I conquer the cultivation world by drawing cards

Chapter 51 Daoxiu, a Ranged Mage

——Or a mage player who prefers to attack from a distance?

Su Changqing felt the strong Golden Core Stage aura from the visitor the moment he jumped onto the stone platform.

The person who came didn't carry any weapons, and his face was between a teenager and a young man. He looked older than Xiao He's little kid, and his body was slimmer and thinner than that of the previous sword cultivator disciple.

It is very suitable for the identity of a long-distance attack mage with thin skin and fragile blood.

Standing on the stage, the "mage-type" contestant of Jindan period is very handsome and handsome, as soft as the moon in spring, his eyes are as clear as washing, clean and pure, he bends his eyes friendly towards Su Changqing and smiles warmly and brilliantly , he couldn't help revealing two clearly visible dimples, which instantly weakened the powerful momentum carried by many Jindan stage realms.

The weak willow Fufeng girl also bent her eyes and smiled back, but a trace of solemnity could not help appearing in her heart.

——Although the person I saw in front of me looked like a weak scholar, judging from the solid and heavy state fluctuations on his body, he was undoubtedly the most outstanding ascetic among his peers, even Xiao He This battle madman is probably inferior to him in this regard.

"Chen Yihe."

"Su Changqing."

The two each took a look at each other before bowing to each other and exchanging names, and then the two attacked at the same time.

But seeing Chen Yihe waved his sleeve robe, pursed his lips, and then formed a seal with his hands, and seemed to say something in his mouth——

Go up and down, get up, kill!
In an instant, a bright stream of starlight suddenly shot up into the sky, and in an instant, the stream of starlight bursting at Su Changqing with immense power, its momentum was quite astonishing.

——Is he a Daoist?
Su Changqing frowned slightly, making a judgment on this person's "occupation" in her heart. Under the reflection of sparks, her face became paler and almost transparent, but a red line was drawn on the center of her lips, like a smear of cinnabar dotted on rice paper , and then not to be outdone, the long stick twirled in his hand.

Immediately, the horizontal stick was swept away, the wind of the stick was extremely fierce, the tip of the stick suddenly penetrated, and a thunder mark was quickly condensed, and the thunder flashed suddenly, meeting the blatantly attacking stars and streams of fire.

The fire flashed, and the thunder flashed.

The Jinglei Seal collided with the Starlight Flowing Fire, and an extremely powerful impact suddenly erupted, and the momentum was astonishing.

Dang even caught the attention of the elders in the stands.

"Isn't that Nephew Yihe?"

"Looking at how smooth and unpredictable his Dao Jue is, and the flow of fire in one hand makes it so exquisite, I am afraid that his mastery of Dao Jue has reached a perfect state."

"I didn't expect his opponent to be that Martial Nephew Su. Even though Martial Nephew Su's morality is a little lower, he has the blessing of summoned beasts. It's hard to say whether he will win, but this is really a fight..."

The elder of Zhuyue Peak stroked his precious beard, his eyes fell on Su Changqing's stone platform, and he couldn't help sighing.

And Sixiang Peak's Zhang Feng Ning, who was sitting slack, hooked his lips, smiled brightly, and took the unfinished words of Elder Zhuyue Peak:

"This competition is really worth watching."

Immediately, the tone of the words that concealed excitement changed:
"After all, Master Nephew Yihe has practiced more than just Taoism..."

The unfinished words rolled on the lips, but in the end they still didn't fall, and the owner of the voice looked meaningfully at the dean sitting at the head.

Nephew Yihe is the only disciple of this sect who cultivates both sects.

And that Martial Nephew Su is also a double-cultivator of stick art and summoner, tsk tsk, I have to say, this competition is really interesting.

The dean naturally saw the competition on the stone platform, but he didn't think too much about it.

This is nothing to think about, after all, one is his apprentice and the other is his nephew, and he is happy whichever wins.

And he knows Yihe, this kid doesn't value winning or losing, he just enjoys the process of fighting, even if he loses, it's impossible for him to have any impact on his state of mind.

Not even happy about it.

So when he noticed Ning Wang's "watching a good show" look, he just gave him a light glance.

Dear brothers, this dean will not care about you.

Peak Lord Ning Huang's long and narrow eyes were full of smiles, seemingly careless, but in fact his eyes never moved away from the stone platform.

Nephew Yihe is indeed very talented in Taoism cultivation. If he hadn't cultivated a higher talent in another discipline, he would be very suitable to join their Four Phase Peak. However, even if he wanted Nephew Yihe to vote for them four Xiangfeng, the dean is definitely not willing to let him go.

Pity.

And another...

His eyes turned around at Su Changqing, and after entering the Wenxuan sect, he practiced stick techniques, and he was also a summoner with outstanding talent.

Ning Wang thought of the former Master Wenxuan of the Nineteen States of Frost and Frost, who never expected that with his lonely and reticent temperament, he would teach his disciples, and he taught them well.

It was beyond their expectations.

He smiled deeper, even though this nephew Su's Taoism is limited, but his stick skills are extraordinary, coupled with the bonus of the summoned beast, the winning rate is not low, maybe there is a chance to take advantage of the situation.

However, Nephew Yihe and Nephew Su both cultivated both disciplines, so when facing Nephew Yihe, who was also blessed by foreign objects, I am afraid that Nephew Su might still be defeated.

And Ning Wang's thoughts were exactly what most of the elders in the stands were thinking. The outcome was really going to be discussed, and Chen Yihe's chances of winning were indeed greater.

At this moment, Su Changqing, who was fighting with others, didn't know the twists and turns in the hearts of the elders sitting on the altar at this moment.

She spins a long stick, her body is like an ape climbing up and down, her eyes are like a civet cat grabbing a mouse, and her steps are like a rooster fighting bravely, swinging, splitting, tapping, and picking up the long stick. Suddenly, it was like a violent storm, dense but not sparse, sweeping past one after another.

Chen Yihe noticed that the attack was becoming more and more compact, and his heart immediately trembled. He moved his footwork, and his body suddenly moved to the side, carefully avoiding the attack.

At the same time, his hands fluttered like butterflies, and he quickly typed out a series of complicated formulas.

"Up and down, main palace, decision!"

In an instant, streams of starlight streams of fire condensed, clear and clear, and spread out in an instant, hitting Su Changqing suddenly!
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