In Wulingfeng Competition Square, Zhou Pinhong and Cheng Ling stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
There was a smile on the corner of the presiding elder's mouth, this is the right thing to do. He talks blindly about his cultivation experience and makes people sleepy. According to his point of view, there is no need to conduct this kind of discussion at all. After all, he has been practicing for thousands of years. Although he has a high status as a direct disciple, his understanding of Taoism is still far behind.
Let's quickly show the horses and horses, and have a real fight, and it will be clear who is better and worse. It's just that this kind of communication has been passed down by the sect for many years. Although I was not happy in my heart, I still listened to it, and sleepiness crawled to my forehead.
Now that I'm done, I can finally compete with my true abilities and open my eyes. What Cheng Ling said came to his ears clearly, and he actually agreed with it in his heart. Since he was an elder of Wuling Peak and also belonged to the multi-spiritual root system, he naturally hoped that he could win.
On the other side, the four peak masters were sitting in the stands. Seeing the two men planning to take action, they all became interested. However, they were not optimistic about Cheng Ling. After all, his cultivation levels were too different.
Shui Miao smoothed the hair hanging down beside her face, chuckled and said, "Cheng Ling is really interesting. He knows that he is no match, but he still wants to compete with Master Nephew Zhou. Isn't this humiliating himself?"
"Not necessarily!" Jin Muhuo objected: "You all heard just now that Master Nephew Zhou is willing to suppress his cultivation to the Nine-Star Yangxuan Realm. Putting aside the gap in realms, I believe that Cheng Ling is capable of fighting. Master Feng Peak , Lord Jinfeng, what do you think?"
Feng Qingyun smiled and said: "I'm optimistic about Cheng Ling! Everyone knows that thunder spells are famous for their attacks. Master Nephew Zhou is too trustworthy. If he is suppressed to the same level, I'm afraid he won't be able to do anything to Cheng Ling."
Jin Xin sneered and said: "Master Feng Peak must be in love with the world! Even if Master Nephew Zhou suppresses the realm, the total amount of immortal energy is still there, and the combat experience and skills are not comparable to Cheng Ling. Even if the aptitude is unparalleled, he can cross the Yin Sky Realm in one fell swoop Even those who have reached the peak of Yangxuan Realm are no match."
The four people had different opinions. Shui Miao and Jin Xin obviously planned to join a group to fight against the monks of the Duolinggen line. Jin Musuo smiled lightly and did not argue with them. He just looked at the situation on the field. Cheng Ling and Zhou Pinhong were already fighting together.
Zhou Pinhong's hands flew up and down, and strings of fireballs, fire blades, and fire walls were directed at Cheng Ling.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Ling did not use thunder spells. Instead, he transformed into dozens of afterimages that circled around Zhou Pinhong. The spells he threw out turned out to be fire spells.
All the direct disciples were startled. Could it be that Cheng Ling planned to use fire spells to directly confront Zhou Pinhong? Isn’t that a bit too arrogant? You must know that although monks can suppress their own monastic realm, as Jin Xin said, the total amount of immortal energy is still there, and the power and durability of the spells they cast are much stronger than Cheng Ling.
Among the direct disciples of Qifeng, Wu Xing Peak was naturally optimistic about Zhou Pinhong, hoping that he would take down Cheng Ling in one fell swoop and take the opportunity to give Wu Ling Peak a slap in the face. It is simply a dream for you to always feel that you have a sense of superiority and always want to suppress us.
Defeating Cheng Ling is a model!
Cheng Ling's supporters are Chu Tianheng and Feng Yuyang. It's strange to say that Chu Tianheng was originally jealous of Cheng Ling, but who made Jin Muxuan favor him?
But after what he said just now, Wulingfeng was very angry and decided that the other party was Duolingfeng.
The root attribute monk naturally hopes that he can win, and the hostility in his heart is much less.
The battle in the field was extremely fierce. Zhou Pinhong's spells were overwhelming, but almost the whole field was filled with the afterimage of Cheng Ling's speed. His true body was nowhere to be found. No matter how powerful the spell is, if it fails to hit the enemy, it will have a weak effect.
The direct disciples of Five Elements Peak were all worried and wished they could go on the stage to catch Cheng Ling tightly and withstand Zhou Pinhong's attack.
Feng Yuyang's eyes flickered. Cheng Ling's body movements were extremely fast, galloping and turning smoothly. He could always dodge the opponent's attacks in a matter of seconds, as if he was like a leaf, moving with the wind. Let him see He had to nod his head repeatedly, which was even worse than his own body skills.
Chu Tianheng's eyes flashed with surprise. He had perfect attributes of the Five Spiritual Roots, and of course he was also good at fire spells. Feng Yuyang focused on Cheng Ling's movement skills, while he stared closely at the opponent as he cast spells.
Cheng Ling's figure was seen flashing, and his fire spells directed at Zhou Pinhong were gentle, ethereal, yet very concise. Although the immortal power used is not very large, it seems to be able to absorb the fire element between heaven and earth during the flight. It flies far away from the beginning to the back, and there is a tendency of gradually increasing.
Of course, such a battle scene cannot be without defense. The presiding elder set up a formation ban when the two decided to fight. Although the two men's spells were violent, they were unable to overcome them and could not escape the control of the ban.
