Yu Qingyun was obviously caught off guard. When he reacted to block it, another explosion sounded at his knees.
With a "pop" sound, a bloody hole appeared in his knee. Judging from the appearance of this bloody hole, it is very similar to the wound where the weapon spirit was hit just now.
It was only when Yu Qingyun fell to the ground that he realized - this is a talisman!
It turned out that Zhao Yisu deliberately received his spiritual power and put himself on the weak side, just to make him take it lightly, so that he could use this set of silent talismans at the critical moment. Although it was a third-grade talisman, it dealt a fatal blow. .
This battle is worth losing.
Yu Qingyun let out a long breath and fell on his back on the ring. A smile appeared on his face. The smile was a little bitter at first, and then became relieved.
It was also a failure, but losing to Zhao Yisu and losing to Jiang Yunchen were completely different feelings at that time.
Jiang Yunchen is a crushing force with terrifying strength. He will severely trample a monk's pride on the ring. If he is not careful, he will become an inner demon. But this battle with Zhao Yisu was hearty. She risked her own life to gain a chance of winning, and he also tried his best to face the battle. Looking back carefully, Zhao Yisu has been meticulous and scheming from the moment he entered the ring. It is a great blessing to meet such an excellent opponent in the ring in this life.
He respects such people, and if given the chance, he can fight again in the future!
As Yu Qingyun fell, the huge Siyi Fan slowly shrank and returned to Yu Qingyun's hands. The gap on the fan was obvious. Zhao Yisu, who was sitting cross-legged, had his eyes open, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, but he smiled happily: "Concession."
Yu Qingyun understood that when the game was forced to stop, Zhao Yisu actually recovered faster than him. He pretended not to wake up in order to pretend to be a pig and eat the tiger. In this way, when she was enveloped by the Siyi Fan, besides punching the talisman paper, she actually had another option, which was to use the scimitar to directly chop the Siyi Fan.
Based on the material of the knife, she might be able to cut Siyi Shan in half with a desperate slash. By then, Yu Qingyun would no longer be able to laugh at all.
Thinking of this, Yu Qingyun stood up with one hand on the ring and bowed his hand towards her seriously.
Master Kuangsha above the arena was stunned for a moment before continuing to announce: "The winner of this arena competition is Zhao Yisu!"
——"Okay! Nice fight!"
——"Oh my spiritual stones, I bet Yu Qingyun on ten high-grade spiritual stones!"
——"Is this the first time Mr. Qiu has failed in his bet? He has bet a lot. Has he lost all his winnings over the years?"
——"By the way, did you see clearly the last two attacks? Why did Yu Qingyun suddenly fall down after being hit?"
——"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly either. Did you see it clearly?"
Everyone looked at each other and argued with each other until a voice came from behind: "That's a talisman."
Zuoqiu's eyes fell on Zhao Yisu without moving away. He saw her coming down from the ring and walking this way, and said: "There are two kinds of talismans. The first one rained down fire, forming a range attack, wrapping Yu Qingyun in place. The remaining spiritual power he had was quickly consumed. The second type was a single-shot talisman, which penetrated Yu Qingyun's leg with an arrow. Although both talismans were of the third grade, they were better because they were silent and unprepared."
——"There is such a talisman in the world? It was silent and there was no talisman light. I didn't see it at all."
——"If this kind of talisman is used for assassination, wouldn't it be impossible to prevent it?"
——"It's not just this kind. Do you still remember the talisman that Zhao Yisu used to penetrate the weapon spirit before? The lethality and speed are not to mention! Where did these talismans come from? In our world of immortality, a genius talisman has recently appeared ?"
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Amidst everyone's discussion, Zhao Yisu walked down from the ring and came to Chun Xia and others.
Chunxia: "Ah ah ah ah ah ah, senior sister won, long live senior sister!"
Dai Tao: "Senior sister, are you okay? How's the injury? Take these pills quickly." He said that without giving Zhao Yisu a chance to refuse, he stuffed a large handful of pills into her mouth.
