Under one person: Get the Beiming magic skill at the beginning

He spread his palms out, aimed them at Mo Wen, and hissed, "Seize him!"

Mo Wen, who had just made this move, immediately found himself bound by an invisible force.

"Something like telekinesis?"

Mo Wen raised an eyebrow slightly.

Whether it's the sudden change to a damp, cold, and gloomy environment, or the invisible constraints that suppress one's self.

Mo Wen was both expectant and curious about these two forces.

He guessed that this was the snake spirit's method, which Feng Xingtong was now using.

Moreover, to be called a celestial being, one's methods must extend beyond this.

Wanting to see what Mo Wen was capable of, he did not use his power to resist and allowed himself to be suppressed.

"But I just had a feeling that I was about to be brought up, was it just my imagination?"

Mo Wen thought to himself.

At the same time, veins were bulging on Feng Xingtong's forehead, and cold sweat was pouring from his temples.

"It's too heavy... No, I'd better suppress it, otherwise it's too exhausting!"

"Is Brother Mo even human?"

Having finally found Mo Wen's weakness, Feng Xingtong dared not hold back in the slightest and used every means at his disposal.

He interlaced his fingers, his expression ferocious, and a dark, malevolent aura surged into the sky.

"Tuheche, give it to me!"

Rumble!

The ground shook violently, and Mo Wen suddenly saw the ground on both sides rise up as if the hands of giants were enveloping him.

Once the dust settled, a small hill, more than ten meters high, stood in the center of the site.

Feng Xingtong stood in front of the hill, panting heavily.

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Chapter 210 It actually took me three strikes to break through; You shouldn't have dodged; The whole place erupted in cheers!

It ended with a roar.

A small hill, several meters high, stands in the center of the site.

At the foot of the hill, Feng Xingtong, panting heavily and covered in sweat, looked at the small hill and murmured:

"This... should work now, right?"

"Grandpa Liu's supernatural power is no ordinary earth-based magic. Although it consumes a lot of energy, its effect is several times or even ten times greater than that of ordinary magic."

"Phew... Brother Mo probably won't be able to get out. Once I catch my breath, I'll remove the spell and let you out."

at the same time.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Holy crap, this is much bigger than the match between Zhuge Qing and Wang Ye."

"Isn't Feng Xingtong a shaman? How come she also knows magic?"

"Idiot! That's clearly the work of the snake spirit on Feng Xingtong's body!"

"Such powerful magic! That little hill looks different from ordinary earth magic."

"How did this place turn into a swamp? And it's so damp and gloomy, I feel like I'm all sticky."

"Speaking of which, does Mo Wen being trapped mean that Feng Xingtong has won?"

Countless viewers were excitedly discussing it.

The main problem was that things developed in a way that completely exceeded their expectations.

Mo Wen, who was expected to have the upper hand, was to win the match, but Feng Xing Tong suddenly made a move and used underhanded tactics.

Moreover, its power is much greater than that of ordinary earth magic.

Mo Wen, who originally had a great chance of winning, was actually trapped and suppressed.

The winning situation was suddenly reversed.

It was truly spectacular.

"Father, did Feng Xingtong use Liu Xian's methods?"

On the stage, Feng Shayan looked at Feng Zhenghao with a puzzled expression: "It's the same kind of magic, but why does it feel different from the magic of a warlock?"

Feng Zhenghao stood by the fence, his gaze fixed on the small hill below and on Feng Xingtong, who was quickly regaining his energy.

Hearing his daughter's question, he said softly, "In folk tradition, the five major animals of Northeast China—fox, yellow, white, willow, and gray—are all formed from the ancient people's worship of animals."

"The worship of Liu Xian, which is a snake, is rooted in ancient times."

His calm, deep gaze swept over the area filled with methane gas.

"Legend has it that Nuwa and Fuxi were both deities with human heads and snake bodies. Since ancient times, snakes have been said to transform into dragons, and are often regarded as the incarnation of dragons. Therefore, people born in the year of the snake in the Chinese zodiac are also said to be little dragons."

