The original two arenas have been demolished and combined into one large stage.
The length and width of the arena are more than ten feet, which is more than twice as big as the previous one. The platform is paved with a whole piece of Azure Gold stone, which is densely covered with Spirit Rune, glowing with a faint blue luster in the morning light.
If the place is big, it will be difficult to win by knocking people off the ring. What Myriad Stars Dynasty means is very clear. Next, the winner must be determined.
Sixteen people sat down in the rest area and adjusted their breathing.
After yesterday's recovery, everyone's condition has been adjusted to its peak. Their eyes are fixed on the direction of the ring, and they are ready to fight at any time.
The light curtain lights up.
The first game, Fu Qingge, Qian Donglai.
Qian Donglai stood up from the chair, flicked open the folding fan, and a flash of light flashed across the fan. He stretched out his hand towards Fu Qingge and said with a smile, "Beauty, please."
Fu Qingge didn't show any embarrassment, and stepped onto the stage in an open manner, with his skirt fluttering. Qian Donglai followed behind, pacing and waving his fan slightly, looking like a handsome young man.
As soon as the names were announced on the stage, the audience started talking.
"This is going to be interesting. Qian Donglai is the young boss of the Myriad Treasures Pavilion. He always throws money at people. He took out a handful of third-level talismans."
"But Myriad Treasures Pavilion's largest talisman supplier is Fu Household. Qian Donglai's talismans, are they enough to be seen by Fu Qingge?"
"Fu Household's talisman can be bought with money, but it's not as cheap as Fu Qingge's own painting."
The two of them greeted each other, and they were still polite on the front foot, but things changed suddenly on the back foot.
Qian Donglai raised his hand and saw three third-level Binding Talisman. Golden light burst out like three golden chains, covering Fu Qingge.
He wants to win with quality, and the power of the third-level talisman cannot be withstood by the second-level talisman.
Fu Qingge was not in a hurry. He connected his fingertips and used spiritual power as ink to draw seven or eight second-level talismans in one breath. Bound, wind bound, and earth prison were piled up layer by layer, winning by quantity and winning by coordination.
The spiritual light circulated between her fingers, and the talismans were formed one by one, so fast that it was dizzying.
The stage was quickly filled with talismans.
Fire crows, water arrows, lightning, Wind Blade, all kinds of auras exploded into a ball.
Qian Donglai's third-level thunder talisman lowered, the lightning was like a pillar, the table was scorched black, and gravel flew into the air.
Fu Qingge's counterattack was a rain of talismans, which was continuous and the whole arena was shaking. Fire and thunder intertwined, water arrows and Wind Blade flew together, and the colorful aura almost drowned the two figures.
Everyone in the stands was dumbfounded.
"This is not a competition, this is a confrontation with talismans."
"Qian Donglai No matter how rich you are, you can't resist people drawing talismans without spending money."
"Fu Qingge has more spiritual power than Qian Donglai, and it is distributed more carefully. It seems that the chance of winning is very high."
Qian Donglai fights harder and harder. His cultivation level is already low. He usually relies on talismans to hit people, and he can defeat people ten times with one force. Today, he encountered someone who had more talismans than him and could draw talismans faster than him. He was restrained in every way.
When he took out a third-level talisman, Fu Qingge had already thrown out four or five second-level talismans, and with the help of coordination, he suppressed the power of the third level.
Finally, a second-level Fu Qingge Ice Arrow Talisman passed through the talisman rain, and the spiritual light was like a ray of cold light, hitting Qian Donglai's chest.
The life-saving Law Artifact on his body was automatically activated, a layer of golden light spread out, and the ice arrows shattered into ice shards all over the sky, so he was not injured.
Qian Donglai looked down at Spiritual Qi, which was almost empty, and then at Fu Qingge opposite, who was still drawing symbols continuously. He put away the fan, and there was a crisp "snap" sound when the fan bones were closed.
"Miss Qingge's talismans are exquisite, Dong Lai admires her." He cupped his hands in a handsome manner, "I admit defeat."
After a pause, he added, "Miss Qingge, can you give Myriad Treasures Pavilion a discount on the subsequent talismans?"
Fu Qingge laughed out loud and arched his eyebrows, "Easy to say."
