Chapter 43 Junior brother, can you still persist?

The years turn around, and it’s the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and the longevity points are still added to the mana.

Chen Xun took the big black bull and the elixir to the sect hall and got a steady 200 contribution points.

"Lao Niu, keep it, don't spend anymore, and go to the sect competition!" Chen Xun carefully put the Bagua card into the storage bag.

"Moo!" The big black cow was overjoyed.

Chen Xun took Da Hei Niu to sign up, and he also had an extra talisman in his hand. When the time came, he would know which fighting arena to go to.

A few days later, the bell rang, and the Dabi Mountain Peak was crowded with people. It was as lively as in previous years.

However, Ge Shuang and Bai Shi did not participate this year. I heard that they were accepted by some elder and became inner disciples.

"The sect competition has officially begun!" A vast voice echoed everywhere.

The talisman in Chen Xun's hand sounded, and he immediately looked towards a certain arena, leading the big black bull away, with eagerness in his eyes.

On the ring, opposite him was a disciple named Zhang Song who was at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He was shocked. The man opposite him was also at the eighth level of Qi Refining and brought a spiritual beast with him. It looked like it was going to be a fierce battle.

"Senior brother, please show mercy. I have just broken through the eighth level of Qi refining."

Chen Xun chuckled, his eyes full of vigilance. These disciples had strange methods and many spells, so they should not be careless.

After observing the previous year, he found that it was safer to advance to the top 500 in the Qi Refining Level 8 and would not attract attention.

"Of course, the sect's competition is over and it won't hurt our junior brother's life."

Zhang Song looked a little confused. This man and the cow were wearing straw hats, which was really funny and strange.

"Senior brother, let's start?"

"kindness……"

Zhang Song was slightly speechless. This man had three mountain-cutting axes wrapped around his waist. At first glance, they were made of ordinary iron and were not even magical weapons. However, he could not underestimate the enemy.

His eyes gradually became sharp, and his fingers suddenly flicked continuously, and the water vapor suddenly formed and turned into ice crystals, like flowing clouds and flowing water, bringing up countless afterimages.

Ice picks shot at Chen Xun one after another. The big black bull was only at the third level of Qi Refining. His target was his master. To capture the thief, capture the king first.

"So strong!" Chen Xun shouted, and kept dodging, and he was chased and fled in embarrassment, "As expected of senior brother!"

The ice picks were about to hit Chen Xun every time, but when he moved his feet, he just dodged them again, and the spiritual beast also kept running away.

"Junior brother, it's better not to hide." Zhang Song remained still, the fingering in his hand became faster and faster, and the angles of the ice picks became more and more cunning.

Chen Xun took out a mountain-cutting ax, broke it open with one blow, and began to dodge again, sweating profusely, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Junior brother, how long are you going to hide?"

Zhang Song looked impatient, why he kept missing, and the mana in his body had been greatly depleted, "I won't hold back anymore!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several blue veins popped up on Zhang Song's forehead, his palms and fingers clattered, and a gleam appeared in his eyes.

At this time, several ice blades appeared out of thin air and slashed at Chen Xun without warning. Zhang Song stepped on them with his sword and followed the ice blades, blocking all Chen Xun's retreat routes.

"It's too scary." Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu shrank and disappeared.

Zhang Song's pupils shrank, and the spell and him were all in vain.

"Fireball technique." Chen Xun shouted, and several small fireballs shot out. Zhang Song's eyes narrowed, and he waved his big hand back, and an ice pick appeared.

A large puddle of water melted out in the middle of the ring. Zhang Song already knew that this person was difficult to deal with and would probably be difficult to defeat with magic.

The two quickly started fighting in the ring, and they were inseparable. Zhang Song was worried, why couldn't he hit? !

The big black bull was watching the show on the side, mooing constantly, as if he was cheering and cheering. Some people even won two games in the arena.

After fighting for more than half an hour, Zhang Song was sweating like rain, and Chen Xun also sat on the ground and exhaled loudly, as if he would not be able to hold on any longer.

"I can only use my trump card. I didn't expect to encounter such a tough opponent in the first game of the competition."

