The two sides fighting on the Qinxue stage created their own martial arts, which really surprised Song Pingzi.
In the past, this would have been considered an elite, and it must have been at the top of the Blue Star Continent’s genius rankings. In the past, only high-level people in Blue Star Continent could do things based on their accumulated experience. In Xiuzhentang Academy, But it has become a common occurrence.
Relying on the most primitive instinct to try to restore the ancient times, this kind of attempt will definitely not be completed overnight. It is no wonder that Song Pingcun and Song Er did not pay much attention to the academy, and even let themselves enter the Xiuzhentang Academy. Song Pingzi was thinking, but at the same time He looked at the two sides who were still fighting on the Qinxue stage.
The green and black shadows are actually the cyan afterimage of a person holding a spear and dancing, and the black afterimage of a person wielding a long iron shuo.
Both weapons are not spiritual weapons, they are just made of fine steel, but they dance extremely fast, which is completely inconsistent with most practitioners who only rely on spiritual energy skills to fight.
From time to time, there was a crisp sound of "Bang! Bang!" following the collision, and the violent fluctuations of spiritual energy produced by the collision of weapons proved that the two did not use weapons to fight each other.
"Elder Feng, they don't seem to rely on the power of spiritual energy, but they emit the power of spiritual weapons. Does this prove that the role of low-level spiritual weapons is dispensable?" Song Pingzi did not look back, and whispered to the person beside him. Fengwulian.
"You can think so. Before my master gave me the first weapon refining technique, I thought so too. I thought that low-level spiritual weapons were just to fool ordinary people who had not practiced, and they were also the result of low-level disciples' practice. However, These two guys obviously don't take the weapons in their hands seriously. After this round of fighting, the spear and Tieshuo will not be used in the next round." Feng Wulian was not surprised at all. There are many similar students every year, so where is the innovation? It's that easy!
After hearing Feng Wulian's words, Song Pingzi suddenly realized, "The value of a spiritual weapon used in combat lies in its repeated use and enhanced attack. Is there any more?"
"Spiritual weapons are not as simple as you think. However, remember that spiritual weapons are always auxiliary, and the higher the level, the better. If the user cannot suppress it, it will be overdrawn. Only a piece of spiritual energy that suits you can The most important thing is that my master has two, but he basically doesn’t use the black whip at ordinary times. He mostly uses the fire-stagnation sword, and the battle is to refine the weapons. I can’t do this yet." Feng Wu asked Song Pingzi together. Tao, he answered smoothly.
Song Pingzi hasn't really made weapons by himself, so he doesn't fully understand what Feng Wulian said. However, the weapons in the hands of the two people fighting on the field at the moment are indeed beginning to crack as Feng Wulian said.
When the wielder of the spear passed by the opponent, he raised the tip of the spear and then suddenly lowered it. It slid towards the middle of Tieshuo, turning into a thorn and turning into pressure. A silver light flashed where it touched, and Tieshuo was broken off. The spear tips splattered into powder at the same time, and it seemed that both of their weapons were broken. However, one was broken less than a foot from the tip of the spear, while the other was broken in the middle.
Even though it was mainly spiritual power and supplemented by weapons, this time, the Tieshuo wielder had to throw away half of the Tieshuo and deal with it with both hands. It seems that they are evenly matched, but the length of the opponent's spiritual energy extends further than his. As he retreats and advances, the gap widens instantly.
The student who had thrown away Tieshuo opened his hands and opened the space in his chest. In an instant, his spiritual power formed a wall of energy. He pushed forward. The spear that was originally long enough was now a long stick and a stick flower, blocking the wall of spiritual energy. , but the stick turned into pieces flying everywhere in the collision.
After a successful blow, Tieshuo stepped forward and pushed forward with his palms again. A strong wind hit the Adam's apple of the spear. If this blow was successful, the opponent's head would be seriously injured or even killed.
The change occurred at this moment. The figure who originally seemed to be at a disadvantage suddenly became shorter by a foot. His fists hit the opponent's abdomen. Tie Shuo was unable to react in time and he withdrew the blow by 30 feet. It's exactly in the middle of the platform. He was holding his stomach, his face full of pain.
"It's over." Song Pingzi had already made a judgment in his mind. His internal organs were ruptured and it was almost impossible to recover, unless someone with a high level was willing to nurse him back for several years. Or maybe it's a panacea, but that's not something a foundation-building realm can possess.
