Wang Fu struggled a few times, but the restraints became tighter and tighter, and he couldn't move the iron bars in his hands.
The magical artifact of Hanguang Realm also has the function of trapping people, which Wang Fu never expected.
The patterns on the breast protector condensed light and shadow. The light patterns were like iron chains, and the shadows were like shackles, all over Wang Fu's body, locking him on the spot and unable to move.
"Not good!"
Wang Fu knew in his heart that if this continued, he would be defeated.
His hands and feet were tied, he could not cast spells, recite spells, or use talismans, and he was like a useless person.
On the other hand, Chu Hanguang can attack without restraint and show one-sided suppression.
How to fight in this situation? There is no way to fight.
"There are still seven numbers left, faster than imagined."
Chu Hanguang stepped forward, picked up his hand and cast a spell on Wang Fu.
At this moment, he was sure of victory and thought that the overall situation was decided.
Clearly in the audience, Wen Liangyu smiled slightly and said, "Lang Xiaochen, if it were you on the stage, what would you do now?
Lang Xiaochen said nothing. This piece of Hanguang Realm was very powerful. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to think of a way to break it.
The bronze mirror is flipped over, just between the palms of your hands, it is easy, the light and shadow flow with it, thousands of miles away in an instant, who can escape the envelope?
But if he is covered by the stripes of light and shadow, he will be like Wang Fu on the stage, tied up tightly and unable to use any of his tricks. Wang Fu is in danger!
Seeing Chu Hanguang cast a spell and holding the weight of a mountain in his hand, he was about to knock Wang Fu off the Qingming Terrace. The game was about to be lost.
However……
The rumble started!
Many disciples in the audience couldn't help but look up at the sky. It has been raining from time to time recently. Whenever there is thunder, they have to find a place to hide from the rain.
The sky is clear and cloudless, and the thunder is imaginary.
Then someone discovered that the source of thunder rising from the ground was... from a high platform.
At this moment, Wang Fu's face had been illuminated silvery white, and even his eyebrows had turned snow-white.
The five coins hanging on the cuffs finally came in handy, mana was input into it, and the brand of the Thunder Talisman was activated on the spot.
The thunder is just a precursor, and what follows is the real drama.
Two thunderbolts as thick as a bowl protruded from Wang Fu's sleeves, like a giant python protruding from the entrance of a cave. The hesitant thunderbolts were ferocious Xinzi.
"Death!"
Wang Fu shouted, and the thunder instantly tore the light and shadow patterns into pieces. The aftermath hit him, and the impact made Chu Hanguang take a few steps back before he could stand still.
"Thunder Talisman!"
Wen Liangyu was surprised. The moment he saw Lei Shufu, he realized that he was more handsome than Wang Fu, and so was Chu Hanguang.
Holding the Thunder Killing Talisman in his hand, no matter what, Chu Hanguang would not be able to defeat him within ten seconds.
"Lang Xiaochen, your Thunder Fire Palace is so rich that the disciples who are just starting out have the Thunder Killing Talisman?
Wen Liangyu mocked lightly.
"It's not as wealthy as Sanqing Palace. New disciples all have custom-made magic weapons."
Lang Xiaochen was not polite and responded to the other party as usual.
Wen Liangyu smiled and continued to bicker with him, so what if there was a thunder talisman?
The real brilliance of Chu Hanguang, the junior disciple, is not in the Hanguang Mirror, a magical artifact.
The variables brought about by the Thunder Death Talisman only lengthened the time for Wang Fu's defeat and had no impact on the final outcome.
"Thunder Talisman!"
On the Qingming stage, Chu Hanguang nodded, stretched out his hand to touch the dancing lightning on the edge of the breast mirror, and felt numb in his hand.
Wang Fu used the Thunder Killing Talisman to tear apart the restraints of the bronze mirror, which also caused serious damage to the magical weapon.
"In this case, I have to use my true skills to defeat you.
Chu Hanguang took a deep breath, wiped his hands, and said, "One thought is dustless."
