0p0 Chapter 247 A tough fight?
Chapter 247 A tough fight?
At the outer martial arts arena of the Yu Lei Sect, Pan Chengfeng was panting heavily. He took a pill and immediately sat down to meditate and rest. The law enforcement team observed Pan Chengfeng's opponent and carried him away. This was the thirteenth challenger Pan Chengfeng had accepted. All thirteen were Yuanying Great Perfection. The speed of defeating them varied. The fastest one was defeated in five minutes. The slowest one took half an hour.
It was already dark, but for a cultivator, day or night would not affect his vision, not to mention that he used his spiritual sense when fighting. Looking at the pale and disheveled Pan Chengfeng, he suddenly heard someone shouting, "I'll offer 300 points! Is there anyone with a higher score than mine?! Otherwise I'll do it!" After waiting for a breath, the man went directly to the ring and bowed, saying, "Outer sect disciple Cao Tong, please give me some advice, uncle." Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Cao Tong? Isn't this Yu Qian's dog? He finally couldn't help it?"
Pan Chengfeng's spiritual sense swept towards Yu Qian's location, and seeing Yu Qian looking at him with a sneer, he thought to himself, "You seem to be trying to test me? Well, since you have stretched out your claws, I will not be polite and will chop them off for you!" In fact, when Pan Chengfeng finished the fifth game, Yu Qian ordered Cao Tong to find an opportunity to kill this guy. Cao Tong was also cautious and did not dare to show up easily. Until now, it should be almost enough to see Pan Chengfeng. Even if there are still hidden things, there can't be too many, so he gave a high score directly.
Pan Chengfeng stood up with some difficulty and said, "Old rules." After Cao Tong paid the points, he sneered and said, "Uncle, why don't you just admit defeat? Otherwise, I won't be able to control my strength and hurt you. That would be bad." Pan Chengfeng said, "Thank you for your concern, nephew. Although I don't have much mana left, it's still more than enough to deal with you." Cao Tong said angrily, "Then take it! Ice Thorn!" Pan Chengfeng felt it as soon as Cao Tong made a move, and was secretly shocked: "This guy is much stronger than all the previous ones, and is not much worse than Qian'er who has reached the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul. No wonder he is so arrogant!"
Three half-meter-long ice spikes instantly arrived in front of Pan Chengfeng, leaving him no time to dodge. Pan Chengfeng waved his hand and said, "Mist Wind Shield!" The three ice spikes penetrated halfway into the shield, pushing Pan Chengfeng back more than ten meters. Cao Tong raised his mouth and shouted, "Explode!" The three ice spikes exploded at the same time, and the Mist Wind Shield was immediately shattered. Ice slag shot all over Pan Chengfeng. Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "Damn it! If there is no blood, people will still be suspicious." Fortunately, Pan Chengfeng is a body cultivator, and his control over his body is already perfect. He immediately exploded several parts of his arm and chest, and blood immediately flowed out. Pan Chengfeng also took advantage of the thrust of the ice slag to fall backward and slide twenty meters away.
Shuang'er was shocked, flew up with her sword and shouted, "Master!" Jinxiu hurriedly grabbed Shuang'er's wrist and said, "Miss Shuang'er, don't worry, Master is fine, Master's defense is not that easy to break." Just now, in a hurry, she forgot that Pan Chengfeng was a body cultivator. Shuang'er certainly knew Pan Chengfeng's strength. Pan Chengfeng never avoided Shuang'er when he was practicing, and sometimes he even asked Shuang'er to "serve" him in practice. But seeing Pan Chengfeng covered in blood, Shuang'er couldn't help but feel distressed.
On the stage, Pan Chengfeng, who had fallen to the ground, immediately stood up with his hands covering his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood and said, "Good! You are very good, and you are qualified to see my strength!" Cao Tong narrowed his eyes slightly. This was his secret weapon to trick people, and it always worked. The highest level of the people who were hit was the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul, and the lowest was the Golden Core. Unsurprisingly, none of them could get up. Unexpectedly, Pan Chengfeng got up immediately, leaving him no chance to chase. Cao Tong looked at the injured Pan Chengfeng and thought to himself, "Could it be that he has hidden a lot of strength? He is just a foundation-building cultivator, why is he so strong?"