Zhang Song looked hesitant, but didn't want to waste any more time. He patted the storage bag and saw several formation flags sitting in the west.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and before Zhang Song could react, his two formation flags were... pulled away? !

Hey, sneak attack!

A black shadow suddenly came over, and the big black bull arched violently. Zhang Song was flying in the air at this time, with a dazed expression on his face, and fell heavily outside the ring.

"Who am I and where am I?! What just happened?!"

Zhang Song groaned in pain, his eyes still blank, and looked at Chen Xun with a capital question mark.

"Senior brother, I accept it, I accept it." Chen Xun staggered off the stage and returned the formation flag to him with an embarrassed smile on his face.

"Junior brother, it's really fast."

Zhang Song took a step back, took the formation flag, fear flashed in his eyes, could this speed be fast enough to interrupt the casting of a spell? !

"It's a coincidence. If there were no restrictions in this arena, junior brother would not be the opponent of senior brother."

"Haha, junior brother is so humble." Zhang Song shook his head, unexpectedly letting himself encounter such an outrageous thing.

Chen Xun walked up to a ring steward with difficulty and said respectfully: "Uncle Master, I want to continue."

"Yes." Uncle Master replied calmly, hitting Chen Xun Huangfu with a burst of magic power, and fighting again with the winner of the first round.

In the second round, he faced a cold-faced disciple named Liu Tao, and he turned out to be at the ninth level of Qi Refining Stage.

"Junior brother, if you admit defeat now, it's still too late, and you won't suffer any physical pain."

Liu Tao looked at Chen Xun and Da Hei Niu expressionlessly. The latter's condition was very bad at first glance.

"Senior brother...please give me some advice." Chen Xun forced a smile and actually sat up cross-legged, as if he was recovering his magic power.

"Humph, I don't know how to appreciate it."

Liu Tao made a move with his big hand, and a giant black ring appeared. It was growing from small to large, and kept hovering in the air. A gust of black wind roared, seemingly targeting Chen Xun.

The giant black ring swayed violently, and came towards Chen Xun, a middle-grade yellow-level killing weapon!

A cold light flashed in Chen Xun's eyes, leaving an afterimage on the spot, but the giant ring seemed to be locked on its own and kept chasing Chen Xun.

"If junior brother can't hold on, it's still too late to admit defeat." Liu Tao sneered, looking at Chen Xun who was running away in embarrassment, his movements were not slow at all.

He raised his right hand and waved, and the giant ring rang out with golden light, became bigger again, and fell from the sky above Chen Xun.

"You are worthy of being a senior at the ninth level of Qi Refining." Chen Xun did not forget to praise, and suddenly punched out, hitting the giant ring hard!

At this moment, something unexpected happened!

when! ! There was a violent collision, and the golden ring was dimmed by the punch. Chen Xun took advantage of the gap and ran away again.

Liu Tao's face changed drastically, and his eyes showed intense shock. Although the magic weapon seemed fine to outsiders, he could clearly hear the vibration inside.

His expression gradually became serious. Although this junior brother was in a very bad state now, as if he had not recovered from a fierce battle just now, he could not underestimate the enemy.

"Fireball Technique!" Chen Xun pinched the magic technique, and several small fireballs rushed towards Liu Tao.

There was disdain in Liu Tao's eyes. He dared to use low-level magic like fireball to try on his class. He opened his mouth and said loudly: "Pyrotechnic!"

There was a burst of fire on the ring, and the small fireball was instantly swallowed up. Chen Xun suddenly rushed out of the sea of ​​​​fire, picked up a mountain ax in his hand, and slashed at Liu Tao!

Liu Tao snorted coldly, and drew out a long sword. The battle began again in the arena. Liu Tao pressed forward step by step, beating Chen Xun back steadily.

Half an hour later, Liu Tao was sweating profusely, his magic power had become much weaker, and he looked furious:

"Junior brother, can you still persist?!"

"It's... not bad." Chen Xun said weakly, as if he was about to collapse in the next moment.

Liu Tao was running out of mana and his eyes widened. Why was he always so much faster than him? He was very mentally drained right now.