Chapter 68: Testing Spells

Half a month later.

In Luofeng Mountain, under the Dao Discussion Platform.

Besides the Red Pillar Prison and the Beast Prison, there was another place called the Spell Testing Palace.

It didn't have this name before; it was called the Spell-Fighting Platform.

But with the opening of the Dao Discussion Platform, the Spell-Fighting Platform was expanded, and spacious rooms were opened up, collectively known as the Spell Testing Palace.

The function of these small palaces was to be rented out.

It gave people living in the inner city a place to test spells and hone their means of protecting the Dao.

The rent wasn't expensive, starting at one spirit stone, with no upper limit, calculated based on time.

If one wanted to hire a Yuding Sword Sect disciple from the Sword Pavilion as a sparring partner, the price started directly at one hundred spirit stones.

Recently, the Seventh Spell Testing Palace had almost been booked out.

Every morning for those two or three hours, there was always someone inside.

Moreover, it wasn't just one person, but two.

At this moment, if someone were to enter the seventh small palace, they could hear all kinds of shouts coming from inside.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Emerald green brilliance swirled and circled, like flying fish swimming freely.

Looking closely, it was actually seven wooden flying knives, one large and six small.

Luo Chen stared solemnly at the person opposite him and pinched a seal with a wave.

"Combine!"

The seven knives formed a formation instantly, cutting through like a storm.

"Well come!"

A loud shout came from the opposite side, followed by a dazzling golden light that erupted.

The two collided, and the emerald green blade storm resisted for three breaths before shattering suddenly.

The seven knives, like birds drenched in heavy rain, swayed and fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Luo Chen wasn't anxious.

In fact, a mere mid-grade magic tool being able to withstand a top-grade magic tool for three breaths could already be considered a huge success.

This was under the premise of his grandmaster-level traction technique, which allowed for the rapid formation of the blade array.

If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't even have the time to condense the blade array before being defeated by that golden light.

"Brother Qin, pay attention!"

He slammed a palm onto the ground, and large patches of green vines rose from the ground.

Like spirit snakes climbing, they flexibly grabbed toward Qin Liangchen opposite him.

Once entangled, what would greet the opponent would be extreme strangling force.

Qin Liangchen laughed loudly, retreated, and scattered a large patch of golden light from his hand.

Those green vines, upon encountering the golden light, were continuously strangled.

Not only that, a stream of golden light detached and flew rapidly toward Luo Chen.

Luo Chen maintained a steady breath, looking at the golden light without the slightest panic. Looking closely, one would discover that they were golden needles.

The golden needles were extremely fast and soon arrived in front of Luo Chen.

However, he showed no panic, tapped his toes on the ground, and retreated like a Great Peng.

The golden needle rain chased, he fled.

It chased again, he fled again!

The extreme speed of the golden needles couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

Qin Liangchen laughed and scolded: "Your movement technique is too flexible; it's even slightly better than the deceased Mountain-Leaping Tiger."

While speaking, he directly retracted the golden flying needles.

Luo Chen floated in the air, his hands held in a void grip.

Instantly, ten tiny sparks appeared, shining brightly like fireflies.

Seeing this scene, Qin Liangchen's expression became slightly solemn, and he reached out to strike a giant earth-yellow shield.

"Come on, let me see what progress your Flying Fire Streamer has made!"

Luo Chen didn't speak and pushed his hands out in an ordinary manner.

The ten sparks flew out suddenly.

As they flew, the volume of the sparks continuously grew, and by the time they reached the giant shield, they were already the size of a basin.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The continuous explosions and the huge counter-force forced Qin Liangchen to retreat continuously.

Suddenly, Qin Liangchen's eyes narrowed.

In his pupils, a spark actually bypassed the defensive direction of the giant shield and killed its way in from his side.

"Good boy, so insidious!"

After scolding, he instantly activated a talisman.

A blue water arrow flew out suddenly, colliding head-on with that spark.

Sss...

The moment water and fire interacted, intense high temperatures erupted.

Scorching water vapor permeated the air.

Qin Liangchen flew away, feeling a burning pain on his face; that was from being scalded by the high-temperature steam at close range.

Grinning, he noticed with his peripheral vision that ten more sparks appeared on Luo Chen's hand, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"No, no, let's stop here for today!"

Luo Chen instantly withdrew the Flying Fire Streamer, retracting it with ease, possessing a sense of freedom.

"Whew!"

He spat out a breath of turbid air, his expression no longer so solemn, and revealed a smile.

"Brother Qin, can I count as winning today?"

"I'll count it as you winning, you scalded me to death." Qin Liangchen said while scolding and releasing a healing spell on himself: "I've discovered that you're becoming more and more insidious. You never exposed before that your Flying Fire Streamer could turn."

Generally speaking, low-level spells are merely the external manifestation of spiritual power within the body.

Generally speaking, low-level spells are merely the external manifestation of spiritual power within the body.

In the absence of spiritual sense for low-level cultivators, the spells cast are often straight and direct.

Such as Fireball Technique, Water Arrow Technique, Golden Spear Technique, etc.

Only a few, such as Mud Swamp Technique or Entanglement Technique, can achieve changes, but they are limited to a range.

