Chapter 720 722 Red Ear Clip
"I know a little." Rong Xianxian nodded, her eyes still fixed on the booklet.
This purple stone talisman pen is obviously different from the one she got before. This one can be called a talisman pen or a carving pen. It should be able to leave marks on jade, wood or other hard materials. In this way, with this pen, the success rate of making talismans can be increased when making jade, wooden or stone talismans.
"Mr. Ren, there are only thirty-six items in total. Those who come on stage later will not have a chance to win the prizes, right?" Rong Xianxian's lottery number was relatively late. Now that she saw some of the prizes she liked, she was worried that they would be picked up by others.
"Miss Rong, are you worried that this talisman pen will be picked up by someone? Don't worry, if someone really picks it up, you just have to challenge him and defeat him, then you can get the prize back!" There are a total of seventy-two people participating in the preliminary selection. The first round is a two-on-two duel. The winner can get a prize. Half of the people have the opportunity to get the prize. The second round is a challenge. Players who are strong enough but have not gotten the prize they want can get what they want through the challenge. As long as they get any prize, they can enter the ranking competition.
While Rong Xianxian and Ren Chong were communicating, the second group had already started fighting. One of this group could use water spells, while the other was not using an ordinary spiritual weapon, but a weapon with fire attributes. The two were evenly matched and the fight was very intense.
This side used a water spell, Sea of Fog, and thick fog soon filled the arena, which interfered with the opponent's vision and perception, slowing down the opponent's movements. Taking this opportunity, the practitioner who was good at using water spells waved his left hand, and dozens of flying needles with blue light flew towards the opponent under the cover of the fog. Seeing that the poisoned flying needles were already in front of him, the other side's flaming sword in his hand suddenly burst into flames, forming a protective net around him. The flying needles pierced into the flames, as if they had hit a real barrier, and fell to the ground after making a ding-dong sound.
"Great! Miss Rong, who do you think will win in this group?" Ren Chong saw Rong Xianxian watching seriously, so he came over and asked.
"One has exquisite magic and is good at using hidden weapons, while the other has broad meridians and pure and rich spiritual energy. Both have their strengths. Mr. Ren, who do you think will win?" Rong Xianxian asked back.
"Miss Rong, look carefully. One of these two is the son of the Jing family in Zhenbei City, and the other is a disciple of Huang Yan Zhenren from the Gudu Sect. It's hard to say who will win!" Ren Chong shook his head.
About half an hour later, the young master of the Jing family, who used water magic, gradually gained the upper hand. This was mainly because the amount of spiritual energy consumed by using magic was far lower than that consumed by attribute weapons. Therefore, under the condition of equal combat power, the use of magic would be more advantageous in a protracted battle. In the end, the young master of the Jing family won this battle.
"The Jing family's water magic is powerful. Jing Xiaotian's victory does not bring shame to his family." Ren Chong's words seemed to be a compliment, but Rong Xianxian heard some hidden meaning in his tone. It seemed that the Jing family's influence was far inferior to that of Ren Chong's family.
The subsequent competitions became more and more exciting. In the sixth round, one person used fire magic and the other used ice attribute weapons. As soon as the two came on stage, Ren Chong took out a jade talisman from his storage bag and pressed it between his eyebrows. Seeing Rong Xianxian looking at him, he smiled gently, "Light Spirit Talisman, given by the elders, there is only one! Miss Rong, if you have items to assist the soul, you might as well use them. These two are our competitors for the Fantasy Cloud Pearl. Watch their moves more, so that you can have a better idea when you face them later."
"Thank you for the reminder." After Rong Xianxian heard what Ren Chong said, an idea flashed in her mind. She took out an exquisitely crafted red lotus-shaped hairpin from the sachet space and clipped it behind her ear. Ren Chong looked at the red hairpin with great curiosity. It looked like an ordinary ornament without any spiritual fluctuations. Miss Rong should not be able to produce items to assist her soul, so she used this to make up for it!
That's right. Items that assist the soul and enhance mental strength are too rare. It's normal that Miss Rong doesn't have it. It's his fault for being too talkative.
Rong Xianxian had no idea of Ren Chong's mental activities. The competition on the stage had already begun. She pressed the hairpin against her scalp. Seven transparent filaments stretched out from the bottom of the hairpin and pierced into the seven major acupoints on the top of her head: Baihui, Yintang between the eyebrows, Taiyang on the side of the forehead, Jingming at the inner canthus of the eye, Tianzhu at the back of the head, and Tinggong in front of the ear. The scene in front of Rong Xianxian's eyes changed immediately. All the people on the field had a group of colorful gas around their bodies, some more, some less. Some people had thick colorful gas around their bodies, while some people had very thin colorful gas. These colorful gases were spiritual energy!
The hairpin used by Rong Xianxian is the ultimate version of the aura detector invented by the Military Research Institute. It can not only detect the intensity of aura, but can even clearly see the trajectory of the aura of the observed target.
No wonder Ren Chong perked up immediately when he saw these two people coming on stage. The one who used fire spells released a fire dragon as soon as he came on stage. The fire dragon was lifelike and majestic, which attracted the amazement of the audience. The one who controlled the fire dragon to fly up and down, attacking the opponent from different angles. The opponent was not panicked at all, and raised the icy scepter in his hand. Rong Xianxian keenly noticed the drop in temperature around her body. Snowflakes flew out of the scepter, each as big as a fist. The snowflakes hit the fire dragon, and the fire went out where the snowflakes hit, and the temperature dropped sharply.
"It is indeed the Falling Snow Staff of Master Yanluo. This is Master Yanluo's famous magic weapon. Chong'er, if you meet him in the future, try to make friends with him and don't make things awkward." Ren Chong's uncle warned.
"I understand, Uncle San!" Ren Chong agreed verbally, but felt a little disapproving in his heart.
Rong Xianxian secretly memorized the person and object, Yanluo Zhenren and Luoxue Staff, and then watched the fight on the field. Others were watching the exciting battle, but Rong Xianxian was watching the trajectory of the fire dragon.
(End of this chapter)
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