Mortal Cultivation: Start with a Chaos Talisman

The rules of the competition do not allow teleportation.

After all, they are all Nascent Souls. How can they compete if they teleport here and there?

Now that Yan Zhilong has used teleportation, it means that he has voluntarily admitted defeat.

"First match!" Fairy Qinglian said personally; "Lan family, Lan Zifeng wins!"

"Hahaha..." Crazy Lan laughed and said, "Yan Zhilong, I told you to surrender directly, but you didn't listen!"

While speaking, Lan Zifeng leaped into the crowd and taught Xu Changan a lesson, saying, "And you, Xu Changan, I told you to bet on me to win, but you, a big fool, actually bet on yourself to win, and even bought 10,000 spirit stones!"

Ah this...

Swish...

The eyes of countless people around him all looked at Xu Changan.

"Oh my god... No way, betting on yourself to win?"

"This kid is very confident!"

"No way, do you really think that a third-level Yuanying can beat a twelfth-level one?"

"This is the difference between the initial stage and the great perfection!"

I don't blame others for thinking so. In fact, among ordinary cultivators, the difference between the third and twelfth levels is really huge.

Xu Changan was unmoved and smiled calmly.

Mu Yan was a little surprised: "Friend Xu is going to get rich!"

"Haha..." Xu Changan laughed.

Mu Yan immediately said seriously: "By the way, I just forgot to tell you that this Lan Zifeng's family skill [Three Folds of Rage Waves] is an extremely domineering magical power. With one fold of Rage Waves, this punch has the power of two punches of an ordinary cultivator!"

"Two folds of Rage Waves, the destructive power of this punch doubles again, equivalent to four punches of an ordinary cultivator!"

"Everyone knew that he had cultivated to the second fold of Rage Waves before, but no one expected that this guy would actually reach three folds in one breath. Three folds of Rage Waves has the power of eight punches of an ordinary cultivator!"

"It's normal that Yan Zhilong couldn't take it!"

"I'm not worried about your attack power..." Mu Yan said: "But I'm worried about your defense. You can't defend against the power of this blow, so when you face him, you have to take the lead and don't fall behind!"

Xu Changan nodded: "Okay, I understand!"

He used the wisdom in his eyes to see that Lan Zifeng's punch was the fusion of the power of three punches, but he didn't know that the power of this punch was eight times that of an ordinary cultivator of the same level.

This magical power is really powerful.

"Then..." He asked Mu Yan: "How many times can the Lan family's magical power generate the Rage Wave at most?"

He was really worried that if the Lan family's magical power could generate the Rage Wave at nine times like his Wu Shen Jiubian, what would happen to that kind of increase?

Fortunately, Mu Yan said: "No, it can only generate the Rage Wave at most three times!"

Xu Changan breathed a sigh of relief.

While he was talking, another competition was decided.

Zhongli Bu, the genius of the Zhongli family, easily subdued his opponent with a few moves.

"Okay..." Qinglian said now: "In the second match today, Zhongli Bu of the Zhongli family won!"

"In the third match, Xu Changan of the Mu family will face Xiao Jijun of the Xiao family!"

The voice of the Fairy Qinglian came.

Mu Yan patted Xu Changan on the shoulder and said: "Go, be careful when fighting, remember... this Xiao Jijun is a person who can't afford to lose!"

"You decide for yourself!"

Xu Changan didn't feel anything about Mu Yan's "a person who can't afford to lose", but moved his feet slightly and stepped into the void.

Then, he saw a cultivator in green clothes also came to this world.

Xiao Jijun was very happy.

Although his power was not strong among the top ten families, and he had no hope of winning the championship or entering the top three, it was really a pleasant surprise for him to meet Xu Changan, a rookie in the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage in the first game.

No matter what happens later, he will first use this guy in front of him to improve his reputation and image.

That's right!

You must win cleanly, just like the blue madman!

"Xu Changan, right!" Xiao Jijun had a smile on his face, but there was a trace of contempt in his eyes: "If you surrender now, it's not too late!"

"Otherwise, once I take action, if I hurt you or accidentally kill you, it will be a loss!"

Xu Changan smiled gently: "I still want to try, what if I defeat you?"

"You are looking for death!" Xiao Jijun's face suddenly changed.

Xu Changan's words of defeating him were an insult to him.

Defeat me?

You are a level 3 cultivator who defeated me at level 12, so how weak must I be?

You look down on me so much?

"Strong wind... rise..."

The opposite Xiao Jijun shouted loudly, and the internal skills in his body were running. Countless wind spiritual power burst out from his body, and immediately formed a tornado.

This tornado was green and blue, and it was only ten feet in size when it was just rolling.

However, this tornado can absorb the spiritual power between heaven and earth during its rotation, and it will grow a level with each rotation.

After turning a few times, it turned into a huge tornado that was a hundred feet high and dozens of feet wide.

At this time, the tornado was no longer green and blue. It carried countless sand and debris, and wrapped countless branches and leaves of trees on the ground, turning into a dark yellow tornado, rushing towards Xu Changan.

"Wind cultivator!"

"Single wind spiritual root!"

"Oh my God, such a strong magical power!"

Countless people outside were shocked.

Many people were worried for Xu Changan.

Facing the hundred-foot-long tornado that was flying towards him, Xu Changan in the void seemed as small as an ant.

Likewise, he looked up at the hundred-foot tornado as if looking at a wall of wind.

Spectacular and extremely powerful.

"Xu Changan!" Xiao Jijun, who was standing on the tornado, looked at Xu Changan, who was as small as an ant, and said: "I'll give you another chance. Surrender now and not die, otherwise this tornado will envelope you, and in an instant It can be torn apart!”

"Hmph... If you don't know what is good, then you should die..."

boom……

Xiao Jijun released his hold on the tornado, and the hundred-foot-high tornado swallowed Xu Changan in an instant.

Blessed by the power of the rules of heaven and earth, Xu Changan was in the tornado, unable to use teleportation or stretch his spiritual thoughts.

But it was impossible to say that the tornado would tear him into pieces.

Just kidding, can you tear me apart with my powerful body that has transformed into the fourth form of the Witch God?

Pity!

Xu Changan, who was in the tornado, secretly thought that it was a pity: he had a Wind-Fixing Pill, but it was a pity that he was not allowed to use it, otherwise he wouldn't have to use his magical power to break the tornado.

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"I'm afraid it's going to be more dangerous than bad!"

"Yes, this tornado is Xiao Jijun's most powerful magical power!"

"I was lucky enough to play against him once back then. This tornado sealed the void and cut off spiritual thoughts. Once trapped by him, it would be difficult to get out!"

"A particularly difficult magical power!"

On the viewing platform, many people were talking.

Mu Zhiwan stood up from his seat worriedly, staring intently at the tornado in the sky.

Because the tornado blocked spiritual thoughts, Mu Zhiwan was unable to delve deeper.

At this moment, a ten-foot-long golden body suddenly rushed out of the tornado and flew in front of Mr. Xiao Ji with lightning speed.

Xiao Jijun was startled, but he had no time to defend himself.

boom……

A golden fist hit him hard.

Xiao Jijun's body quickly flew hundreds of feet away like a cannonball, and then hit the ground with a bang.

With him as the center, all the trees within a radius of thirty feet fell radially outward.

Xiao Jijun fell unconscious immediately.

The hundred-foot tornado naturally collapsed instantly.