The Zhentian Fa Sect on the opposite side made an insulting move, and the disciples of the Xuantian Dao Sect couldn't help but get angry. This was too arrogant, but only the Dragon Blood Legion fought back.
"Swipe, swipe, swipe..."
More than 26,000 hands were thrust out in unison, with their fists pointing upwards and a middle finger raised high. Their movements were uniform and very impressive.
The expressions of the disciples of the Zhentian Dharma Sect opposite suddenly became extremely ugly. They could not have imagined that this disciple of the Xuantian Dao Sect could be so crude and make such an obscene move.
"Wan'er, you silly girl, put your hand down quickly, you are a girl..." Qingyu sat next to Wan'er. Seeing that Wan'er was following suit, she hurriedly pulled Wan'er's hand down.
Tang Wan'er didn't know what this gesture meant at all. Seeing everyone doing it, she followed suit. Now that she was pulled by Qing Yu, she couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
"Huhu..."
Suddenly, countless figures flew into the arena, and they were the elders of Xuantian Dao Sect. Even the masters of the courtyard and the pavilion masters also appeared.
However, the location where they appeared was at the other end of the ring, where was the referee's seat. As everyone arrived, two figures appeared, none other than Master Xuan and Ma Xingkong.
After the two people appeared, the whole place was silent. Master Xuan glanced at the ring and said: "It's still the old rules, nine games of competition, the winner of the five games, Master Faxuan is the guest. As for the specific details, are there any revisions needed?"
Ma Xingkong glanced at the disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect, then smiled slightly and said: "There is nothing that needs to be revised. However, my disciples of Zhentian Fa Sect have just broken through the Zhutai Realm not long ago, so they may attack too hard. If they are injured,
Disciples of your noble sect, I hope it will not affect the friendship between the two sects."
The old guy was so cruel that a hint of ridicule appeared on the corner of Long Chen's mouth. He was leaving a way out for himself and blocking Master Xuan with his words.
In this way, the disciples of Zhentian Fa Sect were mercilessly humiliating the disciples of Dao Sect. Lord Xuanzhu could not say anything. If he showed anger, it would be even more ungraceful.
"What is the grudge between the two sects? Why are they pressing Xuantian Dao Sect so hard?" Long Chen muttered in his heart. I am afraid that there is a secret between Zhentian Fa Sect and Xuantian Dao Sect that Long Chen doesn't know.
And in the face of the aggressiveness of the Zhentian Fa Sect, why did the Xuantian Dao Sect tolerate it? It would be too cowardly for such a huge sect to be bullied.
"It doesn't matter. They are all young people and are arrogant. It's not a bad thing to suffer some losses. Let the children compete." Mr. Xuanzhu seemed not to hear the trap in Ma Xing's empty words and said with a faint smile.
Ma Xingkong turned his head and shouted coldly at the disciples of the Zhentian Fa Sect: "Did you hear it? Mr. Xuanzhu said, let's compete. We came all the way here just to discuss, communicate, learn from each other, and make progress together. You can't be perfunctory."
When things get resolved, you must not hide your secrets, but show your true skills, do you understand?"
A fifth-grade Skywalker disciple of Zhentian Dharma Sect said with some embarrassment: "But if the disciples attack with all their strength, they won't be able to send and receive freely. It would be bad if they are injured, disabled or killed."
When the fifth-grade Skywalker disciples spoke, their eyes swept over Hua Shiyu, Hu Guishan, Fan Song and other fifth-grade Skywalker disciples. Their eyes were full of contempt. This was a kind of contempt, and even more so.
An insult.
"court death"
Fan Song was furious. Being humiliated like this made him feel more murderous, especially being humiliated by a group of people who looked so thin that they could be killed with one punch. This made people even more angry.
"This..." Ma Xingkong was stunned, not knowing how to answer, and then looked at Master Xuan.
“The arena is like a battlefield, where fists and feet have no eyes, and life and death are determined by fate, and there is no such thing as paying for one’s life.
Moreover, if the defeated disciples in the arena shout to admit defeat, they will be captured by the formation and teleported outside the arena. If they don’t want to die, they can just admit defeat." Mr. Xuanzhu said calmly.
"In that case, I'm relieved. No matter whether there are casualties or not, I hope it won't affect the friendship between our two sects." Ma Xingkong said with a chuckle.
"In that case, let's get started. Let's skip the set of rituals and start directly!" Master Xuan said.
"call"
As soon as Mr. Xuanzhu finished speaking, a disciple of Zhentian Fa Sect had already jumped onto the ring and shouted coldly:
"Luo Fanglin, a disciple of the Zhentian Dao Sect, is here to learn the clever tricks from the masters of the Xuantian Dao Sect."
After that disciple came on stage, although his words were quite satisfactory, the provocation in his eyes was very obvious.
"I'll meet you."
With a loud shout, Fan Song actually jumped onto the ring. At this time, Fan Song had advanced to the first level of the casting platform. As soon as he came on the stage, he was like a King Kong, with a arrogant and terrifying aura.
"Fan Song, a disciple of the Xuantian Dao Sect, is here to learn your brilliant moves." Fan Song bowed slightly, his spiritual energy had already begun to operate, and he instantly entered a fighting state.
"If you feel defeated, you can admit defeat. Don't lose your life in vain. The competition begins now!"
