Talent Roulette

Chapter 59 Serious Injury
Zhou Hao watched the fight between the two of them very carefully. If Zhang Qiuhe hadn't dodged the black ball just now, the result of the fight would have been obvious.

Most of the monks in the Qi refining period like to use spiritual power to control the magic weapon to fight. Of course, there are also a small number of people who like to hold the magic weapon in their hands and input spiritual power to fight.

The latter generally have cultivated their bodies, so they can better display their strength in such battles.

With a knife in his hand, Zhang Qiuhe burst out at his fastest speed.This speed was much slower than that of Zhou Hao, and with the larger Dou Fa stage, the distance between the two of them became longer, Zhang Qiuhe still suffered a lot when he approached Zhang Meng.

Zhang Meng didn't move at the same place, and started to use the spell to release the spell.Soon, a red fireball appeared in front of him and shot towards Zhang Qiuhe.

Zhang Meng used this low-level spell to deal with monsters of the same level, but it had no effect at all, but when monks of the same level were hit on the body, they were basically seriously injured.

Zhang Qiuhe had cultivated his body, Zhang Meng knew it, and he also knew that Zhang Qiuhe was only on the second level of body training, and low-level spells still posed a great threat to him.

The fireball came straight at him, Zhang Qiuhe had no choice but to raise the knife to cut off the fireball.The moment the fireball came into contact with his knife, the light of the knife flashed, and the fireball naturally disappeared into the air.

Zhang Meng was not surprised at all. The opponent easily solved his fireball technique, which was completely within his expectation. If the guy who can enter the quarterfinals, if it is not easy to deal with a fireball, then it can only mean that Tian Yi This year's disciples can't do it.

A golden cone-shaped object was formed in front of Zhang Meng. The speed of the formation of this golden cone-shaped object was much slower than that of the fireball.

An intermediate spell, Golden Awl!

Metal spells are mainly offensive spells, and their power is generally not bad.

The distance between Zhang Qiuhe and Zhang Meng was getting closer little by little, and Jin Zhui released the spell when the distance between them was about five feet.Zhang Qiuhe lifted the knife expressionlessly, trying to slash the golden cone.

Spells are all composed of spiritual power. There are two special spiritual seals on Zhang Qiuhe's knife, which are specially used to wear away spiritual power. Therefore, this magic weapon is actually used to deal with monks.The magic weapon used to deal with monsters will never put this kind of spirit seal into the magic weapon.

The golden cone dissipated, and it disappeared at a slower rate than the fireball. At the same time, it also made Zhang Qiuhe take a few small steps back.

Fireball!Fireball!Fireball!
In the following, Zhang Meng kept releasing the fireball technique, and the inner disciples in the audience basically didn't know Zhang Meng's intentions.

Zhou Hao looked at Zhang Meng, he knew that this guy would definitely not release so many fireballs for no reason.Facts have proved that the fireball technique has no effect on Zhang Qiuhe, and it is a waste to release it all the time, and Zhang Meng still stands still.

When Zhang Qiuhe was only about ten feet away from Zhang Meng and Zhou Hao's attention began to focus on the entire fighting stage, he understood what Zhang Meng was going to do.

Zhou Hao shook his head lightly, it seemed that Brother Zhang was going to lose.

"You lost!" Zhang Qiuhe smiled excitedly, raised his hand, holding a knife in his hand.

"No, it's you!"

The corners of Zhang Meng's mouth curled up, and the disciples in the audience suddenly exclaimed, and saw that the black ball on the ground had floated up slightly at some point, and now it was flying towards them quickly.

The black ball hit Zhang Qiuhe's back, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.The huge pain coming from behind made it very difficult for him to breathe, at this moment!Instead, he clenched the knife even more tightly.

"what!"

The sudden cry startled Zhang Meng, it was Zhang Qiuhe's cry.The knife in his hand descended rapidly, aiming at Zhang Meng's neck.

Suddenly a huge pressure hit, and Zhang Qiuhe's knife stopped two inches away from Zhang Meng's neck.The pressure made his body go limp, and the knife dropped from his hand and landed on the fighting platform.

"Number 150 wins!" The elder's voice came out, and he was the one who stopped Zhang Qiuhe just now.

Originally the elder thought that Zhang Meng had won the victory, but Zhang Qiuhe was not reconciled to the last knife and asked him to announce the 150th victory.

If the elder hadn't stopped them just now, their Tianyi Sect would have lost an excellent disciple.

Zhang Meng's back was covered in cold sweat. He knew that he had lost. It was true that Zhang Qiuhe had been seriously injured, but if the knife came down, his body would be in a different place.

One was seriously injured and the other died. It was very obvious who would win this competition.

"Hee hee." Zhang Qiuhe sat on the ground and smiled, "I'm on the third level of body training."

"I was careless!" Zhang Meng clenched his fists. He regretted it. He knew that he should not underestimate his opponent at the last moment.

Elder Zhou landed next to Zhang Meng and helped him with a healing elixir.At the moment when the result of the competition was announced, Elder Zhou walked through the air and came over.

He took a look at Zhang Qiuhe's injury. Judging from this situation, he had to admit defeat in the next two games.To be honest, he was very satisfied with Zhang Qiuhe's performance just now.

"Go down and rest." Elder Zhou looked at Zhou Hao.

Zhou Hao, who understood Elder Zhou's meaning, immediately came to help Zhang Qiuhe.

"Brother Zhang must have underestimated the enemy this time."

"Brother Zhang's knife just now is really handsome!"

The disciples in the audience began to talk about this fight. Undoubtedly, in their opinion, this fight was very exciting, better than the previous ones, especially the last one.

This made them understand that they must never underestimate the enemy, otherwise they may be the ones who die in the end.

"Okay! Brother Zhang, the rewards are much richer for being so hard-working by you." Zhou Hao said with a smile while supporting Zhang Qiuhe to walk.

"You bastard, senior brother, I'm already like this, and you're still smiling so happily." After taking the elder's elixir, he obviously recovered very well.But this injury, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover within ten days and a half months.

"Senior brother has advanced again, can I be unhappy, junior brother?"

Zhang Qiuhe thought about it, hey, it makes sense.

"I have advanced, but I can only get No.4." This is already his final ranking.

He is already very satisfied with this ranking.

"Elder Zhu, ten middle-grade spirit stones." Returning to Elder Zhu, Elder Zhou smiled immediately, "I would like to admit defeat."

Zhang Qiuhe's last desperation allowed Elder Zhou to win the bet. Therefore, the healing medicine he gave Zhang Qiuhe just now was also very good, and only 50 yuan of low-grade spirit stones can buy one.

With a dark face, Elder Zhu took out ten middle-grade spirit stones in a very unhappy manner. He looked at Zhang Meng with a look that was no longer as kind as before.

With Zhang Meng's loss, he, Elder Zhu, did not hesitate to lose face, and Fu Yunfeng's ranking was completely settled, and it also made Elder Zhou very proud.

"Second match, 220 No. 71 vs. No. [-]."

The second match was a duel between two main peak disciples, but before the duel even started, No. 220 surrendered.

Zhou Hao discovered that as long as the disciples of the main peak encountered Ma Dong, they would directly admit defeat.

(End of this chapter)