But there was no time for Cao Tong to think too much, because Pan Chengfeng had already started to form seals. Cao Tong did not dare to neglect and immediately sacrificed a spiritual weapon, a light golden shield. Cao Tong blocked the shield in front of him and sneered: "Uncle Master, if you have any tricks, just use them. My shield is a top-grade spiritual weapon, which can resist the attacks of the Divine Transformation cultivators." The cultivators below the stage cursed: "Despicable! You actually used a spiritual weapon! Cao Tong, no one has used a spiritual weapon in the fight until now! Hurry up and put away the shield!"
Cao Tong sneered, "A bunch of poor bastards! You don't have any spiritual tools, right? I have some, why can't I use them!" The audience fell silent instantly. Cao Tong was right. Yuanying cultivators don't have enough resources to practice, so where would they get extra resources to exchange for spiritual tools? Only when they reach the realm of transformation, with a longer lifespan and more resources, will they be willing to buy one or two self-defense spiritual tools. As for the life treasure, they will slowly gather the materials. It's too expensive. Only alchemists like Chu Xuanji and Tang Tong can afford it. For most other transformation gods, unless they have family support, it's a luxury to have a low-grade spiritual treasure.
Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Yes, the rules don't say you can't use spiritual weapons, but do you think you can win with just this spiritual weapon? Wait until I break your shield and make you cry! Take it!" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself, "It seems I have to reveal some of my strength, otherwise I really can't deal with a Yuanying cultivator with a spiritual weapon." Cao Tong seemed full of confidence after he sacrificed the spiritual weapon just now. He didn't believe that a foundation-building cultivator could defeat him who was protected by a spiritual weapon. But when he heard Pan Chengfeng asking him to take it, he subconsciously raised his caution.
Pan Chengfeng raised his palms and shouted, "Two dragons are out of the sea!" Two fire dragons, sixty to seventy meters long and two meters wide, roared and rushed towards Cao Tong! Cao Tong's soul flew away, and he trembled, "What kind of trick is this! How can it be so powerful!" There was no time to hesitate. Cao Tong hurriedly input mana into the shield without hesitation. The shield instantly shone brightly, from the original one meter long and wide to three meters long and wide, protecting Cao Tong's entire body. Who knew that before the two fire dragons hit the shield, Pan Chengfeng shouted again, "Flying dragons in the sky!" Pan Chengfeng slapped the sky with one hand, and a fifty-meter-long fire dragon roared out along Pan Chengfeng's palm, flew to the top of Cao Tong's head, and shot towards Cao Tong's head.
Cao Tong was so shocked that his eyes almost fell to the ground. He roared, "Don't think you can defeat me like this! Ice Shield!" Cao Tong raised his hands high, and a two-meter-long, wide, and half-meter-thick ice shield instantly appeared above Cao Tong's head, colliding with the fire dragon without any surprise. The shield blocked the two dragons, making a crackling sound, as if it was really going to break the shield that Yu Qian had rewarded Cao Tong. The wave of mana forced many monks to open their shields, and the fire dragon in the sky was also in a stalemate with the ice shield, but it had been half melted.
Cao Tong used all his magic power on defense. The ice shield gradually became thinner and thinner, and cracks appeared on the shield that blocked the two fire dragons. Seeing that he was about to lose defense, Cao Tong shouted: "Even if you hit me, you can't kill me! You don't have the magic power to continue fighting!!!" As soon as the voice fell, a loud rumbling sound resounded throughout the martial arts field. Pan Chengfeng sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, and thought to himself: "Damn, I exposed some of my strength to deal with you, but I hope I don't scare away the little cuties below. No, I have to pretend to be more realistic!" In order to make it more realistic, Pan Chengfeng lay directly on the martial arts field, and everyone could see Pan Chengfeng's chest rising and falling.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and gradually a figure appeared. He was not lying or crouching, but standing! The crowd of onlookers were shocked: "Cao Tong actually withstood that blow! How is this possible?" Pan Chengfeng was also shocked. He sat up and pointed at Cao Tong, shouting: "How is this possible? You can still stand! Impossible!!" Cao Tong's clothes were mostly burned, and his hands and feet were injured. He sneered with blood: "I said, you can't kill me. I still have a lot of magic power left, and your magic power has been exhausted! Let me see how I will brew you next!"
