After a day's rest, the quarterfinals came as scheduled.
There were more people in the stands than in the previous rounds, and their cultivation levels were obviously higher.
Those who can sit here are either the leading figures of the major forces, or sect elders, Aristocratic Clan worshippers, or even worse, some Rogue Cultivator masters with some connections. Ordinary monks are not even qualified to enter and watch the battle, so they can only stand on tiptoe in the outside and watch from a distance.
Thousands of pairs of eyes stared at the ten-foot-square Azure Gold stone arena in the center. Where their eyes met, the air became a little tight.
Eight players sat down in the rest area.
Officials from the Star Selection Bureau came to the stage and announced the rules.
There were four quarter-finals, two in the morning and two in the afternoon. All eyes were focused on the light curtain hanging high above.
The light curtain lights up, and the names of the first scene scroll for a moment and then freeze.
Xie Chen, Fu Qingge.
Xie Chen straightened up from his seat.
He was still wearing the washed-white cloth robe, which he had not changed since the first day he participated in Star Selection. He carried a rusty sword on his shoulder, and the sword was black and rusty, like scrap iron fished out of the mud at the bottom of the river.
He walked towards the ring, his steps unhurried and unhurried, and there was no expression on his face.
To him, it doesn't matter who his opponent is.
Fu Qingge also stood up, her skirt lifted lightly, and she followed briskly. Today she had changed into a moon-white outfit, her cuffs were tied up, her fingers were slender and white, and her fingertips were faintly flowing with spiritual light.
Qin Tiexin sat up straight and looked at it very carefully.
He had already seen Fu Qingge's talisman technique in the last round. His ability to use his fingers as a pen and his spiritual power as ink was able to suppress even Qian Donglai's third-level talisman.
Xie Chen's rusty sword also left a deep impression on him, and the scene of defeating Kong Yu with three swords was still vivid in his mind.
What will be the result of the collision between these two people?
On the stage, Fu Qingge took the lead.
She fluttered her fingers, and the spiritual light in the void condensed into a series of talismans, seven or eight of them in one breath.
Wherever the fingertips passed, the spiritual light condensed and never dispersed, and the talisman was formed at a dizzying speed.
Concealment Talisman disappeared as soon as it hit the ground, leaving only very faint ripples of spiritual power in the air; Gossamer Talisman turned into invisible filaments, densely covering the countertop, covering every inch of space like a spider web.
Wind Binding Talisman and Earth Prison Talisman followed closely behind, and the auras gathered from all sides like chains, sealing the space around Xie Chen layer by layer.
Immediately afterwards, Fire Crow Talisman, Water Arrow Talisman, and Thunder Luring Talisman were thrown out in turn. The spells of the three attributes collided, intertwined, and exploded in the air, turning the entire arena into a chaotic sea of spiritual light.
In the first few rounds, Fu Qingge used this set of combos to take away the opponent.
Even Qian Donglai couldn't stop her intensive bombardment.
Qin Tiexin can clearly see that the combination of Fu Qingge's talismans is more exquisite than the previous round. Fire takes advantage of the wind, water conducts light, and earth seals the movement. They are interlocked and airtight.
Moreover, the direction of those talismans was clearly towards the position of Xie Chen's foot and the position of his left hand. It seemed that they were specially arranged, and the landing point of each talisman was carefully calculated.
Xie Chen is on the website.
He didn't hide.
The rusty sword slipped from his shoulder and fell into his palm. The sword's body was black and rusty, looking out of place in the aura of the sky.
He struck out with his sword.
The black light flashed on the rusty sword, the sword trembled slightly, and an invisible edge shot out. Several Fire Crow Talisman condensed fire crows shattered in the air, and sparks scattered like rain.
The second sword swept across. Water Arrow Talisman The condensed water arrows were all cut off and turned into a puff of water mist, falling down.
The third sword slashed vertically. The lightning caused by Thunder Luring Talisman split from the middle, like a split waterfall. Silver-white electric light splashed to both sides, splitting the table into two scorched black grooves.
Three swords, Fu Qingge destroyed most of the first wave of offensive, and the aura in the sky collapsed between the three swords.
Fu Qingge's complexion changed slightly, but he didn't panic.
She closed her fingers and released a handful of Gossamer Talisman.
Dozens of invisible spiritual threads wrapped around Xie Chen from all directions. At the same time, she retreated violently, kicked off her feet, and opened a distance of several feet. She flicked her ten fingers and drew a new wave of talismans. The spiritual light jumped on her fingertips like flying stars.
Xie Chen's feet finally moved.
He did not cut those spiritual threads, but rushed directly towards Fu Qingge.
The rusty sword was dragged by his side, and the tip of the sword drew a shallow white mark on the table, making a small friction sound.
The steps are not fast, but there is a strange rhythm. Each step falls exactly in the gap of Gossamer Talisman, as if he has already seen through the dragnet laid by the spiritual silk.
The sword body trembled slightly with the pace of Xie Chen, and made a very low hum.
When Fu Qingge retreats, he will advance. When Fu Qingge moves to the left, he will follow the left.
Fu Qingge changed three directions in a row, his steps were quick, his skirt was flying, and he still couldn't get away from him.
The rusty sword was always pointed two feet in front of her. Before the sword's edge reached her, Fu Qingge already felt her skin tightening, and the coldness was like needles, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.
Someone in the stands whispered, "Xie Chen, this Movement Method, it doesn't look good, why can't you get rid of it?"
"What kind of footwork is this? Fu Qingge's Gossamer Talisman can't touch him at all."
Fu Qingge gritted his teeth and refused to retreat.
She slammed her feet on the table, stretched out her fingers, and threw out more than a dozen second-level talismans at the same time.
Golden Armor Talisman and Water Mirror Talisman protect the whole body, and the spiritual light is layered.
Five attack symbols are in the front, and five control symbols are in the back. They are both offensive and defensive, and they progress layer by layer.
She wanted to use this to fight hard and buy time to rearrange the layout.
The aura of the talisman surged, like a colorful wall, pressing towards Xie Chen.
Flame, water arrows, lightning, and Wind Blade intertwined into a gorgeous light curtain, the momentum was terrifying.
Xie Chen keeps walking.
The rusty sword was raised high above the head, and the black rust on the sword trembled, making a low buzzing sound, as if something was awakening under the rust layer.
A very faint gray-black air seeped out from the cracks in the rust, like smoke and mist, wrapping around the blade, and the air around the sword was slightly distorted.
A sword struck down.
The five attack talismans were like paper in front of the rusty sword. The fire crows were scattered, the water arrows were broken, the thunder light was extinguished, Wind Blade was shattered, and the five spiritual lights collapsed in front of the gray and black energy, and they could not hold on for even a moment.
The binding aura of the five control talismans wrapped around the sword. As soon as the aura like golden and silver threads touched the blade, it was rushed by the gray-black energy and broke every inch.
In the blink of an eye, the auras of the last few layers of protective talismans were also split apart.
The first layer Golden Armor Talisman, shattered! The golden armor pieces exploded into a sky full of gold powder.
The second layer Water Mirror Talisman, shattered! The mirror-like aura broke into countless fragments and splashed to both sides.
Fu Qingge's pupils shrank suddenly. Before she could react in time, the rusty sword had already stopped an inch in front of her forehead.
The tip of the sword hung steadily without any trembling. The gray-black energy slowly circulated on the sword, bringing with it a suffocating sense of oppression.
Fu Qingge stared at the rusty sword close at hand. The rough rust almost touched her skin, and a chill penetrated from the tip of the sword into her bones.