Jianshan Competition 16: Talking nonsense

Cong Mo encountered the same water-type sword spirit as Yin Yi, which was exactly what he wanted.

The fireworks, however, were in a lazy posture, showing no fear at all.

The opposing player got excited, thinking he had the upper hand and the upper hand. "I'm water and you're fire, we're mutually exclusive. Prepare to die."

"Then you must have forgotten." Cong Mo looked at him calmly with a cold expression. "My sword spirit is not only of a high level, but also has metal attributes. A mere mutual restraint is nothing. If you are afraid of even this, you are not worthy to fight alongside me."

"You...don't talk nonsense!"

Cong Mo's eyes were sharp, revealing a fierce meaning, "Let you, you will open the realm."

The other player immediately agreed, "You said it, you can't go back on your word."

"Of course not."

The realm opens up to reveal a vast ocean, which is beneficial to the sword spirit on the opposite side.

"Yanhuo, save your strength." Cong Mo reminded him and threw the sword over.

He caught the fireworks steadily and raised them to mid-air. Suddenly, a pair of golden wings grew out from his back. He flapped them vigorously, and the vast ocean began to surge and roll towards the other side.

The sword spirit on the opposite side obviously did not expect him to use water to counterattack, and had to expend his spiritual power to control the water to stop the surging waves.

When he looked up again, Yanhuo was coming towards him with a sword in hand. The sword energy turned into a fire shadow and fire was ignited under his feet. Sparks flew wherever he stepped, but were immediately extinguished by the sea water.

The water sword spirit quickly retreated, avoiding the empty sword energy. It opened its palms, sucking in the vast ocean water and floating in the air, forming a huge and thick water wall. "Attack!"

The water wall gurgled out, and countless humanoid monsters made of water emerged from it, running towards the fireworks with weapons in their hands, like a war attack in the human world.

The fireworks stopped moving.

"He really put in all his effort! It seems like he really wants to defeat Cong Mo."

"What do you mean?" Leng Can could only see that the opponent's moves were very fancy, so he asked Yin Yi.

Xi Chengming answered first, "Look at that man."

He pointed at the other player and said, "The light flickered between his eyebrows, indicating that he had already used his spiritual power. This massive move, with its summoned soldiers having their own consciousness, is unexpected and difficult to defend against. For a sword spirit to summon an entire army, it must have consumed a lot of spiritual power. It seems he really wants to win this round."

"After all, he's already lost two games." Ji Shufeng narrowed his eyes. "If this move were to hit us, it would be very difficult to deal with. Getting close would be a complete challenge, but Cong Mo won't waste time with him."

"What does Cong Mo want to do?" Yin Yi asked with some confusion, "Why did the fireworks stop where they are, and why didn't she issue any orders?"

"Yanhuo has her own ideas." Leng Can said, "Cong Mo has always advocated that Yanhuo think for herself before entering into battle. Unless it is a critical moment, she rarely gives orders to Yanhuo."

Xi Chengming asked, "Then how do we cultivate tacit understanding?"

"If you don't obey, you'll be beaten." Leng Can shrugged helplessly, "Yan Huo can't beat Xiao Mo. After a long time, even a fool will know to obey. Besides, Xiao Mo, apart from being a bit fierce, is not bad to him."

Xi Chengming: “…”

“What a unique way…”

Inside the battlefield, Cong Mo remained silent. Yan Huo stared straight ahead, showing no fear. "I'm just a small soldier, not worth mentioning."

He gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, raised it above his head, and gathered the spiritual power in his body into his palms. A brilliant light emanated from between his palms, extending into the sword and slowly upwards, and the blade ignited with a grand orange light.

"open."

The fireworks roared, and he thrust the sword under his feet. The flames split open in the sword and rushed forward.

The sailors who rushed up touched the cracks in the flames, and from their feet upwards, they turned into smoke and ashes, and then dissipated, one after another. Anyone who was touched would be unable to move, and the cracks continued to extend forward, as if they were about to break through the water wall.

The sailors were all killed or wounded and could not get close to the fireworks at all.

Yanhuo loosened his grip on the sword, swung his right hand vigorously, and a sword made entirely of fire appeared in his hand. He tiptoed forward.

Seeing that sending troops was ineffective, the water sword spirit swung water balls to attack, but they were all avoided or chopped down by the fireworks.

Until they reached outside the water wall, the water ball's attack was weak, and Yanhuo held the sword and drew a circle of fire around himself to resist the attack.

"Yanhuo usually gives in to me out of consideration for his master. I thought I was incompatible with him and he was afraid of me." Muxue was stunned.

Leng Can rubbed his chin, "Sure, but you're an ice type, which is different from a water type. What if you have an advantage over him?"

"No." Mu Xue shook her head in fear. "Water and fire directly counteract each other. I am no better than him."

"Zizi..." Leng Can looked at Muxue with a worried expression, "Muxue, it's a miracle that we can still live until now!"

"Do you want to open it yourself, or should I open it for you?" Yanhuo's expression was calm, without any pride or contempt.

"The water wall is thick." Seeing that the water ball was useless, the water sword spirit stopped attacking. "It's a nemesis for you. Coming here will cost you half your life."

"You forgot, I still have a master."

Cong Mo received the signal from the fireworks, and raised the corners of his lips slightly. His emerald eyes shone with a bright light. In the puzzled eyes of the other player, he squatted down, touched the ground with his hands, and pressed the button seal with his palms pressed against the ground.

