Chapter 257 Unstoppable

There is a rule for this group of battle arenas. They can compete in ten games at most. The results of the ten games will be recorded by special monks. The top ten teams will be announced on the side. Every time after burning incense, the monk responsible for recording will change the list. one.

After the little fat man took his sister and Bai Zhan to sign up for a competition, he came to the list to look at it and briefly discussed how to deal with it.

Looking at the top few on the list, the three of them discussed for a while, and suddenly realized that the combination of the three of them was really good, and they should be able to easily cope with the top teams.

Nangong Xiaojing easily trapped one with the illusion of clouds and mist, Bai Zhan mainly attacked, and Nangong Feiyang's earth-moving spells could easily resist most of the spells.

During the discussion, the discussion on the stage had ended. After a while, it was the turn of the three of them to take the stage to discuss.

After both sides greeted each other, the discussion began.

This confrontation immediately revealed the effectiveness of Nangong Xiaojing's illusion skills in group battles.

Although Xiao Jing's illusion skills are not perfect yet, he is very skillful in performing the art of cloud and mist transpiration. It seems that he has made considerable progress in the art of cloud and mist by observing the rainbow light on the flying boat a few days ago.

When he raised his hand, half of the arena was surrounded by clouds and mist. Xiao Jing could easily perform illusions wherever it was covered by clouds and mist.

With this use, Xiao Jing realized that he had underestimated the power of illusion before. Although the illusion was only a small success now and could affect one or two monks at most, it could be used in turn on different monks.

In duels between monks, many wins and losses can be won in an instant.

When I tried it for the first time in a group battle, I found that as long as I continued to use illusions to pull the three opposite monks into the illusion in turn, when the third monk entered the illusion, the first monk had not even woken up on his own.

This time the battle was almost over with no suspense. Before the little fat man made a move, Bai Zhan flashed a few sword energy and sent the three of them out of the ring.

After Bai Zhan's last breakthrough on the spot, the sword qi wielder became extremely proficient. These sword qi just knocked the three of them off the ring, but did not hurt them at all.

The three monks were still a little confused when they fell off the stage. After a while, they realized that they were possessed by illusions. Before, they had only heard that a young girl from the academy was good at illusions and had many magic talismans. They did not expect that they would turn to war. Come to the group battle arena.

In the next few sparring sessions, the three little fat guys dealt with it very easily.

Even if occasionally one or two monks are determined and cannot be pulled into the illusion,

But with the little fat man holding the battle, Bai Zhan can easily win by showing off his sword skills.

It wasn't until they met two teams that the little fat man finally took action, and the three of them joined forces to securely hold the ring.

One of the teams was three disciples from Xuanyin Temple. They all uttered clear sounds at the same time. The clouds and mist cast by Xiao Jing were shaken and dispersed. It was difficult to maintain the illusion.

But fortunately, when the mountain leader passed through the tribulation last time, the souls of the three of them were nourished by the immortal energy, which was far superior to that of monks of the same level. This level of music skill has little impact.

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Bai Zhan's spiritual training has become even more tenacious recently. He kept slashing out with sword energy despite the sound skills, causing the three disciples of Xuanyin Temple to suspend their offensive.

Seeing that the cloud and mist techniques and illusion techniques failed, Xiao Jing did not panic and threw out a few flame talismans.

Seeing that the three Xuanyin Temples were not weak in cultivation, the little fat man sighed that he could finally take action.

It was useless to use the iron sword, but the little fat man performed the soil technique to perfection. A few stone wall techniques directly separated the three Xuanyin Temple disciples.

Then he directly sealed a Xuanyin Temple disciple into a stone ball, and used the Earth Trapping Technique to slowly pull the stone ball into the ring beneath him.

Fortunately, the little fat man held back and finally allowed him to break through the stone ball with difficulty. However, when the disciple saw that he was the only one left on the ring, he knew that the other party was merciful, so he gave a light salute and jumped off the ring.

The other team is the three monks from the Haoran Sect, all of whom are not weak in cultivation. Two are in the late stage of the Condensation Stage, and one is in the Great Perfection stage.

Cultivation is not a problem. The main reason is that the monks of the Haoran Sect have clear souls and are not afraid of Xiaojing's illusion at all. The three of them perform sword skills as if they are one body. The energy of Haoran circulates around the three of them, making Xiaojing's flame talisman almost useless. , before the technique even got close, it was washed away by Haoran's true energy.

Bai Zhan's sword energy is not weak, and he can even break into Haoran's true energy in an instant, but it is quite difficult to deal with one against three.

When the little fat man saw that none of the three opponents were weak in swordsmanship, his hands itched unbearably for a moment, so he asked Xiao Jing to cover the arena with clouds. The little fat man drew out the meteorite iron sword and finally mastered the swordsmanship he had practiced for many days. The place to display.

Although Haoran's Qi is not weak and full of resilience, the little fat man's nine swords of the wind have been honed to an extremely violent level.

Knowing that Senior Brother Feiyang had long wanted to show off his sword skills, Bai Zhan directly pulled Xiao Jing aside, leaving Xiao Jing to maintain the clouds and mist around the ring.

The little fat man laughed and rushed forward alone. He used the nine swords of the violent wind in turn and fought with the three Haoran Sect disciples.

The sword energy was unparalleled, cutting cracks into the arena. Although Haoran's true energy was strong, it was also cut open by the exploding sword energy.

After defeating ten levels with one force, facing the unreasonable and violent sword energy of the little fat man, the three Haoran Sect disciples finally had the indescribable feeling that a scholar meets a soldier.

The sword moves that looked like the wind were actually connected with each other, and the little fat man performed them with great joy.

After experiencing countless times of breaking wind and cutting rocks in sandstorms, the little fat man's spiritual consciousness has now become extremely powerful. The sword energy formed in Haoran's true energy was destroyed one by one by these seemingly unorganized sword moves.

Facing the aura of Haoran's true energy, the little fat man rushed towards the three of them, and the power of the nine swords of the wind was greatly increased. With a few consecutive moves, the three Haoran sect disciples were knocked out of the ring of clouds and mist.

When the clouds and fog dissipated on the stage, the little fat man had already put away his meteorite sword and stood back behind Xiao Jing and Bai Zhan.

Just now, the disciples of the Academy were temporarily at a disadvantage in the arena. Suddenly, the clouds and fog rose in the arena, and the sword light filled the arena. A moment later, the disciples of the Haoran Sect were knocked out of the bounds. Immediately, the young disciples from other sects watching the battle outside the arena couldn't help but exclaimed. Make a sound.

Most of the low-level disciples could not see through Xiaojing's cloud barrier, but they could not hide it from the Jindan monk's thoughts. Many elders and masters of the sects cast admiring glances at the little fat man.

After this battle, the little fat man felt that his mind was clear and he had a smile on his face. When he saw the three injured Haoran Sect disciples still standing up to salute the stage, his good impression increased greatly, so he jumped down from the stage and handed over three bottles of pills. Only then was he satisfied. Return to the ring and accept the challenge again.

The three Haoran Sect disciples took the porcelain vase with some confusion. After returning to their seats, they opened it and saw three round pills inside. The pill patterns were densely covered on them, which looked extremely extraordinary.

Showing it to the sect master, the master of the Haoran sect couldn't help but sigh: "The president of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce really made an extraordinary move. He shot out three foundation-building pills, and they were not ordinary foundation-building pills, they should be the legendary top-grade foundation-building pills." .”

"Ah, those three bottles are nine top-quality foundation-building pills. This is too impressive!" The Haoran Sect disciple on the side couldn't help but sigh.

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