Chapter 107 Shen Sangruo and Bai Mumu fight
"Is this Shen Sangruo's natal magical weapon?"
"But it still doesn't look as good as Junior Sister Bai's Snow Staff."
“I don’t know what kind of bird or animal the feathers are, but they definitely don’t belong to any higher-level bird or animal.”
Because the appearance of the feather fan is relatively simple, and the knowledge of Feiyun Sect disciples does not allow them to see its quality.
Or maybe they don't think Shen Sangruo has a good magic weapon in his hands.
The elders of Feiyun Sect were well-informed and could naturally tell at a glance that the Feather Fan in Shen Sangruo's hand was far superior to the Xueshuang Staff.
Both Shen Daochen and Ling Xiao's eyes were glazed over, wondering where she got this magical weapon.
Master Ling Xiao frowned and stared at the feather fan in her hand.
As the number one monk in the world of cultivation, how could he not recognize that it was a magic weapon made by Qingluan Hu Xinyu.
Who did she get such a precious magic weapon from?
Who would be willing to give this magic weapon to her?
The cyan figure that took Shen Sangruo away that day appeared in his mind again.
Could it be her?
A monk at the stage of becoming a god seems to be someone who can possess a magic weapon of this quality.
What is her relationship with her? Want to be her master?
Master Ling Xiao's fingers hidden under his sleeves tightened unconsciously.
Shen Sangruo had indeed had other intentions for a long time, and in such a short period of time, he coaxed the magic weapon from the first-level monk.
Apart from someone like her who would tolerate her, who else could look up to her?
He sneered and his face turned gloomy.
What Master Ling Xiao wanted to see was that Shen Sangruo was miserable after leaving Zhenlin Peak, and then suddenly realized that he regretted leaving Zhenlin Peak.
However, at this moment, Shen Sangruo's natal magical weapon clearly indicated that she had not received any impact after leaving Zhenlin Peak, and instead, she had improved to a higher level.
Naturally, he was extremely unhappy.
Only when Bai Mumu, on behalf of Zhenlin Peak, trampled Shen Sangruo severely under his feet, could he feel a little more balanced.
Even though there were endless turmoil in his heart, Ling Xiao's face still looked calm and arrogant.
He wanted to see how her fire-based spiritual power could control wind-based weapons.
Everyone watching the battle was also very curious about Shen Sanruo's attack method.
The perspective returns to the competition stage.
Both Shen Sangruo and Bai Mumu had taken out their magic weapons.
Both sides attacked each other almost simultaneously.
Shen Sangruo raised his hand and immediately waved a fan. The flames spread all the way through the area where the feather fan had been fanned, leaving a sea of orange fire. The entire competition stage seemed to be illuminated by the setting sun, which was extremely beautiful.
And the sea of fire was pointing directly at Bai Mumu, with a majestic momentum.
Bai Mumu also activated the Xueshuang Staff, and countless ice picks shot out from the ground, stabbing Shen Sangruo at extremely fast speeds.
However, Shen Sangruo's reaction was faster, his shots were faster, and his offensive was more rapid.
The sea of fire collided with the ice cone, and the ice cone melted instantly, forming a powerful shock wave that even affected the disciples who were fighting outside the competition platform.
The sea of fire was like breaking bamboo, breaking through the ice cone's defense line layer by layer, and continued to rush towards Bai Mumu, as if opening a huge mouth to swallow Bai Mumu directly.
Seeing that something was not going well, Bai Mumu immediately used the Snow Frost Staff to summon a thick ice shield in the shape of snowflakes in front of her, which was able to resist the falling clouds.
With a fierce look on her face, she swung several ice spikes at Shen Sangruo with her backhand. The ice spikes were like arrows leaving the string.
But Shen Sangruo just waved the feather fan in his hand downwards, and he flew into the air like a bird and beast, easily dodging the ice spike.
Shen Sangruo slowly landed on the ground, Bai Mumu pursed her lips tightly and stared at her as if she was shocked.
Both sides are testing it, just stop there. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had already fought for two rounds.
The disciples watching the battle were surprised several times by the two of them in such a short period of time.
The collision of ice and fire is so exciting.
"Shen Sangruo, what kind of skill is this? It's actually a fan blowing out a sea of fire."
To be precise, it was Liu Huo falling from the sky.
In this way, the fire spiritual power and the wind magic weapon are perfectly combined.
"The intensity of her attack actually destroyed Junior Sister Bai's attack. It was so powerful."
"Her figure is so light, she can fly so high with just one leap."
"What kind of technique does Junior Sister Bai practice? There are so many forms?"
"I know this. Junior Sister Bai's technique is called Wanxiang Ice Soul Art. All things are born from the heart, and you can use the power of ice and snow at will."
This is undoubtedly one of the top techniques in the world of cultivation.
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"Junior sister Bai is indeed highly regarded by Master Ling Xiao, and such a technique can be found for her."
The crowd exclaimed.
"Don't just pay attention to Junior Sister Bai's skills. I think Shen Sangruo's skills are also very extraordinary. They even have the potential to surpass Junior Sister Bai's Wanxiang Ice Soul Jue."
"Does anyone know what kind of technique Shen Sangruo has? It doesn't look like it was inherited from Master Ling Xiao."
The disciples of Feiyun Sect were discussing fiercely, but there was no conclusion.
Master Ling Xiao on the high platform stared with his brows so furrowed that he could pinch a fly to death.
He knew that the technique used by Shen Sangruo was the one he had discovered before, and it was most likely inherited from her "Wild Master".
And it is still not inferior to his Xuanhuo True Dragon Technique.
Every time Shen Sangruo used that "wild skill", it was a slap in the face.
His unhappiness was deepening, and his face looked as ugly as if he had eaten.
Just as everyone was talking about it, the eyes of the two people on the stage collided, and the fighting and murderous intentions were fully visible in their eyes.
"I underestimated you." Bai Mumu twitched the corners of her lips, "I didn't expect that you would have such an opportunity to find such a technique after breaking up with the master."
"That's good, at least the competition won't be boring."
"Although your skills are good, my Wanxiang Ice Soul Art is far superior to your skills."
It's just a fan blowing out flames. Such a monotonous attack is nothing to be afraid of.
Although Shen Sangruo's sea of fire was powerful, she had not used all her strength just now, so it was not difficult to resist the suppression.
Fire and ice are incompatible, and both of their techniques restrain each other.
"This is just the beginning." Shen Sangruo's voice was cold, and he raised his hand and waved another fan, "What follows is what I have carefully prepared for you."
Does she have more than one Luoxia Liuhuo Jue?
How could this be the only thing she had carefully prepared for Bai Mumu?
"Okay, then I will tell you that your failure has been doomed long ago, and you can't change it no matter what you do."
She originally wanted to crush Shen Sangruo first and then implement her plan, but Shen Sangruo's skills and natal magic weapon were beyond her expectations.
Then let her play with her first, and then push her into the abyss.
Bai Mumu shook the Snow Frost Staff and summoned the ice shield again, trying to block Shen Sangruo's attack.
Shen Sangruo's eyes flashed, and after waving a fan, his movements did not stop.
Here comes the second chapter. There are only two updates today. I have something to do today and don’t have enough time. I kowtow to everyone, bang bang bang! Will add more updates tomorrow!
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