The road is vague

Chapter 60 Song Xiang
"Ok?"

On the high platform, someone let out a light exclamation.

This man has the eyes of an eagle and the back of a wolf, with an unusual bone structure, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. He looks solemn and old, and has a faint sense of decisiveness and swiftness.

Ye Qing, who was sitting next to him, noticed something and couldn't help but look in the direction of his gaze, looking at Song Xiang and Li Mo, who were fighting in the first and second grade groups.

Her gaze finally fell on Song Xiang after he activated the secret technique.

"Oh?"

Ye Qing was surprised and asked, "How did the Song family's secret technique of infusing the body with incense endowment end up in the hands of a Qigong disciple?"

Seeing that Lu Qi was confused, Ye Qing explained briefly.

"The Song family's secret technique of incense-infused body cultivation originated from the Jin Kingdom's causal principles. However, unlike the monks of the Seven Temples of Jin, who were keen on building temples, bestowing blessings, cultivating good relationships, and cultivating their bodies through incense-infused body cultivation, the Song family's incense-infused body cultivation relies on the family's ancestral hall collecting the power of incense and then nominating one person to practice this secret technique. Compared to the Jin Kingdom's Taoist methods, there are both advantages and disadvantages. Hundreds of years ago, the Song family flourished for a time, but unfortunately, it gradually declined."

There are many small and medium-sized families like the Song family in the Lingmu Sect, and they have countless secret techniques.

"I see."

Lu Qi stroked his beard and sighed.

"Disciples from aristocratic families are indeed full of hidden talents."

After Ye Qing agreed with him for a few words, she stopped paying attention to this side. However, Lu Qi's eyes were not on Song Xiang, but on Li Mo who was fighting with him, with a thoughtful look.

Inside the barrier, on the stage.

After Song Xiang performed the secret technique, his feet actually floated off the ground.

Although he couldn't fly freely, even if it was just the floating technique, it was still quite amazing for a second-year Qi training disciple.

It seemed that Song Xiang had paid a considerable price to perform this secret technique.

As a result, he showed a look of pain, sometimes laughing excitedly, sometimes looking extremely painful, and sometimes even chanting Buddhist scriptures. He stretched out his hand to call back the flying knife, and then swung it out again to repel the Thunder Sword.

At the same time, he took out a golden brick magic weapon with his other hand, but no one knew what its effect was.

Li Mo felt that Song Xiang seemed to have not yet fully mastered this secret technique, and his mind was somewhat affected by the strange external spiritual power, so he also recalled the Thunder Sword, held it tightly in his hand, and a stern look appeared on his face.

"Humph!"

Song Xiang laughed strangely, his body floating like a ghost. He jumped two or three feet away and came in front of Li Mo in a blink of an eye. He chopped down the big knife in his hand from above, with an unstoppable force.

Li Mo did not dare to be arrogant.

His figure disappeared in a flash of lightning, and he activated the Thunder Step to avoid Song Xiang's powerful attack. He appeared above his head and slashed back with the Thunder Sword in his hand.

With the sharp sound of metal collision, the swords collided again.

Song Xiang stepped back and Li Mo slowly fell down.

After understanding the opponent's strengths and weaknesses, Li Mo felt relieved.

Judging from the power comparison between the two sides, I have a foundation in martial arts, plus the improvement of the two Creation Pills, and the suppression of magic power. Even if the opponent activates a strange secret technique and obtains additional blessings, he is obviously inferior in strength.

However, Song Xiang, who was flying back, still laughed strangely when he saw this.

He threw the gold brick in his other hand violently!

There was a flash of golden light, and it appeared in front of Li Mo at an incredibly fast speed. Its size had expanded from the size of a palm to more than three feet, exuding an extremely oppressive, heavy and solid aura, as if it would smash Li Mo into mud with one blow.

Li Mo released the lightning shield spell, trying to resist this low-grade magic weapon.

The two sides were deadlocked in the air, with lightning continuously overflowing. Eventually, the lightning shield failed and was violently destroyed by the gold bricks.

At this time.

Li Mo suddenly shouted loudly, and with a bicycle kick in the air, he kicked the gold brick, which had little power left, away. This scene really made many people in the audience exclaim in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, Li Mo landed and quickly adjusted his posture.

Song Xiang continued to attack with a light body, and Li Mo blocked his continuous attacks with the Thunder Sword in his hand. Even though Song Xiang continued to roar and scream as if he had lost his mind and gone crazy, Li Mo always responded calmly and composedly, presenting a completely different contrast.

