Cultivation of immortality starts from falling into a trap

Since Zhao Yanbo didn't choose a radical way at the beginning, it is naturally impossible for him to take the initiative to provoke here.

And so, the situation in the ring became like this.

Sun Wu kept firing five consecutive rounds of flame bombs, but Zhao Yanbo kept using the sword weapon blessed with spiritual power in his hand to split them one by one, turning them into pure fire spiritual power and returning to heaven and earth.

What Sun Wu didn't know was that Zhao Yanbo's heart was happy at this time.

The reason why Zhao Yanbo did not attack first at the beginning was based on this.

Zhao Yanbo was afraid in his heart, he was afraid that Sun Wu on the opposite side would use a large-scale flame attack as soon as he came up, covering the entire competition ring under the opponent's flame attack.

After all, his exact mid-stage foundation building realm was there, and there was no borrowing of the spiritual power of heaven and earth by the Jindan stage monks.

It is impossible to use a wide range of Five Elements Spells, and naturally there is no way to offset the opponent's large-area spell attacks.

In this case, although he had expected it and was a defensive talisman that he was ready to deal with, he couldn't afford it.

Now Sun Wu on the opposite side chose the continuous attack of the Five Elements Spell Flame Bomb, thinking that it was also to seek the word "stability".

Under normal circumstances, Sun Wu must have been invincible, and this is exactly what Zhao Yanbo is most willing to see.

Anyone knows the spiritual power of a Jindan monk, which is twice that of a foundation building monk.

And in the process of fighting, it can absorb a certain amount of spiritual power from the heaven and earth around him as a supplement.

Just because the amount it can absorb is also very limited, it is generally not valued by Jindan monks.

Just like Sun Wu, who was opposite Zhao Yanbo at this time, did not absorb the spiritual power of the surrounding heaven and earth to replenish his body while fighting.

This method can only be of great use if the monk has reached the Yuan Infant Stage and above.

At that time, the fight between monks was more focused on the fight between magic weapons, and rarely depended on the amount of their own spiritual power.

This is where the problem with the fight between the two lies.

Sun Wu, who was on the other side, naturally didn't know that Zhao Yanbo had such an anti-heaven existence as a milk bottle.

At this time, the bottle was storing three times the spiritual power of Zhao Yanbo's own.

What kind of concept is this?

It is equivalent to Zhao Yanbo's

own spiritual power plus the spiritual power stored in the bottle, and the spiritual power he can use now is the sum of the two Jindan stage cultivators.

Although Zhao Yanbo showed an impatient mood in the battle with Sun Wu on the opposite side from beginning to end, he did not hesitate to paralyze Sun Wu on the opposite side with a small injury that broke the epidermis.

Seeing such a scene in the ring, let alone the many low-level disciples in the door.

Even the head of the pillar and the four elders also thought that Zhao Yanbo would not have a chance to defeat Sun Wu in this way.

It's only a matter of time before you win or lose.

Only the Great Elder hoped in his heart that his apprentice would be able to create miracles again.

Compared to the rest of the people, the Great Elder paid more attention to the competition on the stage, especially some details of his apprentice's performance.

Looking at it, the Great Elder realized that things were not as simple as they seemed.

To say that the entire sect knows Zhao Yanbo best, it is naturally his master, the Great Elder Chu Wentai.

This starts with Zhao Yanbo's life experience.

Before Zhao Yanbo was led by his master to study the Aoki Valley of the Immortal Sect, he was actually a newborn baby in a nearby mountain village.

Once, the eldest chief Chu Wentai went out to the mountain gate to visit his friends, and when he returned to Zongmen Road, he saw a glow flying by, so he set up a retreat and chased after him.

I saw Xiaguang put into the womb of a pregnant woman in the nearby village at that time, and with a sound of "wow", a baby boy was born.

As soon as the baby boy was born, the sun shone on his body for a long time.

Chu Wentai, who chased after him here at this time, naturally saw all this clearly through his external divine sense.

I had some suspicions in my heart that this baby boy was the reincarnation of an immortal.

Shen Nian swept it carefully, and even found that this baby boy had a special physique for cultivating immortals.

At that time, he moved the idea of accepting disciples, and fell from the top of the cloud to this courtyard.

The baby boy's parents were also knowledgeable people, and recognized Chu Wentai as the legendary immortal.

The couple bowed their heads and bowed, and they were even more overjoyed after asking the immortals what they meant.

After some simple tidying up, Chu Wentai brought the three of them back to the sect.

It can be said that Zhao Yanbo grew up with the Great Elder Chu Wentai watching him.

At this time, Zhao Yanbo, who was in the ring, tried his best to show an impatient look, but in the eyes of his master Chu Wentai, he could only deceive the others.

He looked anxious, but in Chu Wentai's opinion, he seemed to have a chance to win.

Not to mention the several extra-skin injuries he suffered intentionally.

It has no effect on the performance of its strength at all.

This made Chu Wentai very confused, he didn't know where his apprentice's confidence came from.

However, he is also an old fox, so it is naturally impossible to demolish his apprentice.

Although he was full of doubts in his heart, he also showed the same expression as the other three elders.

Including the head of the sect, there was another elder who glanced at the Great Elder a few times, but he couldn't see anything.

In this way, the two of them kept going back and forth, and soon the time for a stick of incense passed.

The competition on the scene can be described as monotonous and weak, and it is not even as exciting as the competition between some disciples in the late stage of Qi refining.

Some disciples even yawned when they saw it, but no disciple dared to make a loud noise.

In this way, the game went on for another stick of incense. The spiritual power in Zhao Yanbo's body gradually lost up, and this was not pretending.

After all, in order to make the Monkey Wu on the opposite side not suspicious too early, Zhao Yanbo has endured not using the bottle to restore his spiritual power.

At this point in the battle, Sun Wu's spiritual power on the opposite side was also consumed by nearly two-thirds.

The two of them were still fighting uncontrollably.

Sun Wu naturally ate Zhao Yanbo's spiritual power to death, not as much as himself.

Zhao Yanbo is cautious, I am afraid that he will lose Jingzhou carelessly.

But as the spiritual power in his body gradually ran out, Zhao Yanbo couldn't care so much.

Take advantage of this opportunity to fall backwards after being hit by a fire bomb technique from the opposite side.

I took out the long-cherished bottle and sucked it hard.

Because there was a fallen body to cover it, it was not discovered by Sun Wu on the back.

Zhao Yanbo, who turned over, fought with Sun Wu again, although he looked like he might fall at any time, but he just didn't fall.

If you look closely, Zhao Yanbo's face is even paler except for some skin injuries left by the flames.

Also, the right hand holding the sword trembled even more, and there was still any spiritual power left in the body?"

Sun Wu looked at Zhao Yanbo on the opposite side and said meaningfully.

"Senior brother, where are you talking? In the face of Sun Wu's words, Zhao Yanbo only pretended to be stupid.

"Senior brother, pick me up with a meteor shower. With that, he raised his hands, and then tore them again, and suddenly a large amount of fire spiritual power erupted, and the entire surrounding arena space seemed to be burning.

Everywhere, the fire spirit silk made of spiritual power burned flew down, concentrating in any direction that Zhao Yanbo could dodge.