Although Zhou Yang tried his best to hide it before, who is Cheng Tiehe, how could he not see that his spiritual power is not good at this time.
However, it is still a bit difficult to snatch it by force. If it fails, he will be injured. Besides, he has the secret method. At this time, there is no need to fight. He can seize a top-quality magic weapon with only the secret method. Why not!
High-grade magical weapons and above have their own magic control techniques. The higher the level of the magic weapon, the more complex the magic control techniques are and the more difficult it is to capture them.
Therefore, after obtaining a higher-level magic weapon, there is still a process of becoming familiar with the control. By becoming familiar with the magic control techniques and establishing contact with your own spiritual consciousness, you will be able to control it freely and exert 100% of its power.
On the basis of not knowing the method of controlling the opponent's weapon, it is extremely difficult to forcibly cut off this connection of spiritual consciousness, especially when the strength is equal, it is almost impossible.
But where there is a spear, there is a shield. After some weapon refiners refine a magical weapon, they also create corresponding magic control techniques. Since they can create magic control techniques, they can also create control techniques to break other magic weapons. Technique, this is the secret technique of controlling magic to capture the opponent's magic weapon or magic weapon.
As the saying goes, if one method can be used, all methods can be used. What may seem extremely difficult to outsiders is no longer so difficult in the eyes of insiders.
However, such secret techniques are all in the hands of weapon refiners or some important figures and are not easily spread to the outside world, so very few of them are spread in the world.
Very few does not mean none. Judging from what happened today, Cheng Tiehe obviously knows some secrets of treasure hunting.
He used it immediately, intending to quickly capture the Cloud Shuttle in one go. If Zhou Yang lost the support of this magical weapon, he would definitely lose.
At this moment, a strange scene occurred on the competition stage. The two combatants were just silently confronting each other, and there were no other actions except their respective seals.
This lasted for half a stick of incense.
There were beads of sweat on both of their foreheads. One was desperately trying to seize the treasure, and the other was struggling to protect it. Both of them were depleting their consciousness and spiritual energy very quickly.
After another ten breaths of time, Cheng Tiehe's expression changed and he took the lead in stopping the kneading. Because the spiritual connection he had finally established with the Cloud Shuttle had been completely interrupted at this moment.
"Damn it! His consciousness is so strong, I miscalculated!"
Cheng Tiehe was a little annoyed. He spent a lot of consciousness and spiritual power, but in the end he failed and fell short. If he had known this, it would be better to fight openly and happily.
Zhou Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and was filled with fear. If his spiritual consciousness was not far superior to that of ordinary people and he had not developed some power of spiritual consciousness, then this cloud-traveling shuttle would have changed hands. Cheng Tiehe was really abominable!
After he took back the initiative to control the shuttle, he really wanted to push it again and give Cheng Tiehe a break to relieve his resentment.
But he was just thinking about it. At present, his spiritual power was seriously insufficient and his spiritual consciousness was consumed too much. Not to mention activating the top-grade magic weapon, even the top-grade magic weapon could not last long.
In desperation, he had no choice but to put away the cloud shuttle, adjust his breath slightly, and put his whole body on guard again.
At this time, Cheng Tiehe's face was a little confused. He was a big difference. He also used the best magic weapon, but he couldn't take down Zhou Yang. Moreover, his soul flag was greatly damaged. Wouldn't it make many of his classmates laugh!
He is an elite disciple second only to his senior brother Butcher. He must earn back this face and defeat this boy Zhou Yang no matter what.
Gritting his teeth secretly, Cheng Tiehe no longer hesitated. While the wind was blowing under his feet, a golden-ringed sword appeared in his hand. He used the Tianxing Sect's unique footwork, and in a flash, he came close to Zhou Yang, holding the golden-ringed sword at his head. Cut down.
"The weapon has been changed, and his spiritual power can't bear it!" An idea flashed in Zhou Yang's mind, and he hurriedly raised his sword to meet him.
The swords intersected, clanging, the light shining brightly, and sparks flying everywhere.
"Hmph, if you use magic weapons to fight again, I won't be able to bear it, but using weapons..." Zhou Yang snorted coldly in his heart, dancing the long sword so airtight that the sword light lingered uncertainly, almost as if he was about to escape from his body.
Cheng Tiehe was a head taller than Zhou Yang. The golden ring sword he swung was very heavy and fierce, and the sound was also very terrifying. In terms of strength alone, he definitely surpassed Zhou Yang by a head.
However, Zhou Yang is not an ordinary person. His Heaven-piercing Sword Technique has reached an extremely high level, and his body has been tempered by the body-forging secret technique. His energy and blood are strong and his explosive power is extremely strong.
Moreover, his footwork was mysterious. Although his body was light, he was very flexible. He was able to move with ease, without falling behind in the slightest. The two of them were inseparable for a while.
Everyone in the audience was intoxicated and cheered.
Other disciples fight with weapons first and then magical weapons, from slow to fast, from light to heavy. But these two people are completely opposite. The top-grade magic weapon and the top-grade magic weapon were evenly matched. It was hard to tell the difference. At this moment, they actually started to use weapons to duel again.
Not only that, there was also a battle for the best magic weapon interspersed in the middle, which made the whole fighting process ups and downs and exciting, so that the battle lasted for a long time.
