Although this Taoist priest looks old, he is actually of the younger generation. He is the legitimate son of the An family in the Hundred Cities of Ancestor... Anqing.
Since the changes in the Five Emperors Family, the cultivation families in Donghai have not been doing very well and have been suppressed by their sects.
The same is true for the An family. An Qing came here this time not to help Xiang Qingyun, but for himself and to maintain the reputation of the An family!
He drove his light to the open space between the two pavilions, gave a salute, and said loudly: "An Jia An Qing, which fellow Taoist would like to come up for a while?"
On the opposite pavilion, Fang Nishang pondered for a moment and then said: "Fellow Taoist Anqing is best at water magic, and his magical powers are famous for their long range and breadth. If the battle cannot be ended in a short time and is dragged to the later stage, I'm afraid it will be bad. I don't know. Which fellow Taoist is willing to go?"
This is the terrifying thing about Fang Nishang. Walking in the Miaoyin Pavilion, his cultivation level and magical powers may not be top-notch, but he must have an unparalleled appearance, long sleeves and be good at dancing, and he must be very familiar with the world's heroes.
With this reminder, a monk who was as strong as a black tower said: "I am willing to go and give it a try."
Fang Nishang said happily: "With Taoist friend Wang Lei's strength and magical power, it is just right to defeat three tricks with one force."
Wang Lei jumped in the air and hit the ground directly from the pavilion. The force was so powerful that it even made the ground that had been reinforced by the formation tremble slightly.
After the two of them met, An Qing took the lead in attacking. He waved his long sleeves, and the sky lit up with water, overwhelming and overwhelming, like the Milky Way rolling back, and as heavy as a giant stone.
Wang Lei's expression was indifferent, he bent his right leg to gather strength, and swung out his left hand suddenly. The muscles of his arm were coiled like a dragon, and then they swelled crazily, and soon reached the size of a hundred feet.
After scattering the water in the sky, he still had enough energy to come to An Qing. He closed his palms to crush his body-protecting divine light and directly held An Qing in his hand.
The victory was decided, but An Qing looked confused at this moment. He still had a lot of magical powers that he had not yet used. The water in the sky was just a foreshadowing, but he didn't expect it to end so soon.
If it were a life and death contest, he could still fight to the death.
But this time it was just about discussing Taoism and meeting friends. There was no life or death. The supernatural powers were broken and the physical body was bound. The outcome was already decided.
Tang Yuan looked at the two people in the field. An Qing's magic power was indeed strong, but Wang Lei's magical power was somewhat satisfactory.
Even if the fight continues, Anqing is no match.
Although he had lost the first game, Yan Qingyun's face had not changed at all, and he still looked calm and composed.
Seeing An Qing's dejected return, she consoled her: "Brother Taoist, don't think too much. It was Qingyun's poor arrangement that allowed Fang Nichang to choose someone to fight against fellow Taoist. You didn't understand that person's magical powers. In a hurry, It’s okay to miss a little bit, so fellow Taoist don’t need to worry too much.”
An Qing could only say with a strong face: "If there is a next time, I will definitely not be careless."
According to the rules, Fang Nishang sent people first in this match, while Wang Lei remained motionless, standing on the field like an iron tower, obviously he wanted to fight again.
Yan Qingjun looked around and saw a monk with a handsome face walking out. He had thin eyebrows and white skin, and a thin and delicate figure.
Yan Qingyun nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist Guo Feng's illusion skills are restraining this person, so it is appropriate to go into battle this time."
Guo Feng walked slowly to the field, bowed slightly and said: "Songjiang Sect Guo Feng, please give me some advice!"
After Wang Lei returned the greeting, the giant hand of a hundred feet was still coming at him. Guo Feng did not dodge, and it was not until the big hand fell that he realized that it was just a phantom.
It turns out that Guo Feng’s illusion has been cast!
