While Qin Fengming and Xiao Qinghao were chatting in low voices, more than ten branches of the Xiao family were already competing in the competition. It was still a game of few wins and many losses.
At this time, nearly two-thirds of the Xiao clan members had participated in the competition, and only a dozen clan members among them had successfully challenged, replacing the previous branch clan members and occupying the arena.
Under Xiao Qinghao's low-pitched instructions, Qin Fengming slowly stood up, jumped up, and slowly flew towards the high platform where the Panyue Lake tribe members were.
It was Xiao Qinghao's intention to let Qin Fengming appear at the beginning. Facing the monk who used the Nine Sons Chain Blade, even if his descendants came on stage, it would be difficult to make a difference. To fight against him in such a small place without the use of magic weapons, he could only It only adds to the humiliation.
Just when Qin Fengming appeared on the stage, another group of people surnamed Xiao also started to challenge the monks on the second floor of another arena.
Standing on the competition stage, Qin Fengming looked calm. He first bowed to the Xiao Clan Chengdan monk who was presiding over the competition, and then said loudly:
"Wei Daoming of the Xiao clan on Honghu Island challenges Taoist fellow Fanyue Lake."
Seeing that the man from Honghu Island actually challenged him, and he was also a monk in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, the three Panyue Lake monks sitting cross-legged on one side of the competition platform looked at each other with doubts on their faces. None of them knew about Honghu Island. Why did he send a mid-term monk to the stage?
Since the opponent came to the stage to challenge, the three of them would not ignore it. After the two nodded, a monk in his fifties or sixties immediately stood up and floated into the center of the competition platform, four or five years away from Qin Fengming. Ten feet, standing opposite.
"I, Yan Bang, come and learn from fellow Taoist Wei how to do it."
Seeing that both sides were ready, the old man who presided over the competition waved his hand, and the competition began.
Qin Fengming stood at a distance and did not make any movement. Even the spiritual shield was not activated. Instead, he stared at the opponent with a calm expression, as if he was not a person participating in the competition.
Seeing the other party acting like this, the old man surnamed Yan was suddenly surprised. After offering up the spiritual shield, he actually held the spiritual weapon in his hand and asked with a puzzled look on his face:
"Fellow Daoist Wei, why don't you take action against me?"
"Hahaha, it's nothing. Fellow Taoist, just take action."
After hearing this, the old man surnamed Yan no longer hesitated and thought secretly, how could a monk in the middle stage of foundation building still be able to create such mysterious things?
With a wave of his hand, two top-level spiritual weapons flew out of his hands, transformed and struck towards Qin Fengming.
Seeing the opponent's spiritual weapon carrying gusts of wind and chopping from far to near, Qin Fengming, who was standing on the spot, did not show any signs of surprise. He still stared at the opponent with a calm face, without even the slightest intention of using the spiritual weapon to resist.
Qin Fengming's move made both the monk surnamed Yan standing opposite and the monk surnamed Chengdan who was presiding over the competition very puzzled: Could it be that the monk opposite wanted to use a human body to fight with two powerful spiritual weapons? Can't resist?
Even the many monks watching the battle were very surprised and did not understand why the middle-aged monk who had just entered the stage was acting like this.
Even the Xiao Qinghao brothers in the stands were very surprised by Qin Fengming's move.
But at this time, the old man surnamed Yan who was inside had a cold look in his eyes. The other party neither said a word of admitting defeat nor signaled to stop the competition. It would be very inconvenient if he took back the spiritual weapon at this time. So he felt a panic in his heart. , with a thought, the two spiritual weapons became even faster, slashing towards Qin Fengming's figure.
Although it was clearly stated in the competition long ago that no one would be killed as much as possible, but swords have no eyes and accidents are inevitable.
At this time, the old man surnamed Yan actually wanted to kill the opponent with one blow.
"Ah, Fellow Daoist Wei, hide quickly."
Just when two extremely powerful top-level spiritual weapons struck Qin Fengming's figure, the people watching the competition below started shouting in shock. Even the old man who was hosting the competition swayed and rushed towards where Qin Fengming was standing. Come flying.
But just when the old man Cheng Dan transformed into a giant hand and grabbed the two top spiritual weapons in the air, he saw a slight smile on Qin Fengming's face and rushed to the old man Cheng Dan and said urgently:
"Thank you for your help, senior. This attack will be fine."
As Qin Fengming spoke, the expression of the old man Cheng Dan froze, and his huge palm also condensed.
Just after a slight pause, two top-level spiritual weapons with astonishing power flashed and struck Qin Fengming's body one after another.
Amid everyone's exclamations, the two spiritual weapons flashed past and actually passed through the middle-aged monk's body.
But what shocked everyone was that although the two spiritual weapons hit the middle-aged monk, no blood showed at all, as if they were struck in the air.
Just when everyone was stunned, an afterimage flashed, and a figure reappeared a few feet away. It was undoubtedly a middle-aged foundation-building monk with no damage at all.
While everyone watching the battle let out a sigh of relief, they were greatly shocked by the movement techniques used by the middle-aged monk.
Being able to successfully dodge the chops of top spiritual weapons, the body technique used by this middle-aged monk is extremely fast.
In such a small fighting space, it is very inconvenient for a foundation-building monk to drive a spiritual weapon to attack. Every time he chops, he needs to be careful, otherwise he may touch the edge of the protective shield.
At this time, it is best to use the Biyun Confused Movement Technique. It is originally a small and delicate moving movement technique, but when used at this time, it can exert its great power.
Thinking back to when he was at Baicaomen in Quzhou, Qin Fengming used this movement technique to fight left and right among thousands of monks without causing any damage. Now facing a monk, he seemed to be even more at ease.
Seeing that the middle-aged foundation-building cultivator in the scene actually used a movement method that had no spiritual energy fluctuations to successfully dodge two top-level spiritual weapons, everyone watching immediately started making noises, and no one knew what the middle-aged man was using. Seed body method.
The old man surnamed Yan was shocked when he saw that the other party had avoided his attack so easily. At the same time, he secretly gritted his teeth. With a movement of his mind, the two spiritual weapons immediately circled and slashed towards Qin Fengming again.
At the same time, with the flick of the old man's fingers, fire snakes flew out of his hands, and their several-foot-long bodies swayed and surrounded Qin Fengming.
This old man actually planned to use this Fire Snake Technique to block and destroy the weird movement skills of the monks on the opposite side.
For Qin Fengming who had no protection, this fire snake was still an extremely powerful attack. As long as a fire snake hits his body, it will be burned immediately.
Faced with the outflanking of the old man surnamed Yan, Qin Fengming still did not panic at all. As his body moved, an afterimage flashed out of the scene. Around the old man surnamed Yan, it was erratic and kept flashing and wandering, making the old man temporarily confused. Intercept it.