"Sister Zhao, please!" Na Chu Zhan didn\'t dare to neglect, he arched his hand towards Zhao Zirou, and then squeezed the magic formula with a solemn expression. The mana on his body was fully opened, and a layer of mist suddenly enveloped Chu Zhan. The hot breath immediately spread from his body.

"Fire-based Taoism?" Zhao Zirou immediately felt happy when she saw the mana fluctuations emanating from Chu Zhan, because she was practicing water-washing Taoism herself.

The so-called incompatibility between water and fire, in the five elements, water can overcome fire, and water-system Taoism invisibly occupies an innate advantage when confronting fire-system Taoism.

But Yan Xingyun, Zhao Zirou\'s master, frowned, and muttered: "This Chu Zhan\'s cultivation is not low! It seems that there is a tough battle."

"Brother Chu, defeat her!"

"Sister Zhao, let him see how our disciple Zizhufeng is."

"Mochizuki Peak will win!"

"Zizhufeng will win!"

Before the two played against each other, the disciples of the two pulses in the audience started to teach. However, as far as the number of people is concerned, Mochizuki Peak dominates. Therefore, the shouts of the disciples of Mochizuki Peak are obviously louder than those of Zizhu Peak.

"Cut, this is not louder than anyone else!" Although many Zizhufeng disciples thought so, they shouted more vigorously.

At this time, Zhao Zirou squeezed the technique, and waves of naked-eye ripples spread immediately on her body. There were waves of transparent waves around her body, turbulent, and heavy water vapor, which made everyone’s sights distorted and transparent. The mana fluctuated out was not weaker than that of Chu Zhan.

"Fireball technique!" Na Chu Zhan let out a soft drink, and while waving his hands, heavy anger rolled and surging, and nine large fireballs about one foot in diameter quickly condensed around him, and a wave of heat surged out, even if it was Taiwan. The disciples who watched the battle also felt extremely hot.

"Go!" Chu Zhan pointed forward, and the nine fireballs immediately turned into nine fire lights, and flew towards Zhao Zirou. The flames suddenly burst on the ring and the flames burst.

Before the fireball arrived, that powerful fire force had already hit the water curtain in front of Zhao Zirou to produce ripples, which made Zhao Zirou feel a strong sense of oppression.

Gu Fei, who was mixed among the disciples of Zizhu Peak, couldn\'t help but worry a little about Zhao Zirou when he saw this scene. Although water can overcome fire, if the fire is strong enough, it can reverse the water.

"Both of them are the cultivation base of the sixth heaven of awakening my realm. I am afraid it will be a bit difficult for Junior Sister Zhao to defeat that Chu Zhan." With Gu Fei\'s cultivation base of awakening my seventh heaven now, his vision has also become a lot more vicious At a glance, he also guessed the realm of the two people\'s cultivation.

"Canopy!" The nine fireballs smashed in, the space shook, and the air on the ring seemed to have been evaporated by the terrifying fire. The fireballs smashed into an overwhelming fire, shrouded in the opposite Zhao Zirou, and blocked it. All the space in front made her unavoidable. If she retreated, Chu Zhan would immediately launch the next wave of powerful offensive and force her off the ring.

This Chu Zhan under Mochizuki Peak seemed to know some rules on the battlefield, and he shot mercilessly, seized the upper hand, and then completely defeated his opponent in one go.

"Use water to break the fire, the water is all over the world!" Zhao Zirou looked very solemn, she kept squeezing the tactics in her hand, and the endless water vapor surging out in front of her, setting off a heavy wave, making a rumbling sound, and slamming towards it The fireball swept away.

"Boom!" The monstrous waves collided with the sea of ​​fire in an instant, and a loud noise broke out. The two incompatible forces violently collided, and the mighty Yuwei immediately made the ring tremble violently, and it was about to collapse. Up.

The disciples who were watching the battle from the audience suddenly burst into a loud uproar, exclaiming in bursts, and then retreated to the distance, not daring to stay close.

Gu Fei quietly followed the disciples of Mochizuki Peak and Zizhufeng, but his brows wrinkled. It seemed that such a head-on fight seemed to be disadvantageous to Zhao Zirou.

Just when the younger generation of disciples thought that the arena was about to collapse, the wood-built arena suddenly emitted a cloud of blue light, and a vague wave of mana emerged vigorously, and the ring was suddenly immobile. , No more shaking.

The force of water and fire collided on the stage to offset it, and could no longer affect the arena under the feet of the two people. The force of water and fire impacted on the arena, and all was dissolved invisible by the misty blue light.

The arena built of wood has obviously been given some kind of mana to ensure that the arena is not destroyed during the competition. Although all the disciples who participated in the competition were younger generations of disciples, the power of the Taoism they displayed could not be withstood by an ordinary ring.

The figures of Zhao Zirou and Chu Zhan were moving quickly on the ring, and they played their own Dao skills one after another. For a time, the stage or the fire steamed, waves of unbearable heat waved, and for a time, bursts of cool water appeared. gas.

After the two men fought hard, they fought steadily, and the two were not in a hurry to win, so they first discussed Taoism with their opponents. No matter how powerful Zhao Zirou and Chu Zhan are, no one can completely overwhelm the other when they come up.

The loud noise made by the collision of water and fire just now attracted the attention of other branch disciples who were watching the battle in another arena.

Even the first seat of Qimai and Xuantian Taoist, the head of Taixuanmen, who sat high above the steps in the square, cast a surprised look at the third ring.

"Junior Brother Long, your baby girl in Zizhufeng is very good!" Taoist Xuantian said to Long Hongxue, the first seater at Zizhu Peak, who was sitting next to her.

But the first Profound Cang Taoist of Mochizuki Peak frowned, how brilliant are the eyes of a master like them? At a glance, it is clear who wins and who loses.

"Haha! The head brother overwhelmed!" Long Hongxue said with a smile, his face is shining if the disciple of the line can win.

The first Dragon Hongxue at Zizhu Peak is one of the few heads in the door that does not use the road number. He has a Taoist name, but when he was young, he used his real name to enter the world of cultivation, but his Taoist name was unknown.

In the nine arenas, in addition to Zhao Zirou and Chu on the third arena, which was inextricably fought for a while, the other eight arenas have already decided the winners one after another.

"Are you Gu Fei of Cui Ling Peak?" Just as Gu Fei was watching Taishang Bi Dou with his gaze, a soft word came from beside him coldly.

"Huh?" Gu Fei quickly turned his head to take a look, but saw a young man in white standing behind him. When Gu Fei saw the face of this young man, he only realized that his eyes were bright. This is enough to make beautiful women jealous. The boy, because he is so handsome that he is almost evil, his appearance is not inferior to Zhao Zirou.

"Zi Yu?" Gu Fei was surprised, why this seemingly weak and graceful young man would find him.