Gu Changhuan is not the only one who is interested in this. The young talents of Donghuang present here, and even the four Jindan next door, are also curious.
As for Su Shaoxun giving up the competition before he tried his best, Qi Zhi and the other three Jindan did not have any objections.
After all, it's just a discussion, not a life-or-death fight. If they want to fight or retreat, they can decide for themselves.
On this side, there are only three people left in the competition in the Star Building. As long as they play three more games, the first, second and third place can be determined.
The result of the draw was that Dongfang Zhi faced off against Yan Qingzhu; Xiu Ming had a temporary bye, and would wait until one of the two loses before facing off against Xiuming.
If Xiu Ming is defeated, there will naturally be no need for a third round.
Under the attention of everyone, Yan Qingzhu and Dongfang Zhi came to the formation.
The person who hosted the competition for them was Wu Qiugu disciple Ouyang.
Dongfang Zhi was a physical practitioner and did not usually use swords and other magical weapons. However, facing Yan Qingzhu, a cultivator with Tianling roots, he did not dare to rely on him. He summoned his full set of magical weapons, armor and gloves, and headed towards Yan Qingzhu.
Qingzhu attacked.
Yan Qingzhu is a Dharma cultivator through and through. He knows his own weaknesses, so the moment Dongfang Zhi disappeared, the red-gold divine fire protected his whole body.
Gu Changhuan clearly saw that the fist gloves showed signs of softening the moment they came close to the divine fire.
What a powerful flame, could it be some kind of spiritual fire?
And Dongfang Zhi also realized the power of this divine fire, turned around and retreated to the original place.
Within the defense composed of divine fire, Yan Qingzhu smiled slightly.
He kneaded the secret with one hand, and the divine fire surged suddenly, spreading around at an alarming speed.
Tongues of fire swallowed it up, and the spiritual energy in the air burned up. Dongfang Zhi's face turned pale, and he put his hand on the storage bag. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and took out a blue shield.
Su Shaoxun's eyes lit up when he saw the shield.
Not for anything else, just for the crystal clear spring crystal on that shield, the size of an adult's thumb.
If this thing helps, the time it takes for her to advance to the golden elixir can be greatly shortened.
I saw her bright eyes flashing, as if she was thinking of something.
Peng Liantian also looked at the shield with keen interest. The weapon refining material such as spring crystal is really extremely rare. If you use this kind of heaven and earth spiritual material to refine a magic weapon, it will be easy to refine it into a magic weapon.
The refiner who refined this shield must also know his own weight and the preciousness of the spring crystal. He did not completely refine the spring crystal, but only embedded it on the shield so that the monks could borrow the power of the spring crystal for easy use.
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If he waits until he reaches the golden elixir stage, he can use this spring crystal to refine a real magic weapon.
Most of the others also recognized the spring crystal on the shield, and their eyes lit up.
Gu Changhuan raised his eyebrows. Although this man was a casual cultivator, he had some good things in his hands.
Under the control of Dongfang Zhi, the shield inlaid with spring crystals was seen emitting aqua-blue light, resisting the powerful flames.
Apparently, there was nothing that Divine Fire could do against Dongfang Zhi for the time being.
In this regard, Yan Qingzhu's expression did not change much.
It's just a magic weapon inlaid with spring crystals. If this thing can easily resist his divine fire, then what's the point of cultivating his divine fire so hard.
With this thought in mind, the true energy was injected into the divine fire. In an instant, the defensive light of the spring crystal weakened a lot, and even became flickering.
Dongfang Zhi's expression froze. He did not expect that the spring crystal shield, which had been invincible against fire-attribute spells in the past, could not withstand the flames of Yan Qingzhu.
He gritted his teeth and increased the injection of true energy, and at the same time, he moved again.
Within the shelter of the divine fire, Yan Qingzhu smiled.
useless.
Within the formation, the divine fire of Yan Qingzhu was burning unbridled, while outside the formation, Ouyang, who was responsible for guarding the formation disk, suddenly changed his expression, slapped his palm on the formation disk, and the true energy was continuously poured into it.
Got in.
Only then did the formation's signs of melting and shattering be stabilized.
At this time, the divine fire had filled the entire formation, and many monks were unable to detect the scene within the formation with their spiritual consciousness, so they could only wait quietly.
After three breaths, a sentence came out loudly from within the formation:
"I surrender!"
Listen to the sound, it is Dongfangzhi.
The divine fire subsided, and Dongfang Zhi was seen standing less than ten meters in front of Yan Qingzhu. However, he was not in a good condition at this time. His face was burned black, and even his hair and clothes were burned and curled.
His skin was burned red, and the armor on his body was nowhere to be found.
On the other hand, Yan Qingzhu was meticulously dressed and had not even changed his position.
From the beginning to the end, he just activated his natal divine fire to fight against the enemy.
Everyone marveled at the power of his natal spiritual fire, and even Gu Changhuan couldn't help but say in his heart, "What a domineering spiritual fire."
Dongfang Zhi walked out of the formation with a burning smell, walked to the side and sat cross-legged to meditate, recovering from his injuries.
Yan Qingzhu returned directly to his seat.
He was not someone who didn't know the importance of taking action, so Dongfang Zhi was willing to sacrifice his life. After he melted his armor, Dongfang Zhi gave up.
Therefore, the injury suffered by Dongfangzhi was only on the surface of the skin. After taking the healing elixir, it would take less than three to five days to recover.
Dongfang Zhi was meditating, and naturally there were no discerning monks who came to disturb him, while Yan Qingzhu was surrounded by all kinds of praises.
Fortunately, he had seen this kind of scene a lot since he was a child, and even if he was praised by these elite monks of the Eastern Wasteland, it did not become inflated.
On the other side, the other three Master Jindan looked at Master Bai Yan of the Yan family.
"My nephew, Fellow Daoist Yan, is really outstanding!"
Qi Zhi admired from the bottom of his heart.
The other two Jindan also nodded in agreement.
Master Bai Yan was a little proud, but he still said modestly:
"Although Qingzhu is excellent, he is still a little younger after all and still needs experience;
And speaking of it, who among our families doesn’t have an outstanding junior?”
No matter how politely the four Jindan masters chatted here, it took half an hour before the next competition started on the Star Reaching Tower.
Gu Changhuan looked outside the railing, the sun was gradually turning westward, thinking that today's Fenglin meeting would take quite a long time.
Then his eyes turned to the formation again. If Dongfang Zhi won this game, there would be no need to fight in the third game.
If Xiu Ming wins, he will have another fight with Yan Qingzhu.
At this moment, Xiu Ming looked at Dongfang Zhi with a calm expression on his face.
But he was thinking in his heart that it was okay for him to lose to Yan Qingzhu, but he could not lose to Dongfang Zhi no matter what.
Although physical training is difficult to deal with and this Eastern body-stopping technique is weird, he is not helpless.
but······
He sighed in his heart. There were some methods, but if he used them, he couldn't control them freely. It would be okay if he hurt Dongfang Zhi, but if he killed him by mistake, that would be bad.