One of the rules of fighting is that if you are knocked out of the ring and land on the ground, you lose.
Chen Mobai knew that the wooden prison talisman could not trap Gong Xiangyu for long, so he immediately knocked out the wooden prison and the opponents inside.
"Damn it, how could I lose this round?"
While shouting loudly, Gong Xiangyu, who was hit by a water fist in mid-air, took out another talisman, and then a black sword light erupted. However, the ordinary wooden prison talisman of the first-level low-grade only lasted for two seconds, and then
Cut into pieces.
"The spirit transformation talisman has been completed, and I will be able to exert power beyond the realm of Qi training immediately..."
Gong Xiangyu's right hand was completely covered with scales at this time. As he roared, this arm suddenly stretched out like a long snake and grabbed the edge of the ring. Then a powerful force burst out, causing him to lose control.
The body was forced to freeze in mid-air.
"Go back!"
In the middle of the roar, Gong Xiangyu used his right hand as a pulling force to forcefully pull his body back in mid-air.
This picture made many people’s hair stand on end.
Although there are countless spells in cultivating immortals, the image of arms turning into snakes still makes the inexperienced qi training students feel a little uncomfortable.
On the other side of the spectator seats, representatives from the Taoist Academy watched with great interest.
"Only after transforming into a spirit can the power of the spirit control technique be fully unleashed."
"In this case, although the young man's fighting consciousness and constructed spell system are very good, there is a high possibility that he will not be an opponent if he is delayed."
"We have the same view, but Chen Mobai has given me too many surprises. Maybe he has a trump card that can defeat the art of controlling spirits."
Lan Haitian's words made the three people present slightly shocked.
From the tone of voice, I seem to recognize him.
"No, it seems there is no second round."
At this moment, Bian Yiqing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.
"Huh?"
Although his cultivation is only foundation building, he is a great master of music. He can see and hear many details that they are not aware of through the atmospheric melody in silence, and thus get a premonition similar to prediction. Lan Haitian, the three of them, and the academy representatives sitting behind them all looked towards the ring, paying particular attention to Chen Mobai's movements.
Finally, Lan Haitian, who has the highest level of cultivation and the most rich combat experience, saw the clues.
I saw Chen Mobai's hands hanging naturally by his side trembling slightly with five fingers, and his left hand seemed to be holding something, lifting it gently.
At the same time, the ice water sword originally inserted in the center of the ring flew straight up. Under the control of the water control technique, it was like a flying sword and slashed towards Gong Xiangyu.
Wow!
A bright white light passed across the ring, drawing a perfect half-arc in everyone's eyes. With a faint cold current, it passed through the base of Gong Xiangyu's snake hand grasped at the edge of the ring at lightning speed. There was a "ding" and sparks flew!
I saw that the scales that appeared on Gong Xiangyu's body after he transformed into a spirit were actually very hard. Although this ice water sword was blessed by magic, it was not a real flying sword after all. Although it chopped two scales, it could not break them.
This snake's hand was cut off by the roots.
Hiss, hiss...
Onomatopoeia filled with a sinister atmosphere sounded from between Gong Xiangyu's teeth. He opened his cold vertical pupils, half of his body had returned to the ring, and when he saw that one foot was about to step on it, there was an incomparable burning heat.
The airflow suddenly emerged.
Then, a ray of red flames shot up with Chen Mobai as the center, like a giant sword overflowing with flames, and fell heavily on Gong Xiangyu's head.
The latter immediately activated his last defensive talisman. Although he did not expect to be able to block this first-level high-grade talisman that should be Chen Mobai's trump card, he also hoped to be able to block it for a while so that he could free his hands.
"It's over."
Chen Mobai spoke softly, holding the red flame sword talisman in his right hand, and moved the five fingers of his left hand again to control the ice water sword.
In the eyes of everyone in amazement, he used this water sword to cut off the entire edge of the ring that Gong Xiangyu was holding in his snake hand.
At the same time, the power of the Red Flame Sword Talisman completely exploded.
Gong Xiangyu only felt his body light up, and then he lost control of his whole body. He was hit hard by the red fire sword and fell ten meters outside the ring.
Boom!
I saw that starting from Chen Mobai, this huge arena made of square bricks and stones was cut by the red flame sword talisman to create a huge gully, which extended for twenty or thirty meters. The farther outside, the larger the diameter of the gully.
It was so big that it seemed to spread and reached its maximum at the edge of the ring.
This is because Chen Mobai exploded the red flame sword talisman that was supposed to be restrained and condensed in that place, turning into a huge shock wave and pushing Gong Xiangyu out of the ring.
At the end of the ravine was Gong Xiangyu, who was trembling all over after his footsteps landed, eyes wide open, and a look of disbelief on his face.
His whole body seemed to have been smoked, with pieces of it charred black. He looked terrifying. A layman thought he had been severely injured, but Lan Haitian and other foundation-building monks could feel that his energy and blood were unprecedentedly strong.
This is a sign that the spirit-transforming talisman is fully effective and can harness some of the second-level spirit-controlling power.
But these are no longer useful.
Because he has been knocked off the stage.
Lost.
Total loss.
Although he could argue that he was careless and underestimated his opponents, Gong Xiangyu knew that if he really did this, he would lose even his final dignity and become a mere idiot in the eyes of the representatives of the Taoist Academy.
A clown who cannot afford to lose and has a fragile heart.
"I didn't expect that I would lose to you!"
Although Gong Xiangyu didn't feel that he could win 100% when participating in the fight, he recognized that the only people who had a chance to defeat him were Yan Feng and Kong Feichen, and even Yang Jing was not qualified.
"Referee."
But Chen Mobai did not respond to his words. Instead, he raised his hand and shouted to the Danzhu Academy teacher who was still talking in the audience.
"Oh." After being shouted, the referee teacher finally came back to his senses. He coughed slightly and announced the result.
"Winner, Chen Mobai!"
When these words were shouted, Lu Hongsheng's suppressed shouts burst out from his throat at No. 5 High School, shouting like he was crazy.
Not only him, but also some people who were very gambling and placed bets on Chen Mobai also became red-eyed.
Facing the Fifth High School classmates who rushed onto the ring and rushed towards him, Chen Mobai was a little calm.
To be honest, Gong Xiangyu's spirit control skills and even his spiritual power cultivation were a bit beyond his expectations.
When his opponent's spirit transformation talisman took effect and burst out with powerful spiritual power that far exceeded the level of Qi training, he even felt like he was going to lose.
But in the end, Chen Mobai still found a way to win.
Or perhaps, the aura of the monster on the spirit-turned-spiritual Gong Xiangyu inspired Chen Mobai's life-and-death battle experience with the monster on Qingguang Island.
