Panda Taoist Priest

"I heard that you're able to communicate with your Spiritual Beast?" Zhao Yang looked at Lin An, then looked at Chu Xiong.

"You found out so quickly?" Lin An was slightly surprised. Then, he recalled that Zhao Yang was the younger generation member of the Third Elder's family. Last night, the Third Elder found out about him and probably went back to speak.

"Then are you afraid?" Lin An chuckled.

"If it was anyone else, you and the spirit beast would naturally have a huge advantage. But for me. " Zhao Yang closed his mouth and released all of the spiritual energy in his body. Suddenly, a powerful wave of spiritual energy surged toward Lin An and Chu Xiong.

Chu Xiong felt as if a strong wind was blowing in front of him.

These were the four strands of spiritual energy?

It was more than twice as strong as his own cultivation!

Lin An's expression changed, and he couldn't help but move his body. With a cold snort, his entire body flashed with a spiritual light as he blocked Zhao Yang's spiritual pressure.

Zhao Yang smiled and lifted his right foot, intending to move forward.

Right at that moment, a breeze blew past, causing the spiritual pressure on Chu Xiong and Lin An to disappear.

"I haven't said it's starting." It turned out that Deacon Huang, who was standing by the side, had intervened to stop Zhang Xuan, and his complexion didn't look too good.

"I'm just testing it out. There's no other reason." Zhao Yang stepped back and retracted the spiritual energy in his body.

"Next time, don't do it again." After all, Zhao Yang was the younger generation member of the Third Elder's family, so Deacon Huang didn't want to pursue the matter any further.

With that, he backed up.

"Get ready."

Facing the four strands of Zhao Yang's spiritual power, Lin An didn't dare to be negligent.

He slapped his storage bag and two rays of light flashed by. The longsword was still floating above his head and the Water-Patterned Shield was protecting his entire body.

On the side, Chu Xiong's eyes narrowed. He released the spiritual energy in his body and his body slowly grew to 4 meters.

"A minor ability?" Zhao Yang looked at Chu Xiong's tall body, his eyes revealing a look of surprise.

To this, Lin An only smiled.

"Begin!"

With Deacon Huang's command, the semifinals began.

Lin An formed a hand seal with one hand and the flying sword above his head shot toward Zhao Yang. The flying sword above Zhao Yang's head also shot toward Lin An under his guidance.

Zhao Yang's flying speed was much faster than Lin An's flying speed.

As expected …

Chu Xiong thought to himself: How much spiritual energy can directly affect the speed and power of the magical equipment.

Chu Xiong thought in his heart as he quickly charged toward Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang clearly only had a long sword and a small shield, but he was not flustered by Chu Xiong's charge from the side.

He changed his hand seals and tapped the long sword in the air lightly, bellowing,

Sword Shadow Technique!

With that, the azure longsword split into two, turning into two balls of azure light. Within these two balls of azure light, one could faintly make out two longswords that were exactly the same as the one just now.

As for that one being real, that one is fake …

He didn't know!

When Zhao Yang saw this, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up. He glanced at Chu Xiong and Lin An, then swiped his fingers across them.

The two green lights flew towards Chu Xiong and Lin An respectively.

The corner of Chu Xiong's eyes jumped, he could feel that the azure sword was split into two, the pressure was a lot weaker. In reality, even if the power of the cyan longsword was reduced by half, the remaining power would still far surpass the spiritual pressure on Lin An's longsword. Killing him wouldn't be a problem at all.

Facing the flying sword that had already been imbued with Spiritual Qi by Zhao Yang, even though Chu Xiong's speed was fast, there was no way to dodge it.

If other Daoists encountered this situation, they would naturally be able to use their Dao arts to support their Spiritual Beasts. But this was not good for Chu Xiong, because Lin An was already trapped by the other sword light and could not care less …

Chu Xiong lightly sighed as he spat out the mana from his two bear paws. Using his astounding eyesight and reaction, he saw the green light falling in front of him. A bear's paw struck the green light.

"You're courting death!" When Zhao Yang saw this, his brows twitched and the spirit energy in his hand increased by two times.

"This black bear is useless."

"The bear's paw is broken."

"Black Bear is really stupid, he actually dares to use his paw to block the flying sword!"

The people around the square once again began whispering. They were not optimistic about Black Bear at all.

"This is bad!" The Fifth Elder exclaimed and stood up from her chair. The spiritual energy on her body was boiling, as if she was about to attack.

Lin An was his disciple. Lin An's advantage was the connection he had with Black Bear. If something happened to Black Bear, would his disciple's ability to communicate with Black Bear's heart still work?

"Be patient." The Second Elder stopped the Fifth Elder with a look of excitement. This was an opportunity! "This is a chance to test Lin An's beast taming skills. It's very rare."

The fifth elder looked hesitant, but with his strength, it was too late to save Black Bear.

The top class of the mortal body, the Taoist,

He was still not an Immortal!

The azure light pierced straight towards the black bear!

Chu Xiong raised a hand and viciously smacked the azure light

Clang!

The azure light that looked exceptionally sharp was sent flying by Chu Xiong's slap with a speed even faster than when he came.

"How is this possible!" Zhao Yang was shocked.

A bear's paw could send a flying sword imbued with spiritual energy flying far beyond his imagination.

His magical equipment was as useless as mud, and at this moment, it could not even cut a bear paw!

He was not the only one who was surprised. The surrounding people were also shocked, unable to make heads or tails of what was happening.

The six Guiyun Elders stared at this scene in a daze. According to their thoughts, Lin An should have been controlling Black Bear to cast the curse …

Why did he send the flying sword flying with a single slap?

And why was Black Bear's paw so hard?!

That was a low-grade magic tool!

"Take my move!" At this moment, he heard Lin An's excited roar.

Everyone turned their heads to take a look, only to see Lin An taking advantage of the moment when Zhao Yang was about to set off to attack, directing his sword to dodge Zhao Yang's sword and stab him in the back.

After all, Zhao Yang was a Mid Rank Mortal Body. He was dazed for a split-second before reacting. He performed a single-handed technique and pointed at the small shield in front of him.

The small shield suddenly expanded several times in size and protected Zhao Yang behind it.

Clang!

Lin An's long sword struck the small shield, creating a small white spot on it. Nothing else.

Lin An's excited expression instantly turned into one of astonishment. This kind of free opportunity, he actually didn't accomplish anything.

This...

How could they continue fighting like this?

Looking at the shield beside Zhao Yang, Lin An was slightly troubled.

In just a split-second, Chu Xiong's eyes narrowed. He once again rushed in front of Zhao Yang, raised his paw, and slapped Zhao Yang.

Zhao Yang's small shield had just blocked Lin An's long sword, Chu Xiong could see it clearly, but Chu Xiong's bear paw was different, it was pure power.

Obviously, Zhao Yang had also thought of this. When Chu Xiong raised his bear paw up high and was about to land, he formed a hand seal with one hand and recited a spell. Following that, specks of green light shot out from his feet.

"This is bad!" Chu Xiong had also learned Tao techniques, so he understood Zhao Yang's movements very well. He was obviously using a Dao technique that he did not know about.

No matter what kind of Dao arts Zhao Yang was going to use, it would not be a good thing. Thus, Chu Xiong increased his strength with his palm, increasing his speed by another two notches. He wanted to smack Zhao Yang down before he activated Zhao Yang's Dao Arts.

Chu Xiong's fist brought with it a strong gust of wind as it viciously struck towards Zhao Yang.