and use their spiritual power to control magic weapons to attack, but this competition is very unconventional.
Both Lin Sheng and Song Bing attacked each other with magical weapons in hand, making this kind of battle even more interesting. After all, long-range attacks rely on operation, while close combat relies on physical skills.
In comparison, melee combat that relies on physical skills and physical strength is much more beautiful than long-range show operations. Of course, the possibility of casualties on both sides is also greater.
"Hmph, Lin Sheng, just wait to be crippled by me! How dare you fight me head-on? I'm not an ordinary cultivator!" Song Bing sneered and thought to himself.
The next moment, Song Bing's ghost ax hit Lin Sheng's head. Lin Sheng sneered and hid to the left, then slid sideways and swung the dragon stick directly to Song Bing's ribs.
"What a weird movement! What a tricky attack angle!" Song Bing was shocked, and then quickly put up his spiritual energy shield to block Lin Sheng's attack.
"Bang..."
Lin Sheng's Coiling Dragon Staff hit Song Bing's spiritual shield with a muffled sound, and then Song Bing was knocked away. He took seven or eight steps back before he stabilized his body.
"Oops, this kid has also practiced secular martial arts! It seems that fighting him in close combat is not a very wise choice." Song Bing groaned secretly, holding his ribs.
"Senior Brother Song, do you want to continue to fight? If I had applied a little more strength just now, your ribs might have been broken." Lin Sheng laughed coldly, but he didn't even use his full strength in the blow just now.
"Junior Brother Lin, are you too happy too early? The competition has just begun!" Song Bing said with a slight sneer.
Then, Song Bing took the ghost ax in front of him to protect himself.
The next moment, Song Bing quickly formed the seal with his hands. He completed the seal in less than three breaths. He pushed his hands towards Lin Sheng and shouted: "Fire Wolf Technique!"
A wolf made of flames jumped out from Song Bing's palm, and then rushed towards Lin Sheng with lightning speed.
"What a fast speed!" Lin Sheng frowned, and then quickly jumped to the side to avoid it.
"Hmph, you can't escape the fire wolf's pursuit just by dodging." Song Bing said proudly.
Lin Sheng could clearly feel the spiritual energy fluctuations on the Fire Wolf's body. This level of attack was not something he could resist now, but he couldn't dodge it. Now Lin Sheng was in a dilemma.
"Damn! It takes too long to use the Taoist skills! How can I break it if I only know three kinds of Taoist skills? The fireball technique will only add fuel to the fire and increase the power of the fire wolf. The object control technique is completely useless, and the earth escape technique
If I need to use the magic, I will run away. Why do I only know these three kinds of Taoism?" Lin Sheng secretly cried bitterly.
The next scene was hilarious. Lin Sheng was running all over the stage with a stick, followed closely by a fire wolf.
This scene immediately caused a burst of laughter from the disciples in the audience.
"Hahaha... This Junior Brother Lin is so interesting, he actually starts racing with an animal!"
"Yes, and he even beat him! This shows that he is worse than an animal!"
"Fortunately, he won, otherwise he would be worse than a beast! Hahaha..."
"Look, everyone, Fire Wolf is about to catch up with Junior Brother Lin, and he will be like an animal!"
The disciples in the audience laughed at Lin Sheng with great joy. It is no wonder that Lin Sheng managed to capture the goddess in everyone's heart.
"No, we can't remain passive like this! It seems we can only make a desperate move!" Lin Sheng thought secretly.
Then, Lin Sheng suddenly changed direction and ran quickly towards Song Bing.
"Hmph, have you given up resistance? Since you are here to die! Then don't blame me for being rude! Now let's see where you are going to escape!" Song Bing sneered and thought to himself, and then waved the ghost ax towards Lin Sheng.
Attacked.
Seeing the Song soldiers attacking, Lin Sheng raised the corners of his mouth with an evil smile and said, "This is the time!"
The next moment, Lin Sheng suddenly leapt into the air for life.
"boom……"
Song Bing didn't have time to stop and ran into the oncoming fire wolf. One man and one beast collided with each other.
When the smoke and dust cleared, Song Bing appeared in front of everyone with a disgraced face. The disciples in the audience were speechless again.
"Senior Brother Song, do you want to continue?" Lin Sheng smiled and asked Song Bing.
"Despicable!" Song Bing snorted and scolded Lin Sheng.
"What? Are you still going on?" Lin Sheng said with a slight sneer.
"Lin Sheng! You have angered me! I will make you pay for this!" Song Bing clenched his fists and said word by word.
"Okay, but is it really okay with you? Do you want to wash your face first?" Lin Sheng said with a gloating smile, thinking that this would just mean digging a hole to bury himself. Song Bing also interpreted the idiom "you will reap the consequences" very well.
It's so vivid.
"Lin Sheng! You forced me to do this! I have never used this move on my fellow disciples before, and you are the first!" Song Bing said to avoid being livid, and then he fired several spells on his ghost axe.