Chapter 109 Don’t ask if you want to lose (please subscribe)
Bian Shasha was sent out of the competition square. Her supporters were very proud before because the boss would definitely win.
Ding Ling is someone they know, so poor and has no magic weapon.
The boss is rich and they know that it is easy to defeat this Ding Ling.
The more I watched, the angrier I became, the boss actually lost to a commoner.
When Ding Ling came down to the martial arts platform, she felt many pairs of eyes looking at her with hatred.
She took a look and saw that it was Bian Shasha's follower, and came to Lai Jianlin's side casually.
After the first group of competitions, Mo Wen had already gone to the third martial arts stage to compete with a male disciple.
The man looked a little younger than Mo Wen, with a tall and thin figure, a long face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, fair skin, he had the same initial cultivation level of foundation building, and was wearing the robe of an inner disciple of the Immortal Sect. , wearing a pair of magic boots.
When the two men came on stage, they just cupped their hands and launched attacks and defenses without saying a word.
Mo Wen still used his bow. The light from the bow shot towards the opponent like a sharp arrow.
But the opponent used a sword. He swung it in the light and attacked the opponent. One sword was like thousands of swords, and each sword was like a sharp sword.
The collision of two colored lights and shadows produced a "clang" sound, and a burst of flames, like the flames caused by the friction between weapons.
Mo Wen cast the tree-growing spell at the same time, scattering countless seeds. The densely packed seeds on the martial platform instantly turned into small trees, growing into towering trees. Both of them hugged the tree trunks. but.
The branches, leaves, and roots attack each other together, and the thorns on the trees shoot at each other like hidden weapons.
The opponent uses ice spells and builds an ice wall in front of him to defend himself from the opponent's attacks. Ice spells are used to fill the sky with flowers.
The Wutai, which was originally warm in spring, suddenly became as cold as winter. Snowflakes fell from the sky, attacking the big trees and Mo Wen.
The big tree was in the cold ice and snow. No matter how Mo Wen used it, it seemed to have lost part of its power. The original green leaves of the tree were withered by the ice and snow, and lost their green luster.
Mo Wen saw the other party's ice and snow to restrain his wooden spell. He could only use the bow to pop out more flames to dissolve the ice and snow.
It’s just that in addition to using snowflakes, the opponent also created a lot of ice swords, and the stage was filled with ice swords.
Mo Wen had seen this spell just now when Ding Ling cast it. He used many towering trees that two people could not hold to carry, to rotate, or to hit the ice wall with force. There were no big trees in the ice and snow. Affected to some extent, Mo Wen's spiritual power spun like a windmill. The tree trunks collided with the ice wall, and "bang bang" big holes were exposed in the ice wall.
The opponent kept repairing the broken hole to prevent the big tree from attacking him.
The two of them were fighting so hard that they couldn't tell the difference.
Mo Wen was quite emotional at this moment. The few days of sparring with his junior brother made him improve a lot in magic, and he was able to fight against his opponent for a while.
Lai Jianlin is watching from the martial arts stage. After the game is over, he will take the stage to compete.
He was watching every martial arts stage. During the competition between Mo Wen and the opponent, it seemed to be a tie. However, if the opponent had other secret moves, Mo Wen would be at a disadvantage. His skills and magic weapons were too single.
Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been abused by him in every sparring session.
"Senior Brother, do you think Brother Mo Wen will win?" While Ding Ling was watching, he wanted to talk to Lai Jianlin to relieve his nervousness. Among so many senior brothers in the shipyard, this was the only one. Men can talk.
"It's hard to say. If the opponent has a stronger magic weapon, such as a lot of runes, he may lose..."
Lai Jianlin said what he was thinking, Ding Ling's Ask questions and answer naturally.
"Oh, Senior Brother Mo Wen..." Ding Ling did not say the next sentence. What he wanted to say was that Senior Brother Mo Wen was a bit stupid. "The bull will become stronger one day, and he will gain experience if he falls down too many times."
Lai Jianlin feels that although this competition is very important, there is nothing he can do if he is eliminated. Can wait until the next game to win.
If you lose the first knockout round, you may not be eligible to participate in all subsequent Xianmen competitions.
However, if you have an acquaintance who can participate in all Xianmen competitions, you can follow them to watch, but they will not be able to play.
The road to immortality is so long, and falling down once does not mean that you will fall down forever. You will get up one day.
Mo Wen was able to enter the inner sect and advance to the foundation building stage without any training resources. This was not an easy task, and it might take more time than others.
This is also a helpless move. Some people will not be able to reach the foundation building stage of ordinary level in their whole life. Entering the foundation building stage is just one more opportunity for ordinary level. It does not mean that the road will be longer. It can only depend on the individual. Opportunity.
The junior brother who competed with Mo Wen on the martial arts stage, after several attacks, found out that the opponent did not have many magic weapons and runes.
He began to attack Mo Wen with other magic weapons and runes, and another "boom" sound came from the stage.
A burst of fire and thick smoke emerged from the martial arts platform. Mo Wen was hit by the opponent's powerful rune, and he also threw the fire charm at the opponent.
"Boom"
The sound of explosions continued to sound. The ice and snow just now had not disappeared, and the explosion caused the ice and snow to explode into the air.
Once again, the two worlds of ice and fire came, and people outside the Wutai competition were not affected. We only saw fierce battles on every stage, and the competition was extremely exciting.
Mo Wen's net worth was indeed not as rich as others', but after a breath, the runes were gone.
The opponent kept throwing runes at him, so he could only use the Wooden Law Tree again, hoping that the spell could resist it.
"Boom"
The opponent's runes kept coming, and the big trees were broken, making it impossible to attack the opponent.
Mo Wen used a spiritual aura, but still couldn't resist the opponent's runes.
My face was disgraced after being bombed, my face was black, and my clothes had lost their original color, although I still didn’t look like a beggar.
He already had a premonition that he was going to lose.
Mo Wen was not willing to lose so easily and attacked the opponent with the magic weapon golden knife he had used before.
The opponent used a defensive ice wall again, and the golden knife froze on the ice wall.
The opponent used his ice axe, and huge pieces of ice and snow ax were chopped down at Mo Wen.
Mo Wen had also seen such a spell when he was watching Ding Ling compete just now. He used some trees on the ground as windmills to continuously rotate above his head to prevent those axes from cutting down.
"Boom boom"
Bingxue's ax was as sharp as a real axe, chopping the rotating wood into sections, as if he was chopping firewood.
The broken wood did not fall, it was still spinning in mid-air, but there were many spaces. The ax struck Mo Wen.
(End of this chapter)