Suddenly seeing the scene of the fight being controlled by Senior Brother Chang, everyone in the Expulsion Sect burst into cheers. Under the joint attack of two spiritual beasts and a magical weapon, the opponent was just a ninth-level disciple, and that was his opponent. Everyone thinks that this competition must be between Senior Brother Chang. But at this time, everyone in the Luoxia Sect felt relieved when they saw that Qin Fengming only sacrificed two magic weapons and blocked all the opponent's attacks. They all know that Qin Fengming has the ability to control three magic weapons at the same time. As long as he sacrifices another magical weapon, defeating the opponent will be extremely easy. Faced with the provocative words from the people of Expulsion Sect, the disciples of Luoxia Sect naturally opened their mouths and attacked each other without showing any signs of weakness. Chang Wu in the competition field felt even more relieved when he saw that his opponent made no other moves. Under the urging of his spiritual thoughts, he tried his best to drive the two spiritual beasts and began to attack Qin Feng's wall. At the same time, a burst of laughter also appeared on the competition ground. "Hahaha, Junior Brother Qin, Chang advises you to admit defeat as soon as possible. Under the attack of my two spiritual beasts, you will definitely not be able to sustain it for long with your own magic power. Rather than bowing your head and giving up after a while when your magic power is exhausted, it is better to leave as soon as possible. " After hearing the other party's joking words, Qin Fengming's expression was extremely calm, and he laughed and said: "Senior brother Chang, no matter what you do, when the junior brother can't support him, he will naturally admit defeat. As long as the senior brother shows mercy when the time comes."
Following his words, he no longer paid attention to the other party, but bent his body and sat on the ground. After closing his eyes, he held a spiritual stone in each hand and restored his magic power. When a monk uses a magical weapon or spiritual beast to fight against the enemy, he only needs to contact the magical weapon or spiritual beast with his spiritual consciousness at any time. At the same time, he can input his own magic power into the magical weapon. There is no need to watch the live competition with both eyes. Suddenly seeing the other party acting like this, the cultivator from the Expulsion Sect snorted coldly and stopped talking to him. Instead, he used his whole body to drive the spirit beast and attack violently, hoping to break through the opponent's shield as soon as possible. Although driving spiritual beasts does not consume much of a monk's spiritual power, it does consume spiritual consciousness. Although it consumes very little spiritual consciousness under normal circumstances, over time, it is also not something a monk in the Qi Gathering Stage can bear. The more advanced the spiritual beast, the more spiritual consciousness it requires. Even if there is an eighth-level spiritual beast that can be driven by a monk in the Qi Gathering Stage, it may only take one or two breaths to exhaust the spiritual consciousness of the Qi Gathering Stage monk. Under strong urging, the two spirit beasts continued to attack the silver wall. What puzzles Master Chang Wu is that, The opponent's shield magical weapon transformed into a wall, Its tenacity is hard to estimate. Under the crazy attacks of the two spirit beasts, they showed no sign of being invincible. The more Chang Wu attacked, the more he felt bottomless. Time passed little by little, and in a blink of an eye, the fight had been going on for half an hour. Qin Fengming didn't seem to move at all since he sat on the ground. The two magic weapons he sacrificed were still full of spiritual power, showing no sign of being invincible. Another half hour passed, and the state of both sides remained the same. During this hour, Qin Fengming didn't even open his eyes, as if he had entered a realm of emptiness, selfless and invincible. The people watching the battle from both sides started shouting constantly, then slandered each other from time to time, and finally sat cross-legged on the ground, unable to even speak. At this time, both parties were very confused. What everyone in the Spirit Expulsion Sect is puzzled about is that the opponent, a mere ninth-level monk in the Qi Gathering Stage, can still hold on until now under such a strong attack without showing any sign of any weakness in his magic power. This left everyone speechless. What everyone in the Luoxia Sect is confused about is that Qin Fengming is clearly capable of sacrificing another magical weapon, and as soon as the top-level magical weapon is used, the opponent will immediately admit defeat. But until this moment, Junior Brother Qin in the competition arena had no intention of sacrificing the magical weapon again. Others were surprised, but the most shocked person was Chang Wu. According to common sense, a monk at the ninth level should have exhausted his magic power long ago. But now the opponent's two magic weapons are very agile, and there is no sign of exhaustion of mana. Seeing that the other party was sitting on the stone ground with a distracted look, Chang Wu began to feel a little panic in his heart.
Time still did not stop, and everyone's doubts became more and more serious. However, everyone in the Luoxia Sect saw that Qin Fengming still opened his eyes occasionally, and looked at Chang Wu from time to time, with a hint of cunning in his eyes. Only then did everyone feel relieved. At the beginning, Uncle Hao was still looking at both sides closely, but later, when he saw Qin Fengming like this, he was stunned, but soon he nodded, closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged fifty feet away. Ignore the two of them. Regarding Qin Fengming's first victory, Master Hao thought it was a mistake and used strange body skills to restrain the opponent. But now, Qin Fengming actually used his ninth-level cultivation in the Qi Gathering Stage to resist the peak monks, and he had a strong mana in a head-to-head fight, all because of his cleverness. With the powerful spiritual consciousness of the dignified Foundation-Building Monk, every move of the little guy from the Luoxia Sect in front of him was completely caught in his eyes. He could clearly see that this little guy was secretly taking some kind of elixir. Although he didn't know what the elixir was, there was no doubt that it was an elixir that increased mana. As time goes by, Chang Wu's own mana becomes less and less. The consumption of his spiritual consciousness is also increasing, and he has completely lost his original calmness. Three hours later, Chang Wu suddenly collapsed to the ground with a pale face. The two spiritual beasts were nowhere to be seen. The magic weapon also lost its spiritual power and was taken back into his arms. At this time, Chang Wu just looked at the other party with a blank expression, as if he was looking at a monster. Everyone in the Expulsion Sect looked even more disbelieving. The opponent, who was at the ninth level of Qi Gathering Stage, actually competed with the peak Qi Gathering Stage monks in a mana battle, and finally defeated him. This is something that no one has ever thought about. Qin Fengming stood up from the ground, waved his hand to take back the magic weapon, hugged Chang Wu with a fist, and said with a calm expression: "Fellow Daoist Chang, I accept." Chang Wu looked at him and groaned for a long time, but in the end he was unable to speak. With the support of two Spirit-Expelling Sect monks, he walked out of the competition field.