Above the Immortal Cultivation

After watching the thrilling battle between Bao Nu and Yan Ziyu, Wang Lu's fighting spirit was aroused.

Why should we fear a battle?

At the end of the second round, the top 100 have appeared. Wang Lu and Han Yu have successfully advanced to the next round in the Fu Hall, which makes Bai Yifan so happy that he can't stop smiling and says "mission achieved".

The four of them chatted and laughed: If Han Yu draws a free-of-fight sign again tomorrow, the four of them will give her their best talisman skills.

When Wang Lu was preparing to practice for tomorrow's battle, Liu Chun winked at him, and in shock, the two of them left the rest room.

Liu Chun smiled and said, "Junior brother, you are so lucky. Sister Yaer asked me to bring you a message."

"Senior sister, don't make fun of me. Junior sister Chen and I just know each other, nothing else." Wang Lu replied with a guilty conscience.

Liu Chun's expression of "I don't believe you" made him laugh and cry.

"Sister Yaer asked me to remind you to be careful of Huang Yan."

Liu Chun whispered.

Wang Lu's heart skipped a beat. He and he had almost no conflict, so why should he be careful?

However, according to Chen Yaer's attitude towards him, he should be more cautious when he meets this person.

"Thank you for your reminder, I understand."

Wang Lu clasped his fists and said.

"Okay, I won't disturb you from your meditation. You must strive to show your talent in the Futang. I am optimistic about you and Sister Yaer."

Liu Chun smiled with her mouth covered.

Hearing her words, Wang Lu was speechless.

On the third day, the competition went as planned, with 100 to 50. The crowd of spectators had been waiting around the eight arenas early, with different opinions and excitement.

Up to now, the finalists are basically all in the late stage of foundation building, only Wang Lu's cultivation is not enough, but he has more talismans, which also makes up for the difference in strength.

Everyone was excitedly speculating about the battle of the 100 to 50. Most of them mentioned: Xu Kui, Chen Yaer, Huang Yan, Bao Nu, He Chan, Yan Yan, Yang Jie, Liu Chen, Zhang Yuqin... Wang Lu was rarely mentioned.

The draw began, and Wang Lu drew number 40. He couldn't help but mutter to himself, will the next draw be number 41?

One hundred and one people came forward one after another, and in the end, the magical thing was that number 51 had not been drawn.

At this time, only Zhang Yuqin and Han Yu had not drawn, which means that the lucky one would be one of the two.

Everyone held their breath and stared. Zhang Yuqin, who was as delicate as jade, smiled and walked to the draw. After a while of groping, she took out a number 13 jade stick from the box.

Seeing Zhang Yuqin draw number 13, a series of thunderous cheers suddenly broke out, as if they had drawn it themselves, and they were all shouting and cheering for Han Yu's good luck, and they were very excited.

Han Yu was even more unbelievable, and covered his mouth tightly with both hands.

This time, all the doubters were completely shut up. She didn't even pull out a puff, so how could she fake it?

Sect Master Liu An personally came out and rewarded her with a Guiyuan Pill.

Liu An laughed and gave her a look of encouragement and continued efforts. Han Yu was still a little confused and took the Guiyuan Pill tremblingly. Everyone shouted like crazy.

Seeing this, Bai Yifan, who was sitting on the second floor, laughed wildly and picked up a bottle of spirit wine on the table and drank it "gulp", "gulp", "gulp".

"The competition of 100 to 50 officially begins." Chen Zhu announced with a smile.

Sixteen cultivators stood on their respective stages.

On the Bing stage, Huang Yan looked at his opponent with a smile. His opponent was the glamorous twin sisters Pan Wu and Pan Shuang from Meng Pavilion.

Pan Shuang said, "Please show mercy, Senior Brother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pan Wu released a fire feather fan. With a fan, a fire eagle appeared, hissed, and rushed straight to Huang Yan.

Huang Yan took out a green spirit sword steadily and slashed it into the void. A green sword shadow whistled out, and in a few breaths, the fire eagle was chopped into pieces.

Suddenly, a sound of the zither sounded. Pan Shuang embraced the pipa without knowing when, and her jade hands kept plucking. The tone was sometimes high and sometimes low, and hundreds of sharp sound blades appeared in the air, sweeping towards Huang Yan.

"Interesting."

Huang Yan said softly.

"Come."

He kept pinching his fingers, and soon a huge yellow handprint condensed in the air, grabbing the sound blade.

Pan Wu and Pan Shuang exchanged glances, performed magic, and the two spiritual weapons merged into one.

The fire feather fan kept spinning in front of the pipa. Pan Wu joined in plucking the pipa with both hands. The sound of the pipa suddenly became passionate and high-pitched. One by one, fire eagles appeared. The sky above the arena was soon filled with fire eagles, and the murderous aura rushed towards Huang Yan.