In this way, the spells they cast can better reflect their intuitive power. Zhou Pinhong's spell was very powerful at the beginning, and his body seemed to be a crater, with strong fire energy spreading out. As soon as it was fired, people felt that the fire energy was rushing in. But after flying for a certain distance, the power gradually dissipated, and it only caused a wave of ripples when it hit the ban.
Cheng Ling was different. He was very obedient when he took action, as if he didn't put any effort at all. The spell that is fired starts from the size of a fingernail and gradually increases in size after flying for a certain distance. The impact of hitting the formation seal is much stronger!
This kind of control over magic is not simple. You must know that the spells cast by monks are often very powerful in the early stages of release. As the flight distance increases, the power of the spells will gradually weaken, and finally disappear between heaven and earth.
This is basically common sense in magic practice. It is impossible for a fireball to be thrown out and exist forever. But Cheng Ling's release was completely different. When it left his hand, it was only as big as a fingernail. After it was thrown out, it gradually increased to the size of a fist, and then it flew a long distance before gradually dissipating.
"What kind of spell release method is this? His control over spells is so good? Casting spells in this way can not only greatly reduce the consumption of immortal energy, but also maximize the endurance of the battle."
The faces of the peak masters on the high platform also became cautious. They looked at each other and saw a hint of shock in each other's eyes. They had seen this kind of release method before on Yang Hongqiu. The power of the spell was very condensed and almost consumed no immortal energy.
Back then, the Holy Lord specially called them together to discuss this wonderful way of releasing spells. The relationship between Yang Hongqiu and the Holy Master was still harmonious, but his memory was missing and he couldn't explain the reason. He only gave a general description. It was so confusing that no one could fully grasp it.
Now I can see such a method again
The way the technique is released is really amazing.
"Cheng Ling has a very high level of understanding. He learned Junior Sister Yang's method of casting spells in just one year, which puts me to shame!" Feng Qingyun sighed and said guiltily.
The other three peak masters also turned red. It is a bit embarrassing that they, as peak masters, are not as good as a newly promoted direct disciple.
Shui Miao felt a little guilty at first, but after a while, she suddenly woke up and said coldly: "I don't think so! With our cultivation and understanding, can we not be as good as a direct disciple? I guess Senior Sister Yang had some reservations back then. Got it!"
She directly thought that Yang Hongqiu did not teach this method of releasing spells to everyone, but kept it secret. This would explain why Cheng Ling could do it, but the other peak masters couldn't understand it.
Feng Qingyun's face darkened and he said: "Junior Sister Shui, these words are a bit exaggerated. Junior Sister Yang can't be like this."
Jin Xin also reacted and said calmly: "I think Junior Sister Shui is right. With our understanding and qualifications, we are not as good as a direct disciple."
Jin Muxuan sneered in his heart, with your qualifications and understanding, can you compare with Cheng Ling? I don’t want to think about how long it took me to reach the Nine-Star Yangxuan Realm from the Mahayana stage, and how long it took Cheng Ling? However, he didn't want to make the relationship with Five Elements Peak too tense, so he pretended not to hear.
Feng Qingyun sneered and said: "It's really ridiculous. You dare not face up to your own problems, and you blame Junior Sister Yang. You can just say it."
Shui Miao said calmly: "Master Feng Peak doesn't have to think about speaking for Senior Sister Yang. Even if that kind of magic release method is very rare, it doesn't necessarily mean he is powerful. From what I see, Cheng Ling just relies on his quick movements and doesn't dare to In a head-to-head confrontation with Master Nephew Zhou, in the final outcome, Master Nephew Zhou is the stronger one!"
Feng Qingyun said coldly: "Then let's wait and see!"
After saying that, he ignored her. There is no point in talking too much about this kind of verbal dispute. I can only hope that Cheng Ling can win the final victory.
The two of them had been sleeping for half an hour, and Zhou Pinhong gradually felt irritable. This kid was so slippery that he couldn't hit with small-scale spell attacks. He even cast spells that could kill people in a large area, but there was still nothing he could do.
Seeing that his cultivation level is much higher than that of his opponent, but still struggling for so long without taking him down, isn't this a joke to the disciples of all peaks? No, we must force him to stop dodging!
Looking at the afterimages flying all over the field, he said angrily: "Cheng Ling, can you just hide? What we have now confirmed is that the kind of cultivation method is more practical, and it is not a test of body skills. Is it because you are afraid of blindly dodging? ?”
Cheng Ling was startled, he had no such idea. It's just that I'm used to figuring out the opponent's fighting style first, and then carrying out targeted strikes. If there was a swordsmanship competition, Zhou Pinhong would have been defeated long ago because he saw several flaws.
But because fire spells are just preliminary training after all, many subtleties are not yet grasped deeply enough. Zhou Pinhong's cultivation level is higher than him, and he has been immersed in magic for a much longer time. He is thinking about learning from it. Only then did he use his body skills to roam around the field and carefully observe the opponent's spells.
Who would have thought that the other party would think so, I was slightly angry in my heart, and said coldly: "Since you are in a hurry to lose, let me show you Cheng's fire spell!"
