Surprise! The popular villain is actually Long Aotian's wife

Hearing this sound, the blood boils as if it is on fire, the mind is in turmoil, and the energy and blood fill the head.

Students with higher cultivation levels will be less affected.

Those with poor cultivation will fall headfirst.

The old judge was caught off guard. Even though he acted quickly to strengthen the barrier and isolate the sound waves, many students were still affected.

But it's not a serious problem, and the aftereffects will only make the students dizzy and nauseous for half an hour.

Xiao Lin, who was closest to the bronze bell and bore the brunt of the impact, was slow to move even though he had been prepared and used his mental strength as a shield to protect his mind.

The direction of his palm strike was tricky, and the bronze bell flew away. A flash of sword light slashed out and swept the bronze bell back.

The sound waves are a problem, so we need to find a way to solve it first.

The bronze bell was of considerable size and weight, and it made a loud bang when it moved. However, the mechanic flew forward and caught the bell with one light palm. The powerful force could not even move him half an inch.

It seems that the weight of this life-saving magic weapon in the owner's hand is different from what it appears on the outside.

Wood spiritual power flowed on Xiao Lin's fingertips, and suddenly a large patch of grass and vines emerged from the originally flat circular platform. The tips of the vines were numerous and fine, and they grew wildly, instantly filling the interior of the bronze bell.

There are many more, winding up and wrapping around the entire bronze bell.

The light green light that had fallen from his cuffs earlier were actually some tiny plant seeds, which stimulated the plants and trees to explode in an instant, temporarily controlling the mechanic's innate magic weapon.

This move was unexpected, fierce, accurate and ruthless, and the audience immediately cheered in amazement.

"Of course. If you don't make a move, it's fine. But once you make a move, you can control the mechanic's life weapon, which is his greatest reliance."

Some people disagreed, "So what? A mechanical cultivator is a physical cultivator. With his strength, it's only a matter of time before he can tear those vines apart with his bare hands."

"That's right. Even if we take a step back, the mechanic could have fought this guy to a draw when he didn't use his life magic weapon!"

The vines became infinitely crazy after absorbing the spiritual power of their master. Not only did they bury the bronze bell, but many of them also wrapped around the mechanic's arms, and were easily torn off by him and thrown onto the stage.

Ignoring the magic weapon that was submerged by the overgrown vines, the mechanic crossed his arms and asked curiously, "You can also help plants grow? When were these vines planted?"

The wood-type cultivators he usually saw were taking out seeds to plant, inducing attacks, or preparing a suitable vegetation environment in advance.

This was the first time that I was caught off guard and ambushed by a bunch of vines.

The golden vine grass, which is known for its toughness, was actually vulnerable.

Looking at the vines that were torn off and scattered on the ground, Xiao Lin looked regretful for a second, and then heard the mechanic's question, he became more certain.

He didn't watch his game yesterday. Using plant control to counterbalance physical cultivation might be a feasible method.

But the next second, this idea was decisively extinguished.

The vines pulled the bronze bell from bottom to top. The mechanic picked up the bronze bell and threw it down suddenly. The bronze bell hit the round table. The shocking sound echoed, and the vines that were originally wrapped around the bronze bell turned into grass residue.

"Don't try to fool people with weeds. These things are useless to me."

The mechanic carried a huge bronze bell and smashed it forward without any fancy means of attack.

The attack method is crude and simple, but extremely effective.

There was limited space on the trial platform, making it inconvenient to dodge. In addition, the bronze bell was huge. Xiao Lin dodged several times and narrowly avoided it each time. The bronze bell was extremely heavy, but its speed was not slow at all.

Xiao Lin was forced to the edge of the platform, with nowhere to hide, so he had to use his spiritual sword to block it. The divine sword technique infused with 50% of his spiritual power collided with the bronze bell and knocked it back.

Although he fought back, the spirit sword in his hand was vibrating violently, clanging non-stop, and even blood was oozing from the base of his hand.

Gripping the sword tightly and suppressing the vibration of the blade, Xiao Lin said calmly: "It's not completely useless. At least the senior's magic weapon won't ring again."

The clapper inside the bronze bell was clogged with dense grass buds and could not vibrate, so it could not make any sound.

The mechanic knocked on his own magic weapon, but there was no sound.

He gathered his strength and slapped the bell with his palm. The gap between the bell and the vines inside was long and narrow, so he couldn't shake them out. It seemed that he could only wait until the battle was over and get them out bit by bit.

"So this is what you wanted, but it doesn't matter." The mechanic waved his hand.

He clapped his hands, but the vines did not come out, and he did not think much about it.

He was a personal cultivator and knew nothing about music. The sound waves of the bronze bell were generated by his own magical instrument. He usually did not spend much time studying it and always had a nonchalant attitude towards it.

It would be better if there was no clock. He kept swinging the clock to hit people and the ringing never stopped. Even if others were not annoyed, he would become impatient first.

Back to the topic, the mechanic continued to hold the bronze bell and bombarded Xiao Lin with it.

Xiao Lin moved back and forth on the stage, dodging the mechanic's wild attacks with the big bell in his hand. At the same time, he wrapped the Phoenix True Fire in force and forced it out of his body, dissipating it in the form of weak fire energy.

The seemingly random escape route and the dodging of the continuous attacks from the mechanic were actually secretly planned and calculated. It was the starting formation of the Seven Star Fire Trapping Formation, which had been used before to deal with the Fast Sword Yang Qun. It was not known whether it could trap the mechanic, after all, the former was a sword cultivator and the latter was a real physical cultivator.

The Phoenix True Fire does not consume spiritual energy when used, and once the formation is set up, it can be taken back at any time if there are any changes.

Based on his experience from setting up the formation last time, Xiao Lin set up the fire trap formation almost entirely based on his memory this time.

Expand the range of the formation, save the need to use mental power to calculate the direction and details of the formation, and cover the entire circular table with the range of the fire formation.

When the formation is completed, use the enemies in the formation as the eyes, gradually shrink the circle of the formation, compress the fire energy and enhance the power of the formation.

In this way, even mental energy can be greatly saved.

Xiao Lin quickly moved around the circular platform to avoid the attack of the bronze bell, and a faint aura of fire was left behind his afterimage.

Like the air, a layer of clouds and mist clings to the mid-air.

Soon, there was enough firepower to set up the formation.

Xiao Lin controlled his slight anger and quickly gathered around the mechanic's location.

A large amount of fire energy was condensed and compressed together, and the color became more and more obvious.

Pale gold.

Light red.

Bright golden red.

The Phoenix True Fire was like a flowing rope, changing its position and angle according to the rules of the formation, trapping the ash-headed cultivator in monk's robes inside.

Xiao Lin didn't dare to waste the moment of respite. He took out a handful of spiritual power recovery pills, swallowed them quickly, poured a huge amount of spiritual power into the sword, and prepared to gather strength to strike out the second move of the God-avoiding Sword Technique.

There was an uproar in the audience.

"It's this formation again!"

"Damn it! How come he knows everything! He can make plants grow and use swordsmanship."

The student who said this watched all of Xiao Lin's games without missing a single one, and was sincerely envious and cursed.

"Did he use this fire formation to trap Yang Yun before, and then defeated him with one sword?"