Island in the lake.
When Chen Mobai arrived, the people on the stage who were discussing and communicating consciously began to speed up the progress, wanting to end their game as soon as possible and give up the stage.
Every subsequent match will be a duel at the pinnacle level of the Immortal Sect's foundation-building realm.
If they can learn a thing or two from these discussions, there will undoubtedly be a huge improvement.
"President, Lu Qiulong's opponents in the past three days have been average, and they have never even used the spirit-controlling fusion technique."
On the platform of Wuqi Taoist Temple, Zhuang Jialan said with a look of shame.
During this period, Sun Daoji even took the initiative to invite Lu Qiulong to fight in order to spy on intelligence, but was rejected by the latter.
In order to leave his peak state to Chen Mobai, Lu Qiulong no longer cares about the small face.
"Then I'll let him use it today, and you can take good pictures."
Chen Mobai said with a smile, leaving Zhuang Jialan not knowing what to say.
Isn’t the purpose of filming this so that you can have more information about your opponent?
Now Kunpeng Butian and several top-ranked academies have clearly united together, just to target Chen Mobai. Starting from Taoist Master Ling, they have already shown no regard for face.
Today, Lu Qiulong only selected three ordinary foundation-building monks in the past three days to stretch his muscles.
But now, not only has he shaved off his stubble, but he has even changed into a white tight vest, black trousers and cloth shoes, revealing his muscular shoulders and arms, and he stands at the forefront of the platform of Zhenling Academy. , like a furnace of flesh and blood.
Just standing there gives people the impact of a strong, strong, macho man.
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time."
Lu Qiulong opened his mouth and said to Chen Mobai. A colorful tiger slowly climbed up under his feet. It stood up to a huge beast nearly two meters tall. It exuded a ferocity that made the other foundation-building monks of the True Spirit Academy on the platform tremble. Qi.
"A long time? Wasn't it just two days?"
After hearing this, Chen Mobai showed doubts on his face. He had only invited Lu Qiulong to fight two days ago.
"Xiao Chitian's defeat was my second defeat since graduation. In the first game, my opponent was Lan Haitian. I lost heartily."
"The implication is that you are not convinced by losing to me."
Chen Mobai tilted his head slightly, expressing that he didn't understand what Lu Qiulong said.
"Yes, very, very, very unconvinced!"
Lu Qiulong used three adjectives to emphasize his state of mind.
"I see. You said you waited for a long time. You started counting after you lost to me in Xiao Chi Tian. You are really a cautious man."
Chen Mobai curled his lips, and Lu Qiulong's eyes twitched when he heard this, feeling that from now on, the word "small-minded" might be with him for a long time.
"No more nonsense, let's get over with it!"
Lu Qiulong, who felt that Chen Mobai was no match for his words, immediately interrupted the verbal attack that the two had started.
His powerful feet kicked off the platform, and the supporting branches bent in an arc at this time. Then the whole person bounced up like a cannonball, turning two somersaults in mid-air, and then heavily fell onto the lake.
There was a loud bang!
The entire lake surface was lifted up from the triangular arena where Lu Qiulong fell, revealing thick tree roots like horned dragons at the bottom of the lake.
A tall and colorful shadow also fell from the sky, standing beside Lu Qiulong with a lazy expression.
"Your level is still a little low, and you can't even lift a heavy task."
Chen Mobai slowly flew down and stopped in mid-air, waiting for the lake water stirred up by Lu Qiulong to fall back, but he did not forget to comment.
"It's not that I can't do it, it's just that I want to devote all my energy and energy to you, so I don't want to waste any of my consciousness."
After saying this, Lu Qiulong raised his right fist towards Chen Mobai.
Suddenly!
His whole body suddenly disappeared in place, and the tree root he was standing on had been bounced away at some point, as if it had suffered some huge force.
Chen Mobai felt that his vision was blurred, and Lu Qiulong's whole body and his huge fists had filled his entire field of vision.
Amidst the sound of "Peng", a wisp of light red haze exploded between Chen Mobai's eyebrows.
This was a fist fight between the cloud shield transformed by Chixia Yunyanluo and Lu Qiulong's fist. Although he blocked the punch with Rou Kegang, because this magical weapon was only a second-level low-grade weapon, facing a power that exceeded the limit, There are always times when you can't hold on.
Lu Qiulong's second punch followed, Chen Mobai's eyes lit up, and an invisible and formless thought knife came first and then struck at the opponent's Zifu Consciousness Sea.
But this method had already been exposed when dealing with Master Ling, so Lu Qiulong had already been prepared.
Roar!
A tiger roar was like thunder, and the two swords of thought that had just burst out from Chen Mobai's eyes were shattered by the terrifying sound waves before they penetrated Lu Qiulong's Purple Mansion Consciousness Sea.
