"Senior Brother Zhao really does what he says, I admire him!"
Tong Mu raised his thumb and praised.
"Of course! If martial arts are allowed, Senior Brother Zhao can win three championships by himself."
Zhu Cong puffed up his chest and said loudly, looking proud.
In the three competitions, Tong Mu won one and Zhao Lin won two. This small group of four attracted much attention for a while.
Afterwards, the small battle of wits officially began.
The total number of disciples participating in the fight was nearly a hundred. It was too time-consuming to compete one by one, so two fields with a length of 50 feet and a width of 50 feet were set aside for the competition.
Originally, the fighting venue for Qi Refining Realm monks is usually a hundred feet away, but since most disciples are in the early stage of Qi Refining, the attack range is only twenty or thirty feet, so a fifty-foot square field is enough.
The second-year disciples and the third-year disciples each occupied a field, and the top four were determined respectively. The two sides competed to determine the final winner.
The two elders served as referees. Since magic weapons were not allowed to be used in the competition and the danger was not great, they did not set up a special formation. They only told the disciples to pay attention to the severity when taking action.
There is no need to draw lots in the competition, and the disciples will be ranked according to their realm.
Then compete in pairs from beginning to end, such as the first place versus the last place, the second place versus the second to last place, and so on.
"Now that I've said the rules, do you have any questions?"
Elder Wu looked around at the disciples and said.
"Elder, Junior Brother Zhao Lin is a martial artist. You can't use martial arts when fighting, right?"
Gong Huaipeng raised his hand and asked a question.
He believed that he had the strength to compete for the championship in this competition, but he also knew that if Zhao Lin used martial arts, he would definitely not be his opponent, so he asked specifically.
"Of course, you can only use magic. I've already told him."
Elder Wu understood his disciple's worries and replied with a smile.
"Junior Brother Zhao's body technique is faster than his divine movement technique, does it count as martial arts?"
Gong Huaipeng then asked.
Zhao Lin raised his eyebrows, thinking that he was really good at asking questions. Was he trying to limit his speed?
Elder Wu pondered for a moment and said slowly: "Zhao Lin's body skills are indeed a great advantage, but it would be unfair to limit him completely."
He glanced at Zhao Lin and said, "Let's do this. Movement skills can only be used for defense and dodge, but not for offense and pursuit. Zhao Lin, do you agree?"
"agree."
Zhao Lin agreed happily.
"The elder is wise."
Gong Huaipeng also said quickly.
"Okay, let's get started."
Elder Wu waved his hand and said, "Let's all show off our talents and compete on the field!"
Hearing this, Lin Chaoran and the 45th ranked disciple walked towards the field.
The other disciples gathered around the venue to watch.
There was no suspense in this competition, so Zhao Lin turned his attention to another venue.
The third-year disciple there is named Sun Yanqing. He is currently the only fifth-level Qi-refining disciple in Lingdao Academy.
"Senior Brother Sun."
"Junior Brother Yang."
The two of them bowed their hands.
"The competition begins!"
Following Elder Nie's order, the two began to cast spells at the same time.
Sun Yanqing used a flying stone technique, and dozens of fist-sized stone bullets roared out.
The disciple surnamed Yang obviously knew the gap between himself and Sun Yanqing, and did not want to attack at all, so he used the wooden defensive magic: Fence Technique!
The wood element's spiritual energy turned into dozens of tough black bamboos, which intertwined with each other to form a bamboo fence in front of him.
Zhao Lin had seen Sheng Jinlong use this spell before, and the defense was extremely strong. However, the disciple named Yang only had the second level of Qi refining, so the effect was naturally very different.
Bang bang bang...
After a violent impact, the bamboo fence turned into a pile of debris.
"Golden Thorn Technique!"
Sun Yanqing pinched the magic formula with his hand, and the golden aura condensed into a slender dagger. With a flash of cold light, it stopped less than half a foot in front of the disciple named Yang.
"Senior Brother Sun is brilliant, I lost."
The disciple named Yang said dejectedly.
The second person to appear was Dou Wu.
After practicing this spell, you can use heavy magic weapons,
This person practiced the Earth Spirit Hammer Technique, also known as the Stone Hammer Technique, which Zhao Lin had already seen during the previous archery competition.
The advantage of this spell is that it is powerful and destructive, but the disadvantage is that it lacks flexibility.
Sure enough, as soon as the competition started, Dou Wu directly released the stone hammer and launched a fierce attack, blasting away the opponent's defense in two or three blows.
"Dou Wusheng!"
Elder Nie announced.
The whole process takes less than two breaths.
Zhao Lin narrowed his eyes, thinking that in a fight with such an opponent, he must seize the opportunity from the beginning, otherwise once he is on the defensive, it will be difficult to stand up.
"Senior Brother Zhao, it's your turn."
While he was thinking, Zhu Cong's reminder sounded in his ears.
Zhao Lin broke through thirty spiritual apertures and ranked fourth among the second-year disciples. It was his turn to play soon.
"Senior Brother Zhao, be gentle."
