Chapter 135

That the shabbily dressed man could win did not exceed the expectations of most people; after all, the power of the Jin Guang Mirror was indeed above that strange magical artifact of the gray-haired old man that could turn hard or soft at will.

The next two matches were also without waves, and the trials ended quickly.

In the fourth match, Gu Lian's opponent was Shi Jian, the one recruited by the Fang family who had defeated his previous opponent with three strikes of his staff.

In the eyes of many, this battle was surely destined to be a rare dragon-and-tiger struggle, so everyone looked toward the stone platform where the two were located with slight excitement.

"Brother Gu, this time it all depends on you." Although the head of the Yu family knew Gu Lian was capable, at this moment, he could not help but say to Gu Lian with some nervousness.

"Hehe, Brother Yu, rest assured. A mere Spirit Ape bloodline is not something I take seriously." Gu Lian said with a light laugh, then flew into the martial arts arena, still very confident.

On the other side of the stone platform, under the exhortations of the Fang family head and his daughter, Shi Jian also jumped into the martial arts arena with his staff, equally confident, looking at Gu Lian opposite him in a grand manner.

Such a situation appeared very strange.

The crowd watching from the outside was very excited and nervous, yet the two in the arena were both full of confidence, neither taking the other seriously.

"The trial begins."

The Confucian scholar above, after looking deeply at Gu Lian twice, announced the start of the trial.

Shi Jian, with his pointed ears and monkey cheeks, jumped without a word, flipped twice in the air, and arrived above Gu Lian with a trail of afterimages. With a loud shout, eight pale golden spirit patterns appeared on the surface of the staff in his hand, and he smashed three strikes downward, accompanied by rolling sheets of golden light.

With a "Zila" sound.

Without seeing Gu Lian make any move, a crimson light shield suddenly appeared on his body, and at the same time, twelve silver spirit patterns emerged on its surface.

"Solidification spell."

The crowd on the stone platform outside witnessed this scene, and someone shouted loudly.

This caused others to be startled.

"It's not a solidification spell, it's an instant-cast spell." Someone else on the stone platform had a different opinion.

Wang Yu's pupils shrank slightly.

Before others could distinguish who was correct, Shi Jian's three strikes had already landed solidly on the crimson light shield.

The first strike landed, and red light rippled across the surface of the crimson light shield.

The second strike landed, and the crimson light shield flashed wildly, the silver patterns beginning to hum.

The third strike landed, and thin cracks appeared on the surface of the crimson light shield; most of the silver patterns dissipated and vanished because of it, yet it still blocked the three strikes.

Shi Jian was greatly shocked to see this and prepared to flip back to his original position.

But at this moment, Gu Lian pinched a spell with one hand, and the silver spirit patterns on the cracked crimson light shield on his body suddenly condensed into a ball. After spinning around, a crimson light pillar sprayed out from it, flashed, and hit the man with pointed ears and monkey cheeks in mid-air.

Shi Jian let out a miserable shriek, and suddenly, raging flames rolled over his body. A ball of fire wrapped him up completely. Despite him throwing away his staff and desperately slapping at the fire with his hands, lunging left and right, the flames on his body not only did not shrink but burned even larger. In a moment, the smell of scorched flesh and skin wafted out.

"Stop quickly, I concede, I concede..." Shi Jian screamed, falling from the air headfirst while engulfed in rolling flames.

Seeing this, the Confucian scholar in the air immediately announced Gu Lian as the winner.

At this time, Gu Lian pinched a spell with one hand and muttered something, and the flames on Shi Jian's body instantly swept away and vanished in a flash.

But in this brief moment, Shi Jian's body was already charred black, lying on the ground unable to move a single bit.

Gu Lian's flames were actually so fierce!

The crowd outside the restriction could not speak for a time, all looking at the victor in the martial arts arena with strange eyes.

Wang Yu stroked his chin, his heart also feeling somewhat suspicious and uncertain.