Chen Mobai frowned slightly and looked at the Tai Jue Fierce Tiger standing not far away, wagging its tail. The five fingers of his palm flashed with cyan lightning, condensed into a thunder ball, and faced off against Lu Qiulong, who was punching again.
But at this moment, a huge tiger palm with a strange platinum air appeared out of thin air on Lu Qiulong's chest, helping him block Chen Mobai's Yimu Divine Thunder.
[This big cat is so fast! 】
Chen Mobai was slightly surprised when he saw this scene. The afterimage of the Taijue Tiger still remained in his sight, but its true form had already rushed between the two of them, helping Lu Qiulong block the Yimu Divine Thunder.
He even swung his tail, as if a whip was lashing at Chen Mobai, but was knocked back by a sword light.
At the same time, the dazzling green light came into contact with the platinum airflow, and a burst of dazzling brilliance erupted, but it seemed to be restrained, the power became weaker and weaker, and was gradually pushed back by the tiger's palm.
Amidst the roar, Lu Qiulong's fist struck down again.
Although it was two against one, Chen Mobai was very calm. His eyes flickered, and he captured the opponent's movements with his spiritual eyes. His consciousness controlled the dispersed clouds of red clouds to form a shield again, and blocked another one. fist.
But on the scene, he was at a disadvantage.
This scene made hundreds of foundation-building cultivators look excited.
Sure enough, as long as he can guard against his third-level thunder method, the chief strength of the Dance Instrument Taoist Academy is just an ordinary genius, and there is no way he can crush the top warriors in the same realm.
Lu Qiulong increased his speed to the extreme, as if three or four people were surrounding Chen Mobai, punching and kicking him.
If Chixia Yunyanluo hadn't been sacrificed to the point where he could change his shape at will, I'm afraid Chen Mobai would have failed.
"President!"
On the platform of Wuqi Taoist Temple, Zhuang Jialan looked worried when he saw this scene. Although he knew that Chen Mobai still had a useless sword, if it was exposed here, it would be more difficult to defeat the opponents behind him. .
"Don't worry, the situation is all under his control."
Bian Jingchun said, Sun Daoji and Chi Shicheng were also the old gods, and the three of them on the ninth floor of the foundation could clearly see that although Lu Qiulong's attack was fierce, every punch and kick left three points of force behind.
Not to mention Chen Mobai, he was just testing his opponent's attack power, and he put most of his energy on that Tai Jue ferocious tiger.
Occasionally, the sword light burst out randomly, mixed with flashes of bright cyan lightning, showing his ease.
"My patience is limited. If you only have this level of patience, you may still fail unwillingly today."
After twenty moves, Chen Mobai suddenly spoke.
Then he opened his mouth and spit out a wisp of Qingyang Fire.
He did not use the sword evil spirit, but only used the refined "Qingyang Fire" to condense the sword light. It was like a Qingying line of fire spitting out from the corner of his mouth, breaking through the defense of the platinum air flow in an instant. A burnt black sword mark with bone visible was cut out from his intertwined arms.
Roar!
A tall black shadow rushed towards Chen Mobai with a fishy wind and a violent aura. He was a spiritual beast at the peak of the second level, and he was born with a powerful bloodline that could control the dual attributes of gold and wind. His spiritual power and blood energy were more powerful than any other foundation building present. All nine floors are majestic.
Chen Mobai's expression did not change when he faced the Tai Jue Fierce Tiger that rushed towards him.
After spitting out the Qingyang Fire, he raised his right hand and touched the flying bird hairpin inserted in his high ponytail bun.
Seeing that the earth-shattering sword was about to strike, Taijue Fierce Tiger actually stopped its forward momentum, and with a very human look of fear on its tiger face, it retreated to Lu Qiulong's side.
"The color of your sword light has changed?"
Lu Qiulong glanced at the scars on his arms that were cut by the Qingyang Fire Sword Light. His spiritual power and blood surged, and wisps of Qingyang's flames were forced out.
"I've improved a little bit in the way of swordsmanship."
Chen Mobai told the truth, but Lu Qiulong only thought that the sword light was more powerful.
"You're right, testing is just a waste of time for us."
While speaking, Lu Qiulong's injuries on both arms had mostly healed. Chen Mobai was floating in the air with his hands behind his back, as if waiting for his opponent to recover.
[Do you want your opponent to be defeated in the strongest and most confident state? It is indeed him. 】
The foundation-building cultivators who saw this scene had this idea in their minds, and were even more impressed by the madness of the chief of the Dance Instrument Taoist Academy.
"Since my realm is not as good as this old friend, after the Yuling merges, my body will be filled with its demonic energy, and my consciousness will also be affected. The only way is to vent its power to a level lower than my own spiritual power. Only then can we stop.”
Lu Qiulong said, at the same time, the Taijue ferocious tiger shook his head slightly and nuzzled him, as if to persuade him not to use this move.
