boom!
Wen Chen fought with the ferocious beast again, violent light scattered in the air, and the sound of explosions filled the surrounding area.
Thunder and lightning filled the arena, and Zhao Lei moved left and right, dodging the aftermath of the attack.
The gorgeous pictures and the incomparable power dazzled the disciples in the audience.
Many sect elders, watching the competition, even though they had expectations in their hearts, were still shocked.
This kind of shock was different from that of Zhao Lei, but it made them feel a little sad.
Because when they see these young faces, they suddenly feel as if they are old.
This future belongs to them.
Wen Chen and Zhuge Qing are both extremely talented people, and they have great potential to grow into truly top monks in the land of Zhao in the future.
The battle between Wen Chen and Zhuge Qing is truly evenly matched, unlike Zhao Lei's one-sided crushing, so it is more interesting.
The exchange between the two sides was very fierce.
Wen Chen looked at the fierce bird with black flames all over its body in front of him, and his heart became more and more excited.
Wen Chen knows this ferocious beast, and almost everyone who likes to read some gossip about cultivating immortals knows him.
This ferocious bird with surging demonic flames is exactly that famous ancient ferocious beast, Bifang!
This puppet was made according to its appearance, and it also possesses a trace of power, but even this trace of power is enough to be comparable to the monks who practice Qi Dzogchen.
Wen Chen guessed that there must be some kind of connection with Bifang in this puppet, otherwise it would not have such power.
This kind of coercion that fills the bloodline makes people unable to resist at all.
But that's why Wen Chen is so excited, and thunder is strong and yang, so he is just as honest and moves forward.
"Thunderbird!"
Wen Chen put his hands together, and the huge thunder and lightning palms merged with each other and turned into a ball, and then a huge fierce bird appeared in the air and headed straight towards Bifang.
"Boom!"
Thunder is rolling and flames are roaring.
The entire sky was enveloped in purple, white, and black light.
The scattered arcs and the flames that permeated everywhere were still beating and burning.
The huge thunderbird was scattered by the impact of Bi Fang.
Even so, Bifang was not unscathed. His black crystal body was broken everywhere.
From the severely injured area, through the hole, you can see the flashes of light inside from time to time, as well as the various parts that make groaning sounds inside.
Even though Bi Fang was not defeated, it was still deeply damaged, and it would cost a fortune to repair it.
If the fight between Wen Chen and Zhuge Qing was seen by a mortal, he would really think that he had met a god.
After all, with this method, they can no longer imagine other possibilities besides gods.
At this time, Wen Chen saw that he could not achieve a single blow, but he also achieved some results.
Without wasting any time, he directly clasped his hands together, pointed directly at the sky, and then shouted:
"The Wrath of Thunder!"
A huge dark cloud gathered in the sky, just covering the platform.
In the dark clouds, huge lightning flashed from time to time, and inside the black clouds, there were white electric snakes.
Wen Chen is obviously holding back a big wink()()
Zhuge Qing is not a fool, nor is he an indecisive person. Seeing Wen Chen acting like this, he will naturally not let Wen Chen get his way.
I saw Zhuge Qing take back Bi Fang first, then pass his hands across his waist, and then there were four more balls in his hands, and then he threw the four balls into the air.
Then a wolf, a tiger, a sheep and a dog appeared in the sky. They were not ordinary forest beasts.
The puppet demon beasts were all filled with demon flames, and then they appeared, roaring towards Kuang, releasing their demon power.
These four puppets did not rush towards Wen Chen directly, but stood in front of Zhuge Qing. Then they saw their big mouths open, and a wave of waves filled the air.
Then the demon wolf took the lead, and a ball of light appeared in his mouth, and then burst out.
The attacks of the remaining three puppets also followed closely, including wind, fireballs and stone thorns, each of which was powerful.
Wen Chen, who was standing on the spot at this time, looked at the rapid attack and just pointed one finger with his right index finger, and then swung downwards.
A curtain of rain, composed of thunder and lightning, poured down instantly and enveloped Wen Chen.
The four attacks hit the thunder curtain, causing electric snakes to fly, but they really had little effect.
This thunderous wrath can be regarded as one of Wen Chen's methods to suppress the situation.
Even if he casts it, the burden is very heavy. Generally, he can only cast it once before running out of mana.
Then the body will be attacked by the lightning and backfired, and it will not be able to recover for more than ten and a half months.
At this time, Wen Chen had completely let himself go. The thunder and lightning not only encompassed Zhuge Qing, but even Zhao Lei would experience a thunderstorm from time to time.
Wen Chen no longer distinguishes between friend and foe, and has forgotten the promise he made with Zhao Lei.
He released the thunderstorm freely and wantonly.
All of this also caused Wen Chen's mana to be consumed rapidly. At this moment, in the middle of this, he naturally did not want to give up.
Wen Chen took out the elixir from his storage bag, poured out a few pills, and threw them into his mouth, and then the mana in his body began to fill up again.
Wen Chen was once again filled with mana, and the effect was very obvious. The diffuse thunder and lightning, as well as the scorched marks on the black platform, could all reflect this from the side.
Crack! Crack!
The platform was a little unbearable, and the edges began to fall, with falling gravel and dust.
This platform is also a kind of magic weapon. Although it is not of high grade, it is still refined. Its only feature is that it is strong. In the past, sect competitions were also held on it.
It has been more than two hundred years since it was successfully refined. During this period, dozens of sect competitions have been held, but such cases are rare.
Even if Wen Chen is placed in the Lingyu Sect, he is still among the top group in the history of nearly a thousand years. If it were not for Zhao Lei, he would be the well-deserved number one person in the Lingyu Sect now.
Even Hu Wan's head-on fight was no match for Wen Chen.
Moreover, Hu Wan's ambition does not lie in this, otherwise she would not have inherited her master's mantle early and become the master of the Hall of Fantasy.
Then she focused on joining the development of Huantang, so Hu Wan also slowed down her own cultivation.
Unlike Wen Chen, everything in him is devoted to cultivation. He only has cultivation in his heart and only his own Tao.
Whether in terms of strength or behavior, Wen Chen is the heir apparent to the top seed.
