Chapter two hundred and sixty-two finally take a game
Fang Yuanhui, who was holding a spiritual weapon, naturally had a slight upper hand when facing Shan Qing.
The wind of sticks swept forward, Shan Qing avoided fighting, and kept avoiding Fang Yuanhui's pursuit.
Suddenly, the competition turned into a farce of cat and mouse, which made people laugh and cry. This shirt Qing actually responded in this way, but what's the use?
After all, if you fall under the ring, you will lose.
Suddenly, after Shan Qing reached the edge of the ring, he stopped suddenly and then hid to the side. Fang Yuanhui's stick missed and his body stopped at the edge of the ring.
What is this going to do?
Shan Qing waved his arms, bright red elixir fire burning all over his body, and he crashed towards Fang Yuanhui.
He actually wanted to knock the latter out of the ring?
No wonder, in a normal competition, he may not be Fang Yuanhui's opponent, so he can only use some small tricks.
But after all, Fang Yuanhui has experienced hundreds of battles, how could he be attacked by these little tricks?
He waved out one hand, pressing the long stick in his hand against the ground behind him, and then exerted force suddenly. Fang Yuanhui had already left the place the moment before Shan Qing hit him.
This plan failed, Shan Qing frowned, it seems that these martial arts disciples are not all brainless people.
"Junior brother, your actions are not aboveboard..."
Fang Yuanhui smiled and said.
Hearing the sarcasm in his words, Shan Qing frowned, his pupils shrank slightly, and he said lightly:
"Hmph...I want to see how upright you are!"
After saying that, Shan Qing slammed his foot on the ground and rushed out violently. Since his previous tricks were seen through, he had no choice but to fight. If he was defeated, he would not be blamed.
"Haha...well done!"
As a martial arts cultivator, what Fang Yuanhui likes most is people who take the initiative to attack like this. Their flaws can also be seen from this.
The long stick was swung out, and the clear elixir fire burst out instantly. On both fists, the elixir fire seemed to condense into the shape of a lion's head, and he punched out.
The next moment, a pillar of fire came forward. Fang Yuanhui's expression condensed, and he waved his stick, and a gust of wind danced out, directly dispersing the pillar of fire.
Can a long stick be used like this?
Shan Qing gritted his teeth, put his hands together, and the two lion-head-like fireballs merged together. It seemed that Shan Qing wanted to decide the outcome with one blow, and was not sloppy.
Fang Yuanhui hummed and smiled, standing the long stick in front of his chest, and his internal energy instantly activated the power of heaven and earth to surround both sides of the long stick.
"Lion-Hearted Fire!"
"Arc Flash!"
The two people's attacks collided with each other, and they were somewhat indistinguishable. The clear-clothed hands were blocked in front of him, and he took Fang Yuanhui's blow forcefully.
The strengths of the two are still colliding, and this is Shanqing's weakness.
In terms of speed, he may be able to compete with Fang Yuanhui, but in terms of strength, he is dwarfed by the big one.
In the end, Fang Yuanhui shook with all his strength, and his power exploded instantly, completely crushing Shan Qing in front of him.
As the figure flew out, Shan Qing was thrown straight out of the ring and fell heavily to the ground.
In terms of combat ability, alchemists at the same level still cannot compare with him.
Although he defeated one person, Fang Yuanhui did not relax his vigilance, because the next step was the most troublesome opponent.
A beautiful shadow fell from the sky, it was a cherry.
From the Jintang side, there was a loud cheering sound. Cherry took a deep breath and felt the pressure.
Hold your breath, the battle in front of you is about to break out.
The person who has the right to have a bye can take advantage of this and not give the other party any chance to breathe after the battle between the other two is over.
With Fang Yuanhui taking the initiative, the battle officially began.
Before this competition, he knew very well
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The secret to fighting a spiritual formation master is to keep your distance from him.
The reason why spiritual formation masters are powerful is because of their ability to form formations at will. If they can attack with lightning speed, they may have miraculous effects.
But every spiritual formation master is well aware of their own weaknesses. Therefore, most people will choose to practice body skills to distance themselves at absolute speed.
Therefore, in the same realm, in terms of speed, Cherry is superior to Fang Yuanhui. When he started, Cherry also started to move.
The spells in his hands changed, and blue spiritual threads flew out, starting from Cherry as the center, and spreading to the surroundings of the ring. Just when Fang Yuanhui was about to reach Cherry, the giant peach tree produced by the spiritual light suddenly appeared, blocking the way.
His way to go.
"Hmph... vulnerable!"
Fang Yuanhui swung his stick and drew an arc in mid-air, cutting the peach tree in half.
After doing this, Fang Yuanhui instantly gained confidence. In his opinion, the female disciple of the formation hall in front of him might not have any real qualities.
Could it be that he let himself pick it up?
However, after the giant peach tree in front of him disappeared, the figure of Cherry suddenly disappeared.
"Huh? Where did you go?"
It turns out that the peach tree before was just a temporary hindrance to Fang Yuanhui's movements. Next, is the real spiritual formation...
When Fang Yuanhui turned around and saw the scene in front of him, his eyes widened.
The huge peach tree like before was now covering the arena, and the flowers were fragrant, just like real peach trees.
Peach blossoms have feelings, falling flowers have no intention.
The figure of the cherry is hidden among these peach trees.
"Mysterious!"
Fang Yuanhui frowned and said harshly.
The next second, his expression gradually calmed down, and he stood the dark gray long stick in his hand in front of him, preparing to break this formation.
The disciples in the formation hall on the side were all impressed by Cherry's method.