"Old man, please let me do whatever you want one more time."
Lu Qiulong reached out and touched the black pattern on the forehead of the Taijue Fierce Tiger. The spiritual beast shook its head again. It had already felt Chen Mobai's terrifying sword light during the fight just now, and it was the fire that was the most restrained. Attributes.
The odds of winning this battle are not high.
"Don't let me be the one who breaks your promise."
After Lu Qiulong said these words, his face turned pale in an instant, but then turned red violently, his whole body became larger again, and veins popped out all over his body.
Seeing this scene, Tai Jue Fierce Tiger looked up to the sky and roared. After using this move, there was no turning back.
With the roar that shook the earth, Chen Mobai saw the Tai Jue Fierce Tiger turn into a large puff of platinum air, mixed with black and red blood, and adsorbed to Lu Qiulong's body surface.
At the same time, the last remaining Qingyang Fire in Lu Qiulong's arms was completely eliminated, and the wounds healed. Only the blackened sword marks could still be seen.
And his aura also rose again and again, breaking through to the eighth and ninth levels of foundation building in an instant, and finally reached perfection, and was even still rising, reaching the true ceiling of the foundation building realm.
The platinum air flow dispersed, and a brand new Lu Qiulong appeared in front of Chen Mobai.
I saw that his whole body had swelled up a lot, a trace of hair grew on his skin, and a row of sharp tiger teeth flashed with cold light, like a tiger walking upright.
"Yes, this power makes me tremble."
Chen Mobai saw that Lu Qiulong's spiritual power in this state was almost comparable to that of the Pure Yang Juan Foundation Establishment. This was already the peak of power that could be achieved in the Foundation Establishment realm.
This sense of oppression was something he had never felt in the foundation-building realm.
“Are you ready to fail?”
Lu Qiulong said this in a dull voice, and then he rushed to Chen Mobai's eyes almost at teleportation speed and punched out hard.
Bang bang bang!
Chen Mobai's body seemed to have been hit by a high-speed tanker. He was knocked down from the air to the lake, and several huge splashes were made like floating water.
Amidst the sonic boom, Lu Qiulong teleported to Chen Mobai again. His huge palm with sharp claws pressed on Chen Mobai's forehead, and he was about to push Chen Mobai to the bottom of the lake.
A "chi" sound!
A wisp of cyan sword light lit up like a line in Lu Qiulong's palm. Along with the bright red blood, half of Lu Qiulong's palm that was pressing on Chen Mobai's face was cut open.
Chen Mobai tilted his head slightly and had already freed half of Lu Qiulong's hand.
But under the severe pain, Lu Qiulong seemed to be completely inspired by his animal nature. He clenched his other intact palm and turned it into a fist with enough terrifying force to lift the entire island in the lake, and smashed Chen hard. Mo Bai's chest.
Facing such an offensive, Chen Mobai's eyes flashed, his expression was calm, he opened the five fingers of his right hand, and the five colors and five elements of sword light intertwined to form a shower of swords, stabbing Lu Qiulong's body everywhere.
However, a wave of platinum air covered Lu Qiulong's whole body like armor of blood and energy.
Just when Lu Qiulong thought that his defense could easily block the Five Elements Sword Light Rain just like he had blocked the third-level lightning spell before, traces of pain like needle pricks spread throughout his body.
"Unfortunately, this is not your own power."
Chen Mobai said calmly. With the Dongxu Spiritual Eyes open, he could at least see a dozen physical overload points that appeared on Lu Qiulong due to the incoordination between his spiritual power, demonic energy, and spiritual consciousness. .
It is spread throughout the five internal organs and twelve meridians.
His Five Elements Sword Guangyu was aimed at these places, and it always stabbed at the restrained internal organs.
With a bang, the platinum air current covering Lu Qiulong's body completely dissipated just like the haze cloud exploded by his fist before.
"In this case, at least both sides will suffer losses!"
Seeing that he was completely naked and had no defense, Lu Qiulong had no other thoughts of escape. He took a deep breath to suppress the severe pain in his internal organs due to the disorder of the five elements, and poured all the power he could still mobilize into his body. in his right fist.
The already thick arms swelled again at this time, meridians like earthworms bulged out, and there was even a trace of blood mist overflowing from the pores, which showed the power of Lu Qiulong's punch.
Even the air was blasted with auras of energy.
However, there was another "chi" sound!
Chen Mobai held the flying bird hairpin that he had taken off at some point in his left hand, and gently stroked it in front of him.
The light of Qingyang Fire Sword flashes like a thread.
Lu Qiulong's fist had also been cut off at the wrist.
Chen Mobai originally thought it would be an exciting showdown between real men, but it was a pity that Lu Qiulong, who had such a great reputation, although he had the strongest power after the Yuling Fusion,...
"It's all flaws!"
