Lu Ping attacked with two blood talismans. This time it was Yuan Zhan's turn to secretly scold him for being a prodigal. The disciples watching in the audience were also shocked. This guy had four blood talismans in a short time. What a big deal!
Yuan Zhan's previous "Earth Wall Technique" was just an ordinary talisman, which could not withstand the attack of the blood talisman. He quickly took another "Earth Shield Technique" talisman, and at the same time played out the only remaining high-grade blood talisman, and the talisman turned into a
A fire dragon swallowed the Fire Crow Talisman in one gulp and exploded again.
At the same time, Yuan Zhan's right hand magic weapon fired several sword energy one after another, trying his best to break another "Water Binding Technique" talisman. At this time, he had no time to block the "Falling Stone Technique" talisman, and three huge rocks weighing more than a thousand kilograms fell on Yuan Zhan.
On the two protective talismans, the two talismans were smashed to pieces. Yuan Zhan was also beaten back by the huge force, and he was in a panic.
Seeing a rare opportunity, Lu Ping took advantage of the victory and pursued it. He fired out swordsmanship in the "Shu" realm one after another. At the same time, the spells on his left hand also matched the swordsmanship on his right hand, firing one after another. It turned out to be quite smooth, and he had to catch up with the sword.
speed.
Liu Xianchang, who was on the central stage, saw that Lu Ping had instantly taken the initiative, and at the same time, the spells with his left hand were extremely fast. He couldn't help but say "Hey", attracting the attention of several immortals around him.
"It's rare to actually understand the 'skill' realm of magic during a fight!" said an immortal.
"Both swordsmanship and spells have reached the level of 'skill'. It's hard to decide the winner in this battle!" said another.
At this time, only Fang Xian had a bad look on his face. He snorted secretly, his face was calm, but the corners of his eyes kept beating, his eyes flickering, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Lu Ping suddenly took the initiative and understood the realm of magic. His morale was high for a while and he continued to attack. Yuan Zhanzhan, who had a higher level of cultivation, tried his best to support.
Yuan Zhan is now angry and annoyed. His performance was good at first, but his performance suddenly deteriorated. It seems that he has to use the method of suppressing the bottom of the box. Yuan Zhan originally wanted to rely on this method to compete with the masters of the ninth level of blood refining in the subsequent battles.
, now I don’t care much anymore.
Amid everyone's exclamations, a silver long sword floated above Yuan Zhan's head. In the silver light, a sharp breath was directed at Lu Ping. Lu Ping suddenly felt that his face was cut by a knife and it hurt!
"A magic weapon, it's a magic weapon!" Amidst the exclamations of everyone, Yuan Zhan smiled fiercely, and his magic power was continuously input into the long sword.
Lu Ping saw Yuan Zhan sacrificing the magical weapon, his face was solemn, but he was not panicked.
If you can have a magic weapon yourself, it's not surprising if others have it.
While Lu Ping cast spells to attack Yuan Zhan and prevent him from inputting spiritual power into the magical weapon, he also secretly injected magic power into his own magical weapon, the bronze mirror.
While the two were fighting, all the disciples in the audience held their breath and concentrated, and even a few of the immortal leaders on the central stage turned their attention.
In the blink of an eye, the silver sword above Yuan Zhan's head turned into a ray of light, flashed past everyone's eyes, and struck at Lu Ping.
Everyone felt sorry for Lu Ping. They originally thought they would enjoy the success of a leapfrog challenge, but unexpectedly Yuan had the magic weapon as a back-up.
Just when everyone thought that Lu Ping would definitely be defeated, they heard a loud "ding" sound. The disciples thought that the presiding immortal had blocked the attack of the magical weapon. When they turned around to look, they saw a bronze mirror hanging in the air in front of Lu Ping.
, withstood the silver flying sword.
Magic weapon, see magic weapon again!
It turned out that both sides had magical weapons. This was so exciting. The mood of all the disciples in the audience suddenly rose. Even Liu Xianchang was shocked and delighted at the same time.
