The road to immortality for a hundred generations

In fact, direct disciples go to the Phantom Array three times a month, but these three times do not overlap with the number of consecutive wins in the arena.

In other words, if the direct disciples win ten consecutive victories in the ring, plus the three opportunities given by the direct disciples themselves, then they will have six opportunities to go to the Phantom Array.

"There is an interesting little guy coming to the No. [-] arena, and he is also a warrior. He is at the peak of the Grandmaster level. You can try fighting him."

The garrison elder said with a smile.

He liked fighting with people when he was young. Later, this hobby won him the opportunity to build a foundation, and then he became a foundation-building monk.

But at the same time, due to too much fighting and hidden injuries in the body, the foundation building was very reluctant and there was no possibility of further progress.

However, he still specifically applied for the task of stationed in the martial arts arena just to have fun.

"No. [-] Arena? Okay, Third Elder, I will challenge him."

Xu Feiyan, who originally planned to challenge the No. [-] ring, naturally had no reason to refuse and agreed immediately.

The formations on the ten arenas do not actually exist individually. Instead, one large formation is separated internally and divided into ten independent areas.

And although this formation is not the third level, it is the extremely difficult type among the second level. It is not only complex, but also very accurate.

For example, it can accurately identify the red light of the amulet and thus protect the monk.

This is also the reason why whether he is a monk in the middle stage of Qi training or a monk at the peak of Qi training, he only issues one special first-level mid-grade talisman.

Of course, the reason why the formation can accurately identify the red light of the amulet is mainly because they were already bound together when they were built and belonged to the same source.

No matter how similar other red lights are to imitation, it is unlikely to trigger the formation.

Then, under the nervous, expectant and excited eyes of everyone, Xu Feiyan walked straight towards the No. [-] arena.

"Sure enough! Xu Feiyan challenged Fellow Daoist Wang Feng on the seventh stage!"

"I know that Boss Xu Feiyan is used to challenging the targets closest to her and will not change easily."

"Eh? To be honest, do you think this fellow Taoist Wang Feng has a chance of winning?"

"Of course it's impossible. What nonsense are you talking about? Even if it was Xu Feiyan a few months ago, I don't think Wang Feng can win, let alone the boss Xu Feiyan who now has the best flying needle weapon."

"Yes, I have fought against Daoyou Wang. He is indeed very strong, but he does not bring me much pressure. He is just a threat, but not a particularly big one."

Wang Tian, ​​who had fought against Wang Feng, had the same view as others. He said, "Boss Xu Feiyan, I also fought against her at the time. At that time, she was still using the best flying sword. But with one move, I was directly hit." Before I could react, I bypassed my mid-level defensive magic weapon and directly penetrated my body-protecting spiritual shield. One move! Do you know what the concept is?"

"So there's no need to play?"

"That's not necessarily true. I see that Fellow Daoist Wang Feng's reactions are very quick, and he can often dodge attacks from various magical weapons and spells. I think that perhaps Fellow Daoist Wang Feng can continue to evade Xu Feiyan's mother-in-law. The flying needle consumed Xu Qingzhi to death."

"That's enough, don't make fun of me."

Xu Qingzhi rolled his eyes.

"Okay! That's good! In that case, do you want to make a bet? Does anyone place a bet?"

"How to press? Win or lose?"

"It's a beautiful idea. If you decide whether to win or lose, I will put all my wealth on Mr. Xu Feiyan."

"Then how to suppress it? How long can fellow Taoist Wang Feng hold on?"

"Yes, just press it like that!"

Since it is just some familiar people playing against each other, the amount of pressure is not large, a few spirit stones, a dozen, or at most twenty or thirty spirit stones, so there is no such strict limit on the odds, everything is Pay one for one.

"When we just discussed the fight between Daoist Wang Feng and Boss Yongshan, how long can Fellow Daoist Wang Feng last? I seem to be talking about two quarters of an hour, right? Now that Boss Xu Feiyan has the top-quality flying needle weapon, then I As for Daoist Wang Feng, you can only hold on for about a quarter of an hour at most."

"This analysis seems to save a lot of effort. However, I used to think that fellow Daoist Wang Feng could last for two and a quarter of an hour against the boss Yongshan. Now that I am facing the boss Xu Feiyan, I still think so. I will only use ten spiritual stones. Bar."

"You still need to press for two and a quarter of an hour? That's okay, I'll press for two and a quarter of an hour too. I'll press for seven spiritual stones."