Zhou Yang's physical body is absolutely strong, so he is not afraid of close combat with others. He can even hold off Cheng Tiehe with his own physical strength.
But his own spiritual power was too low, his overall strength was affected, and he was under great pressure.
After a long battle, Cheng Tiehe had consumed a lot of spiritual power, but he was a veteran spiritual cultivator after all, and his spiritual power was slightly stronger. However, he could not use magic weapons for a long time, so he chose to fight with weapons.
His golden ring sword is made of fine copper, with a small amount of gold crystals added to greatly increase its power. This is considered a very luxury for making weapons.
At this time, when the sword was swung up and down, there seemed to be the sound of tigers roaring and dragons roaring. Every time they collided, Zhou Yang's sword would be bounced high, which shows its power.
As time goes by, Cheng Tiehe has gained the upper hand.
If it had been anyone else, without being able to use their full spiritual power, the huge shock caused by the collision of swords would have been too much for them.
But Zhou Yang is different. Although his Earth Fire Body Tempering Technique has not broken through to the third level, as his cultivation level has improved, it is not far from the third level. Even if his body is hit by a middle- or lower-grade magic weapon, it may not be possible. Injured, let alone just a weapon.
Cheng Tiehe relied on the sheer force of his sword and launched a fierce offensive as soon as he came up.
However, after having the upper hand for a period of time, he became secretly frightened.
This kid's spiritual power and physical strength were obviously exhausted, but not only did he parry all his attacks, but he also had a faint tendency to fight back. In addition, this child's physical strength is abnormal. He has been wiped by his golden ring knife several times, but there is no trace of blood. Is he still a human being?
On the surface, Cheng Tiehe had the upper hand, but in his heart he was complaining repeatedly.
Although his sword skills are slightly better than Zhou Yang's sword skills, they are not much worse. Coupled with Zhou Yang's powerful body, he will never win with this method alone.
Weapons consume a small amount of spiritual power, but no matter how small it is, it will still be consumed. If the remaining spiritual power is consumed like this, sooner or later it will be used up, and then the only option is hand-to-hand combat.
The dignified pinnacle cultivator of the Lingtai, the leader among his peers in the Tianxing Sect, could not win this son despite all the methods, and was reduced to a hand-to-hand fight, no matter he won or lost, it was just like this, how could he lose his face!
Cheng Tiehe felt like he was out of his depth. He was so unlucky to have faced such a perverted guy.
He was depressed, so why not Zhou Yang!
His condition was worse than that of his opponent. He had no spiritual power left. The light on his long sword gradually dimmed until it disappeared. His current state had begun to overwhelm his physical strength.
His long sword became heavier and heavier, gradually feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.
The situation between the two of them can be described as being like a wolf beating a wolf with two sides. They are both afraid of each other. It's just that Zhou Yang's situation was worse, but he hid it well and never showed worry on his face.
After fighting like this for a long time, Cheng Tiehe's spiritual power was almost exhausted. He had long given up on using spiritual power to assist attacks, and the sword light also disappeared.
"No, we're going to have a fucking physical fight in a while, damn it!" Cheng Tiehe's face turned pale and he kept cursing in his heart.
After fighting for several more rounds, Zhou Yang could no longer maintain a calm look. His spiritual power was exhausted, his physical strength was too much, his face was pale and bloodless, and it became increasingly difficult to lift the fight.
"Can't we just admit defeat?" This thought flashed through Zhou Yang's mind.
"You must never admit defeat, I don't believe I can't defeat you!" The next moment, he categorically rejected the idea.
At this point, the other party will not have an easy time, and it all depends on who can survive the other!
Zhou Yang gritted his teeth and persisted, beads of sweat formed in strings and fell on the competition stage, and his own aura began to become somewhat disordered.
Suddenly, a look of cruelty flashed in Cheng Tiehe's eyes, and the golden-ringed sword shone brightly again, shaking Zhou Yang involuntarily and blinking.
At this moment, the golden-ringed sword had already been chopped down on the head with a force of ten thousand kilograms. Before the sword was struck, the sound was snatched away, and its power was extremely frightening.
"This..." Zhou Yang was at the end of his strength, and even his physical strength was almost exhausted. He could barely hold on for a while due to the back-and-forth fighting, but in the face of such a powerful attack, his steps were frivolous and it was extremely difficult to parry.
At this moment, he understood Cheng Tiehe's intention, but it was too late.
"Little Yangzi!" Xing'er screamed in shock.
How could she not see the situation on the stage? As soon as the sword falls, Zhou Yang's head will be dislocated and he will die on the spot.
Tiger and others were also shocked and it was too late to make Zhou Yang admit defeat.
"Cheng Tiehe, how dare you!" Song Dahu also stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.
He also saw that this was when Cheng Tiehe unleashed his potential, forcibly gathered all his spiritual power on the sword, and chose the best time to strike, with the purpose of killing Zhou Yang.
Master Haoyang on the viewing platform also frowned slightly, then sighed, but made no other moves.
Even if you stop it at this point, it's too late.
The happiest people are naturally Hu and Zou. This war is finally over. I don’t see how you, Song Dahu, can have the dignity to get back your Cloud Shuttle.
That was an ancient magical weapon, and its power was comparable to that of a low-level quasi-magical weapon. If it were... there was a hint of greed on both of their faces.
