Disdain the sky through the book

"The next scene, Nascent Soul Stage, Jun Yimo, Feng Qiwu."

As soon as the voice of the person who signed up fell, the audience was in an uproar.

Speaking of which, these are the two most influential figures in Tiandao City.

Jun Yimo's reputation as one of the Twelve Heroes predestined that his life in Tiandao City would not be ordinary, and his status as the first disciple of the Jun family and Xia Changge's first disciple was even more icing on the cake. At the age of 25, the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul makes the aura of this proud son of heaven even more beautiful.

Feng Qiwu, the origin of this child is unknown, but just one can make everyone envious.This person can be regarded as the "most authoritative" person in Tiandao City.Why?Because he was not only favored by all the high-level officials, but also the disciple of the most powerful person, Chu Feiling.

Well, this one seems to be just an inside rumor.After all, the acceptance ceremony at that time seemed to have nothing to do with him.But this does not hinder everyone's "wonderful thinking".For example, guessing about Feng Qiwu's cultivation base.

Now this 12-year-old child is actually placed in the ring of Yuanying Stage, even standing shoulder to shoulder with Jun Yimo. Could it be that this child is even more powerful than the Twelve Heroes?You know, there has always been a rule in the group arena in Tiandao City, that is, in the arena above Jindan, the higher the monk's cultivation base, the earlier he will appear, and the sooner he will face each other. It is these two people, the meaning of which is self-evident.

Looking at the restless crowd below, Xia Changge nodded in satisfaction.

In this way, the previous unreasonable adjustments can be suppressed smoothly.If someone thinks about it later, the first thing they will remember is the shock brought by the two of them in the Nascent Soul Stage.

Feng Qiwu lightly swept across the crowd below, paused in one place, curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and said to Jun Yimo who was smiling happily in front of him, "I will definitely make these guys pay for it!"

The teasing light and shadow in Jun Yimo's black pupils flashed and turned into an evil smile, and he passed Feng Qiwu to look at the place where the bet was made, and the voice with his cultivation spread instantly, "Dear juniors, Add me and bet five hundred high-grade spirit stones."

As he said that, he took out the spirit stone from the space ring and threw it to the ground over there.Feng Qiwu then sent a top-quality spirit stone, ignoring a group of people who said "I'm shocked, the big brother actually pays attention to us" and "My God, this kid is so courageous and thinks he can win the big competition." "Senior Brother", the person who wrote a few words called out the Ending Cloud Sword in great displeasure.

Speaking of it, he originally planned to take it slowly, but the facts told him that this way of fighting in front of others made his blood boil uncontrollably!

Looking down at the long black sword in his hand, Feng Qiwu slightly curled his lips.

For the first time, he must do it!

"It's started, senior brother." As soon as the voice fell, Jue Yunjian went straight to Jun Yimo with a purple thunder light.

Seeing the long sword coming towards the heart, Jun Yimo's eyes flickered, and he flicked to the right, but when he was about to call out the candle dragon flute, he was startled, and instantly wanted to jump behind.Suddenly, where Jun Yimo wanted to settle down, a few thick and long vines suddenly grew up, and among the clusters of fresh green under the sun were long thorns with a cold luster.

Pupils shrank suddenly, and Jun Yimo paid more careful attention to the surrounding situation regardless of the surprise at the change of Fengqi Wulinggen.

Without much explanation, Feng Qiwu raised his hand, and the icy blue liquid flame burst into flames, turning into a long dragon and rushing towards Jun Yimo.

Calling out the aura barrier to block the fire dragon, Jun Yimo narrowed his eyes feeling the overlapping of ice and fire.

Grasping the gap, he summoned the Candle Dragon Xiao, and brought it to his lips. The psychedelic tune hides murderous intent and goes straight to the sky. The wall rose from the ground.

"Bang bang bang—" The sound of impact continued to resound, and the flying dust in the field blocked the sight all of a sudden.The consciousness spread slowly, but found nothing, Jun Yimo frowned, and retracted the consciousness to hide himself.When he wanted to call out the wind to disperse the dust, he dodged to the left suddenly, dodging the icy sword light piercing from the right.

It seemed that it had been prepared for a long time, and several soil cones were born at the place where it was about to land.Luck stepped on the air and jumped away, but a few long vines followed the trend and followed.

Swinging the black flute in his hand, a wind blade shot out and cut off the vines, and several huge fire dragons emerged from behind to surround Shangfeng Qiwu and sweep the entire venue.

"Thrilling, stabbing", the white water mist rose continuously with the sound of ice and fire colliding, and surrounded the ring again.Jun Yimo narrowed his eyes and stopped hesitating, a gust of wind blew away the mist that was about to cover his sight in an instant.

However, the quick recovery of sight was not of much use, because Feng Qiwu had already disappeared in place without knowing where he was going.

Jun Yimo looked around for a moment, but he didn't feel any fluctuations, so he couldn't help frowning.

He knew that Feng Qiwu was still on stage, but why couldn't he feel it either through sight or consciousness?