Upon hearing these four words, Lang Xiaochen became excited and rushed towards Qingming Terrace.
"Lang Xiaochen, what do you want to do?"
Wen Liangyu stood in front of him and said with a smile, "Fighting is a solemn matter. Winner and loser have their own destiny. Do you want to interfere?"
"Wen Liangyu, you are too bullying."
Lang Xiaochen finally confirmed that Chu Hanguang on the stage was the top one in this session of Sanqing Hall.
The so-called top name refers to the leading figure among the entry-level disciples. Resources are allocated and focused on training, and they are built as a brand name.
I think back then, Lang Xiaochen and Wen Liangyu were the top names in Leihuo and Sanqing respectively, but now their fates are different.
The reason why Lang Xiaochen was sure was that he had spotted Chu Hanguang's move, which was the most difficult introductory spell to practice in Sanqing Palace, the 'Chen Heart Jue'.
Chen Xin Jue is as difficult as the Shaping Curse of Thunder Fire Palace.
Once this mantra is practiced, thoughts arise and can repel all surrounding existence.
The so-called "a thought without dust" means that not even a speck of dust is allowed to exist under other thoughts.
It sounds ethereal, but in reality it is unrivaled.
When Chen Xin Jue operates, it is so unreasonable that any tangible or intangible existence will be excluded and have no place to stand.
This is a move that has no solution for both offense and defense.
From the moment Chu Hanguang cast this spell, he was already in an invincible position.
Even Lang Xiaochen had to admit that even if Wang Fu used the Thunder Killing Talisman, the lightning wouldn't be able to get close to him.
As for the art of qi warfare, it is not even worth mentioning.
The mood in the audience varied.
Obviously on the stage, Wang Fu also noticed the sharpness of this move, and the entire space was repelling him.
The air around him and the ground beneath his feet all became hostile, demanding that he be driven out.
"Although it exceeds ten numbers, I can still solve you within twenty numbers."
Chu Hanguang's tone was still arrogant, but no matter who listened, they thought it was normal and that he had such strength.
Driven by Chen Xin Jue, the surrounding dust particles flew around, instantly turning into a weapon more terrifying than a steel needle.
Wang Fu rotated the iron rod, and the dust collided with it, making dense clanging noises, and his steps kept retreating.
The speed is getting faster and faster. If it continues like this, not only will it be knocked off the high platform, but also half of its life will be lost.
"Order it for me!
This time Wang Fu had no reservations anymore and pointed a finger at Chu Hanguang in front of everyone.
The power of the spell poured out and acted on the space in front of him.
The pause button is pressed.
"What?"
When Wen Liangyu saw this, he was so shocked that he kicked over the stones at his feet and stared at Lang Xiaochen, "You knew earlier, right?"
baffling!
Lang Xiaochen recalled the scene when Wang Fu defeated Zhu Yingyin in the last game, and suddenly realized that it was a shaping spell.
"Hahaha!"
Lang Xiaochen's laughter further confirmed Wen Liangyu's guess.
"You, the Thunder Fire Palace, hide it deep enough. Even such a genius who has mastered the shaping spell is hidden."
Lang Xiaochen smiled and said nothing, because he didn't know. He didn't see Wang Fu being so high-profile and beating up the disciples of Sanqing Palace when he caught them, and he won every time.
He vaguely guessed that the practice of the Shaping Curse was taught by his master, Professor Lu.
Moreover, the master did not know that Wang Fu had already mastered the shaping spell.
Otherwise, with Professor Lu's character, Wang Fu would have been snatched away to be his seventh junior brother.
Clearly on stage...
Wang Fu suddenly cast a shaping spell, catching Chu Hanguang off guard. Before Chu Hanguang could recover, he immediately hit him with a stick.
Boom!
The iron rod hit the breastplate, and under the action of the violent shock wave, Chu Hanguang staggered back, slid all the way to the edge of the high platform, flipped over and fell off the Qingming Platform.
Won.
Wang Fu took back the iron rod, but saw that the audience was quiet, and everyone looked at him in a way that was very different from before.