Pan Chengfeng stood up in a flash, but it seemed that he had used too much force, his legs softened, and he sat down on the floor again. Then he stood up slowly and said with difficulty: "What kind of martial arts did you practice? The magic power is so strong!" Cao Tong sneered and transmitted: "Go to hell and ask the King of Hell! Ice spikes!" Pan Chengfeng screamed: "This trick again!" He quickly did an iron bridge, and three ice spikes flew past Pan Chengfeng's nose. Pan Chengfeng got up and crawled to run away, trying to get away from Cao Tong. While running, he screamed: "You really dare to kill me? You really dare to kill me!"
Cao Tong was shocked and said quickly: "Uncle Master, what are you talking about? We haven't decided the winner yet, so of course I have to continue attacking!" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself: "It seems that he is not here to test me, but Yu Qian asked him to find a chance to kill me! Okay, Yu Qian, if I don't kill you, I will take your surname!" Pan Chengfeng knew that the attack did not kill Cao Tong, but he needed to pretend to be more miserable, because there were a lot of cute little ones waiting to give him points.
Cao Tong did not tell Pan Chengfeng Duoluo, and directly started the continuous attack mode, casting ice spells one after another, making Pan Chengfeng scream! Pan Chengfeng shouted: "Aren't all the people in the Yu Lei Sect practicing thunder magic? How can you practice ice magic! Could it be a spy! Elder, I found a spy!" Cao Tong said angrily: "I am a member of the Cao family of Jin! My background is very clean, don't slander me!" Pan Chengfeng thought to himself: "It turns out that Yu Qian and I are both from Jin. It seems that I have to pay more attention to the cultivators of Jin in the future."
Pan Chengfeng yelled and Cao Tong was afraid that the elders would intervene, but when he saw that the elders did not say anything, he continued to attack Pan Chengfeng without any worries. Pan Chengfeng dodged a few more ice spikes, and suddenly flew into the air with his sword, yelling, "If you don't stop, I'm going to get mad!" Everyone looked up at Pan Chengfeng, seeing that he was covered in blood and pale, wondering how he could still get mad after falling to the ground. Cao Tong sneered, "Master, if you have any tricks, just use them! I'll take over!"
Pan Chengfeng slowly gathered the power of thunder in his hands, and a thunder ball slowly took shape. Cao Tong was secretly surprised and said, "Is there really still some mana left to attack? It should be recovered from the moment just now, nothing to worry about!" As the thunder ball turned in Pan Chengfeng's hands, Cao Tong narrowed his eyes, feeling that this thunder ball seemed to be a little different, but he couldn't put his finger on it. Pan Chengfeng completed the spell and shouted, "Take it! Thunderstorm Spell!"
Cao Tong did not dare to be careless, and quickly formed a seal. A 50-centimeter ice ball immediately appeared on Cao Tong's palm. Cao Tong was also very confident in this move. This was the most powerful spell in his ice spells, Frost Explosion. If hit by frost, the whole person will be frozen instantly. Afterwards, just a light flick will turn the enemy into ice debris. Pan Chengfeng threw a thunder ball at Cao Tong, and Cao Tong also threw an ice ball at the same time. The two balls collided and the ice ball was disintegrated in an instant. Cao Tong's eyes bulged and he yelled, "Impossible!!"
The thunder ball appeared in front of Cao Tong's chest without any hindrance, and exploded in Cao Tong's eyes of disbelief. Everyone only felt a flash of white light in front of their eyes, and the thunder ball exploded. After a not very loud sound, Cao Tong disappeared. Then there was a plop, and Pan Chengfeng also fell from the sky, lying straight on the stage motionless.