Chapter 320
The last one
In the last match, Ling Mochen's opponent was a cultivator who had reached the late stage of tribulation and had reached great perfection.
The owner of a mutated single spiritual root, the wind spiritual root.
Taoist priest chasing the wind.
This person is also a native of the Great Thousand World and a cultivator who was born and raised in the Great Thousand World.
It can be said that he was born and raised in Baicao Fairy Palace. Except for the thousands of years he spent training outside, the rest of his time was spent in this vast yet tiny fairyland.
This person was the champion of the last Tribulation Period Competition and won an elixir.
After a thousand years, I heard that I have touched the threshold of becoming an immortal. I am just waiting for a rich foundation and sufficient preparation to bravely face the calamity of becoming an immortal!
Ling Mochen didn't dare to be careless at all, but because of Qingyan's words, he no longer had any tension about having to win.
Since he has participated in the competition, he must see it through to the end. No matter who his opponent is or what level of cultivation he is at, he will fight.
Moreover, the previous battle brought him great benefits. He became more proficient in the use and understanding of immortal-level spells, and also had a certain understanding of the spell methods and habits of the cultivators in the Great Thousand Worlds.
Fighting is the fastest way to progress.
Early in the morning, the auditorium was already packed with people, and many cultivators could only stand far away in the air outside the venue and watch the competition through their spiritual sense.
As soon as Ling Mochen appeared, everyone started talking.
"Huh? Why is his aura so strong? He doesn't look like he's been seriously injured and hasn't recovered yet."
"Indeed, and it seems that Fellow Daoist Ling is in better condition than Fellow Daoist Zhuifeng."
"How many top-grade healing pills did you take? Even if they were top-grade healing pills, the injury shouldn't have healed so quickly."
"How strange! This person really has some skills."
"Humph, no matter what, he is still in the middle stage of the Tribulation Crossing. Senior Zhuifeng is not Senior Wuwang, and he will never lose to a cultivator who is weaker than himself."
Hearing this, Yan Qingyan looked over.
He was the follower of the Taoist Chasing the Wind. When she went to the gambling house just now, she saw this man betting one thousand fairy crystals with the Taoist Chasing the Wind.
One thousand immortal crystals is considered a wealthy person.
Inside the box, Fairy Baicao also had a look of surprise in her eyes.
The competition times for each realm are somewhat staggered, and the competition for the semi-immortal realm ended yesterday.
Those who came to watch the game at this time included not only cultivators who were in the same Tribulation Crossing stage, but also many seniors in the Semi-Immortal Realm and juniors who had not yet reached the Tribulation Crossing stage.
In the previous match, everyone saw the competition between Ling Mochen and Taoist Wuwang.
Even though Ling Mochen tried his best to hide it, everyone could see that he was seriously injured.
Even if he has a lot of top-grade healing pills, it still takes time for the pills to catalyze their medicinal effects.
With their eyesight, how could they not see that if this person wanted to fully recover, it would take at least several months even with a continuous supply of top-grade elixirs.
But now...
"What treasure did he eat?"
"What kind of healing treasure can make Fellow Daoist Ling alive and well in such a short time?"
"This person has a lot of secrets."
“Perhaps there is something really special about him that allowed him to achieve such a feat of ascending to the Mahayana stage?”
“…”
There were a large number of people at the venue, some discussing openly, while others were passing messages around.
Yan Qingyan placed a bet of one thousand immortal crystals before the game even started.
When Ling Mochen saw Yan Qingyan running towards the street again, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Qingyan, I know you are expressing your support for me as your husband, but...
Isn’t it such a waste of immortal crystals?
As the game was approaching start time, both of them were already standing in the arena.
Ling Mochen was wearing a red robe, the same style as in the previous six scenes, except that this time he was a Q version with a more cheerful expression and movements.
His hair was casually tied up with a red headband, fluttering in the wind, looking free and unrestrained.
But his expression was cold and indifferent, as if he was not standing in a competition arena, but rather in the mountains, the fields, the desert or even the endless sea.
Get out of the mundane world.
Yan Qingyan took the photo stone and activated the close-up function of this special photo stone to freeze the scene.
It's full of ritual.
Seeing Yan Qingyan coming back, Ling Mochen looked at her resentfully, but was met with a heartless smile.
Ling Mochen: ...
Forget it, let’s just fight honestly.
Qingyan probably... didn’t bet much, right?
"The time has come. The last match of Baicao Xianfu, the Tribulation Crossing Competition, is about to begin!"
Taoist Zhuifeng looked at the red-robed man opposite him with a cold expression, and a strange look flashed across his eyes.
What kind of dressing style is this?
"The Burning Sky Thousand Flame Bird!"
Ling Mochen did not use his ultimate move right away, but tried using earth-level spells first to test the opponent's strength.
"Wind!"
The Taoist Master Zhuifeng dodged and in an instant, the strong wind completely enveloped the stadium, carrying with it the sand and rocks on the ground.
The wind helped the fire. After the Burning Sky Thousand Flame Bird was dodged, it quickly changed direction and, with the help of the increasingly powerful wind, roared towards the Taoist Chasing the Wind again.
Taoist Zhuifeng ignored the threat from behind and quickly attacked Ling Mochen at close range.
“Wind Blade!”
The whirlwind formed a crescent-shaped blade, which slashed fiercely on Ling Mochen's spiritual power shield. Cracks suddenly appeared, as if it would collapse in the next second.
"Fiery Decision!"
Ling Mochen's body was surrounded by scorching flames, the flames were mixed with the power of many kinds of strange fires, and carried an unusual heat.
Seeing this strange fire, Taoist Zhuifeng's eyes were filled with surprise.
Being able to perfectly fuse multiple different kinds of fire, this person is truly an innate fire spirit.
"Where is your spirit beast? Where is your life weapon?"
Taoist Master Zhuifeng asked as he fought, "I have seen the fight between you and Taoist Master Wuwang. Why don't you use it now?"
Could it be that it is waiting to be released at the critical moment? That's underestimating me too much!
"This one is just for training."
Ling Mochen explained expressionlessly, "In this fight, I won't take any pills or release Ah Hei. I just want to give it a try. I don't need to use any external magical instruments in my storage ring. I just want to see how far I can fight you with my own strength."
"oh?"
Taoist Zhuifeng was a little surprised, "Don't you want to win first place in the competition and get the elixir?"
Bang!
The spiritual powers of the two people collided violently, and after the recoil, they each retreated a distance.
The arena was filled with traces of wind blades cutting through the field, as well as the sizzling sound of burning flames.
Ling Mochen's face was pale, and he said in a slightly fluctuating voice: "I am an alchemist. Rather than getting the first place immortal pill reward directly, I want to get the second place immortal plant more."
Zhuifeng raised his eyes slightly.
"You...can you..." refine an elixir?
How is that possible? It’s not that there aren’t cultivators in the Tribulation Crossing Stage who can refine elixirs, but they are all rare and talented alchemists in the Universe.
This Ling Mochen... has that ability?
Ling Mochen shook his head and said, "Not now, but I will be able to refine the elixir in the future."
He believed that he could and would definitely do it.
Taoist Zhuifeng was stunned.
Thinking of how he had been driving like he was eating candy beans, he fell silent for some reason.
Ling Mochen did not give him time to think. Seeing that he had consumed a lot of spiritual power in a short fight, he used an upgraded version of his ultimate move.
"Great Burning Sky Flame - Extreme!"
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