Nine Turns of Chaos

Chapter 297
Chapter 310
Three or five days will pass in a blink of an eye, and another round of competition will begin soon.

What made Xiao Lingyu frown was that Jiang Kui hadn't come back at this time.

However, the competition between Miao Yan and Hao Ren was about to start, so Xiao Lingyu didn't think too much about it.

Miao Yan is in the middle stage of the Earth Demon, and more than 5000 years have passed since his ascension, while Hao Ren is in the early stage of the Earth Demon who has just ascended for less than a hundred years. Under normal circumstances, Miao Yan should be a sure winner.

It's just that Hao Ren's performance in the previous competition was very eye-catching, and he had a precedent of defeating his fellow disciples in the mid-term of the Old Demon. Therefore, many fellow disciples of the East Extreme Demon Sect are not sure what the outcome of this competition will be.

However, before going to the arena, Hao Ren has already completed the preliminary sacrifice of the middle-grade magic weapon, plus he has a big move in his hole, Xiao Lingyu thinks that Hao Ren should be able to win, provided that Miao Yan has no tricks Or a mid-grade magic weapon that has been refined for many years.

After the order sounded, the competition began. Miao Yan started first, and with his arms spread out, there were ten black light bands like poisonous snakes, winding towards Hao Ren.

Hao Ren didn't show weakness, he quickly pinched his fingers, and a black shield stood in front of him.

The ten black light belts were very powerful. It only took a moment to smash the black shield into pieces. Although the power had weakened a lot, they still bound Hao Ren's whole body.

Miao Yan should have known that it would have this effect, and just as the shield was defeated, he jumped up and slashed at Hao Ren's forehead with his knife.

Hao Ren's momentum swelled, and spike-like magic power swirled around his body, twisting all the rope-like light bands into pieces in a few moments.

After regaining his freedom, before Hao Ren could cast other spells, he saw a big palm made of pure magic power slapping his chest.

Hao Ren let out a loud shout, and pushed forward with both fists at the same time, his kung fu poured out like a flood, forming a magical fist.

After a bang, a shock wave of momentum swept across the entire arena.

Under the impact of this energy, Hao Ren couldn't stand still, and involuntarily took a few steps back before completely letting go of the energy, but Miao Yan did not move a step.

A round of probing attacks was completed within two breaths. It was obvious that Hao Ren had suffered a bit. In this kind of competition of spells and skills, Hao Ren was not as good as Miao Yan.

However, Xiao Lingyu's expression was still very calm, and he was very satisfied with Hao Ren's performance. If it was another early-stage Old Demon monk who took the stage, he might be defeated directly by Miao Yanyi's three tricks.

Hao Ren didn't lose the slightest bit. With a gloomy expression, he was just putting on a defensive posture, and had no intention of attacking proactively.

Miao Yan knew that Hao Ren was not easy to deal with, and also knew that Hao Ren had a big move, and if the big move was launched suddenly, even he might not be able to follow it, so he didn't go around looking for opportunities after the trial , but opened his mouth and sprayed out a black light.

The black light was very spiritual, and after blurting out, it hovered over Miao Yan's head, and finally manifested into a ruler-shaped magic weapon.

Feeling that the jet-black ruler only had the aura of a low-grade magic weapon, Miao Yan was a little relieved, but he didn't sacrifice any magic weapon, just took out a magic talisman and stuck it on his body.

The magic talisman was not a low-grade item either. At this time, the talisman pattern on it was constantly circulating, and Hao Ren's aura began to rise again.

It's not that Hao Ren doesn't want magic weapons, but that he doesn't have any good magic weapons at all. He came up from the late Mahayana period in the cultivation world. Although there is no shortage of magic weapons in the cultivation world, most of them are in the hands of powerful scattered demons , rarely flow into the hands of Mahayana monks.

The situation has not yet reached a critical point, and Hao Ren does not want to prematurely take out the middle-grade magic weapon that Xiao Lingyu gave him.

After all, middle-grade magic weapon is a good thing, and it is best not to use it if it can be used. After all, Hao Ren still has a big trick in his hole that has not been used.