Seeing that his opponent was becoming more and more crazy, Li Mo did not continue to compete in physical skills, but took out a human-shaped puppet and sacrificed it.

He had to save as much magic power, physical strength and energy as possible to deal with the next powerful enemy.

After the humanoid puppet landed on the ground, it quickly expanded and became like a funeral paper figure. It and Li Mo, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiched Song Xiang.

After Song Xiang recalled the gold bricks, he attacked from both sides, fighting one against two, and continuously blocked the attacks of Li Mo and the humanoid puppet. When he was a little exhausted, he would cast a spell to temporarily force Li Mo to retreat.

The two sides fought from beginning to end for a quarter of an incense stick of time. As the effect of Song Xiang's secret technique gradually faded, his mind quickly recovered, and his strength became weaker and weaker.

"Li Mo, huh? Judging from your noble character in upholding your oath, you must be a man of integrity with a clear conscience. It's not a pity that I lost to you."

Song Xiang said something incomprehensible.

Finally, under the spiritual rays released by the humanoid puppet, he turned into a white light and was teleported out of the barrier.

"Li Mosheng!"

Li Mo breathed a sigh of relief and walked off the stage.

This person's strength is indeed impressive. Although he has only reached the fifth level of Qi training, he probably has a good chance of winning even if he faces Chen Yu.

There was a continuous stream of congratulations from outside.

"Li Mo, congratulations!"

"That's great, Li Mo."

"This is the quarterfinals. If you win one more game, you'll be in the top three. I remember you haven't become my disciple yet, right?"

"You've actually made it to the semifinals! You've really done a great job for us Sanren disciples..."

Even those who had only met him a few times rushed over to congratulate Li Mo in person.

Li Mo nodded in response one by one, holding the spirit stone and trying to recover his magic power. When the surroundings became quiet, Jiang Sheng and Ye Fuhu on the ring had been fighting for quite a while. Compared with the previous battle between Li Mo and Song Xiang, it was even more intense.

Although Jiang Sheng had the upper hand.

But it is not so easy for him to defeat Ye Fuhu.

The two sides fought back and forth. After Ye Fuhu sacrificed the bronze battle axe magic weapon, he actually summoned a tiger-like spirit beast with wings on its back.

"Spiritual beast!" "Hiss, it's actually a spiritual beast..."

This spiritual beast can not only serve as a mount, but can also release wind and fire spells. Its physical strength is far beyond the reach of the disciples who practice martial arts in the training hall. Many people showed expressions of envy, jealousy, and surprise.

"This is... King Biao?"

Yang Guang suddenly remembered something and said in surprise.

Li Mo, Ma Ling and Niu Li couldn't help but look at him, and Yang Guang gave an explanation.

"When a tiger gives birth to seven cubs, one of them is bound to be a tiger cub. Legend has it that the tiger cub king can fly, burrow underground, summon fierce winds and raging fire, and has a physique as strong as iron. He is the overlord of the mountains and forests..."

Ma Ling and Niu Li listened with great interest. It turned out that many of the folk myths originated from monks.

"No wonder he's called Ye Fuhu, he seems to have some background."

Li Mo secretly complained.

This Biao King was most likely raised by the Ye family when he was a child. Judging from the state of the two during the battle, they did not look like ordinary mounts or spirit beasts at all, but more like close partners.

However, although Ye Fuhu is strong, Jiang Sheng is even more outrageous.

His magic weapon was a three-legged round tripod. Fire crows about three feet long with their wings spread out kept flying out of the tripod. He summoned seven of them with just one breath!

Once any of these fire crows are lost, he will summon another one, so the supply is endless.

These fire crows were obviously summoned by Jiang Sheng with the help of the Five Elements Spiritual Power Summoning Technique of the Round Tripod Magical Instrument, and perhaps also with the so-called True Yang Secret Technique of the Jiang family.

Li Mo was extremely solemn.

No matter how powerful this magic weapon is, no matter how special his Three Yang Body is, no matter how incredible the Jiang family's True Yang Secret Technique is, summoning seven Five Elements spiritual power summons in one breath seems a bit too exaggerated.

There are probably some special reasons for this.

But no matter what, this Jiang Sheng is indeed a bit too strong. His reputation among the disciples of the noble families is not just self-promotion.
The battle between the two lasted for half an incense stick of time.

This is more than twice the length of the battle between Li Mo and Song Xiang, and the battle process is also more intense than that between Li Mo and Song Xiang.

