Ning Zhuo saw that the situation was not good, so he could only switch to defense. Frost Fist! Han Zhou's left fist hit straight, bringing out a bone-chilling cold, and rushed straight to Ning Zhuo's chest at lightning speed. Ning Zhuo hurriedly crossed his hands and set up defense. Bang. With a muffled sound, Ning Zhuo took several steps back. Han Zhou's fist was blocked by him, but the fist wind still penetrated through the defense and penetrated into Ning Zhuo's body. Bitter cold air! Han Zhou followed closely, changed his pace, raised his left leg high, turned around and kicked. Old cold kick!
The leg wind was sharp, and went straight to Ning Zhuo's face. Ning Zhuo dodged sideways and barely avoided it, but Han Zhou quickly changed his moves and hit Ning Zhuo's side ribs with his right fist like lightning. Ning Zhuo was hit by a fist, and his body suddenly loosened. If it was before the special training, he would definitely be defeated. But after the special training, his heart tightened, he gritted his teeth and defended the gate. He took several hits and kept his posture without completely collapsing. Each of Hanzhou's punches was powerful, which made Ning Zhuo's arms numb. Hanzhou suddenly lowered his body and swept his right leg fiercely. Old Han's leg! Ning Zhuo's legs were hit, his body was unstable, and he staggered backwards. Hanzhou took advantage of the situation and punched out with both fists, one up and one down, the upper road went straight to Ning Zhuo's door, and the lower road went straight to Ning Zhuo's chest. Ning Zhuo only defended the upper road, the lower road was pierced, and the chest was hit by the punch, and he was directly knocked out. He flew backwards a distance of ten feet, adjusted his posture in the air, and when he landed, his feet rubbed against the floor tiles and dragged for a while. He bent down slightly, adjusted his center of gravity, and finally did not fall on his back. "Good punches and kicks." He spit out a mouthful of blood, smiled at Hanzhou, and expressed his sincere praise. When Lin Shanshan saw Ning Zhuo spitting blood, she immediately frowned and her heart was lifted. Sun Lingtong in the mechanical dragon was also watching the fight. Seeing this, he laughed and said, "Xiao Zhuo, you really need to practice your punches and kicks diligently." Sun Lingtong is a cultivator of the evil sect. He has always been tough in training Ning Zhuo. In his eyes, spitting blood is nothing at all! Han Zhou walked slowly towards Ning Zhuo. He shook his head slightly, revealing a look of disappointment: "Fellow Daoist Ning, if you are only at this level, then I must be the winner today." "Your close combat skills need to be improved. This shortcoming is very obvious, and others will definitely target you in the future." Ning Zhuo nodded: "Brother Han Zhou is right. Boxing and kicking skills are exactly what I have been training in the past few days. It was originally even worse."
"Thank you, Brother Han Zhou, for letting me try my boxing and kicking." "Next, I will use some of my strength, please be careful!" Han Zhou's eyes lit up: "I am waiting, please use it." The next moment, Ning Zhuo took out six floating hands from his storage belt. As soon as the floating hands were released, they immediately flew into the sky and kept swimming around Han Zhou. Ning Zhuo took a deep breath and began to frantically cast the five elements spell. Flames, golden blades, vines, ground spikes, water waves... a large number of spells were cast in turn, and the violent spell attacks converged at one place, like the brilliant fireworks at a celebration. Gorgeous and deadly! The spectators were in an uproar. "Ning Zhuo has such attainments in the five-element spells! How old is he?" "Has he been practicing spells since his mother's womb?" "No, this is definitely not a simple five-element spell. The spells rotate with each other, constantly generating and restraining each other, integrating and decomposing, and fully utilizing the power of each round of spells. What kind of skills does he practice? He can change the five elements so easily!" Even Lin Shanshan, who knew some of Ning Zhuo's background, was shocked at this moment. She only then realized that on the first day of special training, Ning Zhuo cast a spell in front of her and retained a lot of strength. "Is this what he looks like when he goes all out?" Lin Shanshan's eyes were fixed on the white-clothed boy in the field. The other party's focused and handsome face was even more charming under the reflection of the five-color magic light. For a moment, the image of Ning Zhuo casting a spell was deeply engraved in Lin Shanshan's heart. Not only her, but the audience also remembered Ning Zhuo in amazement. "Although his boxing skills are a little weak, his attainments in magic are quite profound!" "With such strength alone, Cave No. 281 will definitely not be his limit." "He deserves a better cave." "Don't be in a hurry, you seem to have forgotten the bitter cold of Hanzhou." "Ning Zhuo is only in the early stage of foundation building, while Hanzhou is a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building. As long as Hanzhou is not defeated, as long as he persists, Ning Zhuo's mana will not be able to outlast him." Everyone talked about it. There are still many people with discerning eyes. Although Ning Zhuo cast a spell with all his strength and suppressed Hanzhou, so that he could only passively defend on the spot. But Ning Zhuo's wild offensive consumes a lot of his own mana! He only has the cultivation of the early stage of foundation building, compared with Hanzhou, who is in the late stage, and the latter is stronger in terms of foundation. As everyone had expected, as time went by, Ning Zhuo's aura quickly weakened, and the bombardment of the five elements magic also quickly decreased.