The first scene ended. The Golden Core monk in the audience stepped forward and struck a few spiritual lights. The blasted tabletop quickly recovered, and the charred stone surface became as smooth as before.
At first, the ring was strengthened so that the Foundation Establishment monks could not break it no matter what, but as a result, the Rebound force was too strong and the table was too hard, which affected many martial arts skills. The contestants were very resentful, so the organizers had to change back to the current material, and repair it after it was broken.
The deputy sect master of the Nebula Sect spoke up to comment on this scene.
"Fu Qingge is very proficient in the talismans and can use them flexibly." He said, turning his eyes to Qian Donglai, "Qian Donglai, you need to research a combat method that is more suitable for you. High-level talismans alone may not be useful every time."
Qian Donglai clasped his fists in the audience to receive instruction, while Fu Qingge also bowed and looked respectful.
Although Qian Donglai lost, no one came to recruit him. Everyone knew that he would not serve in the government. After Star Selection was over, he went back to take over Myriad Treasures Pavilion.
In the second game, Xiao Zhenyue vs. Lu Qingye.
To everyone's surprise, this was a one-sided game.
Lu Qingye is very strong. The three beasts cooperate with each other tacitly, and ordinary monks can't resist it. But in front of Xiao Zhenyue, they are completely inadequate.
Golden-Winged Eagle dived from a high altitude, folding its wings like a golden lightning bolt, and clawed at Xiao Zhenyue's helmet. Sparks flew everywhere, and the harsh sound of metal friction echoed throughout the venue, but not even a single mark was left on the helmet.
Iron-Armored Rhinoceros crashed into it with a rumble, its four hooves making the table vibrate. Xiao Zhenyue pushed the heavy shield forward with his left arm and held it hard. His feet only moved back half a foot, and the soles of his shoes scratched two white marks on the stone surface.
Jade-Eyed Fox's Illusion Eyes and mental shock had some effect. Xiao Zhenyue's body paused for a moment, and his eyes were distracted for a moment. However, Lu Qingye did not have a strong enough offensive method to catch up with the opportunity at this moment.
When he recovered, Xiao Zhenyue's eyes were even more fierce than before, like a completely angered beast.
Lu Qingye took back the beast, grabbed the long whip and rushed forward.
The long whip was thrown out, and the aura was like a snake, wrapping around Xiao Zhenyue's halberd handle. Xiao Zhenyue swept out the halberd, and the wind howled like a strong wind sweeping away fallen leaves.
Lu Qingye couldn't dodge and was hit on the shoulder. He flew away and fell on the table. He rolled twice before stopping.
He struggled to get up, and the robe on his shoulders was torn and blood was oozing out.
He raised his hand towards the referee and admitted defeat.
Commenting on the stage, it was deputy sect master Nebula Sect who spoke.
"Xiao Zhenyue, your fighting style is very powerful, but you have to pay attention to flexible opponents and magic skills." He said, "Lu Qingye, you need to have more offensive methods."
The two of them responded individually.
The third game, Xie Chen vs. Kong Yu.
Kong Yu is the sword cultivator of the Supreme Splendor Academy. His strength is not weak, almost at the same level as Lin Chuan. But in front of Xie Chen, he is not even a little bit worse.
Xie Chen only produced three swords.
The first sword struck Kong Yu's long sword. The rusty sword collided with Kong Yu's spiritual sword. There was a crisp sound, and Kong Yu felt a wave of Great Strength coming from the sword body. The tiger's mouth went numb, and the long sword almost fell away.
The second sword shattered his protective body Gang Qi and his cassock. The rusty sword passed by, and the spiritual light shattered like paper. Kong Yu's cassock had a crack, and the spiritual light quickly dimmed.
The third sword, the rusty sword was already placed on his neck.
Kong Yu's throat felt cold, and the rough rust on the rusty sword was almost close to his skin. He could even smell the fishy smell of rust. He looked at the rusty sword and simply gave up.
The gap is so big that there are no reviews.
After Kong Yu stepped down, he became a piece of cake.
Several contacts from the city lord's palace rushed forward, handing in names and quotations, so he couldn't move forward. This man had a young background and was a good prospect in the eyes of the major forces.