Chapter 61 Defeating Feng Tianyang
Chapter 61 Defeating Feng Tianyang
With the end of the contest between Li Cunzhen and Dou Tian.
The next competition soon began on the stage.
"Round 2, Match 3"
"Li Muxuan of the Sanyi Sect, facing Feng Tianyang of Liangshan."
"Please come up on stage, both of you."
Upon hearing the shouts, Li Muxuan and Feng Tianyang soon walked onto the stage one after the other.
The two were not familiar with each other, and there was no extra formality on stage.
The bell rang, and the battle began immediately.
Feng Tianyang flipped his right hand, and three talismans flew out from between his fingers, landing on the ground and spontaneously combusting without fire.
The moment the fire went out, three spirits of different shapes emerged from the wisp of smoke.
One was a gray wolf shadow about half a person's height, exuding a chilling aura; another was a small, jet-black snake coiled at Feng Tianyang's feet, its scarlet tongue flicking in and out; and the third was shaped like an infant, pale white, floating in mid-air.
Feng Tianyang waved his hand forward.
Without a word, the three elves attacked simultaneously.
Li Muxuan's figure swayed, activating the Reverse Life Triple Technique and the Reversal of Eight Directions. His skin turned white, and at the same time, an invisible force field enveloped his entire body. He stomped his foot and leaped to the left, barely avoiding the attack of the three elves.
Then, it released a force field to repel the spirits.
However, the three sprites, though driven back, did not disappear and soon attacked again.
Seeing this, Li Muxuan frowned slightly.
These filthy things are impossible to kill; the more you beat them, the more energetic they become.
He glanced at Feng Tianyang, who was standing in the distance, his eyes flickering slightly.
To catch the thief, you must first catch the king. There's no need to waste your energy on these elves; you should directly attack Feng Tianyang!
However, the other party seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and with a slight twitch of the corner of his mouth, he took out three more talismans.
As the talisman burned out, three willow-shaped spirits appeared in three directions around him, surrounding Feng Tianyang.
They didn't give Li Muxuan a chance to get close at all.
Li Muxuan frowned again and couldn't help but look at Feng Tianyang.
Good lad, this is getting a bit tricky.
While they were fighting fiercely on stage.
However, many audience members had already shifted their attention away from the stage.
The first two matches of the second round were incredibly impressive.
First, Zhang Zhiwei slapped Lu Jin unconscious, and then Li Cunzhen easily defeated Dou Tian.
In comparison, the entangled fight between Li Muxuan and Feng Tianyang was rather uninteresting.
People are more willing to discuss the relative strengths of Zhang Zhiwei and Li Cunzhen.
In the audience, a middle-aged man with a goatee stroked his beard and spoke with a confident expression.
"Looking at all this, I have to say, the most impressive one is still that big guy from the Celestial Master's Mansion."
"What level of technique is the Five Thunder Orthodox Method? It's a technique that reaches the heavens! Its power is unparalleled in the world of supernatural beings, plus the Golden Light Mantra, which is said to be impervious to all evil."
"That Taoist priest from the Sanyi Sect is indeed powerful, but I think... his chances are slim!"
Upon hearing this, a young man in a gray Taoist robe next to the middle-aged man with the goatee shook his head.
"You're wrong about that."
"Master Li didn't even use the Reverse Life technique from beginning to end, and dealing with Lü Ren of the Lü family was like child's play. If he really used his full strength, he might not be worse than that Master Zhang."
The two argued endlessly, neither able to convince the other.
Fengping sat in the corner, holding a glass of wine, his ears perked up.
He put his wine glass on the table, turned his head to look at Liu Deshui beside him, and nudged him in the waist with his elbow.
"Hey! Brother Liu, did you hear that? Who do you think is stronger, Li Cunzhen or Zhang Zhiwei?"
Liu Deshui was staring intently at the stage when he heard this, and he slightly tilted his head, his face expressionless.
He thought for a moment and said, "At their level, methods are certainly important, but the decisive factor in victory or defeat is always one's life force and cultivation."
Fengping nodded, waiting for him to continue.
Liu Deshui frowned.
"The problem is, neither of them was ever pushed to their limit from beginning to end."
"Master Li Cunzhen didn't even use any reverse life techniques from beginning to end, and Master Zhang just knocked one person out with a slap, easily. Outsiders have no idea how much they actually have."
Fengping grinned, took a swig of wine, and then said.
"So, you can't guess?"
"However, I think their life cultivation levels should be about the same. When I drew lots, I faced both Fellow Daoist Zhang and Fellow Daoist Li at the same time. The feeling I got from them was similar, like facing a mountain whose top could not be seen at a glance."
"Of course, it's also possible that my cultivation level is too low and my perception is inaccurate."
Liu Deshui nodded.
"If that's the case, then we'll have to see how they perform on the spot."
The two fell silent and looked back at the stage.
On the stage, the battle between Li Muxuan and Feng Tianyang reached its climax.
Feng Tianyang used all his skills, summoning not only the six spirits he had previously summoned, but also a grayish-blue mountain demon with immense strength. With a single punch, it created a dent about a foot deep on the stage.
The four spirits cooperated with each other, launching a continuous barrage of attacks, and from the looks of it, they had already suppressed Li Muxuan.
But Li Muxuan did not engage in a direct confrontation and remained calm throughout.
While using an inverted force field to block, he also observed the characteristics of each Pokémon.
Wolf Shadow is the fastest, charging head-on, but its attack route is straightforward and easy to predict.
The little snake is good at ambushing, always moving close to the ground, waiting for an opportunity to attack its lower body, but it needs to gather strength before each attack.
The cries of infants are the most annoying, disturbing the mind and clouding the senses, but they are not aggressive.
As for the mandrill, although it was powerful, it was slow-moving and had obvious weaknesses.
After figuring these things out, a glint flashed in Li Muxuan's eyes.
He first created an opening, attracting the snake and the mandrill to attack at the same time. After dodging, the two spirits simultaneously entered a charging-up phase.
Then, Li Muxuan stopped playing defensively and took the initiative to meet Feng Tianyang head-on, unleashing a powerful shot!
Immediately afterwards, he suddenly exerted force with his feet!
The electric current stimulates the nerves, instantly increasing muscle strength, making the whole person as fast as an arrow released from a bow!
His speed increased suddenly, allowing him to avoid the wolf's shadow charging towards him.
Then, Li Muxuan unleashed several force fields in succession, prematurely scattering the three spirits protecting Feng Tianyang.
At this point, Feng Tianyang finally realized something was wrong. His expression changed drastically, and he quickly took out the talisman, still trying to struggle.
But Li Muxuan was extremely fast, and his palm was already pressed against Feng Tianyang's chest.
boom!
Feng Tianyang was sent flying backward, his back slamming against the railing of the stage, and blood gushed from his mouth.
He leaned against the railing, took a few breaths, and looked up at Li Muxuan.
But he found himself enveloped by an aura.
A moment later, he grinned with a wry smile, cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to Li Muxuan, and then admitted defeat.
Li Muxuan put away the rebellious spirit, his expression remained normal, he cupped his hands in greeting, and turned to leave the stage.
Feng Tianyang stood up on his own, dusted himself off, and followed him off the stage.
A moment later, the next match begins.
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