The master of the arena who was in charge of presiding over the arena nodded, waved his hand, and four pillars of light rose up from all four sides of the arena, shooting straight into the void, forming a huge protective shield above the arena.
"die!"
As soon as the master of the courtyard finished speaking, Fan Song rushed towards the disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect like a cheetah. At the same time, the runes around his body were flowing, the light was dazzling, and endless blood energy exploded, and he punched the disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect.
Smash it.
All the disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect couldn't help but admire him. He was worthy of being a genius. The moment he attacked, he activated the harmony of heaven and earth, the power of integrating heaven and earth, and the power of spiritual blood. His combat power instantly soared to the extreme.
"boom"
A punch fell, and an explosion was heard, but what shocked everyone was that the disciple of Zhentian Fa Sect waved his staff, and a runic shield was blocked in front of him, blocking Fan Song's terrifying punch.
"What?"
The disciples of Xuantian Dao Sect were shocked. Fan Song's punch was blocked without any reservation.
The rune shield was not big, only three feet in diameter. The endless runes flowed inside, like a whirlpool, swallowing Fan Song's power.
"It's just brute force. If your skills are only like this, you'd better give in quickly and don't embarrass yourself." The disciple of Zhentian Fa Sect moved his staff forward and held up his shield. He looked at him coldly.
He was very relaxed and didn't take Fan Song seriously at all.
The disciples of Xuantian Daozong couldn't help but be shocked. Any disciple from Zhentian Daozong could match Fan Song. Is the gap between the two sides so big?
"What is going on? You don't even need to close the seal to trigger the spell. How is this possible?" Guo Ran said with a shocked look on his face.
"This has something to do with his staff. Specifically, it has to do with the crystal core on his staff. His spiritual energy stimulates the energy of the crystal core in the staff, and the spell is instantly released." Long Chen said.
Long Chen looked at it more carefully than anyone else. Those disciples of Zhentian Fa Sect would never leave their canes at any time. At first, Long Chen was surprised.
Now Long Chen understands that the staff is the result of their cultivation. Without the staff, they would be useless.
"Asshole, go to hell!"
Fan Song was shocked and shouted loudly. Veins popped up on his forehead. His arms seemed to be covered with small snakes. A terrifying force erupted.
"boom"
The power on his fist was like a volcano erupting. The runic shield condensed by the disciples of Zhentian Fa Sect was shattered in an instant. Fan Song's other punch had been ruthlessly smashed down.
"call"
Seeing Fan Song smashing the shield with his punch, the disciples of Bawang Palace were about to let out a cheer, but suddenly found that the disciple of the Zhentian Fa Sect was missing. Fan Song's punch hit the empty space with too much force.
Take your fist out for a few steps.
Fan Song was shocked. He looked up and saw that the Tianzhen Fa Sect disciple had already flown into the air, and there were no wings floating behind him. He was just standing in the void, looking down at Fan Song.
"You are too weak. In that case, let's end it!"
The disciple of Zhentian Fa Sect looked at Fan Song coldly, with a touch of disdain on his face. He waved his cane in the air, and runes appeared all over the sky.
"The drifting wind gathers here, condenses in front of me, and is used by me..."
As the disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect waved his cane, more and more runes filled the sky. At the same time, the endless power of wind gathered, the void trembled, the roar continued, and the momentum was terrifying.
"Such pure wind power," Tang Wan'er exclaimed. As a strong wind attribute person, she is the most sensitive to this kind of energy.
"What a unique way to cast a spell. It uses the crystal core runes in the cane as the power, uses the spiritual essence as the guide, uses the power of the soul to fuse the power of heaven and earth, and activates the runes in the crystal core. It's such a clever way of casting."
Long Chen couldn't help but mutter to himself, this was a method he had never seen before.
"...Storm Vortex!"
The disciple of the Heaven-Suppressing Sect chanted extremely fast. As he chanted, the wind elements in the world seemed to hear his call and were driven by him. In an instant, a huge storm vortex rushed straight towards Fan Song.
Fan Song was horrified. He found that when the disciples of the Zhentian Fa Sect were chanting, he was locked and unable to escape. He roared angrily, wrapped his fist with runes, and punched out.
"boom"
To everyone's horror, the huge fist shadow inspired by Fan Song was instantly crushed, and Fan Song was swallowed by the storm vortex.
"Puff puff……"
The sound of flesh being cut open by sharp blades kept ringing, and everyone felt their scalps numb.
"Roar"
Suddenly Fan Song let out a roar, and he didn't know what trick he used. The huge storm vortex was shattered, revealing Fan Song's figure.
At this time, a rune lit up on Fan Song's forehead, and he obviously used his last trump card to activate the power of the original rune and shatter the storm vortex. However, he was covered in blood at this time, with countless wounds, and the blood slowly overflowed.
"careful!"
Suddenly someone exclaimed loudly, but unfortunately the protective shield of the arena blocked the sound from the outside world, so Fan Song didn't hear it at all.
Just when Fan Song had just shattered the whirlpool storm, an ice arrow had stabbed Fan Song from behind silently.
"puff"
This ice arrow pierced Fan Song's back, and Fan Song's whole body was covered with ice for an instant. At this moment, a beam of light shot straight towards Fan Song's eyebrows.