Sun's Fairy Way

Chapter 290 Losing and Winning (Please Subscribe, Please Collect)
After a short distance, Gao Congyang's face became more and more ugly. After all, after a series of confident measures, not only did he not achieve any results, but he fell into a rather embarrassing state. It is obviously unacceptable for very tall monks.

It's too late to say it, but it's too late. All these competitions on the ring did not last too long. This series of collisions consumes the mana of the two foundation-building four-story monks. It is also a big problem for them. little stress.

After all, for the winner, this is not the last round of battle, it is just the beginning, and there will be a series of battles that need to be faced head-on. A test of endurance.

If they managed to win a battle because of too much consumption or suffered heavy injuries, the impact on subsequent battles would also be very obvious, and it could basically be declared the official end of the Trial Conference of Hundred Clans.

Sun Mingsheng already had a lot of consumption in the first round of the battle, and in the end, he barely won the battle based on the opponent's emphasis on and fear of the physical body.

If the family hadn't prepared in advance to carry out a targeted recovery with a high-quality panacea that heals injuries and restores spiritual power, this round of battle would not have lasted to this point at all.

Therefore, after this period of relative confrontation and consumption, Sun Mingsheng's face also looked ashen, and the constant sense of emptiness in his dantian also caused a burst of anxiety in his heart.

The Gao family who occupies Zhending County and Zhending Lingshan alone may be superior to the Sun family in terms of strength, but the family has a big business and consumes a lot of resources and spirits.

The Trial Conference of the Hundred Clans involves a stable supply of financial resources for the spirit stones of the century-old families in the future. Every time you advance to a ranking, you will have a lot of money, so naturally you can't give up and waste it in vain.

"Quack quack, Sun Daoyou's powerful method, every move and every style seems to be naturally restrained." The dwarf monk Gao Congyang laughed back angrily, looking more and more crazy.

However, those monks who are different from ordinary people due to other changes in the development process due to various means, always have their own inverse scales, and their tempers are usually moody and unpredictable.

For this so-called threat from language, Sun Mingsheng didn't have any substantive feedback except for his livid double faces. The fire running ax turned into a fiery red light, twisting, moving and flickering in the air.

Every time a transfer is completed, a huge ax shadow will appear on the spot, instantly launching a new round of attacks from all directions to the dwarf monk, and then a more intense battle breaks out between the two, and from As far as the current situation is concerned, it is obviously impossible to tell the winner in a short period of time.

In this battle between Sun Mingsheng and the dwarf monk, because they will meet good talents, their respective strengths are basically on the same level, forming a situation of relative confrontation.

In another battle that belonged exclusively to the early stage of foundation establishment, Sun Mingzeng, a monk of the Sun family, firmly gained the upper hand with an absolute advantage.

"Fellow Daoist Bai's cultivation is only on the second floor of foundation building after all, so why not go to the end?" Sun Mingzeng looked at the old acquaintance from the Bai family who was also the lover of the younger brother Ming Sheng. Control the strength of your hands.

"Although I'm just a little girl, I'm still a genuine monk. If you want to win, Sun Daoyou, you should quickly use your means. It's the best strategy to defeat the little girl in a fair way. Why do you have to look sympathetic here?" Among them, Bai Qingling is quite bold.

In the face of Sun Mingzeng's persuasion, not only did he never back down, on the contrary, he brandished a second-rank low-grade spirit sword and the long sleeve in his hand even more vigorously.

"Forget it, today I have fulfilled the wishes of my fellow Taoists. If I accidentally get injured, I will make amends after the battle." Hearing this, Sun Mingzeng's face was also righteous, and naturally he would not delay.

The huge gourd of flying knives could not help spinning in the air, and the three flying knives carved with a large number of patterns turned into a stream of light and hit Bai Qingling.

With the support of sufficient mana, the Dingshui flag also changed from the previous state of focusing on defense in the battle, and instead kept waving in the air.

Every time a swing is completed, there will be a large amount of water-attribute spiritual power of different shapes condensed, cutting like a string of arrows.

This so-called cutting is not an attack in the normal sense. Each spiritual weapon of different shapes condensed with mana seems to be cut into pieces by a thousand knives.

The angles between each spiritual weapon seem to be the same, but there are some slight gaps. Perhaps just flesh and blood about the size of a palm can withstand the cutting of ten weapons made of condensed water attribute spiritual power.

As the bloodline of the ancestor of the Bai family, Bai Qingling's cultivation level is slightly inferior, but with the assistance of various spiritual weapons with endless magic power to make up for it, his combat effectiveness is also not to be underestimated.

In particular, a small lamp-shaped defensive artifact that is only half the size of a palm, and a small but extremely bright heart of fire, constantly bursting out layers of light shields.

Under the continuous impact of spiritual weapons formed by various water attribute spiritual powers, except for the bursts of light, he seemed unmoved at all.

Only the three flying knives ejected from the flying knives gourd can cause some damage. After completing a round of attack, the fire will flicker on and off due to the massive consumption of mana.

In terms of Sun Mingzeng's combat and acuity, there were only two rounds of back and forth, and he had already accurately discovered the law.

Resolutely sacrificed a piece of magic talisman, and after repelling all Bai Qingling's attacks, a black round iron bump carrying infinite power from top to bottom fell viciously on his head.

"Crack" only heard a crisp sound, and the lights that had been burning continuously and the overall shape was quite simple finally went out completely.

"Fellow Daoist Bai gave way." The huge black iron ball stopped at the position of Bai Qingling's ruler.

"Sun Daoyou is very strong, the little girl is willing to lose in this battle, and she is willing to admit defeat." Bai Qingling gave up decisively and jumped out of the ring.

Sun Mingzeng successfully won the second battle, accumulating another point for the family.

At this time, the second round of battles of other monks in the family has also ended, only Sun Mingsheng is still in a confrontation, but after a series of fierce battles, Sun Mingsheng has also faintly gained the upper hand, as long as he develops steadily, There have been no obvious changes, and it is not too difficult to win the final victory.

"Fellow Daoist wants to defeat this old man so easily? Isn't it too whimsical?"

(End of this chapter)