Chapter 160
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As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Changsheng slapped his storage bag with his right hand, and a stack of talismans appeared in his hand. He threw them forward, and they turned into dozens of head-sized red fireballs that shot toward the young man in white. [Full text read …]
At this time, the young man in white had just taken out a cyan short sword. Before he could activate the magic weapon, he saw dozens of red fireballs flying toward him.
The young man in white's face changed greatly. He hurriedly took out a few talismans and slapped them on his body. Suddenly, a blue, green, and yellow light curtain appeared on his body, protecting him inside.
As soon as he did all this, the dozens of red fireballs hit the light curtain.
There was a burst of explosion, and the dazzling red light flashed in front of his eyes. The young man in white could barely see anything else.
The outermost blue light curtain only lasted for a moment before it broke apart. The second blue light curtain didn't last long before it broke apart. Although it was blocked by the third light curtain …
The third cyan light curtain blocked it, but the third cyan light curtain blocked it.
The third cyan light curtain was also faintly discernible, and it looked like it had little energy left.
After the fire dissipated, the young man in white subconsciously looked across, but he didn't see Wang Changsheng's figure.
His face changed, and he hurriedly took out a few talismans and slapped them on his body.
At this time, with a "crack", the third cyan light curtain broke.
The light screen shattered, and a golden dagger was placed on the white-clothed youth's neck. A faint voice came from behind him.
"Don't move. If you move again, I'll cut off your head."
The young man in white's face suddenly turned pale, and his back was wet with cold sweat. If the other party wanted to kill him, he would have died just now.
"I admit defeat," the young man in white sighed and shouted unwillingly.
"Taiqing Palace's Wang Changsheng wins," the middle-aged scholar heard this and announced the result of the competition.
At the same time, the person controlling the Huang family's formation removed the white light curtain.
Wang Changsheng narrowed his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face. He moved the Golden Moon Sword away from the young man in white's neck.
"How did you get behind me?" The young man in white turned around and stared at Wang Changsheng. His face was full of doubt.
"Give me the stakes first?" Wang Changsheng stretched out a hand and said calmly.
When they had signed the life and death agreement, both sides had agreed to bet 100 spirit stones. Now that Wang Changsheng had won, he naturally had to get what he deserved.
The young man in white snorted lightly. He took out a mid-grade spirit stone and threw it to Wang Changsheng.
"It's nothing. It's just the Qing Gong of the secular world," Wang Changsheng said and walked out of the formation.
Outside the formation, this battle caused a commotion.
"What kind of magic is this fellow Daoist from the Taiqing Palace using? Why isn't there any light coming from his body? It's really incredible. "
"Idiot, what kind of magic is that? It's just the martial arts of the secular world."
"That's right. The secular world calls this martial arts Qing Gong. But I've never seen such a high level of Qing Gong." A few experienced cultivators recognized the origin of Wang Changsheng's movement technique.
Because of this victory, Immortal Wang obtained some people's attention.
In the second round, Chen Baofeng went up. His opponent was the short and fat man from the Firestorm Way, Lei Zhen.
Both of them were in the late Foundation Establishment stage, but considering that Lei Zhen cultivated a lightning-attributed cultivation method, his destructive power was greater. Lei Zhen had a higher chance of winning.
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