C42 He picked up a rock and threw it at his own foot
"It's nothing, money is nothing to Martial Uncle. If you want it, I'll give it to you next time." "Thank you, Martial Uncle."
"Little brat, what you said just now was the right choice. Although my ten High-grade Spirit Stone s are precious, the first thing you did was to get rid of me and get rid of me for a hundred thousand low-rank soul stones, right?" Heh heh, Martial Uncle, how could I? "
Chu Xieyun was very happy that he had spent so much money, and he silently thought in his heart, "Shangguan, I'm making money again." "What kind of money are you making, aren't you enough to use it?" "The more the merrier. I won't tell you about it anymore. There's still a competition tomorrow, so I'm going to cultivate." "Alright, if you win tomorrow, then you will have all five elements. Do well." "Yes!"
Time flew by and the next day, Dan Qiantu and Guo Bufan came to find him again, "Let's go. Today, this young master will show you my true abilities." "Okay," Guo Bufan was obviously very nervous. After all, the other party was very strong and involved a large amount of money, so he naturally prayed for Chu Xieyun to win.
At this moment, the audience below the stage was fully filled with people. Naturally, everyone had come to watch the last day of the competition. On the contrary, the large clans and large sects did not have many people present. "Uncle-master, why is it that no one from the sect comes?" Anyone above the Mortal Realm would have gone to the Heaven Dou Sword Arena, which is much more important than this. Why would there be someone here!? "
"Martial Uncle, when I came, I heard that only cultivators below the Mortal Realm could participate in this competition. Why did it change to someone under 100 years of age now?" This is still not because the Chen family is crafty, thinking that if a group of young experts under the age of a hundred were to use the Heaven Dou Qi Sword, the remaining Chen Ying would be the strongest, I never would have expected that. "
"Martial Uncle, can you call it lifting a rock to smash your own foot?" Your description is very fitting. Hahaha, well said. "
The uncle and nephew continued to play around for a while, only to see that Zhao Lei and Bei Chengxue were already prepared, and quickly kept their words to themselves, in order to carefully observe the competition.
Bei Chengxue's white clothes were as white as snow, giving off a cold feeling, and Zhao Lei's manly righteousness made the scene even hotter. The atmosphere of the battle between the two was extremely good, most people thought that the champion would be one of them, but of course, they did not know that someone was disguising himself as a pig to eat tigers.
On the stage, "Bei Chengxue, why have you come here to fight with me? Have you forgotten that we have an engagement?" Marriage contract? Not to mention that I don't even admit to this engagement, so what if there's an engagement? Could it be that with a marriage contract, they could no longer fight over it? "What kind of logic is this?" Alright, Bei Chengxue. I can't win against you, but today, I must make you obediently submit to me. " "Hmph, then let's do it."
"Sword Finger Long Long" Zhao Lei was the first to make a move, sending out a treasure sword that turned into a fire dragon that went straight for Bei Chengxue. The temperature of the fire dragon was extremely high, even the spectators below were very excited, "This Zhao Lei, he knows that Bei Chengxue practices an ice attribute cultivation technique, so he specializes in using the red dragon to deal with him. Chu Xieyun didn't forget to be surprised.
Bei Chengxue, who was on the stage, remained expressionless. He cut the dragon head in half with a single slash, as if he did not expend any energy on it. Bei Chengxue, very good, I never thought that you would also be so powerful. " Zhao Lei quickly changed his strategy and swam around quickly, forming a gossipy image around him. The "Yin Yang Eight Trigram Formation" originally belonged to Zhao Lei as he moved quickly to draw the formation, but due to its speed being too fast, Bei Chengxue was trapped inside before he could even react, and his spirit energy was running out bit by bit.
"Bei Chengxue, just give up, and I will take my place." You don't have the qualifications to make me admit defeat. Snowflakes covered the sky. The clear sky slowly snowflakes fell, bringing a beautiful scenery to everyone, but everyone knew that this beautiful scenery was filled with killing intent. Every snowflake was more deadly than any flying sword. Tens of thousands of snowflakes bombarded the Yin-Yang Eight Trigram Formation together. However, the effect was very poor. Even though the formation had been slightly loosened, it could not be damaged at all.
"F * ck, there are also f * cking gossip here. That girl is in danger now." "Martial Nephew, you seem to understand it quite well." "No, no. Let's keep watching."
On the stage, Bei Chengxue's expression finally changed as beads of sweat dripped down. "Whoosh whoosh whoosh." Immediately, the temperature of the snow and wind on the stage dropped to over a hundred degrees below zero, and naturally would not let the learning that had gathered into the bombardment formation of a large giant punch by a single punch succeed. He immediately turned his flying sword into a myriad of snow giants, and the seemingly enormous giant was actually extremely nimble, and did not even manage to stab himself with a single sword. "Snow Ice Tooth" Immediately, thousands of snow cones smashed onto Zhao Lei. "Damn, what is this?" Zhao Lei was puzzled, because once his cultivation had achieved great heights, he would not be afraid of this kind of protective gale. He was stunned for a moment and suddenly saw all the snow cones pierce into the Snow Giant's body. In an instant, the Snow Giant swelled up and broke the Eight Trigram Formation with a single kick. Zhao Lei, die. "
After escaping from the Yin Yang Eight Trigram Formation, Bei Chengxue shot an arrow at Zhao Lei with the Frost Bow. Zhao Lei hurriedly used all his might to spin the Soaring Cloud Seven Steps, but unfortunately, it was not at the stage of cultivation yet, and being unable to withstand too many arrows was also a result of a few of his body's bodies, almost losing the ability of the protective qi barrier.
Although Zhao Lei had been hit by a few arrows, he still relied on his speed to arrive in front of Bei Chengxue. Bei Chengxue quickly reacted and used an arrow as a spear, using the two weapons as a weapon, and in the blink of an eye, he had already exchanged over ten moves, and it was difficult for them to be evenly matched. Bei Chengxue used thirty percent of his strength in this palm attack to firmly hit Zhao Lei's body. The protective aura around his body completely collapsed and Zhao Lei was unable to endure it any longer as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhao Lei, who had stood up, quickly brandished his sword. For a moment, within a distance of ten meters from him, it flickered with a dazzling golden light, which formed into a burst of astonishing sword aura. Just as the words "Frozen Snow" fell, they saw that all around Bei Chengxue had turned into layers and layers of extremely hard ice, tenaciously resisting the golden sword aura. The two of them clashed for a while, then saw that Zhao Lei was struggling to support the ice spikes that suddenly appeared on the ground below him. Ah! The ice spikes were incomparably hard and Zhao Lei was currently concentrating on condensing his sword aura. He wasn't prepared and his breath was completely disrupted and he once again spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the host still had not reacted, the people below the stage who were suppressing Bei Chengxue were cheering enthusiastically. The people who were betting on Zhao Lei were naturally dejected and hated themselves for betting on the wrong treasures. It was only then that the host woke up from his daze and unwillingly announced "Bei Chengxue is victorious". The crowd below the stage immediately erupted, and the host looked like he wanted to eat the person, regretting that he had bet all his savings to Zhao Lei last night. There was still a group of people below the stage who were not scolding Zhao Lei, but their expressions were even more plentiful than the others. Chu Xieyun could tell with a glance that they were members of the Chen Family.
