Chapter 282 Winning Streak (2) (Please subscribe, please collect)
The second-level low-grade spiritual talisman is equivalent to the full blow of a monk in the early stage of foundation building. Compared with other spiritual talismans, the nine fire swallows sometimes fly up and down, sometimes spray out streams of fire swallows, and sometimes turn into bursts of bursting flames.
Each fire swallow can self-destruct to kill the enemy alone, which is enough to cause enough damage to Qian Sanli of the Qian family in front of him.
As time passed, Sun Mingzeng relied on his obviously superior strength and quickly gained the upper hand. Nine fire swallows appeared to restrain him, and flying knife gourds appeared one after another in different positions.
After all, Qian Sanli, an elusive spear, never achieved any meritorious deeds under the cover of the Dingshui flag.
"Explosion" Sun Mingzeng always uses his own consciousness to control at the most appropriate time, and decisively self-destructs each fire swallow.
A quarter of an hour later, under the control of the flying knife gourd, the remaining three fire swallows landed on Sun Mingsheng's head, neck, and dantian respectively.
At this point, this battle can basically be declared over. The three fire swallows that may self-destruct at any time and are located on key parts are enough to severely damage it.
"Fellow Daoist Qian, I was lucky enough to win one and a half moves." Sun Mingzeng successfully won the first battle and got a good start for the family. The look on his face seemed quite relaxed.
"Fellow Daoist Sun has profound cultivation, and I am convinced that I will lose." Qian Sanli was not at all dissatisfied with this kind of battle that was lost openly in the middle of the battle.
"Arena No. 6, the first battle, the Sun family, Sun Mingzeng, won and gained one point; the Qian family, Qian Sanli lost, and lost one point." After confirming that both of them were in doubt, the referee decisively announced the final result.
In the second round of the battle, no monks from the Sun family participated. In the third round, Sun Youhai came on the field. His opponent was also a second-level foundation-building monk. He relied on his obviously more sophisticated methods to firmly gain the upper hand and regain the family's reputation. Win a game and accumulate a second point.
"Arena No. 9, fifth round of battle, Pingyang County, Sun Mingwang of the Sun family, versus Qingxi County, Bai Qingmu of the Bai family"
"Arena No. 10, fifth round of battle, Pingyang County, Sun Xunmu of the Sun Family, versus Gucheng County, Fu Tielu of the Fu Family"
In the fifth round of fighting, Sun Mingwang and Sun Xunmu almost stepped onto their respective arenas one after another. After this round, all the early-stage foundation-building monks in the family were about to complete the first round of fighting.
Sun Mingwang is a first-level monk of the Foundation Establishment. Although his cultivation has been gradually improving over the years, he has never achieved a promotion in cultivation. In this competition, he is truly the lowest level existence.
His opponent, Bai Qingmu, was a monk from the same family and generation as Bai Qingling. He was at the third level of foundation building. The outcome of this battle was almost certain.
Sure enough, as the battle officially began, Sun Mingwang went all out and used various methods. At the end of the battle, he even sacrificed the wooden talisman weapon.
Unfortunately, in the face of absolute strength, all auxiliary means could not change the final battle situation. A quarter of an hour later, under the pursuit of a long sword, Sun Mingwang had no choice but to admit defeat.
As the patriarch of the family, Sun Xunmu's cultivation level is only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, but his foundation is quite solid. If it weren't for the influence of the family's various complicated affairs, it would be impossible to say that he would have been promoted to the third level of Foundation Establishment so early.
Fu Tielu and Fu Tielu of the Fu family are both at the second level of foundation building. The two of them can be said to be true chess opponents and talents, and various methods frequently appear.
After repeated battles, he finally relied on the assistance of the wood-type talisman soldiers to barely beat one and a half moves at the last moment, and won the final battle.
After the first round of competition among all the early-stage foundation-building monks, they had three wins and one loss, and accumulated two points, which was considered a good start.
"The third round of competition between monks in the late stage of foundation building, Pingyang County, Sun Shengyuan of the Sun family, versus Songcheng County, Song Mingming of the Song family"
The remaining three monks who took the lead in starting the battle turned out to be Sun Shengyuan, who was on the seventh level of Foundation Establishment. Within the entire Song Kingdom, not every one of the hundreds of families had a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk in charge.
Except for the top ten families, which have several late-stage foundation-building monks, most families only have one person.
The strength of the Song family is almost the same as that of the Sun family. Song Mingming is an eighth-level foundation-building monk, but his aura is not too stable. He must have recently made a breakthrough through adventure.
This kind of breakthrough can be said to have both advantages and disadvantages. The eighth level of foundation cultivation can certainly bring out stronger combat effectiveness, but it is also a reflection of the family's strength.
But for monks who are also in the late stage of foundation building, a small gap between levels cannot make them daunted.
The disadvantage is that before the cultivation level is truly stable, the strength exerted is not even as good as the original cultivation level. It is always guaranteed to avoid the decline of the cultivation level.
"My luck is pretty good. I must win the first battle no matter what for the sake of my family." Looking at his opponent's fluctuating aura, Sun Shengyuan's anxious mood finally stabilized.
"The ceremony is over, the competition begins." The referees here are all nine-level existences among the four major sects.
These monks have profound cultivation and broad knowledge, and can intervene at the most critical moment in the battle to avoid casualties among the monks in the later stages of foundation building.
Every late-stage foundation-building monk can be regarded as the backbone of a family. Once casualties occur, the conflicts caused by them will be irreconcilable for the two families.
Song Mingming's face also looked quite serious. He had a clear understanding of his own strength, and the most taboo opponent was this kind of old cultivator.
Each veteran cultivator may not have the highest level among the same level, but his skills are quite sophisticated. In battle, he can discover the biggest weakness of his opponent and use his own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses.
Compared with the monks in the early and middle stages of foundation building, the strength that the monks exploded in battle in the later stages was obviously superior.
"Go" When the fighting party started, Sun Shengyuan opened his mouth and spat out a broken blade that was only the size of a palm and had obvious gaps on it that looked miserable.
The whole body of the Broken Blade was blood red, and every time a burst of magic power passed from its surface, there would be a vague smell of blood filling the nostrils.
The violent energy emitted by this broken blade is far greater than that of an ordinary second-level high-grade spiritual weapon, and it seems to be specially designed for fighting.
"Hmph, double sickles," the opposite monk Song Mingming, a late-stage monk of the Song family's foundation, showed a look of fear on his face, and then he sacrificed an extremely rare spiritual weapon, connected by a piece of cork, with two pieces at the top and bottom. A spiritual weapon composed of sickles.
The two scythes moved up and down, one in front of the other, as if they were specially used to claim the lives of others. A violent energy no less than a broken blade filled the scythes.
"Squeak!" Soon after, under the control of two late-stage foundation-building monks, two second-order high-grade spiritual weapons collided together.
The fierce energy was killing each other, and the spiritual weapons were competing against each other. There was a harsh sound like the chirping of ghosts.