C156 Yu Wenlang and Ling Zehong

After the match between Mingsi and Ziming ended, another match was carried out on the Martial Dais. At this moment, Mingsi was sitting on the seat outside the arena, taking three or four medicinal pills prepared by the academy, and then quietly circulating his cultivation to adjust his breathing.

There were two familiar figures clashing and fighting on the martial arena. Those two people were precisely Yuwen Lang and Ling Zehong.

"What a coincidence, the four of us actually fought in the first two matches. " Mingsi looked at the battle in the arena and sighed slightly.

"Mingsi, who do you think will win between the two of them?" Chen Ziming asked.

"What do you think?" Mingsi asked back.

"It should be Ling Zehong. His spells are almost flawless. " Chen Ziming watched the two fight for a long time before he said.

Mingsi nodded, but pursed his lips and said, "It's hard to say. Yuwen Lang's fighting awareness is also very strong. Besides, I have a feeling that he still has a lot of powerful trump cards in his hands. "

Mingsi recalled the days when he fought with Yuwen Lang in the Heavenly Tower's trial space. At that time, Yuwen Lang had given him a feeling that he had seen a lot of things, and he had a lot of valuable items in his hands. Even the spells he used were very powerful. Not long ago, Yuwen Lang had given Mingsi a secret technique of spiritual energy. It might not be easy to deal with someone who had some things in his possession.

"Actually, I'm not too sure either, but we'll know when we look at it. " Chen Ziming rubbed his head.

The battle continued for a long time. The two of them competed in movement techniques and spiritual energy, and they even fought in close combat from time to time. However, after watching for a long time, they realized that each of their moves had their own merits, and it seemed like their strengths were about the same.

"His spiritual energy utilization is extremely adept, and every attack he makes will cause the damage to be reduced to the minimum!" Ling Zehong thought quickly in his heart, and he kept casting spells in his hands.

On the other side, Yuwen Lang's expression was also very serious, "His brain is very good, and normal methods can't hurt him at all. I have to quickly deal with him, or else it'll be bad for me if this drags on. "

Then, Yuwen Lang suddenly jumped high into the sky, with both hands holding each other. Spiritual Qi surged, and a huge wave fell from the sky.

"Profound Water Restriction, Nine Heavens Wave!"

"It's this move!" Many people in the audience exclaimed when they saw this huge wave. They had a very deep impression of this move.

"I wonder how Ling Zehong should respond?" The students widened their eyes. It was as if they were at the bottom of the wave.

Ling Zehong looked up at the sky. At this distance and with this speed, he could no longer retreat to the side. He saw that both his legs were on the horse, and as he flipped his palms, he suddenly pushed them upwards.

"Great Rock Art!"

A thick earthen yellow Spiritual Qi quickly condensed in the air above Ling Zehong, and then formed a rock wall, enveloping his entire area.

At the same time, a huge wave came crashing down and hit the rock wall. Water splashed in all directions.

Ling Zehong's eyes focused, and then he used this buffer to quickly rush to the side. At the same time, he reached out his hand to withdraw a portion of the spiritual energy from the rock wall. Following that, the rock wall gradually became unstable. Under the impact of the water waves, it slowly melted and finally turned into a pile of soft cement that fell onto the martial arts field.

From the looks of it, it seemed like Ling Zehong didn't want to fight Yuwen Lang head on, which was why he interrupted the spell. But when Yuwen Lang saw this scene, he frowned.

"There's no reason for it to break apart. Although my spiritual energy is stronger than his, the earth and water in the five elements counter each other. There's no need for him to interrupt the spell. " Yuwen Lang descended from the sky and was about to roll forward to cushion the impact, but he found that a puddle of mud had already started flowing down his feet.

"Not good!" Yuwen Lang was startled. He hurriedly jumped away. At the same time, spiritual energy surged out from under his feet. He wanted to disperse the cement under his feet, but a voice rang out, causing his heart to tremble.

"Gold Binding Bind!" Ling Zehong's palm grabbed through the air, and the cement under Yuwen Lang's feet that had jumped into the air suddenly emitted a trace of golden light. At this time, the cement on the ground had already flowed through half of the martial arts field, and there was also a shining golden light on it.

The golden shining cement suddenly rose up and quickly flew towards the bottom of Yuwen Lang's feet. Clusters of golden cement hit Yuwen Lang's body and gradually wrapped around his legs.

"Bang!"

A heavy feeling filled the air and Yuwen Lang was instantly pulled down by the weight of the cement. He stood up, but he found that he could not move his feet at all.

Yuwen Lang finally understood what had happened. Ling Zehong had used water and earth to fuse into mud, and the earth, which had fused with his second element of metal spiritual energy, had attached itself to his body, temporarily binding him.

Such a situation was extremely dangerous in the competition, and it was very easy for his opponent to seize the opportunity and defeat him.

But even so, Yuwen Lang did not panic too much. Instead, he shouted loudly. At the same time, a spiritual light appeared on his upper body. After it was piled up, it pressed down and actually stopped the spreading of the golden cement. But at this moment, his body was no longer able to move from his knee down.

