Chapter 54

Yi Heng, who returned to the hut, did not know what they were talking about.

Judging from today's fighting method, he has many doubts in his mind.

For the sixth level of Qi refining, everyone has learned the first level skill of Xun Zi Jue. Even if they are not familiar with it, they should be able to perform it. But why Jiang Tianhua did not use it, the defense must be able to prevent it.

Why is Jiang Tianhua's casting speed so slow? I think I have some real skills to dare to come to the stage.

Is this how the monks fight for spiritual power?

But I learned a lot today. The original effect of "yellow sand" and "vine skill" is also good. At least it can limit the opponent's freedom and make the probability of the latter's magic hit more.

I still have too little experience in fighting. It seems that it's not the way to practice all the time in the mountains. I can't keep up with my actual combat experience. I'll suffer when I'm really living and living. I'll go out more in the future.

It's time to organize your own magic. Soul stab is definitely a killer's mace, but I dare not use it. Xun Zi Jue has no problem in defense, but it consumes too much spiritual power and can't last a few times.

"Yellow sand", "vine", "ice stab" and "fireball" only attack these skills. If you can't surpass your opponent in casting speed, and you can't be surprised, you'll still have to compete for spiritual power.

This is the last thing he wants to see. Everyone has the same spiritual power. He has to fight hand to hand in the end, just like he did with Taoist in black last time.

As the soul becomes more and more powerful, the casting speed is faster and faster. I think the casting speed should be related to the soul. If so, I still can't be too fast. I don't know this time. I can only say that it's because of how skillful I've become.

After perceiving many benefits of the powerful soul, Yi Heng directly practiced "soul refining decision" tonight.

In the purple mansion, the villain is sitting upright on the ground, quietly operating the skill, and a trace of soul power is constantly produced. Half of the villain enters the small body, making his body look more solid, and the half is sucked away by the Bagua disk. I don't know what the effect is.

At Mao Shi, Yi Heng opened his eyes and stopped practicing. Although the practice for one night seemed insignificant, he felt a trace of strength in his soul, which made him feel extremely confident.

Activities activities, and then think carefully about today's duel, how to perform to win or lose reasonably, when the time is approaching, he just went out of the gate and went straight to the competition platform.

All the way, I didn't meet anyone.

When we arrived at the Qiankun square, we found that all the people were gathered here. The whole Bidou platform was surrounded by dense people.

"It's said that younger martial brother Yi is the first person under the eighth floor. He didn't see his true face yesterday. Today he stopped practicing and got insight."

"Yes, it's said that on the stage of duel yesterday, younger martial brother Yi called on all of us to improve and make progress together, so as to promote our reputation and keep our inheritance in the future, which aroused the blood of countless people."

"I'm worthy of being the person that martial uncle Liu likes. I have such a mind and insight."

"The first person below the eighth floor? Who dares to have this title? Many powerful martial brothers either did not come back or practiced in seclusion. Today's duel will surely lead to these figures. "

A burst of discussion passed into Yi Heng's ears, which made his face sink.

"It seems that something is wrong. How can we get the opposite result? Who sealed the first person below the eighth floor? Is that what uncle Liu calculated? " He thought to himself.

"If that's the case, then uncle Liu has calculated my every step ahead of me, and has been using the results of each step to make me famous, and he can also accept me as an apprentice."

The tight thin lips, narrow eyes, cold eyes, and the majestic momentum made him feel cold, as if losing and winning were inevitable. In this case, we should try our best to fight.

Making up his mind, Yi Heng gave a big drink: "Yi Mou comes too!"

Use the wind escape technique, fly over the crowd's head and fall steadily in the center of the stage.

Regardless of the comments from the audience, he slightly arched his hand and said in a loud voice: "Yi was not talented. He won by a fluke yesterday. If we say that the first person under the eighth floor is a promotion of Yi, Yi is deeply ashamed." There was a pause.

"There are so many monks in the world, and there are many talents in our school. Many elder martial brothers and younger brothers just don't want to make a show today.

However, if we can attract real experts and let us improve and make progress together, we have to come on the stage again. As we did yesterday, let's have a frank discussion. "

As soon as the speech was over, the buzz came out again.

"Yi Heng's cultivation is not so good, but it's a good saying."

Outside the arena, two monks are talking.

"That's natural. Would uncle Liu have a bad eye?" Said a rich monk.

"I said, younger martial brother Li, didn't you feel very dissatisfied with his five element miscellaneous Linggen? It's getting too fast. "

"At first, I just heard about it. What's the best thing to see? I'm not getting fast. It's called this moment and then Li said with his face unchanged."Go on and have a look. If Yi Heng only talks big, you will change again after a while."

Younger martial brother Li's anger flashed by, but he didn't speak any more.

At this time, a person under the stage flew up and stood two feet away from Yi Heng.

Yi Heng fixed his eyes, frowned, and whispered, "elder martial brother, what are you doing?"

"It's natural that you come to the stage to learn from each other. What's wrong, younger martial brother Yi?" The man replied.

"Elder martial brother, do you fight me on the seventh floor of Qi refining?"

"I don't recognize the first person below the eighth floor. Besides, if the enemy you meet is more than six, will you not fight?"

After that, he turned to the noisy crowd and said, "brothers, although I have seven floors, today's competition is not a contest of spiritual power. I think you have no opinions?"

"It's the same thing. It's not more than Lingli."

"Then you go and have a fight with Uncle Zuji."

"You..."

"of course, there is no opinion. Can he have the title of the first person below the eighth floor?"

"Younger martial brother Yi, everyone has no problem. You don't mind if you want to come?"

"Don't you know your senior brother's name?" Yi Heng looks bad.

"Zhang Shan, I remember clearly." Zhang Shan has a bad smile on his face. It seems that the title of the first person to defeat him is mine.

"Elder martial brother Zhang insists on this, but Yi dare not refuse. Please!" "Since I want to lose, I want to fight."

"Younger martial brother Yi, please come first."

After that, Zhang Shan stepped back five or six steps. He did not see the method of reciting and pinching. An ice sheet appeared in front of him.

The ice shields that he used are different, big and thick. I think it's hard to work that trick yesterday, but Yi Heng still wants to try.

"Elder martial brother Zhang, be careful."

With that, he quickly pinched the finger with both hands at the same time, and read the Dharma quickly in his mouth, and the elixir of the elixir field was quickly output.

In a moment, there were more than 20 fireballs floating in front of Yi Heng's body. When he wanted to serve, a burst of heat quickly covered the whole Dharma platform. So many of them had reached his limit. After all, precise control was needed.