The fighting environment that Tong Xiuyin chose was the bamboo forest.
A large green bamboo forest, each tree is as thick as a thigh and more than ten meters high. The slender bamboo leaves are verdant and filled with refreshing fragrance.
When the wind blows, there is a rustling sound that lingers in my ears.
Tong Xiuyin shuttled between the bamboo forests, with swaying flying shadows and numerous phantoms. The long whip in her hand varied in length and struck Shen Hongyue from all directions, as if countless spiritual snakes were flying and unpredictable.
Shen Hongyue looked cold and arrogant, and in the depths of her beautiful eyes, there seemed to be a faint green moonlight filling the air. Immediately, she saw her slender plain hand raised, and a clear and white light slowly shone between the five fingers hanging down, as if holding two wheels. Like the bright moon.
This is also the Little Yin Moon Hand, but it is different from Lin Bai's Little Yin Moon Hand.
The Little Yin Yue Hand passed down by Yin Yue Mountain often appears differently when practiced by different people.
Two small bright moons rose, but with astonishing power, they surrounded Shen Hongyue and resisted all Tong Xiuyin's attacks.
Immediately, two flashes of crimson flashed in the depths of Shen Hongyue's pupils. She raised her right hand and curled her five fingers together. A crimson half moon condensed and emerged. She waved her right hand and the crimson moon tore the sky apart at an astonishing speed. It slashed towards Tong Xiuyin, leaving a red trace in the air.
Tong Xiuyin Yao's shadow was so thick that it was difficult to distinguish between real and fake. She avoided the attack of the crimson half-moon and took out the whip from the other side. With a slight shake, she made an astonishing roar, like a dragon flying into the sky.
I saw the crimson half-moon turning in mid-air, drawing a graceful arc, and heading towards Tong Xiuyin again.
The surrounding green bamboos were constantly being destroyed, either cut off or directly broken. Countless bamboo leaves were flying in the sky, and were shattered by terrifying power, filling the air like dust and smoke.
Tong Xiuyin struck down a hundred long whips with one move. The strong wind blew and the green bamboo swayed. Countless bamboo leaves fell with the wind again. Pulled by the invisible power of the Hundred Shadow Strike, they turned into a spiral of bamboo leaves, like bamboo. The leaves swooped down from the sky like dragons.
The roaring sound resounded through the bamboo forest, causing more bamboo leaves to fall down and merge into the bamboo leaf dragon, making it even more powerful.
Shen Hongyue's complexion suddenly changed.
He opened his arms and breathed out an astonishing breath, surging with tyrannical power. The outline of a bright moon appeared behind him, which quickly solidified and turned into a crimson moon the size of a millstone.
The crimson moon rises into the sky, carrying the unstoppable momentum of a wolf, conflicting with all cages, obstacles, and shackles.
Hundreds of shadows shattered one after another, and the crimson moon also continued to tremble, seeming to be broken but not broken, but with the impact of the bamboo leaf dragon, it seemed like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the crimson moon shattered, and the bamboo leaf dragon It also collapsed, but the remaining bamboo leaves were as sharp as swords and shot towards Shen Hongyue.
Each bamboo leaf carries part of Tong Xiuyin's power. Although it cannot be said to be very powerful, it is superior in number. There are thousands of them. Dozens of them shoot at Shen Hongyue in a continuous wave. It brought a lot of trouble to Shen Hongyue.
There were more than a dozen waves in a row, with Tong Xiuyin's whip shadow passing through them.
This was a combat environment that was very favorable for Tong Xiuyin, but it had no effect on Shen Hongyue. She gradually fell into a disadvantage and was later hit and defeated.
Tong Xiuyin got one point and Shen Hongyue got zero points.
The fourth game is No. 7 Shen Hongyue versus No. 1 Fang Xingchen.
When she learned that her opponent was Fang Xingchen, Shen Hongyue's pretty face changed drastically.
Fang Xingchen!
The known strongest core disciple in the sect reached the third level half a year ago. After half a year, it is unknown what level his strength has reached.
Although he already knew that he would definitely face off against Fang Xingchen, when it really came, the pressure in his heart still surged like crazy and could not be suppressed at all.
Taking a deep breath, her towering chest rose and fell sharply, and Shen Hongyue gradually calmed down. After all, she was not comparable to ordinary warriors. She was far superior in terms of strength, talent, and will. Knowing that it was already a fact, it was useless to think about it, and it was useless to feel uneasy. It's useless, only without fear can you show your strongest strength.
Elder Yuande asked Shen Hongyue to choose the battle terrain and environment.
Shen Hongyue started to think.
"No matter what the terrain, you are no match for me." Fang Xingchen said unhurriedly, his tone was light but with unquestionable determination. It sounded so natural, and he was indeed qualified to say such things. .
The geographical advantage can indeed be a boost, but if the strength is obvious, all external factors will seem unimportant and insignificant.
"Flat ground." Shen Hongyue made her choice.
People who knew Shen Hongyue well were immediately surprised, and soon understood that it was indeed as Fang Xingchen said, no matter what kind of terrain Shen Hongyue chose, he would not be his opponent. In this case, there was no need to choose The terrain that is most beneficial to you so that others are not adequately prepared.
In the previous battles, he suddenly chose the terrain that was favorable to him, naturally in order to score the first points.
Comparing these opponents, none of them are ordinary. In a real fight, the outcome is unpredictable. If you can win one, it is one.
