After hearing Boyong announce the start of the final showdown, the Great Talisman Master Bingqi smiled and asked Du Feng to fight. He was proud of his grandson. In his opinion, this year's martial arts competition should be won by Du Feng.
Not only him, but most people in the tribe also see it this way.
"Haha, Bingqi, this time Lingsun will give you a face again." Boyong said with a smile.
Bingqi pretended to be humble: "The leader is looking down upon me. My grandson grew up soaking in elixir jars. He is incomparable to someone like Tu Yan who practices hard."
"Well, Tu Yan's current results are indeed good, but it is difficult for him to win this battle today." Boyong gave his own judgment. The reason why he said this was because of the two people's holy martial arts and holy skills.
The treasure gap.
Dufeng has a sledgehammer sacred treasure, which has been inscribed with the most careful attention by Bingqi, and uses the three-spirit talisman that Bingqi is most proud of. As the son of a Tu Yan slave, there is no good equipment.
The battle seems unfair, but things in the world have always been like this. Equipment is considered part of a warrior's strength. On the battlefield, if someone is killed by the enemy because of the difference between the sacred treasure and the skill, can you argue that it is unfair?
Regardless of whether some people want to believe it or not, origin is very important. It is a part of a warrior's own strength, and it is a very important part.
Boyong said: "In my opinion, Zhao Xiong is slightly stronger than Tu Yan, and he can still compete with Du Feng. Cai Jue and Ling's nephew are also pretty good."
Cai Jue shook his head and said: "He was promoted to the second level not long ago, and the holy talisman on the holy treasure is not as good as Xiaofeng. This competition is just self-defeating."
Amid everyone's discussion, Zhao Xiong and Du Feng were already fighting together.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
From the beginning, Xiaofeng used all his strength, relying on the second-grade holy treasure and the powerful three-spirit talisman to pour out his powerful spiritual power. Zhao Xiong could only parry, and he was getting more and more overwhelmed with each move. He was already defeated.
now!
boom!
When Xiaofeng launched his fourth ferocious move, Zhao Xiong's holy treasure was knocked to the ground, and he was shocked to the point where he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Don't fight! Daofeng wins!" Cai Jue shouted quickly. He was worried about the safety of his nephew Zhao Xiong, so he directly announced the result of the battle.
"Accept." Dufeng bowed his hand with a calm expression. He didn't feel proud. The championship was just a piece of cake for him, and he had become soft-hearted in the past few years.
"Zhao Xiong can be eliminated in four moves... Oh my God, Zhao Xiong is also in the same second-level heaven realm."
"Diao Feng has become more proficient in using the holy treasure. This is so brave!"
When Tu Yan came on stage, everyone's expressions suddenly became very strange. They couldn't bear to see Tu Yan, a very motivated child, being beaten down by the wind. In everyone's eyes, Tu Yan's strength was not as good as Zhao Xiong's.
Defeat can only happen within three moves.
Tu Yan's character seemed relatively firm. He pulled out the heavy knife from his back and silently glanced at Dou Feng opposite him.
Boyong let out a soft sigh, and said to Bingqi beside him: "Bingqi, the heavy sword in Tu Yan's hand seems to be a second-grade holy treasure?"
Bingqi touched his white beard, nodded and said: "It is indeed a second-grade holy treasure, but it is just a broken piece."
"Oh, scrap?" After Bingqi finished speaking, Boyong also discovered that a corner of the heavy knife was missing, and it was indeed a scrap.
Bingqi said: "Have you forgotten, leader? Not long ago, in the conflict with the Chiyanpo Alliance, Yan Ming, the elder of the Xuanfeng tribe, was killed, and his holy treasure fell into the hands of Tu Yan. The remaining holy treasure is
The power of the holy treasure is naturally much lower than that of a complete one. Moreover, Tu Yan is not proficient in manipulation, and Tu Yan's skills are not as good as that of Xiao Feng. Tu Yan will still lose this battle."
Boyong said: "Although he lost, it is not easy for Tu Yan to get a residual holy treasure by seizing the trophies. If he survives the third move in this battle, he can focus on training. Provided by the tribe
His resources and treatment are similar to those of Zhao Xiong."
The battle in the field has begun. Quick victory is Du Feng's usual style. He launches a fierce attack as soon as he comes up and wants to end the battle as soon as possible. After all, he has the advantage of the holy treasure of Kung Fu. This time he wants to defeat Tu in three moves.
Inflammation is the most normal.
