Chapter 20 You Are Not My Match
Wang Hao gained a lot by watching other people fight. In fact, most qi cultivators don't have many methods, and their moves are very ordinary. Many of the monks' victories rely on their cultivation to suppress the victory quickly, and there are only a few long and even battles.
A little longer.
Of course, it is also possible that everyone has reservations and is waiting for the subsequent battle to use their trump card.
An hour later, the first round of fighting ended, and a total of 61 winners were produced. Lots were drawn again. Wang Hao was lucky enough to get an empty lot and was directly promoted to the top 31.
In the third round, Wang Hao got the No. 3 lottery and faced off against a late-stage monk from the Lei family whose cultivation level was one level higher than Wang Hao's.
"You are no match for me," the monk from the Lei family said in an arrogant tone, wearing a cyan robe.
"How will you know if you don't try?" Wang Hao was a little speechless. How could these young people compete with each other?
"Then I'll grant you a favor," the Lei family monk seemed to be angered, and with one hand, he used five flying swords to attack Wang Hao, which turned out to be a complete set of magic weapons.
Wang Hao shot five earthen wall talismans on his body to block him in front of him. Uneasy, he activated the wooden shield technique to form a protective shield around himself.
The five flying swords easily smashed through the earth wall, but their subsequent attacks were weak and failed to break through Wang Hao's protective shield.
After understanding the power, Wang Hao felt much more relaxed, "That's it? Who gave you the courage to talk nonsense! Come and take a blow from me."
Wang Hao repeated his old trick, hitting thirty fireball talismans in a row. The Lei family monk's expression suddenly turned ugly. He didn't watch Wang Hao's first round of fighting, and got a bye in the second round. However, when he came on stage, someone beat Wang Hao's first round.
The performance told him, but he didn't pay much attention to it. He didn't believe that Wang Hao would waste so many Fireball Talismans just to win a game. They were all spiritual stones.
But reality really slapped him in the face.
However, his methods were much stronger than that of the female cultivator from the Li family. He was holding a small cyan shield in his hand, which was rising in the wind. Judging from its power, it was a first-class high-grade defensive magic weapon.
There was a loud bang. Although the Lei family monk was embarrassed, he did not suffer much damage. However, the small green shield in his hand was severely damaged, and he couldn't help but feel a toothache.
Wang Hao smiled, took out a dozen fireball talismans and a dozen earth wall talismans, and started counting them in front of everyone in the arena!
"Stop, I'm admitting defeat!" The monk surnamed Lei chose to admit defeat with great frustration, but his resentful eyes clearly did not think that he had really lost to Wang Hao.
Lei Liheng couldn't help but frown and said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, the methods of this junior in your family are probably a bit overwhelming!"
Although Wang Yanzhao was not satisfied with Wang Hao's performance, he had to protect him: "Within the rules, what's wrong?"
Seeing that the tone of the two people was not right, Li Yaozu hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Hey, why do you two Taoist friends hurt their harmony over this matter? It's just a win or loss. It's just some fireball skills. I'm afraid it won't work against some juniors who are experienced in fighting.
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In the fourth round, Wang Hao faced off against a casual cultivator who was at the eighth level of qi training. This casual cultivator had seen Wang Hao's fight with the Lei family monks. As soon as he came on stage, he took out a yellow flag, with yellow sand emerging from it to protect him.
Airtight.
Seeing that the enemy was being beaten passively, Wang Hao didn't hesitate and directly released ten fireball talismans to test the water. Unfortunately, the ten small fireballs quickly disintegrated as soon as they entered the yellow sand area, without even touching the enemy's hair.
The casual cultivator sneered: "Use any other means you can. If you can only use talismans and seals, give in as soon as possible."
Wang Hao waved his hands, and a huge fireball instantly appeared in front of him, which was at least ten times larger than the size of the fireball talisman.
"go!"
The giant fireball rolled bigger and bigger. When it reached San Xiu, it was five meters in diameter, emitting a huge heat wave.
Rumble!
A huge red mushroom cloud rose over the ring, attracting attention.
The yellow sand in front of the casual cultivator suddenly became much thinner.
"Great Perfection of Fireball Technique!" Some audience members in the audience couldn't help but exclaimed.
"What is the identity of this person? First there is a bunch of talismans and seals, and this is the Great Perfection of Fireball Technique. Is he usually so idle?"
"Yes, if you practice a spell to perfection, it can be cast instantly and the power will be much greater. Everyone knows the benefits, but who would do it? You know it will waste years! If you have that time, you might as well make money
Use some spiritual stones to buy ready-made talismans and seals!"
"I heard that his name is Wang Hao. He should be from the Wang family. I'm afraid he is a core member!"
"Hey, if I have a family to support me, I don't need much. Just give me a year and I can practice the fireball technique to perfection!"
"Okay, stop bragging. A fourth-level Qi practitioner like you can only do chores in the family!"
Wang Hao opened his bow with both hands, and fireballs flew out, smashing into the opponent!
Giant fireballs hit the opposite side one after another, the roar continued, the fire increased in intensity, and the faint screams of the casual cultivators could be heard.
"Wang Haosheng!" the foundation-building cultivator on the sidelines announced quickly, and hurriedly fired a spell to extinguish the flames and rescue the casual cultivator!
"I'll go, the sixth level of Qi training is better than the eighth level of Qi training. This kid from the Wang family is so unbelievable!"
"It can't be compared, it can't be compared. I don't know if the Wang family can still recruit a new wife."
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Not to mention the Qi-training monks, even the Foundation-building monks were shocked. Wang Yanzhao's face lit up with joy: "Fellow Daoist Lei, is this kid still eye-catching? Is it true that the monk from your Lei family lost unjustly?"
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"Huh, it's just an attack method. If the casual cultivator strikes first, the huge gap in strength will not be able to be blocked by a few earth wall talismans!"
"Winning is victory, defeat is defeat, there are no ifs!" Wang Yanzhao smiled proudly.
Wang Hao won this game and was already in the top eight. He had completed the task set by Lao Wang, so he planned to fight as long as he could and admit defeat if he couldn't. It was impossible to fight for blood. He had spent a lot of time in these games.
With more than five hundred spirit stones, he can hardly afford to play anymore, but he feels that he is losing money if he does not get the top three rewards. He currently only uses fireball, and there are five master-level spells that have not been exposed.
There is a chance!
The top eight were selected one after another, with only one casual cultivator left, two from the Wang family, two from the Li family, and one from each of the remaining three families.
Another monk of the Wang family is Wang Yanping of the Yan generation. He is only thirty years old this year, not much older than Wang Hao. According to the ranking, he is Wang Hao's nineteenth uncle. He has an eighth level of Qi cultivation and is extremely good at fighting.
The two members of the Li family are named Li Derong and Li Dedao, a man and a woman. The man looks to be in his thirties, and the woman is younger, about twenty! Of course, this is just appearance, and Wang Hao cannot tell her actual age at all!
Li Derong had a cold temperament, but her round face and a pair of dimples looked extremely cute, which formed a strong contrast with her personal temperament. However, Wang Hao took a few more glances and had no idea.
Chapter completed!