The elixir melted in her mouth, which really made her feel a lot better: "I'm fine. It looks miserable. I just need to go back and rest for a few days."
This is definitely not a lie. The most taboo among monks is confusion of spiritual power. Yu Qingyun's injury will take at least a year and a half to slowly adjust. However, the spiritual power in Zhao Yisu's body is a double cycle of thunder and fire, which complements each other and is stable and indestructible. That's why she compared Qingyun to Qingyun. The cloud recovers faster.
If she brought Jiang Yunchen's walking healing tool, she wouldn't even need a few days to recover in the blink of an eye.
The first thing he did after winning the ring was Zhao Yisu walking to the gambling table and smiling brightly.
The waiter understood immediately and immediately offered the storage bag: "Master Zhao Xian has won beautifully, this is the prize you deserve!"
Zhao Yisu glanced over with his spiritual consciousness and looked at the 20,000 high-grade spirit stones inside. He smiled happily and said, "Oh, this is better than the magic pill!" He immediately felt no pain anywhere in his body, and he could still fight three times in one breath!
Dai Tao's original intention was to help Zhao Yisu gain some ground, but he didn't expect that Zhan Guang also won a large amount of money, even more than Zhao Yisu.
Seeing these two people coming back with a lot of spirit stones, Wang Polu's eyes were almost red and sick: "My spirit stones... I have won so many, do you have a share in it?"
The begging hand was slapped away by Dai Tao, and he received three pairs of supercilious looks from Dai Tao, Chun Xia, and Zhao Yisu.
Wang Polu covered his broken heart: "What did I do wrong? I just analyzed the battle situation seriously and bet on the side with a greater chance of winning..."
Over there, Guo Bannong stopped Yu Qingyun.
He handed over his opponent with admiration and announced his home: "I am Guo Bannong of Xishan Mountain, Feng Linggen, and I came here with my senior sister to watch the game. Senior Yu fought heartily in the battle, and used the wind spirit power unpredictablely. I admire you!" "
Yu Qingyun smiled slightly and said: "Others are flocking to the winner's side, but you don't think the loser is embarrassed."
Guo Bannong looked serious: "How could it be? There is victory and defeat in the arena competition. It only represents a game and has no meaning."
Yu Qingyun: "Then I will give you a few words to repay your kindness. You just said that I used the wind spirit power to be unpredictable. In fact, the space in the arena is narrow and flat, which is not suitable for wind monks to use. Wind is the most relied on. Terrain, you can soar into the clouds at high places, and you can take advantage of the momentum at low places. If you encounter a narrow opening on all sides, the wind spirit force can quickly pass through it, and it can cause penetrating wounds that are more powerful than arrow-type magic weapons..."
He spoke slowly, and Guo Bannong was intoxicated when he heard it.
Until a crisp voice interrupted the conversation between the two: "Master."
Nan Congyan stepped forward and held Yu Qingyun's arm. The distressed expression on his face could not be concealed at all: "Is this the reason why you don't let me watch the battle? We agreed that we would only fight for a while, how could it be like this? Hurry up. Go back and recuperate!”
Guo Bannong quickly took half a step back to clear the way: "I was reckless, senior. Don't blame me. Listening to your words today is better than ten years of reading. If there is a chance to repay you in the future, I will never back down."
Yu Qingyun nodded slightly to him as a farewell.
As the two walked away together, Nan Congyan's voice came faintly: "Master, who was that person just now?"
"There is a wind spirit root monk in Fuxi Mountain. There must be too few alien spirit root monks. He usually gets limited guidance, so he came here specially."
"Humph, the people from Fuxi Mountain just beat you like this, you are so generous!"
"Isn't the Tianxing Arena established just to encourage monks to compete with each other and gain mutual benefit? If everyone hides their stupidity, what will be the future of the human world when the battle between immortals and demons begins?"
"You have the most sense. Anyway, when I succeed in my studies, I will definitely challenge the people in Fuxi Mountain and win back your face..."