The disciple who fought against Zhao Lin was named Tong Wei, he said half-jokingly.
"Junior Brother Tong should be merciful."
Zhao Lin also made a joke.
"The competition... begins!"
As soon as Elder Wu finished speaking, Zhao Lin raised his arm and released an ice blade technique.
When monks fight, the faster one gets the upper hand.
Tong Wei knew that he couldn't attack, so he put his fingertips a little in front of him, and in an instant, a line of yellow smoke rose up and turned into a thick rock wall.
Rock armor!
Zhao Lin smiled slightly, and the ice knife flew to Tong Wei's head, hanging in the air, but did not launch an attack.
The rock armor technique has excellent defense. Even if you only have a proficient level, if you want to break through the defense, you have to attack it with an ice knife at least four to five times.
There are several more competitions ahead, so you shouldn’t consume too much spiritual power in the early stages.
Elder Wu couldn't help but secretly nod. Being able to win at the smallest cost was enough to show that Zhao Lin's understanding of magic was far better than most disciples.
There are two types of attack spells: one is like Spirit Sword Technique, Spirit Sword Technique, which can be driven like a weapon and can be maintained as long as spiritual power is continuously injected into it.
One type is like flying stone spells and flaming arrows. Once released, there is no return, and they are instantaneous spells.
Maintaining the Spiritual Sword Technique only requires a little spiritual power, but it is different with full-body defense spells like Rock Armor Technique.
Tong Wei originally wanted to lure Zhao Lin to attack, but he persisted for a while, but when he saw this, he felt in a dilemma.
The Rock Armor Technique was neither withdrawn nor retained. I gritted my teeth and persisted for a while, and finally threw up my hands and admitted defeat.
In this way, Zhao Lin won the first game without any blood.
In the early stage of Qi refining, monks don't have many fighting methods. Basically, whoever gets the upper hand will win, so the competition goes very quickly.
Zhao Lin's junior-level ice blade skills were almost invincible, and he did not encounter any resistance in the second and third rounds. He only had a little trouble in the fourth round.
In less than an hour, the competition between the sophomores and juniors was all over, and the top four were determined.
The two parties met and came to a field.
As the fourth-ranked sophomore disciple, Zhao Lin was the first to appear.
Played against Sun Yanqing, who ranked first among juniors.
"Senior Brother Sun."
"Junior Brother Zhao."
The two walked into the venue, saluted each other, and then started taking action after Elder Nie ordered.
"Flying Stone Technique!"
Sun Yanqing was obviously well prepared and used his best spell as soon as he came up.
Although he also practiced spiritual sword skills, after seeing Zhao Lin's shooting skills, he felt that he was no match for him and simply avoided using it.
If Zhao Lin dares to use the ice knife technique to attack him, he will use the spiritual energy shield to defend.
This is the advantage brought by the realm. In the middle stage of Qi refining, monks can use two spells at the same time.
Although you can't do both at the same time like the monks in the late stage of Qi Refining, you have to have a tendency, but as long as you can withstand one move, it is enough.
"Rock Armor Technique!"
Zhao Lin saw Sun Yanqing's thoughts and shouted loudly. Yellow smoke rose in front of him and quickly turned into a half-thick rock wall.
"Ah, such thick rock armor!"
"Judging from the casting time and the thickness of the rock armor, it must be at the Xiaocheng level."
"Mastering two minor-level spells, Senior Brother Zhao is truly a magic genius!"
The surrounding disciples let out bursts of exclamations.
Yan Yuan, the master who taught the technique, also looked at the field in surprise. He taught this spell to Zhao Lin. He rarely saw Zhao Lin asking him for advice. How could he reach the minor level of cultivation so quickly?
Elder Nie and Elder Wu looked at each other. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin had mastered two minor-level spells, one offensive and one defensive, after more than a year of practicing Taoism. Such talent in spells was rare.
This is what Zhao Lin wants.
"Bang bang bang..."
With a loud bang, the flying rocks hit the rock wall, all of them shattered and destroyed.
Zhao Lin took the opportunity to remove the rock armor technique and released the ice blade.
Sun Yanqing quickly placed a spiritual energy shield around his body, then made a secret gesture and released a brown stone knife, attacking Zhao Lin from a distance.
Although the defensive ability of the aura shield is limited, it can at least block one blow, and the stone sword technique will have a chance to regain the initiative.
Sun Yanqing's abacus clicked. Unexpectedly, Zhao Lin's ice knife did not attack the aura shield at all. Instead, it turned in the air and intercepted the flying stone knife.
Click!
The stone knife shattered into pieces and disappeared into thin air.
The disciples were all dumbfounded, thinking that this was too accurate!
The junior level ice blade technique can be controlled with spiritual consciousness and is extremely accurate, but intercepting flying spells is more difficult than shooting copper coins before, and it is already close to the level of master level spells.
Before Sun Yanqing could react, Zhao Lin drove the ice blade and shot towards the aura shield.