"Look, that Yuwen Lang has been hit! He is at a disadvantage, I'm afraid he is going to lose. " When the crowd saw this scene, many of them started cheering for Ling Zehong. Some of them even started cheering because of Yuwen Lang's arrogant attitude.

"Yuwen Lang is just so-so. "

"Trash. He should have lost long ago. "

All kinds of noises entered their ears, but at this moment, Yuwen Lang did not seem to be affected. He looked at Ling Zehong, who was rushing over, and quickly thought of a plan.

Ling Zehong didn't directly shoot a one-way spell at Yuwen Lang, because Yuwen Lang's dimensional crack could move the spell away. With a wave of his palm, the sky was filled with rocks that rained down on Yuwen Lang from all directions.

"This time, you won't be able to move your dimensional crack away!"

Yuwen Lang suddenly opened his eyes. Then, with a wave of his hands, a ball of water appeared and surrounded his body.

Ling Zehong saw that Yuwen Lang was covered by the water and his spirit energy immediately became stronger. The rain of sand and stones became even more violent and smashed towards Yuwen Lang.

"Knock knock knock. "

The stone smashed into the water, making a dull sound. The water screen also gradually became thin. Finally, it could not hold on any longer, and fell down with a loud bang. At this moment, Yuwen Lang's position had completely turned into a pool of mud. However, there was a figure half-kneeling in the mud. It was so muddy that one could not see his figure clearly.

At this moment, the sky was filled with flying stones.

"He can't escape!" Ling Zehong was delighted. Sure enough, the next moment, countless flying stones smashed onto the figure.

"Puah Puah Puah!" But in the next moment, Ling Zehong saw a strange scene. The flying stones had actually pierced through Yuwen Lang's body and landed on the field behind him.

"Impossible!" Ling Zehong was stunned for a moment. Didn't that mean that Yuwen Lang had been killed?

"No!" Ling Zehong's heart suddenly shook, but just as he was about to react, a spatial crack opened up behind him. Yuwen Lang's figure jumped out from it, and then he thrust his palm towards Ling Zehong's back.

"It's over!"

Ling Zehong did not have time to react. The scene changed so fast that he paused for a second. This time, Yuwen Lang seized the opportunity and sent him flying with a palm strike. Under such an advantageous situation, Yuwen Lang's magic was crazily attacking. Ling Zehong could not resist in time and was eventually sent out of the arena.

"Phew. " Yuwen Lang let out a heavy breath. His chest heaved up and down.

Although Ling Zehong was knocked out of the field, he was not seriously injured. After all, they were students from the same class, and Mingsi was a good friend. Yuwen Lang did not hit him hard. He just used the force to push him out of the field.

At this moment, Ling Zehong stood up from the ground and shook his head with some regret. He looked at the pool of water in the field and saw the figure covered in cement slowly disappear. He felt a wave of regret in his heart.

"It really is a clone. . . "

When Yuwen Lang's water curtain was broken by him just now, Yuwen Lang, who was inside, had already broken free from the bindings of the golden cement and used a spatial crack to teleport behind him.

It was not difficult for Yuwen Lang to create a clone. This kind of clone, which was formed using water spiritual qi, only had a shape. However, it was also very practical to use it cleverly in battle. This was exactly what Ling Zehong did not expect. Yuwen Lang used this cleverly and used this illusion to make his reaction hesitate. From there, he grabbed the opportunity to block, and sent him out of the arena with a series of moves.

Yuwen Lang walked to Ling Zehong's side and patted him on the shoulder. He said, "Your use of the golden cement is very clever. At that moment just now, I almost thought that I was going to lose. "

Yuwen Lang's expression was somewhat serious. "If your cultivation base was a little higher and you learned the Golden Earth Gravity Technique, I'm afraid that you would have been able to forcefully crush my lower body. "

"Why would I use such a method? Ling Zehong waved his hand and smiled, "A loss is a loss. " I am convinced about this. "

Yuwen Lang nodded and did not say anything else. After that, the two of them left the arena.

When they returned to the audience area, Mingsi and the others quickly went forward to express their condolences.

"The fight was very exciting, very satisfying!" Chenwei said with a smile.

Liu Junyan stepped forward quickly and used a flame to evaporate the water vapor on their bodies. Mingsi waved his wind to blow away the dust on their bodies.

"This is much better. Come, let's continue watching the competition. " Mingsi covered his mouth and said with a smile.

Yuwen Lang looked at Ling Zehong and found that there were no traces of mud on Ling Zehong's body. However, Ling Zehong's hair was blown up by Mingsi.

"Hahahaha! Yuwen Lang couldn't help but laugh.

However, Ling Zehong, who was standing opposite of him, also covered his mouth and laughed wildly, because Yuwen Lang, who was in Ling Zehong's eyes, also had an explosive head on his head.

After that, both of them seemed to have realized something. They each took out a mirror and looked at it. After that, both of them let out furious roars.

"Hwang Mingsi!!" The two of them turned their heads and prepared to settle the score with Mingsi, but they discovered that Mingsi had already moved far away and disappeared without a trace.