The long electric whip that Zhu Lingwu waved his left hand no longer stopped it, and it seemed like a flash, and it had already arrived next to Di Qiubo, and it surrounded her like a rope.

The whip transformed by the arc moves very fast, almost like teleportation in the eyes of others, as if Di Qiubo was trapped by the electric whip in a blink of an eye.

Everyone knew at this moment that this must be Zhu Lingwu's hidden means, but they only saw the electric whip released from Zhu Lingwu's left hand, but they didn't know what was going on.

But the battle in the arena was over. As the electric whip was continuously flashing with electric light, the protective aura on Di Qiubo's body quickly dimmed. Even if she had any protective magic weapon, the magic weapon obviously could not resist the continuous impact of the arc carried by the electric whip.

As for the main body of the flying sword she was stepping on, Di Qiubo was also unable to control it for a while under the entanglement of the electric whip.

"Senior sister, I've given up, you lost!"

At this moment, only one Zhu Lingwu was left for the seven Zhu Lingwu. Since Zhu Lingwu had already controlled the overall situation, there was naturally no need for the little white fox to continue to control them to release spells.

Di Qiubo's face fell on the ground with a pale face. This time, Zhu Lingwu knocked down her flying sword with an electric whip. Her flying sword was stimulated by the electric arc and almost completely dispersed.

This flying sword is her natal flying sword. The flying sword was damaged and caused great damage to her spiritual consciousness. At this moment, she felt a little exhausted.

Especially there was an electric whip entangled around her body. Although the terrifying arcs on these electric whip did not really cause any harm to her, they just dissipated the spiritual power she released.

At this moment, Di Qiubo felt that Zhu Lingwu was right before, even if he did not use the means of sneak attack, he might not be defeated in the battle with Pang Zhengyang.

At least she is really not an opponent. Obviously, this electric whip is the strongest attack method for this guy, and those spiritual magic spells were just used by him to deceive people.

"You, you deceived everyone from the beginning. Your strongest method is not those spiritual magic, but this electric whip! Humph, you can actually knock my flying sword away in one go, but you deliberately let my flying sword siege before. You are indeed very scheming!"

Di Qiubo calmed down at this time and thought about this arena competition carefully, but finally saw through Zhu Lingwu's conspiracy.

Her eyes quickly looked at Zhu Lingwu's left hand, but she saw that the electric whip seemed to be released directly from Zhu Lingwu's left hand. However, as her spiritual sense carefully observed, she finally found that it was hidden by Xirang and hiding in Zhu Lingwu's left hand.

The spiritual energy of the heaven and earth around him gathered towards Zhu Lingwu's left hand as if attracted by something. Through the transformation of the thunder ring, it continued to provide spiritual supplements to Zhu Lingwu's electric whip.

She had personally felt the power of the hidden magic weapon in Zhu Lingwu's left hand. The six swords released by her flying sword were only hit by the electric whip. The spiritual power that was hit was dim and could hardly be controlled by her again.

Of course, there is also a reason for this because she didn't pay attention. The flying sword was suddenly attacked, which directly caused her mind to be injured at the same time. However, it also shows the power of the electric whip released by Zhu Lingwu's hidden magic weapon in his left hand.

The most terrifying thing is that Zhu Lingwu can use this magic weapon to combine it with the palm thunder, which will increase the power of this magic weapon a little bit.

Thinking of this, Di Qiubo's eyes looked at Zhu Lingwu with a little strange look. Originally, she felt that it was not worth it because Pang Zhengyang was defeated by Zhu Lingwu, so she felt a little disgusted with Zhu Lingwu.

But now if you think about it carefully, if Zhu Lingwu had used this hidden means, he might not lose when fighting Pang Zhengyang head-on. The power and movement speed of this electric whip are afraid that no one's flying sword would dare to easily touch it.

"Senior sister, so I said it a long time ago. I can win this competition. Sorry, senior sister. Maybe in the next session, senior sister can try the sect competition again!"

Seeing that the intent of the ring had gradually dissipated, Zhu Lingwu made a move with his left hand, and the electric whip that covered Di Qiubo retracted his left hand.

At the same time, the monk watching the game under the ring looked even more strange when he looked at Zhu Lingwu. Everyone thought of what Zhu Lingwu was really good at. Thinking of the long arc whip that jumped and flickered, and the thickness of his arms, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts. How would they resist if they encountered such an attack?

After the competition in the arena, Zhu Lingwu's eyes swept under the arena, but he also saw several familiar figures.

It seems that his performance has attracted a lot of attention. After this battle, all his trump cards have been revealed, so he can only do his best for the remaining battles.

Fortunately, after entering the next round of the preliminary finals, as long as you win the first game, you will basically enter the top 30, and at least the foundation-building pill has been obtained.

Among the figures watching the battle, Zhu Lingwu also saw several disciples from Fuyang Peak, including Guo Moye, and a few monks who looked familiar but couldn't name them.

Zhu Lingwu guessed that these should be the remaining monks on Fuyang Peak, but for some reason they got together.

Zhu Lingwu greeted Guo Moye and the others in a long distance. Guo Moye and the monks of Fuyang Peak around him also greeted Zhu Lingwu with a smile.

During this sect competition, Zhu Lingwu was always with Ye Yueyin, but he never had any interaction with his fellow disciples in his peak veins. He just didn't know if they were here to find him now.

Maybe we are going to enter the next round of the preliminary finals. Since we are all classmates, we can naturally discuss how to help each other in the preliminary finals.

Then Zhu Lingwu arrived under the arena, and Ye Yueyin naturally came up to congratulate Zhu Lingwu, but the other three friends of Hao Xiuzhu also came and went forward to congratulate Zhu Lingwu.

While Zhu Lingwu was greeting them, he also looked at Guo Moye and others there inquiringly. Sure enough, Guo Moye seemed to have the intention to greet him.

So Zhu Lingwu greeted Ye Yueyin, Zhou Qiyang, Zhao Gaoyuan, Du Wenxuan and others, and walked towards Guo Moye and the others.

"Congratulations to junior brother for winning another game. The people here are also our fellow students who can enter the preliminary finals of Fuyang Peak. Junior brother, do you want to gather together?"

Guo Moye and Zhu Lingwu were more familiar with each other, so they represented several other monks from Fuyang Peak and said to Zhu Lingwu.

"Oh, so, my senior brothers are happy together! Well, are you going to get together? Well, so, the couples over there are those who I made friends with when I was at the outer sect. I will explain to them first, and then come to find my senior brother. Uh, I don't know where to get together?"
Chapter completed!