Chapter four hundred and sixty-eight of a month's appointment
The scene of Ning Fengjing and Qu Yuanhui's fierce battle has amazed many people.
"I didn't expect Ning Fengjing to be able to raise his cultivation level to the fourth level of Mortal Transformation before the 'Five Tribes Competition'! Only then will he be able to compete with Qu Yuanhui!"
"That's right! And even when the skills you practice are no match for the opponent's, you still know how to seize your own advantages and put the opponent at a disadvantage!"
"In comparison, Qu Yuanhui's combat experience is obviously not as rich as Ning Fengjing's."
"But this time, Ning Fengjing shouldn't face off against Qu Yuanhui!"]
"Yes, the wind-based Qi cultivated by the wind-based exercises is not as lethal as the thunder-based Qi... Even with offensive martial arts of the same level, this is still the case."
Many people are surprised by Ning Fengjing's increase in strength this time.
However, she didn't understand Ning Fengjing's choice to challenge Qu Yuanhui this time.
And their judgment was indeed correct.
Even though Ning Fengjing accumulated strength and unleashed [Wind God Kill], she was still gradually repelled by Qu Yuanhui's thunder!
Soon, many of Qu Yuanhui's thunderbolts broke through the wind field caused by [Wind God Kill] and directly hit Ning Fengjing on the competition stage!
Ning Fengjing controlled Feng Qingjian while paying attention to the direction of the thunder falling, and kept moving his body!
To distract one's mind and do two things... This is an extremely difficult thing for any immortal to do!
But Ning Fengjing did it!
And it was quite successful!
He didn't let himself be struck by those thunderbolts!
"Such a strong sense of fighting... What has Ning Fengjing experienced before to have such a strong sense of fighting?"
Qi Yuntian twirled his light beard and glanced at Qi Ziyou with a smile:
"Even you, You'er, have never had this kind of fighting consciousness."
Qi Ziyou snorted coldly, but did not deny it.
His eyes were fixed on Ning Fengjing, who was constantly moving and changing his body shape on the competition stage.
He indeed does not have such a strong sense of fighting.
So he also has the same curiosity as Qi Yuntian.
You know, this kind of strong fighting consciousness will never be sharpened if you have not experienced a lot of battles!
But... Ning Fengjing's age is not in line with the age group that generally has this kind of fighting consciousness!
Therefore, they can easily think of what Ning Fengjing must have experienced before.
Boom!!
Finally, the domineering and furious purple thunder sky suppressed the dilapidated wind field.
Qu Yuanhui held two silver hammers and knocked Feng Qingjian away. Electricity was generated under his feet, triggering thousands of thunders to kill Ning Fengjing!
"return!"
Ning Fengjing stretched out her right hand and grabbed it gently.
The Feng Qingjian, which was about to be knocked out of the field, immediately flew back into his hand.
With the Feng Qing Sword in hand, Ning Fengjing's previously silent power suddenly erupted again.
With a serious expression on his face, he controlled Feng Qingjian, constantly entangled with Qu Yuanhui, and at the same time still avoiding Thunder's pursuit!
Although Qu Yuanhui has the upper hand in terms of strength, he is far inferior to his opponent in terms of speed and combat experience!
Moreover, continuing to maintain such a huge thunder attack field consumes him equally horribly!
He can't maintain such a thunderous attack field for long!
If you want to completely win over your opponent, you have to fight quickly!
Qu Yuanhui thought so in his heart.
But when he found that he wanted to implement this idea, he couldn't escape from the opponent's fight!
Ning Fengjing was like a tarsal creature, fighting with him to the death!
In this way, he not only had to be on guard against Ning Fengjing's attacks, but also controlled the thunder falling from the thunder field so as not to hurt himself.
Because the power of thunder is more difficult to control than the power of fire, and it is also an elemental power that is easier to hurt oneself!
Warriors or immortals who practice thunder-based skills are the most likely to hurt themselves.
As a result, Qu Yuanhui fell into an aggrieved situation where he could neither fight nor fight.