Seeing Wang Lei's random attacks in the field, but none of them hit Guo Feng, the monks Yan Qingyun laughed and said: "This barbarian is indeed a barbarian. He only knows how to fight randomly, and with a little skill, he can I’ve become a headless fly.”
Only a few people, such as Li You and Tang Yuan, did not show such smiles because they had long seen that Wang Lei was the one who made the most moves, but what he could use was physical magical powers. Before his physical strength was exhausted, he could wield at least a few Thousands of times.
On the contrary, Guo Feng's face was pale at this moment. It was obvious that his magic power had dried up and he could not hold on for long.
Although illusion is the best way to control strength and magical power, both parties must at least be at the same level. Guo Feng's illusion can be regarded as a breakthrough, but it still pales in comparison to Wang Lei, who has already had some prototypes of Ruyi.
The battle situation was just as Tang Yuan had imagined. After another quarter of an hour, Guo Feng could no longer maintain a complete illusion. However, Wang Lei still waved his big hands so energetically that he finally found an opportunity to peek into a place. The illusion was broken, Guo Feng was directly caught in his hand, and then he was thrown down hard.
There was a loud bang, and a small crater was made in the ground. Guo Feng was lying in it, unconscious.
In this second game, Fang Nishang actually won again. But if a great supernatural power is so easy to break, it wouldn’t be called a great supernatural power! Even if you only get a hint of true meaning, it's enough to control you for a while!
Several people were defeated one after another. Although Yan Qingyun's face remained unchanged, his heart became anxious.
Because Wang Lei's identity is really embarrassing. Although he is not famous, he is very powerful.
If he chooses someone of the same level as him to challenge him, he will definitely lose but not win.
But if the true disciples of the various factions who have already become famous are allowed to challenge, they will naturally win, but they will lose their status.
Just like Lin Lang, Li You and others, even if they win, it will only make Wang Lei gain a lot of momentum.
The cultivators in the field naturally saw this and were all silent at the moment.
At this moment, Tang Yuan stood up and said calmly: "Su's technique is restrained. This fellow Taoist on the field, let me take charge of this battle."
Seeing that it was Tang Yuan who spoke, Yan Qingyun smiled happily and said: "Since fellow Taoist Su is willing to take action, it is absolutely foolproof. Qingyun is here to wish brother Taoist victory."
Tang Yuan's status at this moment ranks high among all the cultivators present. He is willing to compromise his identity, and others are happy to see it.
Tang Yuan stood up in mid-air, bowed his head and said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, please come."
Wang Lei is not a reckless person. When he saw Tang Yuan, he also knew how powerful he was. He said cautiously: "I can make Brother Su take action. I have already made a profit. I know that I am no match for fellow Taoists. I only have one magical power that I am willing to try. If Brother Su is Next, I just admit defeat and leave, I wonder if that’s possible?”
Tang Yuan looked calm and chuckled: "It's Su's intention to understand many heroic methods and see the world's divine passage methods. Such and such is exactly what you want."
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"If Su fails to accept it, he will also admit defeat."
Wang Lei took three steps back, with a domineering look in his eyes, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist Su, be careful!"
The muscles all over his body seemed to be growing out of control, and the scene suddenly became extremely terrifying.
In just a few breaths, a dark giant several hundred feet tall appeared out of thin air in front of the cultivators.
Seeing this scene, the monks on both floors were shocked and speechless. At this moment, not only Tang Yuan, but also others also saw the origin of Wang Lei's magical power.
Yan Qingyun said with a solemn expression: "Small Ruyi, could this person be the true successor of Yuquan Mountain!?"
"This person has just gained his true meaning for the first time. If Brother Su were to fight normally, there wouldn't be much of a problem. However, Wang Lei beat him to the punch and used his magical power first. If he wanted to withstand Ruyi's blow, there might be something bad. "
There was a bit of worry in her voice. If the opponent relied on just one person, they would lose five people in a row, and among them was someone as famous as Su Jia.
However, the prospects for this competition were unfavorable and gloomy.