As Shen Hongyue wished, the land beneath her feet turned into a flat piece of brown land.
"Let's take action." Fang Xingchen stood with his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent, his deep eyes seemed to have a hint of emptiness, he seemed to be looking at Shen Hongyue, but he seemed to be empty-headed and ignored everything.
Be still and concentrate!
In an instant, Shen Hongyue completely adjusted, her expression returned to cold and arrogant, her eyes were shining brightly, and her pupils seemed to contain two crimson moons.
All of a sudden, Shen Hongyue showed her strongest form, and the crimson moon in her eyes became more and more obvious, as if it was about to condense into substance.
"The moon soul chases the soul!"
Amidst the shouts, a red moon seemed to jump out of nothingness. After rushing into the sky, it swooped down and hit Fang Xingchen.
Fang Xingchen looked calm, as if he didn't notice it, and allowed the red moon to approach.
It wasn't until the moment when the crimson moon fell in front of him that Fang Xingchen stretched out his right hand. He looked slowly, and the movement and trajectory of his arm were extremely clear.
Everyone couldn't help but be shocked.
Fang Xingchen actually grabbed the crimson moon with his bare hands.
Shen Hongyue's pupils shrank. That crimson moon contained three small true meanings and its own tyrannical power. The hand Fang Xingchen grabbed didn't seem to have any aura fluctuations. He dared to grab it like this. Don't you want that hand anymore?
But would Fang Xingchen be that stupid?
Obviously not.
Chen Zong stared at Fang Xingchen, his pupils contracted. This Fang Xingchen's control over his own power has reached such a profound level, without any breath leaking out, so it looks like it is just an ordinary move, but in fact all the power They are all restrained in the hands, as if hidden under the skin.
Without any surprise, under everyone's gaze, Fang Xingchen grabbed the Crimson Moon with one hand. The Crimson Moon, which was the size of a millstone, quickly shrunk and condensed into a ball of half a fist, which was caught in Fang Xingchen's hand.
Opening his palms, Fang Xingchen's deep eyes fell on them, a smile appeared on his face, and he praised without hesitation: "It's very beautiful."
This evaluation made Shen Hongyue dumbfounded.
Although this was not her strongest move, it was still her second move. Fang Xingchen could control and shrink it so easily, and even gave a very beautiful evaluation, as if she was evaluating an item.
Immediately, without waiting for Shen Hongyue to react, Fang Xingchen shook his palm slightly. If you look carefully, you will find that there are heavy ripples spreading out from Fang Xingchen's palm.
The crimson moon compressed in the palm of his hand suddenly shot out and shot towards Shen Hongyue at a faster speed.
Shen Hongyue's expression suddenly changed, and she was horrified. From the compressed crimson moon, she felt a more majestic and domineering power, and it locked herself, unable to dodge it no matter what.
Resist hard.
There was a roar, and the crimson light suddenly expanded, covering Shen Hongyue's whole body, as if it was swallowing her.
Fang Xingchen once again stood with his hands behind his hands and looked forward indifferently.
When the crimson light dissipated, Shen Hongyue half-knelt on the ground, holding her hands on the ground, panting and looking pale. The blow just now seemed to have penetrated into the body and was raging, and she had to use up all her strength to resist.
"I surrender." After a few breaths, Shen Hongyue, who had regained a little strength, spoke with a low tone and a gloomy expression. She could never have expected that there was such a big gap between her own strength and Fang Xingchen's.
Everyone was also horrified.
In any case, Shen Hongyue is at the second level, and Fang Xingchen is at the third level. Even if the gap between the first and second levels is not that big.
Could it be that the third pole has reached a point that is difficult to understand?
"It is indeed very strong." Chen Zong said secretly, with a hint of fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.
It is not difficult for Chen Zong to defeat Shen Hongyue, but Fang Xingchen's understatement and extraordinary methods really surprised Chen Zong.
The more this happens, the stronger Chen Zong's fighting spirit becomes. But now, it is not the time for him to face off against Fang Xingchen. He takes a deep breath and exhales long to temporarily suppress the fighting spirit in his heart.
The other eight people were all frightened. Who is Fang Xingchen's opponent?
Sure enough, the first place was already determined, and the only one who could compete was the second place.
No, maybe only the third one. Thinking of this, Yu Zhengxiao, Tang Zhengming and Tong Xiuyin couldn't help but look at Chen Zong.
When he was performing the mission in the Chiyang sub-world, Chen Zong's strength was better than theirs, and they all knew that Chen Zong's cultivation at that time did not reach the nine-star limit. After such a period of practice, Its strength must have become stronger, but I don't know what level it has reached.
Has it reached the third pole?
It’s unclear. Chen Zong neither admitted nor denied it.
However, if we insist on saying that there is someone who can compete with Fang Xingchen, maybe Chen Zong has some possibilities, but they are only some possibilities, especially after seeing Fang Xingchen's move this time.
Fang Xingchen won, and Shen Hongyue lost for the second time.
"Senior Brother, this Fang Xingchen's strength is indeed very strong." A disciple of Jiwu Tianzong was surprised.
"Indeed, he is not weak." The young man in black robes said in a low voice, his eyes sparkling with hope.
Then, it was the turn of No. 6 Liao Feifan to play, and Liao Feifan's opponent was No. 2, and No. 2 was none other than Chen Zong.