Chronicles of Celestial Origins

Everyone gathered in the attic and heard Ouyang Qian's voice: "The second round of competition begins now, the first group..."

Yesterday's draw had already decided the two sides and the order of appearance. As soon as Ouyang Qian finished speaking, eight disciples had already left the attic and arrived at the competition venue with their magic weapons.

Because there were two disciples who were favorites to win the championship in this group of competitions, the flag-waving and shouting on the bluestone steps on the east and west sides was very noisy. Many disciples who had placed heavy bets on Jiang Yuhuan and Chen Da shouted especially hard.

Everyone was leaning on the railings, their eyes focused on venues No. 1 and No. 2.

Venue No. 1 is Ren Jing versus Jiang Yuhuan.

The second venue is Qian Jian versus Chen Da.

The two sides bowed to each other and backed away, and then the fight began. In the No. 1 venue, Ren Jing took the lead in attacking. He used a saw gear that split into more than ten handles in the air and attacked Jiang Yuhuan from different directions.

Jiang Yuhuan jumped and moved among more than a dozen gleaming saw gears, easily dodging the double-team attack of the saw gears with ease.

Ren Jing's methods were not weak, and he used many high-level spells at his fingertips. He tried to catch Jiang Yuhuan's figure in conjunction with the attack of saw gears, but he was dodged every time, and his figure could only be seen flickering in the entire venue. Now, come and go like the wind.

On the contrary, the attacking party looked pale, and the many high-level spells he cast were unable to hold him back, which consumed a lot of his spiritual power.

Ren Jing controlled the saw gear, forced his figure, formed a seal with his hands, and used the earth-covering claws. Four feet-long palms suddenly stretched out from the ground and merged into one, wrapping Jiang Yuhuan in an airtight seal. , grab him.

As a result, his huge palm was smashed into pieces by his punch, and Ren Jing gave in without any further struggle.

On the other side, Chen Da ended earlier. Qian Jian was not even as strong as his opponent Zhou Tong in the previous round and was easily defeated by him.

The other two groups also finished one after another, and after another competition, it was Tangning's turn to take the field.

After hearing Ouyang Qian call out the list of players, he drove his flying sword to the No. 1 venue.

The two stood face to face, Fang Jieren sneered.

After bowing to each other and retreating, the referee waved his hand, and Fang Jieren attacked him, forming seals with his hands, and the eight-foot-long wind blade condensed in mid-air and slashed towards him.

Tang Ning's eyes narrowed. This Fang Jieren actually possessed the wind spiritual root. When he saw the wind blade coming, he retreated violently. He formed seals in his hands and raised earth walls on all sides to block the attacks from all directions. Feng Ren shrank and hid into the ground, trying to repeat his old trick and catch him off guard.

When Fang Jieren saw him performing the Painting Ground Prison Technique, he raised his mouth slightly, with a mocking look on his face, and floated up into the air, two to three feet away from the ground.

Tangning appeared from the ground and was surprised when she saw it floating into the air.

The spiritual power in the Qi Refining Monk's body cannot be released externally, so he needs the power of a magical weapon to fly. How can he be able to hang in mid-air without relying on a magical weapon?

But then I thought about it, he is the owner of the wind spiritual root, and he must be able to control the power of the wind. It must be the reason for this.

Seeing the shock on his face, Fang Jieren said proudly: "You can hide on the ground, and I can fly. I have already told you that my magical skills are not inferior to yours. I have also seen your competition that day. There is no real chance of winning by surprise." I’ll let you see what I can do today.”

As he was making seals with his hands, a strong wind blew up in the competition venue. Tangning's clothes were blown by the wind, and the wind formed vortices. The vortexes grew larger and larger, engulfing and merging with each other.

In the blink of an eye, four huge tornadoes took shape, about two feet high, funnel-shaped from top to bottom, and struck him from four different directions.

Tang Ning escaped into the ground again, and Fang Jieren snorted coldly: "Rat, you only know how to hide. How deep into the ground can you go, three feet, five feet, or ten feet? Today I will leave you with no place to hide."

He took out four golden needles in his hand, and with a wave of his hand, the golden needles shot out. In the blink of an eye, they split into forty pieces, and they burrowed into the ground one after another.

The golden needles were thin and sharp. After breaking through the ground, they faced almost no resistance. They could move through the earth as easily as the palm of a hand. Under the guidance of his spiritual thoughts, the forty golden needles dispersed and searched for Tang Ning's location.

He was right. With Tang Ning's cultivation, he couldn't escape too deep into the earth, and it was difficult for him to do anything underground.

Seeing dozens of golden needles hitting the ground like headless flies, sooner or later they will find themselves.

If he were in the wild, he could just ignore him and run away. The Golden Needle wouldn't know where he was and wouldn't be able to catch up with him. But the competition venue was so big that there was almost no place to escape.

Tang Ning originally wanted to escape underground and consume Fang Jie's spiritual power. How long could such a powerful wind spell last? It must have taken a lot of spiritual energy, but now there was no way to avoid it, so I had to get out of the ground.

Fang Jieren looked happy when he saw him being forced out of the ground. With one move of his left hand, dozens of golden needles came out of the ground and returned to his hand. His spiritual power controlled four tornadoes to attack him.

Tang Ning formed a seal with his hands, and the surrounding sand and stones surged and swirled around him. The sand and stones spiraled up around him, criss-crossing him, and formed a two-foot-tall twist-shaped sand and stone shield, wrapping him in it.

