Seeing Shi Chishang suddenly put on a pair of boxing gloves, Shen Xinchen was startled at first, then laughed and said, "Are you out of your depth? Why, are you planning to use your fists like a warrior? You idiot..."
With one foot on the ground, Shi Chishang bowed his body, like a bolt of lightning, and rushed four meters away. With his right hand clenched into a fist, fire mist swirled, stars blended, and he punched out simply and directly.
boom! The spiritual light in front of Shen Xinchen suddenly dented violently, almost shrinking to the tip of his nose, and the mountain-like force pushed him violently and flew backwards seven to eight meters.
After landing on the ground, Shen Xinchen was about to raise his head when another huge force hit him. The aura that had just been restored was dented again, and Shen Xinchen was knocked back nearly ten meters again. He was only a few centimeters away from hitting the competition platform. The magic circle next to it was up.
"Holy shit!"
At this time, everyone around was almost so shocked by the sudden turn of events that they forgot to speak. Only Cao Hong's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth and yelled: "Were you so strong when you were old?"
Shen Xinchen, who was on the stage, was even more shocked. He or the higher-ups of the Maoshan Sect who came this time had never imagined that Shi Chishang, who had always been a swordsman, could actually possess such terrifying power.
Moreover, Taoists may occasionally temper their bodies, but Ghost Dao monks have always trained their souls, not their bodies. Is Chi Shang out of his mind now? Doesn't he know that after the Soul Tribulation Stage breaks through to the True Form Stage, ghost monks will abandon their physical bodies?
However, this was not a good time to be shocked. Shen Xinchen quickly suppressed the fear in his heart. While casting spells to strengthen the spiritual light, he controlled the flying sword to slash out. At the same time, he flipped his hands and hundreds of spiritual talismans flew into the air, condensing wind blades, thunder, and fierce flames. Wait for things to be attacked.
These talismans were all blessed by spells last night, and contain a trace of the will of a strong person in the Yuanshen stage. Unless the strength of his mind is strong enough to match that of the Yuanshen stage, it will be extremely difficult to control them.
And Shi Chishang soon realized that he couldn't absorb these attacks like yesterday, so he punched with both fists and punched out again. The five elements of spirit and starlight appeared in the fist one after another. When the punch was punched out, thunder or flames came out. Regardless, they were all defeated by the force of the fist, and the dozens of wind blades shattered upon contact.
Quan Gang! Shi Chishang, who had already comprehended the method of condensing the sword's strength, changed slightly and condensed the strength into his fists. Coupled with the blessing of the five elements' spirits and starlight, the strength of his fists became even stronger.
Another direct punch, the spiritual light in front of Shen Xinchen flashed violently, the light dimmed and brightened, and it kept denting under Shi Chishang's punch, and he was about to be completely defeated by him before his eyes.
"Damn it, it's not like I haven't fought against warriors before!" Shen Xinchen gritted his steel teeth and raised nine spiritual talismans. They stacked on top of each other and rose into the sky. Then they separated straight away and formed a circle around them. In an instant, a magic circle formed. The heavy pressure fell out of thin air, causing Shi Chishang's originally fast and furious figure to suddenly stagnate, as if there were several hills pressing down on him.
Since the Maoshan Sect was founded in ancient times, after tens of thousands of years, this bottom-of-the-line talisman warfare method has been tempered to its peak. It has its own proprietary routines for whatever enemies it faces and what talismans it uses.
Seeing that the gravity talisman array was suppressing Shi Chi Shang, Shen Xinchen immediately drove several more talismans into the ground. Immediately, the marble-paved competition platform exploded, and more than a dozen vines sprang out, quickly wrapping around Shi Chi Shang's body. This made his movements slow down again.
Being hit by gravity and vines one after another, Shi Chishang's speed inevitably slowed down. Seeing this, he let out a muffled roar, and the Dragon Power Technique was stimulated to the limit by him. All the muscles in his body collapsed, and those vines They all tightened until they were straight, almost unable to wrap around him anymore.
Shen Xinchen saw this and sneered: "Don't think about it, how to deal with you warriors, our Maoshan sect has a special routine system, these vines have the power of Gengjin, let alone you, even if you are an emperor-level warrior Come here, you can’t break away easily!”
Not wanting to hear his sarcasm, Shi Chi Shang made a move, and then sneered: "Is it the power of Geng Jin?"
Shen Xinchen was startled, while Nie Qingyuan on the stage frowned and gritted his teeth: "Idiot!"
With a bang, a vine wrapped around Shi Chishang's body suddenly collapsed, and then a series of crashing sounds were heard one after another. It was Shi Chishang who circulated the spirit of the five elements and sucked away all the metal and wood in the vine. These vines no longer have their original toughness.
Just after breaking free from the vines, Shi Chishang stepped forward and punched out again. This time, Shen Xinchen was directly hit into the magic circle behind him. Although the latter had also tempered his body, he could not withstand it. Shi Chishang was so powerful that he coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood in an instant.
Taking a deep breath, Shi Chishang punched out again. This time he deliberately focused the power of Gengjin on the edge of the fist, making the fist even sharper. He almost broke the aura with one blow. Even so, it was also Shen Xinchen was hit again until he vomited blood.
Seeing that the spiritual light in front of him was crumbling, Shen Xinchen's eyes also showed a bit of madness. He shook his left sleeve and took out a disc the size of a palm. He threw the disc up and pinched the seal, and a sound suddenly sounded from the disc. The stock buzzed, and a huge shock wave erupted in response, completely rushing and spreading without distinguishing between friend and foe.
Shi Chishang, who was the first to bear the brunt, couldn't even support himself. He was thrown dozens of meters away and hit the magic circle at the other end of the competition stage.