Yuan Zhan originally thought he had a chance to win, but unexpectedly Lu Ping also had a magic weapon, which was actually a defensive magic weapon.
"Damn it!" Yuan Zhan cursed secretly, withdrew his silver flying sword, injected his spiritual power into it, and prepared for the second strike.
Disciples in the blood refining stage have no spiritual consciousness, cannot remotely control the magic weapon to attack and defend freely, and cannot change freely. They can only use the magic weapon straight away like Yuan Zhan, one strike at a time.
Now Yuan Zhan can only hope to defeat Lu Ping based on his strong spiritual power.
Lu Ping also quickly took back the bronze mirror and prepared to resist the second attack. At the same time, he took out two high-grade blood talismans in his hand and secretly prepared them.
Just when Yuan Zhan fired his second blow, Lu Ping used the bronze mirror to lift the gear and hit the two talismans at the same time.
Yuan Zhan did not expect that Lu Ping's spiritual power was so strong. He was almost no longer under his eighth level of cultivation. He was caught off guard by the two blood talismans. He hastily injected the remaining spiritual power into the magic weapon and threw it out, destroying the magic weapon.
The price was to block one of the talismans, but the second one was helpless and watched helplessly as the talisman turned into three wooden thorns and stabbed at him.
A spell came out and turned into a silver shield, blocking Lu Ping's blood talisman. The presiding immortal shouted: "Seventh team Lu Ping wins!"
Lu Ping let out a sigh of relief. He was so close. He didn't expect to be eliminated among the top sixty-four. Remembering that he still wanted to be among the top sixteen before the game, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.
After getting off the stage, Lu Ping was naturally congratulated by the seniors and disciples. It turned out that his fight lasted the longest, and the other participating disciples had already completed the fight regardless of victory or defeat.
This round of competition in the morning was already quite fierce. Many powerful disciples began to stand out, and the appearance of magic weapons was no longer new. There were also many disciples who were originally good at meeting in advance because of the lottery. After the fierce battle,
Although everyone watching the battle was feasting their eyes, they also felt sorry for the failed disciple.
Among the "Five Shows", Zhao Lang and Qian Fei met the already famous ninth-level blood refining disciples in this round. Although they showed their full strength and each had two magic weapons, in the end they still lacked spiritual power.
In the defeat, it was Du Feng, the second senior student, who eliminated Qian Fei.
University Principal Yao Yong also won easily. He only used a low-level magic weapon to defeat a disciple who had just reached the ninth level of blood refining. During the battle, Yao Yong's weapon and skill both reached the level of "skill" without using a single weapon.
Zhang Fulu simply defeated his opponent.
Then there was the fourth senior sister Shi Lingling, who faced off against a ninth-level disciple with an eighth-level cultivation of blood refining. She was also in the dual "skill" realm of weapon and magic. She used two magic weapons and defeated with the help of several high-grade talismans.
Opponent, the "Five Shows" restored their declining reputation.
Only four people from the seventh team entered the top 32, namely college principal Yao Yong, second senior Du Feng, and fourth seniors Shi Lingling and Lu Ping. All other disciples were eliminated.
Among the thirty-two people, disciples of the ninth level of blood refining accounted for more than half. The rest, except Lu Ping, were all disciples of the eighth level of blood refining with their own methods. Lu Ping suddenly became the center of attention and became a dark horse.
Lu Ping, who has always been low-key, was very uncomfortable with the name.
Liu Xianchang on the central stage was also one of the most praised figures at this time. Four of his disciples entered the top thirty-two. This result means that all the disciples will be eliminated in the next round. He can also securely occupy the top five of the team.
Before the fourth round started in the afternoon, Lu Ping had a bad premonition. Sure enough, after the matchup situation came out, Xian Chang, who was in charge of drawing lots, shouted loudly: "Lu Ping from the seventh team versus Leng Qian from the fourteenth team!"