Jun Yimo, who observed for a week but found nothing, had no choice but to say that Feng Qiwu's performance was beyond his expectation, unexpectedly difficult.Originally, Feng Qiwu should only be the root of wind and thunder, but somehow there are so many attributes.

Feng Qiwu, who was hiding in the dark, was equally helpless, he obviously wanted to have a good fight, but as a result, out of habit, he became like a cat catching a mouse and hiding.Feng Qiwu, who was about to show up, suddenly felt a chill and shivered all over. He quickly formed an earthen shield to block the surroundings, and at the same time added multiple layers of ice walls to it.

"Bang!" A loud attack sounded, and Feng Qiwu, who was in the barrier, felt a pain in his ears even though he had applied protection.

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw the whirlwind flying outside the arena. Even though they were far away, they could still feel the heat of the purple flames mixed in, and even the sound of the fluttering flute, which was intervened by the protective cover. Still has a confusing atmosphere.

The crowd who whispered that Jun Yimo must win was stunned by the next scene.I saw a column of icy blue light suddenly rushing out from one side of the arena, and the pure white snowflakes gradually fell in the sky. The dreamlike scene made the monks lose their minds for a while, and only the experts in the stands frowned.

Sure enough, in the next second, those snowflakes turned into the sharpest blades and accelerated down, cutting off the whirlwind on the stage.Then, the blue beam of light also began to rotate, spewing out pieces of bright water, and when it touched Zi Yan, it instantly turned into a hard light blue ice cube and fell on the ring.

Jun Yimo's eyes darkened, his lips moved slightly, his fingertips changed, and the melody changed, the wind blades around him gathered again, and suddenly fell down, smashing the scattered ice and stones around, and a deeper flame exploded in the field , like a blooming purple lotus.Drawing a scoop from a gourd, Feng Qiwu raised his hand, gathered the wind blades and formed a spiral, mixed with tiny ice particles and radiated to the surroundings, blowing away the high-temperature purple fire.

The Jue Yun Sword was summoned out, and let out a long cry, and then, Feng Qiwu used the sword force, and went straight to Jun Yimo.No longer being polite, Jun Yimo spun the candle dragon flute to fend off Feng Qiwu's sword move, and started a new round of attack and defense.Gorgeous and sharp moves continued to appear, and the monks in the audience were so shocked that they forgot their words. They just watched the battle between you and me on the stage without leaving the slightest gap, and felt like they were in a dream.

This kid is really on par with Jun Yimo!

But Chu Feiling on the high platform frowned slightly.

From the perspective of Feng Qiwu's performance, this is not bad, but why does he always feel that he is not used to confronting the enemy head-on?

Xiao Qianmo, who knew part of the truth, shook his head helplessly.If the child continues to use the concealment that he is good at, maybe he will win this game, but unfortunately, in the end...

Sure enough, not long after, Feng Qiwu gradually became weaker, and at the end, Feng Qiwu's long sword was hanging in Jun Yimo's heart, with a gap of one finger, but Jun Yimo's black flute actually reached Feng Qiwu Dantian place.

"The winner, Jun Yimo!"

"Accepted." Jun Yimo smiled slightly, shook his head at the obviously dissatisfied child, and smiled indulgently, "If you maintain the previous state, I won't be able to win."

"Cut, if you lose, you lose. Where are there so many reasons?" At the moment of life and death, you can't help but make these excuses.He was the one who made the most of it, and finally thought that he could defeat Jun Yimo, who had been using such tactics all year round, with only half a year of practice.

Jun Yimo's eyes flickered slightly, and he stopped talking.

Only those who can see their own strengths and weaknesses can make further progress, can't they?

With the battle between Jun Yimo and Feng Qiwu, the following arena seemed a lot more ordinary, and the day's competition finally came to an end, but before they had time to rest, they rushed to the place where Shui Yuetian was resting.

"How do you feel?" Seeing Xiao Qianmo who walked into the room with Feng Qiwu and Jun Yimo, Gu Jingyan hurriedly stepped forward and asked eagerly.

"It's okay, it's just that Xiao Liufeng didn't use that weird aura when he was fighting me this time."

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Xiao Qianmo sighed helplessly, and said, "I think, I probably already know what happened, but... sorry, I really can't explain this matter, but I can guarantee that such a thing will not happen again next time gone."

"..." Gu Jingyan frowned, his baby face was full of seriousness, after thinking for a long time, he looked at Jun Yimo's tacit expression and nodded helplessly.

"Thank you uncle." Next, the internal turmoil in the Xiao family will probably intensify.

"If it's okay, I'll hide it for you, but if it's something..." Don't blame us for meddling.

"I know, definitely not." Xiao Qianmo, who understood the meaning, smiled gratefully at Gu Jingyan and Jun Yimo, and solemnly promised.

"Okay, since this is the case, you all go down first, and make good preparations for entering the Nine Heavens Tower."

"Yes." As promised, the three of them looked at each other and retreated together.