"Therefore, people believe that snakes are spiritual beings with great magical powers, capable of transforming into human form and possessing the ability to capture objects from afar and subdue demons."

"Snakes are called little dragons, so they naturally have the means to change their environment, just like the White Snake Lady in the Song and Yuan dynasty stories who flooded Jinshan Temple. However, in the stories, the White Snake Lady was almost an immortal, so her methods were naturally more powerful."

Feng Zhenghao glanced at the excited Deng Youfu and Deng Youcai brothers not far away, a strange light flashing in his eyes.

"Although this Willow Fairy is far inferior to the White Snake Lady who is about to become an immortal, her years of cultivation have given her considerable supernatural abilities."

"His name is Liu Kunsheng. Kun means earth. It seems that this great swamp that changed the environment, as well as the earth magic that is far more powerful than that of ordinary sorcerers, comes from here."

"Although Xing Tong was possessed by Liu Xian, his cultivation was still shallow, so he could not use Liu Xian's methods with ease. After all, if the effect of the spell doubled, the energy and true qi required would also increase exponentially."

"But the results were remarkable. People who were trapped by the small mountain were probably unable to move at all."

After hearing Feng Zhenghao's explanation, Feng Shayan suddenly understood.

"The guardian spirits of the shaman clan are really powerful."

Feng Zhenghao smiled and said, "To be called an 'immortal' is naturally a sign of strength. Xing Tong's Spirit Binding and Commanding skills are quite good; he can even use the methods of Liu Xian."

"Did Xing Tong win this competition?" Feng Shayan asked, her brows furrowed slightly.

"There shouldn't be any problem."

Feng Zhenghao nodded and said.

Although she heard her father say that Feng Xingtong was likely to win, for some reason, Feng Shayan was not happy, but instead gripped the railing.

Rong Shan, acting as the referee, looked intently at the small hillside.

It was able to create such a powerful earthen mound, and it did not collapse even after the spell was cast.

His cultivation level caught his eye.

"The Feng family's spirit-binding and commanding abilities are indeed extraordinary. With this Willow Immortal around, Junior Brother Lingyu is in danger."

With these thoughts in mind, Rongshan prepared to announce the results of the match.

boom!

Before he could speak, a muffled rumble suddenly came from the hillside.

Rong Shan was slightly taken aback and quickly focused his attention on the small hill.

Not only him, but Feng Zhenghao's expression also changed slightly as he stared intently at the scene.

boom! !

Another loud bang attracted the attention of the entire audience.

"Holy crap! Was there an earthquake?"

"Earthquake my ass! It's just noise from inside the earthen hill!"

"No way, is Mo Wen going to come out from inside?"

"Look! The mountain has cracked open!"

As someone pointed at the mountain and shouted loudly.

The others followed suit and looked over.

Cracks appeared on the surface of the once solid hillside.

Countless pieces of gravel and mud rolled down.

Feng Xingtong, who was catching her breath and felt that everything was in perfect order, opened her mouth slightly.

"No way..."

Suddenly, Feng Xingtong seemed to sense danger, her expression changed drastically, and she quickly dodged to the side.

Boom! ...

With a deafening explosion, countless fragments of rock flew through the spot where Feng Xingtong had just stood, leaving the wooden railing behind him riddled with holes and cracks that spread to the audience seats above.

The audience above was so frightened that they screamed and quickly left.

But no one paid any attention to that; instead, they stared intently at the two-meter-wide opening at the bottom of the hill, where dust was billowing out.

A tall, handsome young man with spotless clothes walked out.

"What powerful magic! It took me three strikes to break through it."

"I'm starting to get a feel for combat."

The young man is Mo Wen.

His appearance was met with gasps of surprise from the crowd.

No one expected that after being suppressed by the small mountain, someone would still be able to break through the mountain and walk out from inside.

Among those most surprised were Feng Zhenghao, and the Deng brothers, Youfu and Youcai.

In their view, the outcome of the match should already be decided.