However, what he didn't expect was that Tieshuo immediately threw a pill into his mouth, and his pale face turned red instantly. When the spear-wielder stepped forward again, he let out a loud mouth as thick as a lion's. The sound came out of his mouth, causing the other party to cover his ears and fall down. Zhi Tieshuo's volley kick did not kick the opponent off the platform, but kicked him into the air. It fell ten feet above the ground, causing Tieshuo to wave his palm again in the air. The wind spirit force penetrated the opponent's abdomen with a tearing roar, and flew off the platform through the isolation formation. The landing point was just in front of Song Pingzi. Not far.
Song Pingzi's spiritual energy turned and he took over the fallen "body", which was no longer breathless.
There was a soft sound in Song Pingzi's throat. Although he had heard it before, this was the first time he saw it on the Qinxue stage. The body in his arms began to grow cold, but Ping Shence's reminder came from the spirit seed, "Run the Jishan Heart Sutra."
Instinctively, Song Pingzi instantly activated the Jishan Heart Sutra. The spiritual power in the "body" in his hands dissipated and the spiritual energy in the sea of qi overflowed. These were easily felt, but another element that was not spiritual power came from at this moment. Head overflow.
"Soul Power" Song Pingzi never expected that a student in the foundation-building realm would actually have soul power. This is not the power of the divine soul. It is very scattered and cannot even be gathered together to form. It is just a loose soul element.
Feng Wulian's eyes flashed next to him, and an invisible and colorless shield rose up next to Song Pingzi. In front of everyone's unnoticed eyes, just a breath was like a moment when Song Pingzi was in a daze. The shield dissipated, and Song Pingzi also completed absorbing the scattered souls.
However, all these shadow stones are not projected outside the academy square, and the range of the shadow stones is only limited to the battle platform.
A teacher came over and took the body from Song Pingzi's hand.
Feng Wuliancai said softly: "I didn't expect you to do it too."
Although Feng Wulian didn't say what he knew, it was clear from the shield just now that Feng Wulian not only knew Song Pingzi's operation, but also responded very promptly to help him cover it up.
But Song Er's words rang in Song Pingzi's ears: No matter who it is...
Song Pingzi's eyes suddenly became sharp. Although he believed that he would definitely lose the battle, he knew that there must be a reason for Song Er's reminder.
"He doesn't count," Counselor Shi Hai Zhongping could certainly sense Song Pingzi's emotional changes and immediately stopped him.
Song Pingzi exhaled in one breath, "Elder Feng, please keep it secret and don't spread it to others."
Feng Wulian smiled and didn't say a word, but his eyes were already looking towards the platform.
Song Pingcun temporarily let go of his nervousness and turned his gaze back to the platform.
"If I remember correctly, of the two students just now, the one who wielded Tieshuo belonged to the Huyan family in the western continent, and the one who wielded the spear belonged to the Liu family in the eastern continent." Feng Wulian's words came to his ears.
Song Pingzi was stunned, what does this have to do with it?
"There is a lot of barren land in the Western Continent, and the living environment is relatively harsh. The spiritual energy is the least among several continents, so there are more ways to save life since childhood. In this regard, the Shennong Sect often goes to collect some folk information from the Western Continent. Prescription: The eastern continent has the most spiritual energy among all the continents, so it likes to have more tricks in the battle. The weather in the northern continent is cold, and practitioners are good at fighting in extreme environments. The southern continent's spiritual stone vein areas are relatively scattered, and the quantity is small but It’s widely distributed, so it’s pretty average in comparison.”
It wasn't until Feng Wu Lian finished speaking that Song Pingzi understood what Feng Wu Lian meant. Taking this opportunity, he told Song Pingzi all about the conditions of cultivators on the four continents in just one paragraph.
He is not troublesome, but because Song Pingzi was practicing the Jishan Heart Sutra, he knew that the person in front of him must have a very close relationship with the master. So far, even the master's two children and his junior brothers and sisters have not practiced the Jishan Heart Sutra. In addition to Master and his clone Song Er, Song Pingzi is the third person.
Judging from Song Pingzi's performance just now and what he did when he came to Xiuzhen Hall, his first reaction was to hide the fact that he knew Jishan Heart Sutra. After all, 80% of the instructors at the Qinxue Platform had witnessed it. Jishan Heart Sutra, whether he did it instinctively or unintentionally, since Song Pingzi usually doesn't reveal anything at all, he will let this secret continue.
Song Pingzi nodded and thanked: "Thank you, Elder Feng, for your advice."
Feng Wulian returned to silence again, his eyes never leaving the battle platform. The student from the Huyan family has already stepped down, but he is crossing his legs to adjust his breathing. It seems that even if there is a life-saving elixir, he will not be able to fight again for a while, and he probably will not be able to get on stage in the second round.