"Ten Spirit Strategies..."
Kongming murmured.
"I didn't expect that this girl, Cherry, could actually learn such a secret technique."
There are many secret techniques in the way of spiritual formation. There was the Void Formation Formation used by Chang Yu before, and there are now ten spirit tactics used by Cherry. From the difficulty point of view, the Void Formation Formation is obviously superior in skill, but in terms of the consumption of mental energy.
Look, these Ten Spirit Strategies are far superior to the Void Formation.
The so-called Ten Spirit Stratagem is to control ten spiritual arrays with one mind. Although the power will be greatly enhanced, it is still a relatively useless secret technique. The more complex the spiritual arrays are, the more useless this Ten Spirit Stratagem will be.
After all, the consumption of mental energy is not the same as internal energy.
On top of the arena, ten giant peach trees stood in front of Fang Yuanhui. If he wanted to pass, he must break through this formation.
She saw that Fang Yuanhui actually plunged into the peach forest. Seeing how reckless he was, Cherry smiled slightly. After this competition, she felt more and more confident.
"The peach blossoms are blooming!"
With the soft drink of Cherry, some changes took place in this peach forest.
The flower bones, which have not yet sprouted, slowly bloomed under Fang Yuanhui's shocked eyes.
Seeing this, Fang Yuanhui stopped and looked at the peach trees around him cautiously, not knowing how powerful this formation was.
Hong Yuan, who was among the disciples of the martial arts hall and was watching the battle intently, became increasingly grim. Although he didn't know what kind of formation it was, in the previous sparring session with Kong Ming, the latter had performed a similar formation.
The spiritual formation is extremely troublesome.
I'm afraid, Fang Yuanhui will be killed here.
Hong Yuan has felt helpless since Jindo got the bye right. Judging from luck, 80% of those who get the bye right can win, and only a small number of people can break this restriction.
"Falling flowers!"
Hearing Cherry's soft drink again, Fang Yuanhui, who was in the center of the spiritual formation, had a serious face and looked around nervously.
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, after all, he has already fallen into the trap.
The next second, all the peach trees seemed to have gained life. The branches began to tremble continuously. The peach blossoms that had just bloomed slowly detached from the branches and suspended in mid-air.
Immediately afterwards, the peach blossoms were like sharp blades, rushing towards Fang Yuanhui. In the center of the spiritual formation, he had no place to hide. You must know that Lin Shuang, relying on the Xuanji umbrella, had never carried a peach.
The attacks of the trees, and now the attacks of ten peach trees, are even more terrifying.
Fang Yuanhui kept waving his long stick, forming a cyclonic storm around him. When the peach blossom was stabbed, it shattered when it touched the storm.
Cherry was a little surprised. Ten peach trees were attacked at the same time. How could this guy succeed?
However, if you think she only has these means, you would be looking down upon her.
The rampage of thousands of peach blossoms suddenly stopped.
Fang Yuanhui looked around warily and couldn't help but smile:
"Haha...Is this the only way?"
Cherry sneered, put her hands together, and Peach Blossom, which fell on the ground, rose slowly.
The peach blossoms of dozens of peach trees, probably exceeding six figures in number, continued to gather above Fang Yuanhui's head, forming a huge palm print about three meters in diameter.
"Hiss~~~This..."
Fang Yuanhui's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he smiled bitterly and said:
"Good sister...I know what you have up to..."
Xiang Luoxi, who was in the audience seat, couldn't help but pursed her lips and saw that Senior Sister Yingying's methods were really inconsistent with her image.
Although she looks so sweet, is her attack so fierce?
Lin Shuang, who was sitting next to Xiang Luoxi, could not help but shine with his eyes and said with a smile:
"Hehehe... Senior Sister Cherry's spiritual formation is very interesting. I will ask her to teach me in the future..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Shuang saw Xiang Luoxi next to her with a black line on her face.
Hearing her words, Xiang Luoxi swallowed. Why does she, my wife, still have such a strong tendency to violence?
"Grandma's! Work hard!"
Fang Yuanhui's expression changed drastically, he raised his long stick and suddenly exerted force on his legs, trying to break it directly from the center.
Cherry smiled slightly and said lightly:
"Ha... you're looking for death..."
As expected, although the long stick in Fang Yuanhui's hand was a spiritual weapon, it looked like a toothpick in front of the huge palm print, without any threat.
Fang Yuanhui, who jumped up, was pressed down by the huge palm print in the next second. He only heard a muffled shout, and Fang Yuanhui was slapped to the ground by the huge palm print, as if he had been photographed.
As simple as a little fly.
"Cough...cough cough..."
After the palm print fell, Fang Yuanhui was lying surrounded by peach blossoms. His limbs could hardly move. He coughed out a mouthful of blood and flowed on his chest, looking extremely embarrassed.
Upon seeing this, Hong Yuan turned around and came to Fang Yuanhui's side. Looking at his embarrassing scene, he frowned and said:
"It's so embarrassing, why don't you get back here!"
Upon hearing this, Fang Yuanhui, who was lying there pretending to be in pain, laughed, then reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, patted his butt and stood up.
"Hehehe... Hall Master, I'm always letting you down..."
After that, Fang Yuanhui limped off the ring. In fact, the second before he withstood the attack, Cherry showed mercy, otherwise, he would have been lying on the ground unable to move.
In this regard, he also knew how to advance and retreat. Since Cherry was merciful, he would admit defeat openly.
Hong Yuan shook his head helplessly, and then looked in the direction of Kong Ming.