I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

"That's not necessarily the case." Wang Siyuan showed a good-natured smile, but his tone was extremely firm.

Sheng Yusui announced the start of the second round, and Wang Siyuan and Fu Weiyi took the stage.

These two are low-key, and the supporters are not as crazy as the two in the previous game.

The disciple in yellow rang the yellow bell, and the two saluted each other.

Wang Siyuan took out his weapon from his sleeve - a wolf hair with gold ink.

Fu Weiyi didn't have any weapons. He always relied on his own body to win. In his opinion, any foreign objects were unnecessary.

"Please!" Wang Siyuan made a gesture.

Fu Weiwei was also not polite, nodded slightly, and raised his eyes again, his dark eyes were full of murderous intent.

Wang Siyuan pulled himself together and prepared to deal with it.

Fu Weiyi's moves are completely different from his appearance and temperament.

On weekdays, he is low-key and dull.

Once standing on the battlefield, he suddenly changed, like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and like a bloodthirsty beast, exuding a powerful coercion all over his body.

It is a kind of self-confidence honed from countless times of challenging the limits of oneself.

It is also the sharpness of the essence after excluding all the bells and whistles.

Fu Weiyi walked towards Wang Siyuan, the coercion radiating from his body made Wang Siyuan take a half step back involuntarily.

Fu Weiyi walked faster and faster, raised his fist, and punched Wang Siyuan.

His move did not have any traps, did not see any tricks, it was simple and direct, and wanted to kill Wang Siyuan.

Wang Siyuan had never seen this kind of play before, he felt a chill from the bottom of his heart, and involuntarily took three steps back.

Fu Weiwei's dark eyes were always fixed on Wang Siyuan, and he called one after another with fierce and direct moves.

Wang Siyuan fled all the way, drawing spells in the air with wolf hair gold ink all the way, trying to block Fu Weiyi's attack.

All the monks in the audience were waiting to see Wang Siyuan fight back, but the two chased and fled while fighting for an hour.

Strangely, Fu Weiyi did not win, and Wang Siyuan did not lose either.

"Hit him!"

"Counterattack!"

"Wang Siyuan, you are a Golden Core cultivator!"

There was a burst of booing from the audience, wishing for the two to confront each other as soon as possible. They played two games in a row in a day. The first game was very exciting, but the second game didn't come out for a long time, and the monks were a little restless.

Wang Siyuan was not in a hurry at all, he still drew the talisman step by step, dodging Fu Weiyi's attack.

Fu Weiyi removed a talisman again, jumped up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to grab the door in front of Wang Siyuan. Wang Siyuan was startled, and hurriedly drew another talisman to hide.

Fu Weiyi's palm pierced through the spell and grabbed Wang Siyuan's lapel.

Then, he raised his other fist and threw it at Wang Siyuan's door.

"Huo!"

"Finally! Let's do it!"

"Could it be that Wang Siyuan, as a Golden Core cultivator, is going to be defeated by the Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

The crowd was discussing.

But on the Baixiantai, the two were at a stalemate.

I saw thousands of golden threads entangled with Fu Weiyi's raised right arm.

He couldn't shake the punch no matter what.

Wang Siyuan, who was panicked, calmed down now, with a little joy in his eyes.

"This is..." Fu Weiyi looked up at the golden thread wrapped around his arm.

"The spirit-binding circle," Wang Siyuan said, "every step I took just now was deliberately done to draw this spirit-binding circle. Now, you have lost."

Wang Siyuan put the golden wolf in his hand on Fu Weiyi's throat.

Fu Weiyi looked down at Wang Siyuan's hand, with a cold expression on his face: "We don't know yet."

After saying that, his right arm vibrated, and within a moment, his muscles swelled, and there was a rattling sound. The thickness of his arm more than doubled, and he stretched all the right sleeves.

"Drink!" Fu Weiyi yelled, his chest shook, and he swung his right arm forward, breaking the spirit-binding circle that Wang Siyuan had arranged quietly!

Wang Siyuan turned pale with shock, he was about to be beaten.

There was a soft "poof", but he disappeared in place!

Fu Weiyi waved his fist in vain, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

The reversal was so fast that the situation on the stage changed several times before the monks in the audience saw it clearly.

Seeing Wang Siyuan appearing in the air a few feet away, he kept patting his chest, as if the other party could escape by luck, and felt very scared.If Fu Weiyi's fist hit him on the head, he would have to give him a shot.

Fortunately, every time he attacks, he always thinks about the escape method in advance, and this time is no exception. In addition to the spirit-binding circle drawn while running, Wang Siyuan also superimposed an escape circle below, so that after the spirit-binding circle fails, Escape to a safe place immediately.

Fu Weiyi looked thoughtfully at Wang Siyuan, who was several feet away.

Under the stage, Qin Chiyu stood beside Lu Wanxian, watching the battle while asking Lu Wanxian for advice.

