Immortal Martial Lord

Chapter 37 Fire and water are incompatible

"Junior sister Zhao, please!" Chu Zhan didn't dare to neglect, and raised his hand to Zhao Zirou, and then squeezed the magic formula with his solemn expression. His magic power was fully activated, and a layer of misty fire suddenly enveloped Chu Zhan, and a wave of The hot breath immediately spread out from his body.

"Fire Taoism?" When Zhao Zirou saw the mana fluctuations emanating from Chu Zhan's body, she immediately felt happy, because she herself practiced water-washing Taoism.

The so-called water and fire are incompatible. Among the five elements, water defeats fire. When water-based Taoism is opposed to fire-based Taoism, it has an innate advantage.

But Zhao Zirou's master Yan Xingyun in the audience frowned and murmured: "This Chu Zhan's cultivation level is not low! It seems that there is a tough battle."

"Senior Brother Chu, defeat her!"

"Junior Sister Zhao, let him see how powerful our Zizhu Peak disciples are."

"Wangyue Peak must win!"

"Zizhu Peak will win!"

Before the two of them could fight, the two disciples in the audience started to show their strength. However, in terms of numbers, Wangyue Peak had the upper hand. Therefore, the shouts of the disciples at Wangyue Peak were obviously louder than those at Zizhu Peak.

"Tsk, this is not a competition about whose voice is louder!" Although many Zizhu Peak disciples thought so, they shouted even more vigorously.

At this time, Zhao Zirou squeezed the magic formula with her hands, and waves of ripples visible to the naked eye immediately spread out from her body. It was as if there were waves of transparent waves appearing around her body, turbulent and heavy with water vapor, which distorted everyone's vision. The mana fluctuations produced are no weaker than that of Chu Zhan.

"Fireball Technique!" Chu Zhan shouted softly. As he waved his hands, heavy fire energy surged, and nine large fireballs about one foot in diameter quickly condensed around him. A heat wave surged out, even on the stage. The disciples who were watching the battle also felt extremely hot.

"Go!" Chu Zhan pointed forward, and the nine fireballs immediately turned into nine flames and flew towards Zhao Zirou. The arena suddenly burst into flames and flames.

Before the fireball arrived, the powerful fire energy had already impacted the water curtain in front of Zhao Zirou, causing ripples. This made Zhao Zirou feel a strong sense of oppression.

Gu Fei, who was among the disciples of Zizhu Peak, saw this scene and couldn't help but feel a little worried for Zhao Zirou. Although water can defeat fire, if fire is strong enough, it can also defeat water.

"Both of them are at the sixth level of Awakening Me Realm. It might be a little difficult for Junior Sister Zhao to defeat Chu Zhan." With Gu Fei's current cultivation level at the seventh level of Awakening Me, his eyes have become a lot more vicious. , at a glance, he also guessed the level of cultivation of the two people.

"Canopy!" Nine fireballs smashed in, the space shook, and the air in the arena seemed to be evaporated by the terrifying fire power. The fireballs set off an overwhelming fire, shrouding Zhao Zirou on the opposite side, and blocked it. All the space in front of her made it impossible for her to avoid it. If she retreated, Chu Zhan would launch the next wave of powerful offensive and force her off the ring.

Chu Zhan, a disciple of Wangyue Peak, seems to know some rules on the battlefield. He is ruthless in his actions, seizes the upper hand, and then completely defeats his opponent in one go.

"Use water to break fire, and water will fill the sky and the earth!" Zhao Zirou's expression was extremely solemn. She kept squeezing the magic formula in her hand, and endless water vapor surged out from in front of her, setting off heavy waves, making a rumbling sound, and smashing towards it. The fireball swept away.

"Boom!" The huge waves collided with the sea of ​​​​fire in an instant, and there was a loud bang. The two incompatible forces collided violently. The overwhelming power immediately caused the arena to tremble violently, and it was about to collapse. . The disciples who were watching the battle in the audience immediately made a loud uproar, exclaimed in surprise, and then retreated to a distance, not daring to stay close any longer.

Gu Fei calmly followed the disciples from Wangyue Peak and Zizhu Peak and retreated. However, his brows furrowed. It seemed that such a head-on fight would be somewhat detrimental to Zhao Zirou.

Just when the younger generation of disciples thought that the arena was about to collapse, the arena made of wood suddenly emitted a burst of misty green light, and a vague wave of mana surged out, and the arena suddenly became motionless as a mountain. , no more shaking.

The power of water and fire collided and offset on the stage, and could no longer affect the ring beneath the two of them. The power of water and fire impacted on the ring, and was completely dissolved by the misty green light.

The arena made of wood had obviously been imbued with some kind of magic to ensure that it would not be destroyed during the competition. Although the participants in the competition were all disciples of the younger generation, the power of the Taoist techniques they displayed was not something that ordinary arenas could withstand.

The figures of Zhao Zirou and Chu Zhan moved quickly on the stage, performing their respective Taoist techniques one after another. For a moment, the stage was filled with steam, sending out waves of unbearable heat, and for a while, bursts of cool water came out. gas.

After the two of them had a tough move, they started to fight steadily. The two of them were not in a hurry to win. They wanted to compete with their opponents in Taoist skills first. Zhao Zirou and Chu Zhan are evenly matched in strength, and it is impossible for either one to completely overwhelm the other as soon as they come up.

The loud noise made by the collision of water and fire just now attracted the attention of other branch disciples who were watching the battle on the other side of the arena.

Even Taoist Xuantian, the leader of the Seven Meridians and the leader of the Taixuan Sect, who were sitting high above the steps in front of the square, cast a surprised look at Arena No. 3.

"Junior Brother Long, that girl from your Zizhu Peak is very good!" Taoist Xuantian said to Long Hongxue, the leader of Zizhu Peak, who was sitting next to him.

But Taoist Xuan Cang, the leader of Wangyue Peak, frowned. How brilliant are masters like them? At a glance, it’s clear who wins and who loses.

"Haha! You're rewarded, Senior Brother!" Long Hongxue said with a smile. He felt proud that his disciples could win.

Long Hongxue, the leader of Zizhu Peak, is one of the few leaders of the Seven Meridians who does not use a Taoist title. He has a Taoist name, but when he was young and entering the world of cultivation, he used his real name. On the contrary, few people knew his Taoist name.

In the nine major arenas, except for Zhao Zirou and Chu Zhan in the third arena, who were fighting inextricably for a while, the people competing in the other eight arenas had already decided the winner one after another.

"Are you Gu Fei from Cuiling Peak?" Just as Gu Fei was watching the Supreme Master's battle attentively, a soft voice unexpectedly came from beside him.

"Huh?" Gu Fei quickly turned around and saw a young man in white standing behind him. When Gu Fei saw this young man's face, his eyes lit up. He was a man who could make even beautiful women jealous. The young man was so handsome that he was almost evil, and his appearance was not inferior to that of Zhao Zirou.

"Zi Yu?" Gu Fei was surprised as to why this seemingly weak and graceful young man would come to him.

(End of this chapter)