Going to immortality inexplicably

Chapter 161
Fan Xiaoxiao finally stopped spinning around like a headless fly and was finally able to calm down and take a look at her surroundings.

The place where the bulletin board was posted was chosen well. Qianye Sect obviously considered the problem that everyone could not fly. The eight competition platforms were in a ring shape, surrounding the bulletin board in the middle.

No matter which competition stage you go to, the distance is almost the same. Although you can't fly, everyone is a monk and their physical fitness is much stronger than ordinary people, so they can get there within a quarter of an hour.

Each competition platform has formation maintenance, no matter how earth-shattering the fighting is above, the outside will not be affected at all.

Now those Qianye Sect disciples have become regular in their busy work, no longer in a hurry, and their efficiency has improved a lot. The bulletin board that predicts the list of the next round of competition has already written the list of the fifth round. If you see your name on it, , no matter what time the competition platform is arranged, you can rush there calmly.

Fan Xiaoxiao looked carefully at the eighth-level notice board again and made sure that the names of the Song Sicheng brother and sister were not there, and then glanced at the eight competition stages.

Each competition platform is almost ten meters high, and everyone can see it no matter where they stand, as long as they look up.

Fan Xiaoxiao discovered a magical thing. When she and Xie Jun first came out of the special area, the figures on the competition stage were all shadowy, but now near the bulletin board, all eight people on the competition stage could see clearly. .

There should be important people from the sect sitting here. He or they can clearly see the situation on the eight competition stages. If something unexpected happens, they can rush there as soon as possible.

Fan Xiaoxiao felt reassured. Now she could concentrate on watching the competition on the competition stage. No matter which competition stage the Song Sicheng brother and sister were competing on, they could rush there in time.

Although there is a formation on the competition stage that is isolated from the outside, the fighting movements and spells of the people inside can be clearly seen by people outside, and the sound can also be clearly transmitted to the outside, without affecting the viewing at all.

There were many people surrounding each competition stage, all cheering and cheering.

However, it is said that the people inside cannot hear the sounds outside at all. In order to prevent them from being affected, the formation blocks the outside sounds.

Every competition stage was attacking each other with spells, and all kinds of brilliant colors emerged one after another. However, those spells were intercepted and absorbed by the formation after jumping out a few meters, and no one outside felt anything.

Those who were watching outside were a little worried at first, fearing that the spell would fly over and hurt them. They were just watching for fun, and it was not worth it to accidentally suffer a disaster.

Later, when we saw that those spells were really blocked by the formation, everyone gradually became more courageous and no longer stayed away when they saw a spark flying.

Xie Jun saw Fan Xiaoxiao calm down and be attracted by the competition stages. He also relaxed and started to pay attention to those competition stages.

On the competition stage No. [-], there were two men. They were both handsome and handsome guys, but at this time, both of them were a little embarrassed.

Both of their spells are relatively simple. One is the fireball spell, which means fireballs fly to the opposite side one after another. The ones in front are not completely extinguished, and the ones behind them are flying over again.

In front of the other is a two-meter-high earthen wall. He holds a sword in his hand and stands on the earthen wall. He keeps chipping away at the earthen wall with his sword and attacks the opponent.

The man who played with fire had no earthen wall and could not stand at the same height as his opponent, but he released a magic weapon, which was like a clam shell. It was more than one meter high when enlarged. Although it was still not as high as the earthen wall when he stood on it, But at least it doesn’t feel like heaven and earth anymore.

Fan Xiaoxiao felt that this clam shell seemed familiar. Isn't this the magic weapon he had seen on the street stall before?

The earth wall did not completely block the attack of the fireball. Although the fireball needed to attack diagonally upwards, which increased the difficulty, there were still sparks that were so low that it hit the person standing on the earth wall, causing some holes in his clothes and some hair. Scattered.

People who play with fire seem to be even more embarrassed. Fire is light and it depends entirely on spiritual power to send the flames over.

The earth itself has weight, and with the strength of the sword, either he will not be hit, or if he is hit, he will be injured.

Sure enough, it is impossible for two people of the same level to crush each other, but this back and forth makes both of them more and more embarrassed.

It was a seventh-level competition anyway, and Fan Xiaoxiao was not interested in seeing the results, so he shifted his attention to the No. [-] competition platform.

There were two women on the No. [-] competition stage. Both of them looked small and exquisite.Women all love beauty, let alone becoming a monk, they always want to be a fairy.

The two people are now fully clothed, and even their hairstyles have not changed at all. It seems that the two of them are not rivals competing, but best friends preparing to discuss where to go to play.

Fan Xiaoxiao found it a bit interesting and couldn't help but watch carefully. Only then did he realize that the two women were not there motionless greeting each other.

There was a woman in a blue dress. A purple butterfly in her hair was flapping its wings gently, and then small butterflies of various colors flew out and surrounded the woman.

The woman surrounded by butterflies is like a dreamlike painting, and her gently dancing dress is beautiful.

Another woman wearing a goose-yellow dress, holding a jade flute in her hand, looked at the woman opposite who was surrounded by butterflies with a half-smile.

The woman in blue also smiled slightly and separated her hands. The butterflies immediately split into two halves and flew with her hands.

The woman in yellow stared at the more and more butterflies and gently brought the jade flute to her lips.

Almost at the same time, the butterfly flew towards the woman in yellow with the fingers of the woman in blue, and the woman in yellow's flute sounded.

The butterfly flew halfway, but before it got close to the woman in yellow, it seemed to have encountered a strong resistance.
Colorful butterflies fell one after another, and various powders scattered in all directions.

More and more butterflies flew towards the woman in yellow one after another. The butterflies did not know what danger there was, and they just flew to their destination without hesitation.

There were more and more colored powders, but there seemed to be something around the woman in yellow, blocking the intrusion of the powders.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and people outside could not feel the lethality of the sound at all, but fine beads of sweat appeared on the face of the woman in blue.

I wonder what Song Sixue’s sea of ​​flowers has become like now that she has reached the eighth level?Fan Xiaoxiao was looking forward to it.

The competition on the No. [-] competition platform has been divided. Fan Xiaoxiao doesn't want to see the results anymore and turns his attention to the No. [-] competition platform.

There are also two men on the No. [-] competition stage, and the competition between the two has reached a critical juncture.

A man held a strange weapon in one hand, like a sickle, but the blade pointed outward.

The cold blade shone with a cold light, and even if it was far away, one could still feel the murderous intent on the blade.

The man's other hand was holding a shield tightly. Because he was far away, he couldn't see the material clearly. However, when he swung the shield, it was able to withstand the fireballs thrown by the opponent. Obviously, the material was extraordinary.

The other man also had a shield, but he obviously did not want to engage in close combat with the opponent. The sickle was full of murderous intent and did not look ordinary. Even if it did not hit the body, the sword wielded by him exuded a strong killing intent.

Therefore, he had to move around and try to distance himself from the opponent, because the spell required a starting position and a little time to brew. Once interrupted, it had to start again.

Once the distance is closed, spells are no longer comparable to close combat, and the distance between the two people is getting closer and closer, and eventually it becomes a close combat. The fireballs on this side can no longer be thrown, and the left and right are overwhelmed, extremely embarrassed, and defeated. decided.

It seems that everyone who can enter Qianye Sect has their own means. Even at level seven, not only are their spells decent, but their close combat abilities are also not weak.

　I wish you all a healthy Dragon Boat Festival!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)