Chapter 303 Invitation of magic VS Invitation of magic
Asking for magic vs. asking for magic
When Feng Yi used the fourth level of the Five Thunder Palm Technique, the outcome was already doomed.
The power of four thunderbolts was pulled into Feng Yi's hand, and it was shot towards the giant tree falling from the sky.
Bang!
A towering tree instantly lost all vitality under the critical strikes of four thunderbolts, exploded in mid-air, and disappeared into a cloud of mist.
But the power of the thunder had not dissipated yet, and it flew towards Qingyun following the breath.
Then Qingyun enjoyed a wave of thunder electrotherapy very painfully. Even though it seemed nothing serious on the outside, his body twitched from time to time still betrayed him.
"Junior Brother's Five Thunder Palm Technique is amazing, I give up." After defusing the thunder and lightning that shuttled through his body, Qingyun clasped his fists and then stepped aside.
He has already lost, so naturally he has no right to stay any longer.
"First round, Feng Yisheng!" the little Taoist priest responsible for maintaining order shouted loudly.
"I didn't expect that he really has two brushes."
"To summon thunder, you must have a natural thunder body. It seems that he is very lucky."
"Yes, the thunder is as strong as the sun, and it is extremely effective in dealing with demons and ghosts. It is really enviable..."
For a while, the onlookers were talking a lot, and without exception, they all expressed great envy for Feng Yi's physique.
"Master, is junior brother born with a thunder body?" Qiu Sheng asked in a low voice after hearing this.
"Even my master doesn't know what kind of physique he has... But at least he is not just a thunder physique. Your junior brother has really inherited good genes!" Uncle Jiu shook his head weakly when he saw this.
The apprentice is so outstanding, but as a master, it’s a lot of pressure!
The old Heavenly Master hiding in Jiuxiao Palace was also surprised when he saw this scene. As a Heavenly Master, his eyesight is naturally much higher than that of others.
On a different level, it can be seen from Feng Yi's attack just now that he did not use all his strength.
"Is it possible that he still has reservations? If that's the case, it would be terrible."
Before the thought disappeared, Qingsong, who had been prepared for a long time, walked up to Feng Yi, cupped his hands and said: "Junior brother is actually born with a thunder body. The power of this thunder is really amazing, I admire you!"
"Easy to say." Faced with the compliment, Feng Yi just replied lightly.
Seeing this, Qingsong felt a little dissatisfied and advised: "Junior brother, what I am good at is the art of inviting gods. Your thunder power has no effect on me."
"Thank you for informing me, senior brother." Feng Yi still looked indifferent and held his hand casually.
Taoist priest Xuanzhen nodded secretly when he saw Feng Yi's performance in the first competition, and then said to Feng Yi: "The art of inviting the gods is to invite the ancestor to get on the body. It is extremely powerful and invulnerable, and it has a strong resistance to the power of thunder."
If you try to use the Five Thunder Palm Technique again, it will have no effect."
"Thank you Master Master for the reminder." Feng nodded in agreement.
"Junior brother, you must have heard about the magic of magic. You can know the weaknesses without me telling you. In order to make you convinced that you have lost, I allow you to use the peach wood sword. How about it?" Qingsong was very considerate and helped Feng Yi with ideas.
Wencai heard the pair of uncles whisper: "Master, why do you feel that this person has not yet become smart enough to reveal his weaknesses?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head speechlessly and said: "Although he is arrogant, he also has the confidence to be arrogant. I think it took your Uncle Four Eyes several years to upgrade the magic of inviting gods from the first level to the second level. He can do it with
Achieving this achievement in a weak year is indeed something to be proud of.
such a pity…"
Uncle Jiu looked at Feng Yi and sighed: "Feng Yi has reached the third level in both the Divine Invitation Technique and the Demon-Slaying Technique. Even if he doesn't compete seriously, he is sure to win."
After hearing this, Wen Cai sighed: "Why does Feng Yi feel so relaxed? Could it be that the master deliberately let things go?"
"Release the water? It's impossible. Your master has high hopes for Qingsong." Uncle Jiu said slowly.
Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai looked sideways, and sure enough they saw the eye contact between Taoist Xuanzhen and Qingsong. Taoist Xuanzhen was obviously warning Qingsong to go all out, and Qingsong nodded imperceptibly.
"It's really boring." Qiu Sheng looked at Wen Cai and said.
"Yeah, no matter how hard you try, it's useless. Such a blow is too cruel." Wen Cai nodded in deep agreement and said.
As the sound of the competition sounded, Qingsong concentrated on it, held the magic formula with both hands, put his hand between his eyebrows, and stepped on the ground with his right foot -
Whenever I look at magic, it's always so... wretched.
But what surprised everyone was that when Qingsong used the magic of inviting gods, Feng Yi sat in the same movement as him and actually used the magic of inviting gods!
"...It's amazing, he can even summon divine magic."
"It can't be fake, right?"
"Are you stupid? You don't know how to use magic to avoid a broken leg.
Effect. Since he can use the fourth level of the Five Thunder Palm Technique, do you think he is as brainless as you?"
"They are all techniques of inviting gods, but Senior Brother Qingsong only practices this one, and the technique of inviting gods has reached the second level. His understanding of the techniques of inviting gods is much stronger."
"Yeah, I think this Feng Yi has no trump cards anymore. He actually wants to fight head-on. He will definitely lose!"
"I think it's a sign of confidence that he's doing this..."
"You actually contradict me, I want to make a bet with you!"
"What are you betting on..."
"Help each other wash a week's worth of dirty laundry."
"Isn't it just a week's worth of clothes? I bet you..."
The disciples were noisy here, and Taoist Master Xuanzhen looked at Feng Yi playfully. I didn't expect that he could even use divine magic. Are you really confident that you can beat Qingsong?
Are you too confident?
Soon, Qingsong's body became huge, and the muscles on his body swelled like bao zha. Combined with his tall and burly figure, he looked like a human meat grinder.
On the other hand, Feng Yi was not only slower than Qingsong, but even the body he used to perform the magic technique was not as strong as his opponent, so he was obviously weaker.
Just now, the little Taoist priest who had won the bet from Qingsong looked proudly at the little Taoist priest who made a bet with him. He didn't have to wash the dirty clothes himself for a week, and he was very happy.
Boom, boom, boom!
Qingsong, who succeeded in summoning the gods first, walked towards Feng Yi with strong steps. When he came to Feng Yi, Feng Yi had just succeeded in summoning the gods...
It’s been too long since I’ve used the magic of inviting gods, and the magic of inviting gods has reached the third level, so I’m obviously a little unfamiliar with it.
When Qingsong clenched a casserole-sized fist and punched Feng Yi, Feng Yi resisted in a hurry, his body trembled slightly, and then he punched Qingsong in the chest.
With a bang, Qingsong's body flew high into the sky, and then fell heavily
fell to the ground.
ha?
When Qingsong hit Feng Yi, the opponent's body just shook, but Feng Yi's punch directly knocked him away...
How can this be!
After Qingsong got up, he was also horrified. The power of the punch just now was so powerful, it seemed to be more powerful than the second level of his own magic...
Has he already reached the third level?
How can it be!
Please practice magic after the basic cultivation method reaches the third level. If you want to practice to the third level, the basic cultivation method must reach the fifth level...
Impossible, he has only started working for less than a year, there is no way he can do it so quickly!
It must be a coincidence.
It must be.
Thinking of this, Qingsong used all his strength and rushed forward again...