Ning Fengjing immediately took advantage of the situation and pursued him!
Seeing this scene, everyone could already foresee Qu Yuanhui's ending!
"Brother Ning is really gifted... with such a terrifying fighting consciousness, he will definitely be a brave and capable warrior in the immortal world in the future!"
Ye Qingchen, who was recovering from his injuries while watching the battle, spoke sincerely.
His title of Ning Fengjing changed from "Young Master Ning" to "Brother Ning".
This means that he has recognized Ning Fengjing!
"Are you gifted..."
After hearing these words, Ning Yixue, who should have been happy, didn't know what she was thinking of. There was a hint of melancholy in her eyes when she looked at Ning Fengjing.
However, he did not show it, but responded to Ye Qingchen with a smile.
It was quick and didn't keep people waiting too long.
The thunder attack field maintained by Qu Yuanhui suddenly dissipated at this moment.
Qu Yuanhui, who had already turned pale, struggled to lift the silver hammers, but was completely thrown backwards by Ning Fengjing's sword with all his strength!
Until he fell outside the competition stage!
"Hui'er!"
The head of the Qu family stood up immediately, his face extremely pale.
But he didn't break the defense like Rong Yusheng did.
Because he knew that his son was clearly inferior in skills.
Deserve to lose!
"Huh...huh..."
Ning Fengjing panted heavily, trying hard to maintain the circulation of breath in his body.
Although he didn't look much injured on the outside.
But in fact, the injuries he suffered were much more serious!
After all, he had been relying on his body skills to avoid Qu Yuanhui's double hammer attack in the first half.
In the second half, he could only rely on his body skills to actively kill Qu Yuanhui and fight him in close combat.
You must know that immortals or warriors who practice hammer weapons generally have extremely powerful power.
In addition, hammer weapons themselves are extremely heavy.
With just one hit, it was so powerful that it could smash the stone!
Therefore, every time Qu Yuanhui's double hammers hit Feng Qingjian, the heavy force would be transmitted to his body, damaging his internal organs.
If another period of time passes, he will definitely be the first to be unable to hold on!
Fortunately, Qu Yuanhui could no longer maintain such a terrifying thunder attack field and took the lead in exhausting himself.
Only then did Ning Fengjing seize the opportunity and hit him away with a sword!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
There was a burst of applause.
Qi Yuntian sat on his seat, smiled and clapped his hands:
"I have to say that today's 'Five Tribes Competition' really opened my eyes."
"Exaggerated super-level combat power, possessing a variety of powerful powers..."
“It can be said to be the biggest gain from this ‘Five Tribes Competition’!”
Obviously, Qi Yuntian was talking about Ye Qingchen and Ning Fengjing!
Indeed, if we talk about the most outstanding performance in this "Five Tribes Competition"...it is undoubtedly the two of them!
"In that case...then, You'er, it's time for you to take the stage."
Qi Yuntian said with a faint smile.
Qi Ziyou did not respond, but stood up from his seat.
Soon, he took a gentle step and appeared on the competition stage almost teleporting!
"!!"
Seeing this scene, Ye Qingchen was slightly shocked.
What a fast speed!
It can have an almost teleporting speed!
And when Qi Ziyou appeared on the competition stage, the entire Qi family suddenly became quiet.
None of the young immortals present who met the age requirements dared to go on stage to challenge Qi Ziyou.
joke!
He is at the fifth level of Mortal Transformation Realm!
Just these small fish and shrimps are not enough for people to fill their teeth!
"It seems that no one challenges You'er?" Qi Yuntian asked aloud.
Although a little disappointed, it was expected.
After all, as Qi Ziyou's father, he should know best how far Qi Ziyou's current strength has reached.
"Ye Qingchen."
Suddenly, Qi Ziyou, who was standing on the competition stage, turned his eyes and locked eyes with Ye Qingchen, who was sitting in the Ning family's seat.
He said calmly:
"I'll give you a month to recover from your injuries...and then come and compete with me!"