Although Shen Xinchen was also hit by the shock wave, because of his prior adjustments, the shock wave on his side was only one-fourth or fifth of that of Shi Chi Shang's. Although the shock caused him to vomit blood, it was much better than Shi Chi Shang's.
Holding her chest, Shen Xinchen smiled miserably and said with a sharp smile: "Desperately? Comparing with brute strength? Am I afraid of you?"
Seeing that he looked like a madman, Nie Qingyuan frowned slightly, looked sideways at a Maoshan sect deacon next to him, and said coldly: "When he returns to the Maoshan sect, let him guard the heart in the Heart Guard Cave for three years."
The deacon looked puzzled, but when he saw the violent aura emanating from Shen Xinchen, he nodded silently.
At this time, Shi Chishang had already staggered up from the ground. As soon as he stood up, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, which shocked the eyes of Yu Lewei, Cao Hong, and Sun Wei in the stands next to him.
But this injury actually aroused the fierceness in his heart. With a touch of the corner of his mouth, Shi Chishang slowly stood up straight and clenched his fists again. With the effect of the second soul seal, an endless stream of soul power entered his body. Everywhere, especially the Mountain-shaking glove, he had poured almost 40% of his soul power into it, making the surface of the glove swirl with energy, like a flame.
Staring at the battle below, Cao Hairong suddenly smiled and said: "Record the chapter, transform into a dragon, who do you think will win?"
Yu Hualong smiled and said nothing, Xuanyuan Luzhang pondered for a moment, frowned and said: "I'm afraid Shichishang will lose."
Seeing Cao Hairong's view, Xuanyuan Luzhang said calmly: "His invincibility is indeed a top-notch magic, and his swordsmanship of condensing starlight is also good, but after all, he doesn't seem to have a trump card, so he has no defense. , but has no offensive skills. During the fifteen years of the fusion period, Shen Xinchen has been honed to perfection in all aspects. This disc is probably his trump card. If one goes down, the other will go up, and I am afraid Shichishang will not have a chance to win. "
Cao Hairong chuckled, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes. They were all top experts with extraordinary eyesight. If Xuanyuan Luzhang could see it, of course he could also see it. If Shi Chishang didn't have other means of attack, I'm afraid The final winner of this battle will be the Maoshan faction.
While the two were talking, Shi Chishang charged forward again, but Shen Xinchen also frantically continued to move the disk. Shock waves were set off one after another like a tsunami, and violent twisting ripples swept the world. Even though Shi Chishang had dragon power. Even with the blessing of magic, he was still struggling under the shock wave. Not to mention attacking, he couldn't even stand firm.
Under this constant impact, more and more blood spilled from Shi Chishang's mouth, and his face gradually became pale after losing a lot of blood.
Keenly seeing the paleness of his face, Yu Lewei clenched her slender fingers and was about to stand up, but was held down by Xuanyuan Yun, who frowned and said, "Are you crazy?"
Yu Lewei was about to speak when she heard a sudden roar from Shi Chishang, as if he had bottomed out after being suppressed to the limit. His breath was originally as weak as a candle in the wind, but at this moment, an indescribable wave burst out from his body. Violent.
It is strange to say that after Shi Chishang turned to practice "Soul Evolution", all the negative energy absorbed into the body was resolved by mental methods. It can even be said that he is more like a first-rate Taoist than a ghost monk.
But at this moment, as the injuries on his body became more and more serious, Shi Chishang's anger and laziness that he usually used to hide his temperament were torn apart bit by bit, and the strength in his bones suddenly burst out with violence that he didn't know where to come from.
"It takes this time every time to fully unleash the power of this move. It's really... annoying!"
Sneering in a low voice, Shi Chishang blocked his body with his left hand, and put his right hand under his left shoulder to make a soft grasp. In an instant, the violent aura became stronger several times, and he saw him pull out a knife from his armpit out of thin air. The sharp blade looked like an ax but not an axe, and then he simply took a step forward, picked up the sharp blade and slashed forward.
In an instant, everyone on the seats around them trembled, and some people even jumped up suddenly as if they were electrocuted. They looked at the field with horrified eyes. Just now, there were one wave after another, almost covering most of the competition stage. The pattern was actually split into two together with the disk at this moment.
One blow broke the impact of the disc, Shi Chishang's eyes were cold, and the white lightning on his wings behind him was almost burning, pushing his body into a phantom and charging out nearly twenty meters away, holding the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, facing Shen Shen Xin Chen fell down immediately.
Bai Qi's secret skill - Immortal Killing Platform!
Shi Chishang's knife fell, and Shen Xinchen watched with horror on his face as the aura in front of him was torn apart as easily as tissue paper. The strange-shaped blade, with a violent murderous intention that could make people immersed in eternal nightmares, slashed at them. On top of one's own head.
"Stop!" Anger surged in Nie Qingyuan's brows. He raised a flash of spiritual light with his fingertips and pointed it forward. In an instant, he displayed a little spiritual light as a talisman. The mysterious spiritual light turned into a talisman in an instant. He wanted to stop Shi Chi. Sorry for this blow.
But just when the talisman and seal transformed by his spiritual light were about to take effect, a surge of ghosts suddenly surged on the other side of the competition platform. The endless evil thoughts seemed invisible, but they instantly crossed the distance of fifty meters and directly submerged the spiritual light, blocking Nie Qingyuan's helping hand. .
"Cao Hairong!" Nie Qingyuan's eyes flashed with anger, and he roared angrily. A roar of pain was already heard in the competition arena. When the blood was splashing everywhere, Shen Xinchen was split in two by Shi Chishang's blow. Only Nascent Soul remained. Wrapped in Tuan Qingguang, he broke away and fled into the Maoshan faction's seat in embarrassment and panic.