Almost everyone was in the late stage of Qi training and at the peak level of monks, so they really didn't pay much attention to the eight or ten spirit stones. A dozen or so people had suppressed the spirit stones.

"Hey~ If everyone is pressing like this, if fellow Daoist Wang Feng persists for a long time, or is defeated in one or two moves, or if he directly defeats the boss Xu Feiyan, then I can directly use these hundreds of coins. Have you pocketed the spiritual stone?"

"To be honest, I really hope that's what you said. It just so happens that I haven't eaten spiritual food for a while."

"Okay! If I win big, I will invite you to Juxian Tower to eat spiritual food as usual!"

The reason why everyone is still willing to bet even when it is obvious that the odds are high and the odds are high, are because there are not many bets, and secondly, the dealer will treat you to a treat if you win big.

Squeezing out spiritual stones is equivalent to having a dinner party to share feelings.

"Female nun?"

Looking at the fourth monk who challenged him, Wang Feng raised his eyebrows.

Based on what I have seen in the past few days at Seven Star Sect, the female cultivators are more engaged in productivity work such as refining alchemy, drawing talismans, planting spiritual plants, and studying formations. It is rare to see them competing in the ring.

But it's normal to think about it. After all, playing in the ring can get you the number of times to go to the Phantom Array. Therefore, some female cultivators will also choose to play in the ring for the sake of the Phantom Array.

In addition, not all female cultivators like to engage in production, there are also those who like to fight. Although the proportion is relatively small, it is not non-existent.

"Xu Feiyan, a direct disciple of Yuehua Peak, please give me your advice."

As soon as she took the stage, Xu Feiyan activated her protective talisman and gave a slight salute.

"Inner disciple of Fengzhu Peak, Wang Feng, please give me some advice."

Wang Feng naturally returned the favor.

To be honest, he didn't expect that the other party was a direct disciple at first. After all, he didn't wear the clothes of a direct disciple. But now that he thinks about it, besides the direct disciples, most of the other disciples in the sect will wear corresponding identities. clothing.

But speaking of it, he was still very stressed when a direct disciple challenged him.

Logically speaking, at this level, both offensive and defensive magic weapons should be top-notch, and the magic weapon on his body has not yet arrived, so there is a high possibility that he will lose to the opponent.

Even judging from the [-]-[-] fight between Jiang Yunxiao, who is at the inner alchemy level, and his friend, who is at the peak of his qi training, there is a high probability that he will lose.

But maybe when Jiang Yunxiao said that he lost to his friend who was at the peak of qi training, he was referring to the time when he had just met, because only in this way would it be reasonable. Only at this time, Jiang Yunxiao was holding a mortal iron.

After all, when Jiang Yunxiao went to the world of immortality, it was impossible not to buy magical weapons.

With a magic weapon suitable for him, the inner alchemy warrior can defeat even the foundation-building monks, let alone those who are only at the peak of Qi training.

When Wang Feng also activated his own protective talisman, the battle officially began.

"Be careful."

Xu Feiyan shouted low, and several flying needles rushed towards Wang Feng with a hint of chill.

Perhaps it was because everyone was a disciple of the same sect, so when these competitions began, everyone was polite and did not engage in sneak attacks.

Normally, when the protective talismans of both sides are activated and the formation is officially launched, the competition has already begun. Both sides can take the lead at the beginning.Generally, when both parties are of equal strength, the person who strikes first is more likely to have the advantage.

At this time, Xu Feiyan's mother needle was suspended next to her, ready to attack, while the other four child needles were like poisonous snakes, attacking from all directions and angles.

"It's so fast. This speed is more than [-]% faster than the previous high-grade flying sword."

Wang Feng was shocked and quickly dodged.

This is also thanks to the fact that he has been training at the peak of the master for several years and can barely dodge. Otherwise, he would have to resist one or two shots.

And in the current situation, the other party's mother needle has not yet been released.

Once the opponent's mother needle also joins the offensive, he can't imagine what kind of situation he will find himself in.

However, this embarrassment only lasted less than ten breaths.

After he enveloped the surroundings with his master's aura and hit with a high level of mental power, he began to dodge those flying needles with ease.

From time to time, he would even catch the opponent's weird and unpredictable flying needles with the long sword in his hand.

What's more, he took out his time again, condensed the fireballs of true energy, and blasted them towards Xu Feiyan who was waiting for the opportunity to take action.

"His spiritual consciousness is very strong, much higher than my spiritual consciousness."