Sun Yanqing was shocked, and quickly injected spiritual power into the aura shield, and at the same time pinched the magic formula with his hands, trying to find an opportunity to regain the disadvantage.
Clang clang clang.
The ice blade struck continuously on the spiritual energy shield, and soon a crack was created. Sun Yanqing saw that there was no way to save the situation, so he had to raise his hand and said: "Junior Brother Zhao is awesome, I lose."
"Concession."
Zhao Lin replied with clasped fists.
This is the benefit of powerful spells. Although Sun Yanqing's cultivation level is higher than that of Zhao Lin, his spells are not strong and he cannot use all his spiritual power for offense and defense.
It's like a strong man without training. Facing a skilled warrior, he has no strength and can only get beaten.
The expressions of Dou Wu and Gong Huaipeng both changed. They originally thought that Zhao Lin's strength would be greatly reduced due to restrictions on martial arts, but they didn't expect that he would still be so fierce.
In the next three competitions, the third-year disciples won, and Lin Chaoran also lost.
In the first game of the four-to-two match, Zhao Lin played against Gong Huaipeng.
Elder Nie and the other two people came to the field. After performing the ceremony, he ordered: "Start!"
"Wind Blade Technique!"
Gong Huaipeng knew that Zhao Lin's ice knife skills were powerful, but his wind knife skills were only at a minor level, and even if they were blocked, they would cancel each other out.
There is no such thing as a late strike in a fight. If you gain the upper hand, you will force the opponent to defend.
Just when everyone thought that Zhao Lin must use the Ice Blade Technique, they saw a red light flash on his hand, the fire aura quickly gathered, and dozens of flaming arrows flew out, like a rain of fire.
"Oh my god, am I right? This is a flaming arrow!"
"That's right, at least thirty arrows, which are minor level spells!"
"This...how did he practice?"
The disciples were stunned.
Elder Nie and Elder Wu looked at each other again, and both saw the shock in each other's eyes.
Gong Huaipeng was shocked. It was hard to say whether his flying knife could hit Zhao Lin, but if he didn't defend with all his strength, he would definitely not be able to avoid this spell.
In desperation, he had to remove the wind knife technique and use the body protection spell instead.
"Vajra Cover!"
There was a flash of golden light, and Gong Huaipeng was covered by a transparent body shield with substance.
The diamond shield looks similar to the aura shield, but it is actually a golden defense spell with a much better defensive effect.
After a burst of bombardment, the Vajra Shield shook violently, showing signs of dissipating at any time.
Gong Huaipeng was confused. His Vajra Shield was also a minor level spell, so why couldn't it withstand the same level of flaming arrows?
Suddenly an idea flashed in his mind, "That's right, fire defeats metal!"
The five elements complement each other, and spells are no exception. Fire spells have a natural advantage over metal spells.
However, Gong Huaipeng only guessed half of it right. Zhao Lin's flaming arrow seemed to be at the minor level, but it was actually disguised as a proficient level spell.
Zhao Lin succeeded in one move, without giving the opponent a chance to change his moves, and then released another flaming arrow.
This time the arrows were more concentrated, hitting the Vajra cover almost without missing a single one.
boom……
Gong Huaipeng bit the bullet and input his spiritual power, but the Vajra Shield still couldn't resist it and turned into a piece of golden light and dissipated.
Zhao Lin had already prepared his ice blade and shot it out like lightning.
"I surrender."
Gong Huaipeng's face turned pale and he raised his hands in resignation, feeling very aggrieved.
Obviously he had two minor level spells and his cultivation level was one level higher. However, he only released a diamond shield from the beginning to the end, and he kept getting beaten without even a chance to fight back.
"about there."
Zhao Lin remained calm and warned himself secretly.
As powerful as the Taoist genius Miao Kefa, he has only mastered three minor-level spells in two years of practicing Taoism. He should stop at this and not reveal other spells.
The second game of the semi-finals was a civil war between the third-year disciples. Dou Wu easily defeated his opponent using stone hammer technique, showing his powerful attack power.
The small battle of wits comes to the final battle.
"Ice Blade Technique!"
Facing Dou Wu, Zhao Lin did not hesitate to let go and attack from the beginning.
The stone hammer technique has strong attack power, and once it gets the upper hand, it will inevitably fall into a passive defensive position.
Next, Gong Huaipeng's tragedy happened again.
Dou Wu was forced to defend with all his strength, the stone hammer stopped in the air, and he did not dare to use his spiritual power at all.
"Kakaka..."
The ice blade flew in a roundabout way, aiming at one place and slashing continuously.
"Why is this ice blade technique so powerful?"
Dou Wu gritted his teeth and held on for seven or eight times. Finally, the shield could no longer bear it, and a gap two fingers wide appeared.
"Zhao Linsheng!"
Seeing this situation, Elder Nie directly announced the results of the competition without waiting for Zhao Lin to make a move.
"Won!"
"Senior Brother Zhao is too strong!"
Zhu Cong, Li Sancai and Tong Mu took the lead in applauding, and the other disciples also followed suit, and the applause was thunderous for a while. (End of chapter)