This Gu Lian's flames were somewhat strange; it seemed it wasn't just that the temperature was high enough, but that something else seemed to be mixed inside. However, his twelve-spirit-pattern Fire Flame Shield didn't seem as sturdy as he had imagined.

At this time, Gu Lian had already flown away from the martial arts arena. The Fang family on the other side, although greatly dejected, still sent two people over to carry Shi Jian back.

Only the head of the Fang family, who had been standing on the stone platform, had an ashen complexion, and his daughter was also full of dejection; neither of them even looked at the man with pointed ears and monkey cheeks lying on the stone platform, unconscious.

The following few trials became calm again, and soon it was Wang Yu's turn to be called.

Wang Yu whispered a few words to Yin Linglong, then pinched a spell with one hand, and his body rose into the air, surrounded by white clouds.

In another direction, the gray-robed man also carried the Azure Bi Bi Bo Dao and had already landed in the martial arts arena a step earlier.

After Wang Yu landed slowly on the opposite side, the gray-robed man looked at Wang Yu with a very solemn gaze.

Clearly, Wang Yu's previous battle defeating Master Qing Ge had brought great pressure to this person fighting for the Mi family.

Liu Ming above also had a deep impression of Wang Yu; after taking an extra look at him, he ordered the trial to begin.

But before the gray-robed man could make a move, Wang Yu cupped his hands and spoke first:

"This fellow Daoist, the power of the Azure Bi Bi Bo Dao in your hand is astonishing. I imagine you have placed most of your reliance for victory on this magical artifact, right?"

"Hmph, what exactly are you trying to say?" The gray-robed man snorted and replied impolitely.

"I have a spell, and I consider myself quite good at defense. So, why don't we make a pact? I will stand in place without moving and use only this spell to block one full-power strike from your Azure Bi Bi Bo Dao. If you can break the defense of this spell, I will turn around and leave. If you cannot break my defense with your full-power strike, you will voluntarily concede. How about that?" Wang Yu said indifferently.

"Is this true?" The gray-robed man was overjoyed upon hearing this and hurriedly asked for confirmation.

He had witnessed with his own eyes the strength of Wang Yu's body refinement and the speed of his movement, and he had been worrying about how to hit the opponent with the Azure Bi Bi Bo Dao.

"Of course it's true. Senior Liu, we two have made this agreement; is there any problem?" Wang Yu respectfully asked the Confucian scholar in the high sky.

"Hehe, I only need to determine the winner. As for how you conduct the trial, I will not interfere." After Liu Ming's gaze flickered twice, he replied without hesitation.

"Good, then it is settled. If your defensive spell can truly withstand one full-power strike from the Azure Bi Bi Bo Dao, I would have no face to continue standing here. Cast your spell." The gray-robed man said, suppressing the surprise in his heart, and then held the Azure Bi Bi Bo Dao horizontally in front of him.

After Wang Yu smiled slightly, he pinched a spell with one hand and muttered something. Red light rays emerged on his body, and after condensing on his body, a seemingly familiar crimson light shield appeared. Twelve crimson spirit patterns were faintly visible on the surface of the light shield.

"Fire Flame Shield."

The gray-robed man witnessed this scene and cried out in shock, his face filled with an expression of disbelief.

Outside the martial arts arena, the cultivators of various families on the stone platforms had also heard the agreement between the two, and at this moment, there was a commotion.

"Fire Flame Shield."

"Why is it this twelve-spirit-pattern spell again? Is this spell relatively easy to comprehend and cast?"

"Where is it easy to comprehend? I don't know how many gifted disciples of the Four Symbols Sect have tried to comprehend this original spell, but who has ever succeeded?"

"Exactly. Let alone the twelve-spirit-pattern original spell, even eleven or twelve spirit patterns are probably something few people can cast. If there really are any, I'm afraid only those few true disciples in the sect could do this during the Qi Refinement Stage."