Spiritual Resurgence: Cultivating Immortality from Farming

Bian Shasha was sent out of the competition square. Her supporters were very proud before because the boss would definitely win.

Ding Ling was someone they knew, and he didn't have any magic weapon for him.

The boss was rich and they knew that it would be easy to defeat this Ding Ling.

The more he watched, the angrier he became, the boss actually lost to a commoner.

When Ding Ling came down to the martial arts platform, she felt many pairs of eyes looking at her with hatred.

She took a look and saw that it was Bian Shasha's follower, and came to Lai Jianlin's side casually.

After the first group of matches, Mo Wen had gone to the third martial arts stage to compete with a male disciple.

The man looked a little younger than Mo Wen, with a tall and thin build, a long face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and fair skin. He was at the same early stage of foundation building. He was wearing the robe of an inner disciple of the Immortal Sect and a pair of magic boots. .

As soon as the two men came on stage, they just cupped their hands and launched attacks and defenses without saying a word.

Mo Wen still used his bow. The light from the bow shot towards the opponent like a sharp arrow.

But the opponent used a sword, swung it in the light, and attacked the opponent. One sword was like thousands of swords, and each sword was like a sharp sword.

The two colored lights and shadows collided, making a "clang" sound, and a burst of flames, like the flames caused by the friction of weapons.

At the same time, Mo Wen used the tree-making spell to scatter countless seeds. The densely packed seeds on the martial platform instantly turned into small trees and grew into towering trees. Two people could not hold the tree trunks.

The branches, leaves, and roots attack each other together, and the thorns on the trees shoot at each other like hidden weapons.

The opponent uses ice spells and builds an ice wall in front of him to defend himself from the opponent's attacks. Ice spells are used to fill the sky with flowers.

The martial arts platform that was originally as warm as spring suddenly became as cold as winter. Snowflakes fell from the sky and attacked the big trees and Mo Wen.

The big tree was in the cold ice and snow, no matter how Mo Wen used it, it seemed to have lost part of its power. The original green leaves of the tree were withered by the ice and snow, and lost their green luster.

Mo Wen saw that the other party's ice and snow were restraining his wood magic. He could only use the bow to shoot out more flames to dissolve the ice and snow.

It's just that in addition to using snowflakes, the opponent also created a lot of ice swords, and the stage was filled with ice swords.

Mo Wen had seen this spell before when Ding Ling cast it. He used many towering trees that two people couldn't hold in their arms to rotate, or hit the ice wall with force. There were no big trees in the ice and snow. Affected to some extent, Mo Wen's spiritual power spun like a windmill. The tree trunks collided with the ice wall, and "bang bang" big holes were exposed in the ice wall.

The opponent kept repairing the broken hole to prevent the big tree from attacking him.

The two were fighting so hard that they couldn't tell the difference.

Mo Wen was quite emotional at this moment. The few days of sparring with his junior brother made his magic improve a lot, and he was able to fight against the opponent for a while.

Lai Jianlin is watching from the martial arts stage. After this game is over, he will take the stage to compete.

He was watching every martial arts stage. During the competition between Mo Wen and the opponent, it seemed to be a tie. However, if the opponent had other secret moves, Mo Wen would be at a disadvantage. His skills and magic weapons were too single.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have been tortured by him in every sparring session.

"Brother, do you think Brother Mo Wen will win?" While Ding Ling was watching, he wanted to chat with Lai Jianlin to relieve his nervousness. Among so many senior brothers in the shipyard, only this man could chat.

"It's hard to say. If the opponent has a stronger magic weapon, such as a lot of runes, he may lose..."

Lai Jianlin expressed his thoughts and answered Ding Ling's questions naturally.

"Oh, Senior Brother Mo Wen..." Ding Ling did not say the next sentence. What he wanted to say was that Senior Brother Mo Wen was a bit stupid.

"The bull will become stronger one day, and he will naturally gain experience if he falls down too many times."

Lai Jianlin feels that although this competition is very important, if he is eliminated, there is nothing he can do but wait for the next competition to win.

If you lose the first knockout round, you may not be eligible to participate in all subsequent Xianmen competitions.

However, if you have an acquaintance who can participate in all Xianmen games, you can follow them to watch, but they won't be able to play.

The road to immortality is so long, and falling down once does not mean that you will fall down forever. You will get up one day.

Mo Wen could enter the inner sect and advance to the foundation building stage without any training resources. This was not an easy task and might take more time than others.

This is also a helpless move. Some people will not be able to reach the foundation building stage of the common level in their whole life. Entering the foundation building period just has another chance to get the common level. It does not mean that the road will be longer. It can only depend on personal opportunities.

The junior brother who competed with Mo Wen on the martial arts stage, after several attacks, found out that the opponent did not have many magic weapons and runes.

He started to attack Mo Wen with other magic weapons and runes, and another "boom boom" sound came from the stage.

A burst of fire and thick smoke emerged from the martial arts platform. Mo Wen was hit by the opponent's powerful rune, and he also threw the fire charm at the opponent.

"Boom boom"

The sound of explosions continued to sound, and the ice and snow just now had not disappeared. The explosion caused the ice and snow to explode into the air.

Once again, the two worlds of ice and fire came, and people outside the Wutai competition were not affected. They only saw fierce battles on every stage, and the competition was extremely exciting.

Mo Wen's net worth was indeed not as rich as others, but after a breath, the runes were gone.

The opponent kept throwing runes at him, so he could only use the Wooden Law Tree again, hoping that the spell could resist it.

"Boom boom"

The opponent's runes kept coming at them, and the big trees were broken, making it impossible to attack the opponent.

Mo Wen used a spiritual aura, but still couldn't resist the opponent's runes.

His face was gray after being bombed, his face was black, and his clothes had lost their original color, although he still didn't look like a beggar.

He already had a premonition that he was going to lose.

Mo Wen was not willing to lose so easily and attacked the opponent with the magic weapon golden knife he had used before.

The opponent used a defensive ice wall again, and the golden knife froze on the ice wall.

The opponent used an ice ax to attack Mo Wen, and huge pieces of ice and snow ax were chopped down at Mo Wen.

Mo Wen had also seen such a spell when he was watching Ding Ling compete just now. He used some trees on the ground as windmills to continuously rotate above his head to prevent those axes from cutting down.

"Boom boom"

Bingxue's ax was as sharp as a real axe, chopping the rotating wood section by section, as if he was chopping firewood.

The broken wood did not fall, it was still spinning in mid-air, but there were many spaces. The ax struck Mo Wen.