In an instant, I felt the world spinning, the ocean gurgling and bubbling, and everything around me collapsed in an instant.

Cong Mo unexpectedly reversed his state of mind, transforming the vast ocean into a sea of ​​​​flaming mountains.

The surrounding stands immediately erupted in shocking shouts.

“I’ll go!”

“Amazing!”

"My mother!"

Xi Chengming was stunned. He foolishly leaned over and asked Leng Can, "No, she's too... amazing. Reversing a state requires a lot of mental strength. So far, I've only seen our master do such a thing. She's the second one. Oh my god, I know why you all listen to her so much."

"Impressive, isn't it!" Leng Can said proudly, "I told you that sooner or later you would admire Xiao Mo and fall in love with her."

"I'm in love. Seriously. It's amazing."

Yin Yi and Ji Shufeng were shocked by the scene before them and couldn't take their eyes off it.

The water sword spirit's water wall lost its support and turned into wisps of white smoke in the flames, while his body was burned by the flames, causing unbearable pain.

Fireworks effortlessly crossed the wall of water and touched his neck with his sword. "My master won't let me kill you, but you lose."

"I told you, you can't beat me." Cong Mo unlocked his realm and said calmly, "Admit defeat."

"You..." The opponent was so angry that his teeth itched, but he could do nothing. His body was also damaged due to excessive use of spiritual energy.

When Cong Mo left the stage, the surrounding audience stands erupted in unprecedented cheers.

"Wow! That's awesome! Xianshan is truly blessed!"

"Cong Mo, I want to marry you!"

"I practice the Way of Mercilessness, I don't need trash like you!"

The old man Qingyi smiled, "Oh... excuse me, elders, excuse me, I don't know how my disciple can be so powerful! Right? Jianyi."

The old man Jianyi rolled his eyes at him, "Qingyi, you have such a bad habit!"

"Oh..." The old man curled his lips, "You are just envious and jealous."

"you…"

"Don't mess around." The clan leader stopped the two of them, "You two really don't mind being laughed at."

"Team one to team four, Team one Congmo wins."

"The fourth inning players come on the field."

"Master Jianyi." The captain of Team 4 suddenly called out, "We'd like to take a break."

"Yes." The old man Jian Yi promised, "Team Four and Team One will have a five-minute break."

"Xiao Mo, you are so awesome!" Leng Can gave her a big hug.

"Yeah." Cong Mo patted his back gently. "Pay attention in the next round. Their team will have the selected captain, so there will always be a check and balance."

"It doesn't matter. Three games are better than two, so we win anyway." Leng Can said with a smile, "Besides, I'm a good actor. Just like Xiao Mo said, I'll pretend and scare her. Don't worry."

"Don't worry yet." Yin Yi said, "Her sword spirit attribute is fire. The last one couldn't beat Cong Mo, so she won't be able to beat you either."

"That's right!" Xi Chengming leaned against Yin Yi affectionately and winked at him, "Besides... no one said sword spirits can't use spirit stones!"

Ji Shufeng comforted him, "I'm still here for the final round, don't worry."

Leng Can pursed his lips, "Tsk, it's just a game, can't I win?"

"Please invite the fourth contestant to the stage."

"Xiaocan." Cong Mo held his hand. "If you can't beat him, just admit defeat. We'll cover for you."

"Um."

"Master." Mu Xue floated beside Leng Can, and finally said what she had been holding back for a long time, "Master and the others underestimate us too much. After all, we are both from Wuqing Mountain."

"Hehe..." Leng Can looked at her like she was a fool, "Muxue, you came from Wuqing Mountain, and I, your master, just climbed up Wuqing Mountain. Don't look down on me too much."

He blinked, "You have to know that your master is not even proficient in opening the realm yet."

Mu Xue: “…”

As soon as he came on stage, Leng Can quickly put away his nonchalant and careless look, and acted cold and ruthless, "Let's start."

The other player saw that Leng Can's Ice Sword Spirit was a counter to him, and considering his performance in the previous match, he felt uneasy, "Let me open a realm this time."

"People need to learn to compete fairly." Leng Can did not back down. "We will open at the same time, and we will occupy as much space as possible."

The opposing player showed weakness, "You've already won three games. Whether we win next time or not, it's your team's victory. What's wrong with letting me win this game?"

"Ouch!" Leng Can couldn't stand this the most. He immediately got angry and started yelling, "Don't try to blackmail me! Our team wins, our team wins, and you lose, you lose. What a bunch of bullshit! Why should I give in? You're not human! You have no eyes, no ears, and no nose? You only have one head and two legs. Why? Why? Why should I give in? You must have been kicked in the head by a donkey! If you don't want to fight, just admit defeat and get out. You're talking so much, the donkey at home must be fed up with you!"

"you…"

"What do you mean by 'I'? I can't even curse!" Leng Can glanced at her, and when she was caught off guard, he quickly lowered his body and pressed his hands to the ground, imagining a world of ice and snow in his mind, "Realm, open!"

The opposing player was scolded by him, and only came to his senses and summoned the realm when the ice and snow began to cover it.

As the two faced each other, the ice and snow in Leng Can's mind were melted by the long-awaited heat, and he could no longer imagine what it looked like.

"Master, Master!" Mu Xue hurriedly called out to him, "Stop, the ice has melted."