After dodging those fireballs, Xu Feiyan narrowed her eyes slightly.

It is generally accepted that the spiritual power of a master warrior is higher than that of a cultivator in the Qi refining stage.

But sometimes the gap between the peak Qi refining monks and the peak Qi refining monks is wider than the middle and late Qi training stages.

Yuehuafeng is good at the method of spiritual consciousness. As a direct disciple of Yuehuafeng, her own spiritual power is much higher than the peak level of ordinary Qi refining.

She can even use her huge mental power to give her enemies a sense of oppression, with an effect similar to the aura of a master warrior.

She didn't know a warrior at the peak of a grandmaster, but she did know a warrior at the late stage of a grandmaster. Although the other party's mental power was still higher than hers, she could feel that the other party's mental power was only slightly higher than hers.

But at this moment, when the mental power of the person in front of her was oppressing her, she could clearly feel the gap between the two sides.

The gap between the mental strength of the two sides is too great.

Although not despairingly large, there is a huge gap.

Fortunately, she has practiced spiritual condensation method and can barely resist the opponent's oppression, making it almost impossible to have any mental impact on herself.

"It seems that he has not yet practiced the method of spiritual consciousness. His spirit is huge but not solid enough. Otherwise, I am afraid that his mental power will directly suppress at least [-]% of my combat power."

Xu Feiyan was surprised at the other party's huge mental power, but also felt a little pity.

It's a pity that the other party has such a huge treasure but doesn't know how to use it.

But it’s not like the other party doesn’t know how to use it at all.

At least the opponent can dodge her four sub-needles and at the same time cast a Qi spell to counterattack her.

"It's too stressful."

After dodging the flying needle that hit his chest again, Wang Feng frowned.

Since the opponent's female needle was still waiting for an opportunity to strike, he always had to pay some attention to the movement over there.

The remaining focus can only be on releasing the Qi fireball while avoiding the opponent's four sub-needles.

He couldn't even concentrate on controlling his flying sword.

But that's fine. With pressure, he knows how to improve.

For example, at first he was in a hurry when dodging the four sub-needles, but now he can not only dodge, but also cast Qi spells, and pour out part of his mental power on Xu Feiyan, who is watching over there.

In addition, he feels that his offensive and defensive changes in this short period of time are not because he has made huge progress, but because he is slowly adapting.

It should be said that adaptability has been greatly improved.

With his mental strength, his speed, and his reflexes, he should be able to perform like this, but because the pressure has not been high enough, he has been in a stable state.

If high mental power is considered a talent, then he is currently developing his talent rather than increasing it.

There is still so much mental power, but he is becoming more skillful in using it.

Xu Feiyan naturally saw this, but she didn't think she would lose.

After all, controlling the flying needle consumes the spiritual energy of the flying needle itself, and she only consumes part of her mental power.

Moreover, because there is an induction formation in the flying needle, and because the flying needle is small and easier to control, not only does she consume much less mental energy than controlling the flying sword, but the flying needle itself consumes much less spiritual energy than the flying sword. .

It's not that the flying sword is bigger than the flying needle, so the flying sword can store more spiritual power, so it has a long battery life.

But for magic weapons, what limits them is actually the budget, not the space.

As long as there are enough spiritual stones, even a small flying needle, the spiritual power stored inside it is enough to support it in a high-intensity battle for three days and three nights, or even longer.

Of course, in that case, the flying needle might be a second-level or third-level magic weapon or spiritual weapon.

In short, in the last quarter of an hour, Xu Feiyan's spiritual and mental energy consumption in the battle was only minimal.

"Hey~"

Suddenly, Xu Feiyan seemed to have found an opportunity, but also seemed to have run out of patience, controlling the mother needle to attack Wang Feng at extreme speed.

The mother needle is larger than the daughter needle, but faster.

The reason lies in the difference in the quality of their refining materials and formations.

Therefore, this blow was so close that even Wang Feng had no time to dodge.

But he had always kept part of his attention there, and he naturally noticed the offensive at this time.

Taking advantage of the situation, he raised the magic weapon in his hand and blocked the blow with his sword.

"Ding!~"

The crisp sound of clashing jingo sounded and spread far away.

The sound of the collision alone is enough to prove the power of this blow.

Wang Feng was extremely sure that if he hadn't blocked the attack just now, he would have been attacked by the opponent's body-protecting talisman.

Maybe it could directly produce the red light of the protective talisman. (End of chapter)