Han Zhou, who had been passively beaten and constantly enduring, finally found an opportunity to fight back. Huh! The biting cold air gushed out from his body, greatly weakening the power of the five elements magic. He was like a sharp blade flying out of the ice field, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed in front of Ning Zhuo! "Ah!" Lin Shanshan couldn't help but exclaimed. The spectators around her also let out low cries. But Lin Bufan, who had been watching the battle until now, felt a little depressed when he saw Lin Shanshan's reaction, and had a bad premonition. A huge aura of suffering enveloped Ning Zhuo, as if he was in a world of ice and snow, trapped in a boundless and terrifying blizzard. Ning Zhuo's body and mind were frozen, and he watched Han Zhou's finger pierce his forehead. If he was pierced, his forehead would be pierced, and he would be seriously injured and dying! But at the critical moment, Han Zhou took the initiative to change direction and only aimed at Ning Zhuo's shoulder. However, his confident full-strength attack was deflected by the oil film light shield that suddenly appeared on Ning Zhuo's body. He and Ning Zhuo passed by! Oily and slippery talisman!! The talisman that Ning Jufan gave to Ning Zhuo was not only for one use. The oily and slippery talisman had its own spirituality. It sensed that the cultivator was about to be hit, and immediately activated itself, successfully protecting Ning Zhuo. The crowd was silent for a while, and then there was an uproar again. "Am I sensing it correctly?" "Golden Core Aura! This is a Golden Core-level talisman!" "Ning Zhuo has such a trump card, so even if he can't fight at all, what's the harm?" "Since he has such a means, why did he have to fight with Han Zhou in close combat before?" Some people felt quite speechless. If Ning Zhuo had shown this talisman at the beginning of the battle, it would have been over long ago. No one would think that Han Zhou would win! Han Zhou was born a beggar, in rags, relying only on his own skills and fists. But even if it were other cultivators, using various magic tools, it would be extremely difficult to break through a Golden Core-level defensive talisman. Han Zhou was also very self-aware. He used his means to examine Ning Zhuo's whole body and determined that the Oily and Slippery Talisman was quite durable. He took the initiative to stop and admitted defeat directly. Ning Zhuo said, "I'm ashamed. I used the amulet of my elders. This was not my intention. It was because you, Brother Hanzhou, were so strong that I couldn't suppress the amulet anymore and let it start on its own."
"This battle is not my own strength. How about a draw?" Hanzhou raised his eyebrows and looked at Ning Zhuo seriously. He could feel the latter's sincerity, but still shook his head: "Winning is winning, losing is losing. The amulets and magic tools you have are all part of your strength. It is reasonable to rely on these to win." "I lost this battle!" After saying that, Hanzhou bowed and walked out of the martial arts arena with a staggering step. "I won!" Lin Shanshan subconsciously clenched her fists and was excited. Ning Zhuo sighed, turned around with a lack of interest, and also left the martial arts arena. The audience communicated with each other, many of whom were resident monks of Xiaozheng Peak. They began to evaluate the combat power of Ning Zhuo, a newcomer. "As expected of a young master from a big family, with a Jindan-level protective talisman, who can threaten him?" "Only Lai Wuying and others." "Ordinary cultivators are no match for him. His spells are so skillful that Hanzhou can be seriously injured." Lin Bufan withdrew his gaze, and before leaving, he saw Lin Shanshan following Ning Zhuo and walked over. "A Jindan-level protective talisman... Ning family of Huoshi Xiancheng?" Lin Bufan began to pay attention to Ning Zhuo. Although the other party is a junior, he has a great background. With a Jindan-level protective talisman, it can be seen that he is taken care of and cultivated in the family. Even Lin Bufan pays attention to Ning Zhuo, not to mention others. For a while, in Wanyao Valley, news about Ning Zhuo was flying all over the sky. Everyone knew that a young master from a big family had a deep background and should not be easily provoked!