But just now, among Luo Chen's ten fireballs, one not only didn't increase in volume, but under the cover of the other nine, it broke through to Qin Liangchen's defensive range from the side.

If it weren't for his rich combat experience and the instant activation of a water-attribute talisman.

He would have been seriously injured.

And it was precisely because he was forced to use a talisman that he lost this time.

Of course, this definitely wasn't Qin Liangchen's full strength.

Luo Chen smiled: "It's not that I'm insidious; it's that you, Brother Qin, have suppressed your realm to the seventh level of Qi Refining and aren't quite used to this low-level combat style of spiritual power."

Qin Liangchen shook his head: "It's not that I suppressed my realm; it's that this new arm I've grafted can only accept this level of combat."

He shook his right arm, which had a sense of disharmony with its flesh color and points of metallic luster.

This was the new arm the Yuding Sword Sect promised to graft for him.

For this, he paid the spoils he deserved, the sword pellet, and Bai Qi's storage bag.

Since the arm was grafted ten days ago and he had rested slightly, he had been eager to restore his peak state.

So he booked the Seventh Spell Testing Palace and dragged Luo Chen, who also had the need to practice spells, to spar here every morning.

At the beginning, he could completely suppress Luo Chen.

But gradually, he felt a sense of powerlessness.

Today, he even used two magic tools and a water arrow talisman before he didn't lose on the spot.

And Luo Chen only used a set of mid-grade flying knife magic tools.

Luo Chen's progress was truly too fast.

"It's a pity you're a loose cultivator."

Qin Liangchen rubbed his face, confirming that everything was repaired.

"Fireball Technique, Entanglement Technique, all at your fingertips, and their power is so great that they can already threaten a seventh-level Qi Refining cultivator."

"With such talent for spells, you should join the Five Elements Divine Sect!"

The Five Elements Divine Sect, a big sect possessing a Nascent Soul True Person, occupied a domain alone.

The sect was famous in the thirty-six domains of the Eastern Wasteland for its proficiency in Five Elements spells.

Luo Chen smiled slightly, perhaps!

But the Five Elements Domain was too far from the Yuding Domain.

Even if he wanted to apprentice and enter the sect, there was no way.

Some might want to enter the sect through the Lingyuan Studio, an industry under the Five Elements Divine Sect, but unfortunately, the Lingyuan Studio didn't have this business.

The Five Elements Divine Sect was a big sect passed down by families, only recruiting disciples from within.

Even if they were to recruit from outside, it was limited to within the Five Elements Domain.

It was said that it had to do with several great divine secret transmissions within their sect; those disciples recruited from outside often married into or married into the several big families.

Luo Chen reached out and summoned, and under the blessing of the grandmaster-level traction technique, the seven emerald green knives scattered on the ground returned to his hands like swallows returning to their nests.

Playing with the small wooden knives, Luo Chen frowned: "Brother Qin, these magic tools you bought recently don't seem to fit your hands!"

Qin Liangchen said helplessly: "I used to be accustomed to fighting with wide-open and wide-closing movements, using big maces and Jade-Breaking Gloves. But in the battle on the Dao Discussion Platform, they were all destroyed. Good top-grade magic tools are expensive, and now having this set of Ruyi Golden Needles and an earth shield is already not bad."

Ruyi Golden Needles, seventy-two in total, exotic magic tools.

Great power, extremely fast speed.

That is, Luo Chen's movement technique is extremely fast; ordinary people really can't block the Ruyi Golden Needles.

But this was completely inconsistent with Qin Liangchen's combat style.

Luo Chen couldn't help but ask: "Doesn't the gang have several top-grade magic tools specifically for rewarding those with merit? Is Gang Master Mi unwilling to give them to you?"

Qin Liangchen's expression was solemn: "Words cannot be spoken recklessly; my merit is enough with that Foundation Establishment Pill."

"But the Foundation Establishment Pill hasn't reached your hands either!" Luo Chen rolled his eyes.

"It's fine for Old Mi to keep it for me; with my current strength, I can't protect that Foundation Establishment Pill. Moreover!"

Qin Liangchen smiled proudly: "My son is a disciple of the Luoyun Sect; he wouldn't dare to renege on my things!"

Fine, as long as you know what you're doing.

Luo Chen shrugged and put the emerald green knives into his storage bag.

The two of them walked out while chatting and laughing.

But before they had walked a few steps, someone chased after them in a hurry.

"Qin Liangchen, pay five more spirit stones!"

Qin Liangchen's eyes widened: "What did you say?"

The man wore the uniform of a Sword Pavilion disciple and snorted: "Today you broke the Seventh Spell Testing Palace so badly that it already exceeded the usual standard, so you have to add spirit stones!"

"Damn profiteer!" Qin Liangchen cursed and handed over five spirit stones.

Luo Chen watched and felt a bit of heartache too.

In those few hours in the morning, Brother Qin had already paid dozens of spirit stones, and now he had to pay more.

The Yuding Sword Sect's money-grabbing was truly shameless.

The two walked out while counting the money-grabbing means of these big sects, cursing their shamelessness.

Arriving outside the Sword Pavilion, seeing that jade wall.

Qin Liangchen poked Luo Chen's back.