There was a sarcastic look on Fang Jieren's lips. Is he so capable? It seems that the plan has been exhausted! Sand and gravel were actually used to protect against tornadoes.

The four tornadoes rolled up smoke and dust all the way, and hit the twist-shaped sand and stone shield. The sand and stones were blown all over the sky in an instant, and the venue was filled with a dim color. After the two were in a stalemate for a while, the strength of the tornado became smaller and smaller. I could only hear the sound of metal and stone hitting each other.

The four tornadoes hit the sand and stone shield from the front, back, left, and right, but were blocked by the sand shield. As the two forces continued to collide, the tornado became smaller and smaller, and finally dissipated into nothing.

"Hey! Senior Sister Wei, the sand and stone actually blocked Senior Brother Fang's tornado attack. What's going on?" A woman in the Xuande Hall asked in shock.

When such a powerful tornado hits the sand and stones, it should be destroyed and turned into loose sand and fine stones. How can it be blocked by the sand and stone shield?

Wei Yaqin stretched out her finger: "Look."

The woman looked intently and saw that the tornado in the No. 1 field had dissipated invisible. After the sand and stones scattered all over the sky and fell to the ground, the field was no longer as hazy as before. The two-foot-high sand and stone shield actually glowed. With golden light, it shines brightly in the sun.

"This is this?" the woman asked in surprise

Wei Yaqin explained: "The sand and stone shield is not made of soil and sand, but is mixed with gold elements. This technique combines the five elements attributes of earth and gold."

"To be able to fuse the two attributes of earth and metal to such an extent, this person is not simple! But..." said a person next to him

The attributes of the five elements are mutually reinforcing and mutually exclusive, and have a very strong repelling force against each other. According to common sense, it is absolutely difficult to fuse them, let alone perform spells.

"Huh, I think it's just average." The woman argued forcefully. Just as Fang Jieren admired Wei Yaqin, she had always had a good impression of Fang Jieren, so she spoke to him everywhere.

Everyone ignored it.

Fang Jie's face in the competition venue was a little solemn. He was the first person to discover the clues of the sandstone shield. These four tornadoes were not natural, but were formed by his magic. There were many wind blades hidden in the tornadoes, so they hit the There will be the sound of gold and stone hitting each other on the sand and gravel.

When Tang Ning saw that all four tornadoes had dissipated, he formed a seal, and the sand and stone shield turned into loose sand and scattered on the ground. After discovering that he could integrate the power of the five elements, he developed many spells. This sand and stone shield The shield is a combination of metal and earth attributes, and he named it the Guardian of Metal and Stone.

Fang Jieren saw him emerge from the sandstone shield, forming seals with his hands, and eight wind blades formed in mid-air and slashed at him.

Tang Ning was shocked when she saw the wind blade condensed. Is it this move again? Already exhausted?

At that moment, he didn't plan to cast a spell to resist, so he escaped directly into the ground. Just as he was about to escape, a slight sound came from behind. Tangning was shocked. It was too late to form a seal. She immediately jumped to avoid the attack of the thing behind her. But it was too late.

There was a flash of golden light, and the object passed between his chest and abdomen, and came out of his body. It was a shining golden needle.

Tangning fell to the ground, and blood continued to gush out from between his chest and abdomen. He covered his chest and abdomen with one hand, looking in pain, and escaped underground to avoid the attack of the wind blade.

When Fang Jie saw that this plan was successful, he was very happy. He waved the golden needle in his hand, and it turned into forty golden needles and burrowed into the ground.

"Okay." On the attic, a woman clapped her hands and shouted, looking at Wei Yaqin with a proud expression: "Senior Sister Wei, I say Senior Brother Fang must win!"

"The winner has been decided. I have obtained these four hundred spirit stones. I wish I had known that I could suppress a thousand spirit stones." A person next to him said with a smile.

"That man's skills are not bad. I watched him look calm throughout the competition. He should have a back-up, but he is still too young! At first glance, he didn't have any actual combat experience. Just now I felt that he must not have noticed Senior Brother Fang's skill. The plank road is a secret plan for Chen Cang," another man said.

Wei Yaqin also nodded, but felt a little pity in her heart, otherwise it should have been a wonderful competition.

She could feel that this person was not weak in strength, and he handled the whole competition well without any panic, but that was the end of it.

Chang Jian shook his head, feeling it was a pity.

Fang Jieren looked proud and looked back at Wei Yaqin. His consciousness controlled the golden needle to search for someone underground.

Just now he deliberately recalled the golden needles in front of his face. In fact, he only recalled thirty golden needles. They merged into one in his palm. He quickly made a fist. In fact, there were only three golden needles in his hand. The other ten golden needles were combined into one and lurking underground. Tang Ning's side.

He was hesitant to take action because the sandstone shield covered Tang Ning's figure tightly. He was not sure whether Tang Ning had escaped or not, so he did not attack after the four tornadoes dissipated. After Tang Ning's figure was revealed, he caught her by surprise. Hit it and defeat it.

At this moment, his mind was controlling the golden needle to search through the ground. In fact, even if he didn't need the golden needle to force him, the man wouldn't be able to hold on for long. The golden needle pierced his chest and came out through his body. The monk's body is weak. Although such an injury is not fatal, it is enough to make him lose his fighting ability. It is only a matter of time before he admits defeat.

It's just that Fang Jieren hated him for being arrogant and rude, so he wanted to poke more holes in him and make him suffer more before he voluntarily gave up.