My talisman pen is omnipotent. How should you deal with it?

Ouyang Feifei came over, squatted down and said to Chu Ci with a smile:

"How is it? Junior Brother, do you feel good in this Immortal Trapping Net?"

Is this magic weapon called the Immortal Trapping Net? But Chu Ci could no longer answer, because the Immortal Trapping Net was getting tighter and tighter, and every rope on the net was tightly tied into his flesh, so that he couldn't even open his mouth.

Chu Ci hurriedly circulated the spiritual power in his body, but it was not enough to resist the tightening force of the Immortal Trapping Net.

The foundation-building cultivator named Lu hurried over and said to Ouyang Feifei:

"Fei Fei, stop messing around and put away your magic weapon immediately!"

Ouyang Feifei then waved her hand with a playful smile, and the Immortal Trapping Net fluttered and changed back to the size of a handkerchief and flew into Ouyang Feifei's hand.

Chu Ci finally caught his breath after holding it for a long time. He was afraid that if he continued for a while, his life would be in danger.

When he returned to the stage, many menial disciples immediately surrounded him and praised Chu Ci. In their opinion, it was unimaginable that a menial disciple could make it into the top 50.

His reputation as a talent for talisman making has spread throughout the sect, and his background as a menial disciple makes him particularly inspiring.

Many disciples even made up their minds to never use the beauty illusion talisman again, and instead go back to study the art of talisman making. Perhaps they would be the next Chu Ci.

However, it is unclear how long this determination can last.

Suddenly, Chu Ci found Han Feiyu in the crowd in the distance. He found an excuse to leave and walked towards Han Feiyu.

The competition on the arena became more and more intense. By the evening, the top four had been decided, and they were all disciples of Fenglei Hall.

Ma Zhijie was still the first to bear the brunt. No matter who his opponent was, he almost always won in one round. He had never been seen using any magical weapon. Even a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining could be defeated with one move.

There is also Ouyang Feifei. Her immortal trapping net can be said to be invincible. Whenever it is cast, the opponent will be tied up tightly.

The remaining two Fenglei Hall disciples were also at the tenth level of Qi Refining Stage.

"Chu Ci, it's not unfair that you lost to her. Do you know who she is?" Han Feiyu asked Chu Ci.

"who is she?"

"What do you think her last name is?"

"Ouyang."

"Do you know Patriarch Ouyang?" Han Feiyu said mysteriously.

"Ancestor Ouyang? Are you talking about Ancestor Ouyang, one of the two Nascent Soul cultivators in our Jinfu Sect?" Chu Ci was shocked.

"It is rumored that Ouyang Feifei is the granddaughter of Old Ancestor Ouyang. With a grandfather in the Nascent Soul stage as her backer, how can her cultivation speed not be fast?" Han Feiyu looked at the stage.

While the two were talking, the final had already begun, and the two teams in the final were Ma Zhijie and Ouyang Feifei.

It's obvious at first glance that these two people understand each other very well, and there seems to be an ambiguity between their every move.

Ma Zhijie was still unarmed, but purple lightning kept flashing around him, and he was attacking or defending with great ease.

In comparison, Ouyang Feifei seemed a little stretched, and the Immortal Trapping Net seemed to have lost its accuracy. She could not trap the opponent no matter how hard she rushed left and right.

Soon, beads of sweat appeared on Ouyang Feifei's forehead.

Finally, she gritted her teeth, reached out and took out a handful of talismans from her bosom. From a distance, it was obvious that there were definitely more than ten talismans.

The foundation-building cultivator who was in charge of supervising nearby just smiled secretly and did not stop it.

With a whoosh, the talisman was thrown out by Ouyang Feifei, and a bunch of spells mixed with colorful auras all shot towards Ma Zhijie.

"Haha, Feifei, don't be angry. If you want to win the championship, I will give it to you. Why waste so many talismans..."

Although he said this, Ma Zhijie did not relax his feet at all. Purple lightning flashed around him and he dodged again and again.

"Tsk... who asked you to let me go? After the talismans are used up, you still have to make more for me..."

Ouyang Feifei said this in a somewhat coquettish tone, but her hands did not stop as she took out another stack of talismans.

Ma Zhijie's feet became three points faster, but even so, he could only barely dodge the attack, and his body was forced into a corner.

Ouyang Feifei saw the right moment and shouted, trapping the Immortal Net over her head. At the same time, she shouted excitedly, "You can't run away now!"

Seeing that there was no escape, Ma Zhijie pushed his left hand outwards violently, and a fierce gust of wind gushed out with a howling sound.

The Immortal Trapping Net that was already in front of him was knocked back with a whoosh, like a kite with a broken string.

"Wind-attributed martial arts!" Han Feiyu next to him couldn't help but exclaimed.

I didn't expect that Ma Zhijie is actually a cultivator who practices both wind and thunder attributes. No wonder he is so powerful.

The wind and thunder attributes are different from ordinary attribute skills, and it is much more difficult to practice.

Ma Zhijie practiced both of them together, which showed that his spiritual root aptitude was absolutely top-notch.

The dual cultivation of wind and thunder is already so powerful. If one cultivates all nine attributes, the power will be unimaginable.

"When I go back this time, I will definitely refine all nine attributes." Chu Ci thought to himself as he looked at Ma Zhijie in the field.

The winner was finally decided on the stage. Seeing that so many talismans could not do anything to Ma Zhijie, Ouyang Feifei simply threw the things on the ground and surrendered with a pout.

As the champion, Ma Zhijie received two Foundation Establishment Pills at once, and Ouyang Feifei and the other top ten winners also each received a Foundation Establishment Pill.

"Alas, it's really a case of drought and flood. With such a good talent, plus two foundation-building pills, foundation-building will definitely not be a problem. When will ordinary cultivators like us be able to make a breakthrough?"

Not far away, a errand disciple complained.

It was very lively when the prizes were distributed, and the recipients were all very excited and enjoyed the envy and jealousy of the people in the audience.

Chu Ci, Han Feiyu, Chen Yun and others were ranked after 25th. Their reward was a bottle of blood-clotting pill and a bottle of Qi-invigorating pill each.

Although not as precious as the Foundation Establishment Pill, it can also be considered a panacea. Even if taken in the later stages of the Foundation Establishment, it can greatly improve one's cultivation.

Finally, Master Yunyang announced that this disciple competition had come to a successful conclusion, and the top 50 winners would gather at Wangluofeng tomorrow to prepare for their retreat and training.

On the way back, Chu Ci saw that Han Feiyu looked unhappy, so he comforted him:

"Fei Yu, I didn't expect you to meet such a powerful opponent. I feel so sorry for you."

"It doesn't matter if I lose, the key is that Gongsun Tao won. If this is the case, I'm afraid Master will accept him as his disciple."

Han Feiyu's face was full of reluctance, and then he changed the subject and said to Chu Ci:

"Let's not talk about this anymore. You made Jiang Junjie look very ugly today. You should be careful with him."

"Okay, I understand. But we have to concentrate on retreat tomorrow. I don't think they dare to do anything too extreme." Chu Ci's face became serious. Jiang Junjie still had to be careful.

The two chatted for a few more sentences and then parted at a fork in the road. Before parting, Han Feiyu hesitantly asked Chu Ci if he had any more calming talismans, wanting to buy one for self-defense.

Chu Ci still had two calming talismans in his hand, and he could refine them at any time, but he still pretended to be in pain and thought for a long time before taking out one.

When Han Feiyu saw Chu Ci took out another one, a look of surprise immediately flashed in his eyes.