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At this time, a large number of red light spots had gathered in front of Wu Gang, and they quickly condensed together and slowly turned into a mini fire dragon. The size of the fire dragon continued to grow, and Wu Gang's face gradually turned pale.

Not long after, a seven or eight feet long red fire dragon floated in front of Wu Gang. Wu Gang's face was extremely pale. Obviously, casting the fire dragon technique required a lot of mana.

"Go." Wu Gang stretched out his hand and gently pointed at Yan Feng on the opposite side.

The red fire dragon twisted its body and pounced on the opposite side with its teeth and claws.

Even though there were several layers of shields, Yan Feng could feel a scorching heat, and a layer of fine sweat oozed from his face.

His face changed, and he hurriedly slapped a few more talismans on his body, and there were several more layers of shields of different colors on his body.

With a loud "boom", the red fire dragon hit the yellow light shield and exploded immediately, turning into a rolling flame that submerged Yan Feng's figure.

Wu Gang reached for the storage bag on his waist, and found two red talismans in his hand. He threw them forward, and with a flash of red light, two giant fireballs the size of water tanks appeared and smashed towards the opposite side.

With two loud "booms", the two giant fireballs smashed into the sea of ​​fire, and the fire suddenly increased. A faint scream could be heard from the sea of ​​fire.

Hearing the screams, Wu Gang did not stop, but took out two more red talismans and was about to throw them out.

"Stop, we lost this round." Zhou Zhenyu said coldly.

As soon as the voice fell, Wu Gang put away the talisman, and the golden light curtain covering the arena disappeared.

Zhou Zhenyu's figure flashed, and he suddenly appeared next to the sea of ​​fire. With a roll of his sleeves, the flames dissipated and disappeared. Yan Feng fell to the ground, his eyes closed, his clothes torn, and his body was charred.

Two disciples of Taixu Sect walked up quickly and carried Yan Feng away.

Shi Yue was shocked when he saw this. It seemed that although it was not a life-and-death fight, there would still be danger.

"Yu Cheng, you go in the second round." Zhou Zhenyu said with a gloomy face. It would be embarrassing for a disciple who was at the eleventh level of Qi training to be defeated by the opponent who was at the tenth level of Qi training.

A man in yellow shirt responded and walked quickly onto the stage. He was at the tenth level of Qi training.

Zhao Xuanji won a game and was in a good mood. He sent out a girl in red with white skin, who was at the tenth level of Qi training.

After the golden light curtain appeared on the stage, the two started fighting.

At the beginning of the competition, Yu Cheng took out a stack of green talismans and threw them to the opposite side. They turned into more than a dozen green wind blades about a foot long and shot towards the red-dressed woman on the opposite side.

The red-dressed woman raised her sleeves, and a green talisman flashed out, turning into a transparent wind wall several feet high, blocking her behind her.

More than a dozen green wind blades hit the green wind wall and flew backwards. Two of them almost hit Yu Cheng.

Yu Cheng took this opportunity to sacrifice two green flying knives about a foot long, bypassing the transparent wind wall and shooting towards the woman in red.

The woman in red slapped the storage bag on her waist with her palm, and a small red shield flew out, rising in the wind and spinning around her quickly. Then, she moved her lips slightly a few times, and a layer of red light curtain emerged close to her body.

The red shield kept flying around the woman in red, protecting her tightly, and the two green flying knives were blocked outside by the red shield.

The woman in red waved her hand, and the transparent wind wall turned into a green talisman, flying back to her hand. She took out a red feather fan from her sleeve and fanned it wildly at the opposite side. One after another, red fireballs the size of watermelons flashed out and quickly shot towards Yu Cheng on the opposite side.

Yu Cheng's face changed, and he quickly took out a stack of colorful talismans and slapped them on his body. With a flash of spiritual light, he suddenly had several light shields of different colors.

At this time, several red fireballs also hit him, turning into a red flame and attached to a layer of yellow light shield.

The woman in red kept waving the red feather fan in her hand, and one red fireball after another flashed out, hitting the yellow light shield one after another, drowning Yu Cheng's figure.

Under the rolling flames, layer after layer of light curtains shattered one after another. Not long after, only a layer of blue light curtain was left on Yu Cheng's body, which was about to shatter.

Yu Cheng took out a yellow round bead the size of a longan from his sleeve, and after injecting magic power, a yellow light flashed, and a thick yellow light curtain emerged, covering him inside.

One red fireball after another hit the yellow light curtain, and the light of the yellow light curtain gradually dimmed. The yellow round bead in Yu Cheng's hand even had several tiny cracks.

Yu Cheng showed a look of distress in his eyes, and after a change of face, he said: "Stop, I give up."

The Huangluozhu in his hand is a medium-grade defensive magic weapon. It has saved his life many times and blocked several powerful attacks. Its defensive performance is not as good as before. If he continues to fight, his medium-grade defensive magic weapon will probably be damaged, which is not what he wants to see.

His attack cannot break the opponent's defense, but the opponent's attack may destroy his defensive magic weapon. After weighing the pros and cons in his mind, he chose to give up.

Not long after, the flames that enveloped Yu Cheng dissipated.

He looked up and saw the woman in red had put away her red feather fan and red shield. Her face was extremely pale, and she looked like she had lost too much mana.

At this moment, Yu Cheng regretted it greatly. If he had known, he would have held on for a while longer. Maybe the other party would have used up all her mana.

"Stupid, hold on for a while longer, and her mana will be exhausted." Zhou Zhenyu rolled his eyes at Yu Cheng and scolded him.

Yu Cheng lowered his head, his face full of guilt.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, you have already lost two games. If you lose another one, you will have to go home." Zhao Xuanji said with a smile, and everyone could see the pride in his eyes.

"Humph, thank you for your reminder, Fellow Daoist Zhao." Zhou Zhenyu snorted and ordered a woman in white: "Guan Hong, you go in the third game."

The woman in white nodded and walked quickly onto the stage. She had the cultivation base of the eleventh level of Qi Refining, and her strength was considered stronger among the few.

This game cannot be lost.

Zhao Xuanji thought for a moment and sent out a dark-skinned, black-faced man with the cultivation of the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

The moment the golden light curtain appeared on the stage, the two started fighting.

The woman in white raised her right hand, and a stack of red talismans flashed out, turning into more than a dozen watermelon-sized red fireballs, which hit the black-faced man opposite.

Seeing more than a dozen red fireballs coming, the black-faced man did not change his expression. He raised his right hand, and a yellow talisman flashed out, turning into a yellow earth wall several feet high, blocking him in front of him.

There was a muffled sound, and seven or eight red fireballs hit the yellow earth wall, and several fist-sized grooves appeared on the yellow earth wall, but the yellow earth wall was intact.

Seeing this, the woman in white directed the remaining red fireballs to bypass the yellow earth wall and hit the black-faced man behind the earth wall.