In order to defeat Ye Fuhu, Jiang Sheng had to use many methods and finally defeated him.

What followed was a battle between Ye Yimeng and Chen Lan.

Different from the first grade period.

This time, Ye Yimeng actually wore a colorful mask. The patterns on the mask seemed to come alive, flowing like water waves, looking both mysterious and dangerous.

Chen Lan was still gentle, well-educated and polite. After coming on stage, she smiled and saluted Ye Yimeng.

After a fierce battle between the two, Ye Yimeng won by using a magic mirror to freeze Chen Lan's key magic weapon.

The last group is Zhou Zheng and Yang Zhiman.

Zhou Zheng's magic weapons are a folding fan and a flying sword, which are both offensive and defensive, while Yang Zhiman's magic weapons are a brush and a book, which are also offensive and defensive.

After a moment of tension between the two sides, the battle gradually became abstract and outrageous.

Zhou Zheng seemed to feel a little embarrassed and wanted to end the game quickly, so perhaps it was due to the special effect of Fengqingti that he activated a secret technique and a pair of wind wings grew out of his back, allowing him to fly freely in the air.

"Flying!"

This immediately caused everyone outside the venue to exclaim in surprise.

You should know that even cultivators who have reached the tenth level of Qi training can only fly with the help of mid-level talismans and special magic tools.

Otherwise, even if the cultivator reaches the foundation-building stage, his magic power will be converted from gaseous to liquid, and he can only float for short distances with the help of high-grade and top-grade magic tools.

Similar to Lü Shun's large cattail leaf fan, it is also a form of levitation.

The biggest difference between levitation and flying is that it is difficult to control the speed and direction. Once encountering external forces, it may fall, or even cause a tragedy. Only when the cultivator reaches the Golden Core stage and the magic power condenses into a solid golden core, can he fly freely without the help of any external force.

This way.

A monk with the ability to fly will undoubtedly have a huge advantage over a monk who cannot fly.

Just when everyone thought that Yang Zhiman was doomed, he calmly opened the huge bamboo tube on his back. Then dozens of poisonous bees the size of walnuts flew out of the bamboo tube and swarmed towards Zhou Zheng.

This immediately caused the spectators outside the stadium to exclaim in surprise.

"Spiritual insect?"

Li Mo was also a little surprised.

As far as he knew, raising spiritual insects was much more troublesome and dangerous than raising spiritual beasts.

Not all poisonous insects can be tamed. Only some spiritual insects that can recognize spiritual power can be raised and tamed. Therefore, you must first find this kind of spiritual insect, and then you need to continuously cultivate its growth, develop its combat skills, and even feed it your own blood regularly to prevent it from devouring its master.

As the number of spirit insects increases, the strength of the cultivators will become stronger, but the amount of essence and blood they need to supply will also increase. Therefore, these cultivators who raise spirit insects will not expand the number of spirit insects indefinitely, but will find ways to improve the quality.

Moreover, such cultivators will most likely face the problem of loss of essence in the future, and will become weak and disease-ridden, leading to a short life.

"No wonder Yang Zhiman has lost so much weight."

Li Mo had never seen any fighting method using spirit insects. Even the third-year disciples of the past two sessions had never used this kind of fighting method.

Zhou Zheng, who was flying in the air, also showed a little panic when he saw this.

He didn't bother to attack Yang Zhiman again, but kept dodging left and right, using his speed advantage to avoid the attacks of the swarm of insects. At the same time, he controlled flying swords, folding fans and other magical weapons to try to kill the swarm of insects.

After the two sides fought for a quarter of an incense stick of time, Zhou Zheng finally ran out of magic power and could no longer maintain flying. After falling from the sky, a flash of white light appeared and he disappeared into the barrier.

Yang Zhiman also felt uncomfortable.

Although swarms of spirit insects are powerful, they also have various flaws.

For example, in this battle, he encountered a strong enemy, and almost half of the poisonous bees he carefully cultivated died. It would take a long time to recover in number, and the quality issue would require an even longer wait. Therefore, when he faces other strong enemies next time, his strength will naturally be weakened because of the insufficient number and quality of the poisonous bees.

"This Yang Zhiman, hehe."

After being stunned for a while, Yang Guang suddenly smiled optimistically.

"My last name is Yang too. Maybe hundreds of years ago, we were one family!"

Li Mo, Ma Ling and Niu Li thought he was going to say something from the heart, but it turned out that he was trying to establish a relationship with the other party. They were speechless for a moment.

(End of this chapter)