Cold Clouds

In the next game, Lin Xiaoxiao sat with Jin Tao and watched the show. Anyway, she had already won two games, so she didn't want to participate in the next game.

What's wrong with being an outer sect? It's just that she has fewer resources. She didn't really start her cultivation from the refining void stage... Her withdrawal is a good thing for most people. They have the opportunity to try to fight for the opportunity to enter the inner sect directly.

Lin Xiaoxiao held up her chin and looked at the monks who were pouring out their youth, blood and sweat on the arena, and scooped a spoonful of ice cream into her mouth.

Delicious, strawberry flavor. Lin Xiaoxiao nodded, very satisfied.

Although she was just thinking about "squandering the youth's blood and sweat" in her mind, there were actually quite a few old men and women present.

The cultivation journey in the upper realm is roughly like this: join a basic low-level sect to cultivate to the level of Spirit Transformation and then join a high-level sect to cultivate to a higher level.

Of course, there are also a large number of independent practitioners.

Therefore, there are actually quite a few people whose aptitude is not particularly good but who manage to reach the stage of Divine Transformation and then come to participate in the entrance examination to high-level sects. Among them, those who have really poor aptitude have already been eliminated in the first round.

Therefore, in this arena, super young geniuses like Jin Tao are indeed a minority.

Of course, Lin Xiaoxiao is an outlier and cannot be counted among them.

Now an old man is competing with a young man, and the young man seems to be very disdainful of this.

"Old man, listen to my advice and leave on your own, or don't blame me for being merciless," the young man wrapped the chain around his fist, narrowed his eyes and smiled, "How is it?"

"As an old man, I don't want to give up just like that." The old man smiled kindly.

The young man's face suddenly turned cold: You don't know how to appreciate my kindness.

"Sister Xiao, who do you think will win?" Jin Tao asked as she chewed the braised goose that Lin Xiaoxiao bought for her, "I think the one with the surname Zhang is really good."

"The one with the surname Zhang" refers to the young man on the arena. Jin Tao and Lin Xiaoxiao did not listen to the introduction carefully, so they knew basically nothing about the names of the two people below and only remembered their surnames.

The young man's surname was Zhang, and the old man's surname should be Huang. They didn't hear the others.

"Hmph!" Zhang shouted, his face slightly cold, his hands clenched into fists, and his palms wrapped in iron chains made a crisp metal collision sound. His fists were as big as a bowl, emitting a faint earthy yellow halo, giving people a heavy and solid feeling.

He stamped his foot on the ground and rushed forward at an extremely fast speed, like a ferocious tiger. His fist, with great power and might, hit Old Man Huang fiercely. This punch was so powerful that it seemed to smash everything in front of him.

As the fist was swung, the surrounding air seemed to be stirred up, forming a strong gust of wind, blowing the old man Huang's robes. This punch not only showed the strength of the man surnamed Zhang, but also surprised everyone present.

The man surnamed Zhang was obviously a physical cultivator with considerable strength. Both of them were in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm. If their strengths were equal, the threat posed by a young and strong physical cultivator getting close to him would be considerable.

Old man Huang laughed and dodged the punch by moving to the side. He then took out a long stick and stabbed it into Zhang's abdomen.

The man surnamed Zhang felt pain and paused for a moment, but he was not knocked down. He gritted his teeth and looked at the old man Huang, with a flash of anger in his eyes. However, at this moment, the old man Huang took the opportunity to distance himself and quickly retreated. He knew that if he continued to fight with the man surnamed Zhang in close combat, he might be at a disadvantage. So he decided to take advantage of this opportunity and adopt a more effective attack method.

The old man Huang swung the stick in his hand violently, and a fierce gust of wind whistled out, attacking directly towards the dantian area of ​​the man surnamed Zhang. The power of this attack was so amazing that it seemed to tear the air apart. The man surnamed Zhang's face changed. He felt the threat of this attack and did not dare to neglect it. He quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body to try to resist the attack of this strong wind.

However, the old man Huang's attack speed was extremely fast. Before Zhang could fully gather his spiritual power, the strong wind had already hit his dantian area fiercely. With a burst of severe pain, Zhang groaned and his body involuntarily stepped back a few steps. His face turned extremely pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Obviously, this attack caused him a lot of damage.

The man surnamed Zhang stretched out his hand to block it, stepped back a few steps, and his face became a little ugly, not at all as arrogant as at the beginning.

Obviously, if he doesn't take it seriously, he'll probably get knocked off his feet.

This was his second match. If he didn't win, he would have to come back next year. Zhang clenched his teeth, and a layer of yellow light appeared on the surface of his body. A layer of dry and cracked lines covered him, and then gradually formed a tall human figure.

This kind of magic is a derivative of the magic of heaven and earth, but its defense and power are naturally greatly reduced.

Many people have used the Fa Tian Xiang Di in the competition, but most of them were not proficient in it. They only used the Fa Tian Xiang Di when they had their last chance to try to turn the tide and win.

Old Man Huang did not seem surprised by this. Instead, he dodged the attacks and continued to counterattack from time to time with the long stick in his hand.

The man named Zhang, whose attacks missed several times, frowned, thinking that this old man was as slippery as a loach. His hands moved faster and he seemed a little impatient.

The man surnamed Zhang's attacks kept missing. Old man Huang narrowed his eyes and hit the man surnamed Zhang's jaw with a stick. The violent impact made the man surnamed Zhang a little dizzy for a moment.

The man surnamed Zhang's pupils dilated for a moment, and his knees lost strength. By the time he reacted, old man Huang had already swung a stick in front of him. He had no time to dodge and was hit hard.

Then Old Man Huang took the opportunity to hit Mr. Zhang on the vital parts with his stick. Mr. Zhang fell to the ground and fainted.

"Is that a stick made of broken spiritual wood?" Lin Xiaoxiao, who had watched the entire situation, narrowed her eyes, stared at the stick in Old Man Huang's hand, and muttered to herself.

The attack launched by old man Huang just now seemed to have passed through the spiritual protection of the man surnamed Zhang and the inferior version of the Law of Heaven and Earth, and directly hit his body.

In this regard, Lin Xiaoxiao could only think of rare materials such as the broken spirit wood.

The Po Ling can completely ignore the defense of spiritual energy. If it is made into a weapon, it can achieve the effect of ignoring the defense of spiritual energy and directly attacking the opponent's body. Moreover, the Po Ling wood's rejection of spiritual energy of attributes other than wood spiritual energy can also be used in offense. As long as you inject your spiritual energy in the direction you want to attack, the Po Ling wood will discharge spiritual energy in roughly that direction. Its power is not bad. The man surnamed Zhang should have suffered a loss because of this.

However, the Broken Spirit Wood has many weaknesses, one of which is that it is afraid of fire. Even ordinary fire can burn it to ashes. Another possibility is that the opponent has a higher-level wood-attributed spiritual root or has an extremely strong body.

As it happened, Lin Xiaoxiao had them all.

Fire, Lin Xiaoxiao has Phoenix Fire. Wood Spiritual Roots... Po Lingmu is still wood after all. This kind of spiritual treasure will shrink when facing a higher level of magic than itself, and Lin Xiaoxiao has a Wood Spiritual Pearl. Not to mention the extremely strong body, Po Lingmu will definitely die if it hits Lin Xiaoxiao.

But this old man... is quite capable. This time, Lin Xiaoxiao carefully wrote down the old man Huang's name, Huang Tianzheng.