Sun's journey to immortality

At noon, the first round of competition ended successfully. A total of sixty monks entered the second round. About half of them were on the seventh level of Qi training, more than ten people on the eighth level of Qi training, and only five people on the ninth level.

The five people at the ninth level of Qi training are also popular candidates to compete for the top three in this competition. Under the temptation of a second-level low-grade spiritual talisman that can be used to save their lives, they will definitely take action with all their strength.

In the second round of drawing lots, Sun Mingzeng drew number 17, and Sun Mingsheng drew number 6.

Sun Mingsheng has no fear at all about competing with Sun Mingsheng. He is just praying that he will never encounter one of the five ninth-level qi-training monks in the second round.

Sun Mingsheng's requirements are not high, as long as he can advance to the top ten and obtain a first-grade high-grade autumn pear fruit.

"Twelfth brother, defeat your opponent and advance to the next round." Before taking the stage, Sun Mingwang cheered him on.

On the stage, there is also an eighth-level qi-training monk from the Geng family. He is dressed in green clothes and has a tall and tall figure, like a green pine.

"Pingyang County, Sun family, Sun Mingsheng has met Taoist friends"

"Zhongshan County, Geng family, Geng Yuming"

The two monks said a simple hello, and the referee presiding over the fight announced the start of the fight.

Facing an eighth-level qi-training monk, Sun Mingsheng had no need to hide anything. He must go all out when he made a move. Only then could he have the possibility of winning the battle.

The fire gathering bottle floated above Sun Mingsheng's head, and with the input of mana, a flame as thick as a monk's thigh spurted out.

And it twisted in the air, turning into vivid fire snakes. It was the combination of the fire gathering bottle and the fire snake technique.

Geng Yuming also had a solemn look on his face, probably because he had observed Sun Mingsheng's performance on the ring before.

Facing the attack from the fire-gathering bottle, he raised his hands, and an aqua-blue wall of water stood firmly in front of him. It turned out to be a water-attribute monk.

This is also extremely normal. There is a spiritual spring in Yuquan Mountain, and the water attribute spiritual power is relatively abundant, making it easier to practice.

Water and fire are incompatible. For the two monks, the competition from this moment on is who is more durable and has stronger magic power.

Water can extinguish fire, but if the fire is strong enough, it can also burn water.

However, from this aspect, Sun Mingsheng, who is at the seventh level of Qi training, is obviously at a disadvantage in the battle.

Dozens of fire snakes directly hit the water wall without hesitation. The mutual consumption of water and fire caused bursts of white smoke to rise and spread over the entire arena.

However, the water wall was still motionless and quite stable. Seeing this, Sun Mingsheng pointed his hands and once again sprayed out a more intense flame from the fire gathering bottle, heading straight towards the water wall.

Naturally, Geng Yuming would not just take a beating without fighting back. It was obviously impossible for him to resist indefinitely with just a wall of water.

A huge water snake composed of a large amount of clear water kept swaying in the air, making a silent roar, and opened its huge mouth to swallow the flames directly.

"Hmph, explode it for me." Sun Mingsheng pointed his hands, and a loud noise was heard. The water snake's body suddenly exploded, turning into streams of water and falling on the ring. The flames naturally disappeared.

Under the influence of this explosive force, the water snake and water wall also disappeared without a trace. In this round of competition, the two monks did not have a clear winner.

The first round, which seemed intense, was also a test. Judging from the results of the tests, they should still be evenly matched.

The faces of Sun Mingsheng and Geng Yuming were also quite grim. No matter who wanted to win this game, it would take a hard fight.

Strike first to gain strength and strike later to suffer disaster. In this kind of evenly matched battle, the fight for the opportunity is particularly important, involving the direction and control of the subsequent battle.

After the two glanced at each other, they launched an attack at the same time. Geng Yuming held his hands in an embrace, and water spiritual farm tools came from all directions, and the spiral columns of water that were rotating continued to take shape.

Sun Mingsheng raised his hands above his head and continued to perform complex spells. Hot spiritual energy flowed upstream in his dantian, and bursts of strange red color kept flashing.

It was said that it was too late and that it was too fast. It did not take much time for the two monks to use their magical powers. In just three or five breaths, a huge water column that kept rotating forward fell from the sky, carrying huge power and scorching heat. Fire-red rocks the size of human heads collided together.

"Rumble" The collision between two powerful first-level spells caused the entire arena to shake.

The light mask formed by the first-order high-grade protective formation on the surface of the arena is also a flash of flickering.

After all, Geng Yuming benefited from his eighth-level Qi training. After the collision and consumption, the water column was still one-third full and directly hit Sun Mingsheng's body.

A mouthful of blood spurted out. Sun Mingsheng's face turned pale and he forcibly controlled his body to stop at the edge of the ring.

"Only cultivation is the foundation. Today we can only rely on spiritual talismans to win." Sun Mingsheng whispered to himself, taking out ten Fire Bird Talisman and ten Fire Snake Talisman from the storage bag with both hands, and sacrificed them at once.

Ten firebirds circled and screamed in the air, and ten fire snakes swam above the ring, attacking from all directions using their numerical advantage.

At the same time, five fire walls quickly formed in front of him, providing a certain amount of defense.

Five first-level medium-grade fire walls can withstand even if the opponent uses a powerful magic weapon.

Facing the attack of a large number of fire birds and fire snakes, Geng Yuming was involuntarily stunned for a moment. Talisman seals were not uncommon, and monks usually used them as auxiliary means during battles.

It is not common to sacrifice twenty first-level middle-grade offensive talismans and five first-order middle-grade defensive talismans at once. This is simply a prodigal act. This attack cost a total of twenty-five pieces of spirit. stone.

An eighth-level qi-training monk can certainly block the attack of a fire bird or fire snake, but when faced with the swarms of fire snakes and fire snakes transformed by spiritual talismans, the outcome of this battle is certain.

The frequent use of magic weapons, water wall techniques, etc. could only provide some buffering effect. In the end, a flaming sword hidden behind it came to rest just inches away from Geng Yuming's throat.

"Pingyang County, the Sun family, Sun Mingsheng wins." As the referee announced the result, the Yanhuo Sword returned to Sun Mingsheng's hands.

This battle was successfully won, and Sun Mingsheng successfully entered the top thirty. He only needed one more victory to complete the task and enter the top fifteen, and have a chance to compete for the top ten.

"Fellow Daoist Sun, this little friend on the stage won with a spiritual talisman. Will there be any spiritual talisman to sacrifice in the next battle?" The Qin family monk from the Flame Cave asked on the side, with a curious look on his face.

"Mingsheng is a talisman seal master. For this Qiuliguo meeting, he should have made some relatively complete preparations." Sun Xunmu was very satisfied with Sun Mingsheng's performance. His appearance this time was completely unexpected. happiness.