However, Xiao Lingyu frowned slightly when he saw this. He had already seen that Miao Yan had planned to use all his strength to determine the winner. The sacrifice of this low-grade magic weapon ruler was just the beginning. Once Miao Yan started to attack, this The result of the match was about to come out, but Hao Ren didn't pay attention to it, thinking that the other party was just trying to compete with him for magic weapons.

After the black ruler hovered above his head for a while, Miao Yan pointed forward with one arm, and it roared out, rushing towards Hao Ren while shaking its body.

After each tremor, there will be another same ruler around the black ruler.

After a while, there were eight rulers in front of Hao Ren's eyes, and they flew away suddenly, attacking from all directions at the same time.

Just when the eight rulers were besieging Hao Ren at the same time, Miao Yan didn't stop. He opened his mouth and let out another black light, and a magic treasure in the shape of a sledgehammer emerged.

"Mid-grade magic weapon!"

The cultivator who watched the battle with high vision exclaimed at the same time, because everyone had already seen that the sledgehammer was a middle-grade magic weapon!
"How could he have a middle-grade magic weapon?" Xiao Lingyu's heart sank.Hao Ren's cultivation base was already inferior to Miao Yan's. If Miao Yan had only one low-grade magic weapon, Hao Ren would have a better chance of winning, but Miao Yan had an extra middle-grade magic weapon. If you have the ability, there is absolutely no chance of winning.

Although Hao Ren also has a middle-grade magic weapon, he hasn't fully refined it, and can only display [-] to [-] percent of its power at this time.

Seeing that Miao Yan's skill was constantly pouring into the sledgehammer, but the sledgehammer was still trembling slightly, Xiao Lingyu was a little relieved. It turned out that Miao Yan had not been able to fully sacrifice the sledgehammer, even Driving the sledgehammer into battle is a bit difficult.

Xiao Lingyu glanced around again, and saw Fang Yu, who was sitting and watching the battle not far away, with a grim smile on his face, so he could guess that the middle-grade magic weapon was probably lent to Miao Yan by this kid for the competition .

Xiao Lingyu moved his eyes to the arena again, and suddenly he was very puzzled... The middle-grade magic weapon is also very useful to Fang Yu, and he will soon face a battle that he cannot lose. , Lend your magic weapon out?Even if Miao Yan sent the magic weapon back immediately after the competition, how could Fang Yu re-sacrifice the middle-grade magic weapon in such a short period of time?

"Unless he has a stronger magic weapon or fighting means, or he is sure that Jiang Kui will not compete with him on stage." Xiao Lingyu narrowed his eyes and thought.

Just as Xiao Lingyu was thinking about it, the black ruler that turned into eight had already bombarded Miao Yan continuously.

Hao Ren knew that the other party had a low-grade magic weapon, so he would naturally be prepared. The magic talisman on his body suddenly exploded, and gusts of magic flames gushed out from his body, causing the eight black rulers to stand still. came within three feet of his body.

Another soft shout came from the billowing demonic flames. With a dodge, Hao Ren escaped from the encirclement of the eight black rulers, and all the demonic flames on his body disappeared.

There was nothing unusual about Hao Ren, and there was another magic talisman on his chest.

The sledgehammer was still hovering above Miao Yan's head, still vibrating and unable to move, Miao Yan was still working hard, although his power was exhausted, and although beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead, he was still trying to make this middle-grade magic weapon The sledgehammer showed its power.

That sledgehammer is so difficult to activate, either because of its own problems, or because its quality is too high.

If the quality is too high, it should not be possible. After all, it is only a middle-grade magic weapon. No matter how high the quality is, even if Miao Yan's cultivation is only in the middle stage of the old demon, as long as Miao Yan can sacrifice it, he will not work so hard. It takes half a day to drive.

Nine out of ten, there should be a problem with the sledgehammer itself, so it resisted Miao Yan's driving.

"Could it be that Fang Yu didn't terminate the relationship with the sledgehammer, but just used some secret methods to allow Miao Yan to use it?" Xiao Lingyu suddenly thought of a possibility, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

That Fang Yu is not such a generous person, how could he give Miao Yan a middle-grade magic weapon just because of a competition?
(End of this chapter)