Huang Yan's face became serious. The green spirit sword floated across his chest. He quickly injected a series of magic formulas into the sword. The green spirit sword sank down little by little, as if it was carrying a mountain.

When the last magic formula was poured into the sword body, the green spirit sword suddenly burst into green light, and a green mountain appeared. It was bounced by the sword body and lost its shadow.

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

The fire eagles flew not far away, and were hit by the whistling green mountain and collapsed one after another. There were continuous crackling and explosions, and in an instant, it turned into a sky full of red light.

Everyone in the audience was stunned. Such a miraculous feat was rare.

When all the fire eagles were cleared, Huang Yan pointed the spirit sword at Pan Shuang and the other two, and the green mountain was about to fall from the sky.

The two of them seemed to be pressed down by a huge force of ten thousand pounds, their hair was disheveled, and they wanted to move their bodies but had no way.

Seeing the huge mountain pressing down on them, the two of them hurriedly admitted defeat.

Huang Yan didn't seem to be relaxed either, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

By this time, there was a wonderful battle in every arena. The two sides were displaying magic weapons one after another, with constant magical powers and various magical skills, which dazzled the monks watching the battle in the audience and kept cheering.

In the afternoon, at Shen Shi time, it was Wang Lu's turn to appear.

His opponent is Liu Hang, the number one master in the Liu family's foundation-building period.

Liu Muyan on the second floor saw that Liu Hang's opponent was Wang Lu from Futang, and secretly glanced at Bai Yifan.

But his nonchalant expression made her angry.

Hehe, in fact, in his heart, he was not optimistic that Wang Lu could win.

Liu Hang, who was around twenty-five years old, had an expressionless face and a calm expression, quietly observing his opponent Wang Lu.

He knew that he could not underestimate anyone, otherwise the outcome would be very tragic.

Seeing Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, Wang Lu knew he had met a master.

"Senior Brother Liu is right. On the lower road, you must also know my methods. If you can survive my talisman attack, then I will admit defeat."

Wang Lu gets straight to the point.

"Junior brother, please."

After saying that, he released a sparkling defensive weapon and at the same time took out an earthy yellow stick-shaped spiritual weapon.

Without saying a word, Wang Lu threw a hundred or so talismans at Liu Hang. The power of a hundred or so elementary and intermediate talismans had exceeded the limit of the foundation building stage.

Liu Hang's expression moved slightly, and the spiritual stick in his hand kept dancing. One birth is two, two is birthing four, four is birthing eight, eight is birthing sixteen...In an instant, hundreds of stick shadows gathered together, and Wang Lu's spiritual talisman was in the air. There was a close encounter in the air, and the stick shadows and talismans continued to dissipate.

Wang Lu smiled slightly, and greeted him with more than a hundred talismans and seals, like arrows from the string, faster than lightning.

Liu Hang's face looked a little ugly, his hands danced wildly, and stick shadows rushed to support him.

Wang Lu kept throwing talismans and seals, and in a short while, more than a thousand talismans and seals were consumed by him.

The two formed a stalemate, but Liu Hang's mana obviously dropped sharply. He didn't know how many talismans Wang Lu still had. If this continued, the only way for him would be failure.

As he muttered something in his mouth, his muscles suddenly stretched, veins popped out, and his whole body grew in size like a giant spiritual god. The spiritual stick in his hand also became thicker. At this time, he had surpassed Exceeding the scope of the Foundation Establishment Stage, the power of the Golden Core Stage burst out from the body, making the whole person look majestic and intimidating.

He held the stick with both hands and blasted it out. The talismans in the sky suddenly exploded and disappeared in a flash.

"drink."

When Wang Lu saw this, his hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, and he waved them away.

Three hundred talismans rose into the sky at the same time, instantly surrounding Liu Hang, spreading a power that far exceeded the foundation building stage.

"Ha ha."

Liu Hang laughed wildly, summoned all his magic power, and shouted, "Stop."

The talisman that was about to explode stopped instantly, and disappeared into ashes with a blow of the stick.

However, the moment Liu Hang stopped laughing, five hundred talismans suddenly appeared around him.

"ah......"

A burst of screams came out, but when it came out, the yellow spiritual stick broke through the siege of the talisman in a flash, and smashed towards Wang Lu's head with lightning speed, sweeping across thousands of troops.

"What!"

Bai Yifan, who was paying attention to the battle situation on the second floor, saw the spirit stick suddenly coming out and was about to make a strong comeback. He shouted and rushed to the ring.

However, he was suppressed by Yan Jiao beside him, his eyes revealed a strange light and said: "Brother Bai, don't worry, your disciples are safe and sound. The moment the staff came, he suddenly moved fifteen feet away and avoided this comeback." "Hi, your journey to the throne is not easy."