He used the mountain-moving technique of the second-level holy martial arts taught to him by Bingqi. This kind of technique strikes like a mountain falling, and its momentum is extremely broad. Generally, those with poor cultivation will be directly overwhelmed by the momentum. Even those with good cultivation will be overwhelmed by the momentum.
It is difficult to withstand such overwhelming attacks, and is often crushed by heavy attacks.
At a certain moment, Daofeng swung the sledgehammer in his hand, causing a strong wind to rise above the hillside. The sledgehammer in his hand weighed 520 kilograms. It was a perfect match for using the Mountain Moving Technique. If the opponent's weapon was of such high quality,
If you don't pass it, the weapon will break if you touch it once!
When Tu Yan saw Da Feng slashing with his sword, his face became more solemn than ever before. Of course he knew how powerful Da Feng's move was. His waist sank, his feet strode forward, and he held his broken sword with both hands. He was filled with spiritual energy.
It poured into the sword in my hand like a flood!
Facing Xiaofeng's sledgehammer, he must fight the enemy with all his strength!
However, the moment the spiritual power poured into the sword, Tu Yan was slightly startled.
The flow of spiritual power seems...much smoother than before!
It has been several days since Tu Yan got this sword from the dead ghost elder of the Xuanfeng tribe. Before that, he poured spiritual power into it. It felt like pouring water into a blocked ditch. The sword could only absorb very little.
A lot of the spiritual power will even be wasted, but this time, the sword is like a whirlpool, absorbing as much spiritual power as there is, the absorption is extremely smooth, and there is no sense of stagnation!
how so?
Tu Yan had no time to think about it, Du Feng's sledgehammer was right in front of him, he shouted loudly and slashed out with one strike!
He used the first-grade holy martial arts to learn Thousands of Army Kill, and faced Du Feng's second-grade holy martial arts to move the mountain. When the sword and hammer met, there was only a loud "boom" sound, and the shock wave of the collision of spiritual energy exploded, and the hillside
The ground was shattered in an instant, Xiaofeng flew three to four feet backward, and Tu Yan also stepped back more than ten steps!
It was an even fight!
Tu Yan gasped for air and looked at the heavy knife in his hand with a look of disbelief on his face. He had fought against Dou Feng last year and knew how powerful Dou Feng was. Although they were both at the second level of Thunder Tribulation Realm, Dou Feng
The overall strength is much higher than him, and he will only suffer in a head-on fight. But just now, he miraculously blocked the hammer from Dou Feng!
He knew very well that it was not that his strength had improved, but that the sword had suddenly undergone some kind of mutation... Could it be the Purple Rain Talisman engraved on it yesterday?
Tu Yan didn’t know much about the holy talisman. He only knew that it could enhance the power of the holy treasure. In Tu Yan’s opinion, it probably increased the sharpness of the sword. Yesterday, he carved the Purple Rain Talisman and chopped it on a big tree.
After a few cuts, he didn't feel much sharper. He was still disappointed at first. He never thought that this engraving technique could improve the use of spiritual power by his sword!
Isn't that just a crude holy talisman made by a self-taught person? The power should only be increased a little bit, but why is it so powerful? Although Tu Yan doesn't understand the price of the holy talisman, he definitely understands that such a powerful effect is absolutely not worth it.
You can buy it for just one hundred holy stones!
The collision just now made Du Feng feel uncomfortable as well. He was surprised that Tu Yan could block his own blow without losing any of it.
He, Xiaofeng, couldn't get any advantage in a head-on fight!
"What!" Boyong was shocked and moved, "Using the broken holy treasure and the first-grade holy martial arts to block the wind, the second-grade holy treasure and the second-grade holy martial arts! How did Tu Yan do it?"
After a simple duel, the whole audience was in an uproar. Tu Yan's strength completely exceeded everyone's expectations, and everyone felt keenly that this competition was very interesting.
Bingqi touched his white beard and frowned. Although he was a bit inferior to Boyong in terms of strength, he was a great talisman master and his understanding of holy treasures was far better than Boyong's. The moment of collision just now,
He could see clearly that the broken holy treasure in Tu Yan's hand was definitely no worse than the sledgehammer in Du Feng's hand, because the light that burst out after being infused with spiritual power made people feel heart-stopping!
How could this be? Seeing that the grade of the remnant holy treasure is also Grade 2, could it be because there are some powerful strengthening talismans engraved on it? (To be continued)
This chapter has been completed!