"Lu Xianchang, who do you think will win between the two of them?" Qin Chiyu asked, and then expressed his guess, "I think that although Brother Fu is in the late stage of foundation establishment, he has a better chance of winning. I have discussed with Brother Fu before." , Every time he makes a move, he rushes for his life, it is extremely powerful, and his endurance is far beyond ordinary people, unless Wang Siyuan can keep running away, once he is exhausted, he will be defeated by Brother Fu."

Lu Wanxian nodded: "Do you think Fu Weiyi will win? But have you ever thought that the golden core stage and the foundation stage are different after all, and if one person exhausts his spiritual power first, it won't be Wang Siyuan."

Qin Chiyu was surprised: "Princess Lu thinks that Wang Siyuan will win?"

Lu Wanxian let out a "hmm".

Qin Chiyu had always been convinced of Lu Wanxian, but this time, he was puzzled. He had experienced Fu Weiyi's strength positively. Fu Weiyi's was not a sparring at all, and every move he made was aimed at killing people.

On the other hand, Wang Siyuan is timid, more like a well-behaved child cultivated in a big family. He can speak well in terms of strategy and skills, but once he encounters a master trained in actual combat, he will be vulnerable like an egg hitting a stone. .

Qin Chiyu looked into the field again.

This battle continued for another hour at the rhythm of chasing each other.

The monks in the audience couldn't bear it anymore, but Wang Siyuan on the stage didn't have the slightest intention of counterattacking. He carefully avoided Fu Weiyi's attack and kept drawing spells to trip Fu Weiwei.

Fu Weiyi smashed the spell with one punch every time, and after two hours passed, the speed of punching became faster and faster.

"Brother Fu is really good, you can hit faster and faster like this! I think he almost hit Wang Siyuan just now." Qin Chiyu couldn't help but praise.

"Look at it, Fu Weiwei's moves are fierce and he has been pressing down on Wang Siyuan to fight, but Wang Siyuan is not idle while running. He is drawing a new magic circle, and yes, he is drawing five magic circles at the same time." Lu Wanxian stretched out his hand. Wang Siyuan, who was in the field, swiped half a circle with his finger to indicate the range of the five magic circles, "From there to here, I have seen at least the trajectory of five magic circles."

Qin Chiyu was stunned. He knew that Wang Siyuan was drawing formations while running, but he was able to draw five formations at the same time?How did he calculate the position?It's too difficult to keep the magic circle accurate while running, right?

"Everyone has his strengths. Don't be blinded by superficial advantages and disadvantages. You have to calm down and carefully examine your opponent." Lu Wanxian leaned slightly and taught Qin Chiyu the little skills in the battle .

While listening, Qin Chiyu felt the warm breath in his ears, which made his heart itch.

Of course, every word Lu Wanxian said was regarded as a standard by him, and he kept it firmly in his heart.

"The formation is about to end, look." Lu Wanxian pointed to the field, which was the center of the formation.

Wang Siyuan, like a puppet in Lu Wanxian's hand, was running towards the location Lu Wanxian pointed at, and stopped there.

Fu Weiyi still punched Wang Siyuan straight.

Suddenly, countless golden threads flew up in all directions, tightly trapping Fu Weiwei's arm.

It was that move just now.

Fu Weiyi still broke the golden thread by relying on his powerful physical skills, and threw the door at Wang Siyuan with an old-fashioned move.

A golden curtain suddenly hung down in front of Wang Siyuan, which was a defensive formation. At the same time, the ground under his feet kept stirring, as if something was about to crawl out. Then, there was a loud "bang", and the ground lifted up. A piece of golden rainbow bridge keeps rising, sending Wang Siyuan to a high place.

Fu Weiyi's fist pierced through the golden curtain and slammed hard on the Hongqiao.

Numerous golden fragments exploded, and the Hongqiao was shattered by the terrifying force.

However, Wang Siyuan still had a second move. He saw the fragments of the Hongqiao dancing with his sleeves, turning into thousands of sharp blades, attacking Fu Weiyi!

Fu Weiyi had to roll on the spot to avoid the attack of the golden shards, only to hear the shards hitting the ground and making crackling sounds, like the sound of a rainstorm coming suddenly and hitting the canopy densely.

"What's the matter? What's the matter?"

After going back to take a shower and change clothes, Han Xijian ran up from below and squeezed between Qin Chiyu and Lu Wanxian.

"It's just right, you didn't miss the most exciting thing." Lu Wanxian said, "Watch."

Han Xijian raised his face and looked at the intense situation in Baixiantai, and couldn't help but widen his peach blossom eyes that were still stained with water vapor.

I saw Fu Weiyi squeezing out a path among the thousands of golden fragments, dodging all the damage with his powerful physical skills, rolled to the ground, gathered his strength again, took two steps to run up, and raised his fist to attack Wang Siyuan.

This time, Wang Siyuan did not retreat.

The golden fragments that fell on the ground suddenly spun up, centered on Wang Siyuan, forming a vortex of brilliant golden rain!

The spirit-binding circle is the first magic circle.

The golden curtain defense is the second magic circle.

Hongqiao extradition is the third law circle.

The golden rain attack is the fourth magic circle.

Each magic circle is closely linked to the next magic circle.

This golden vortex is the fifth magic circle, and it is also a blow that condenses all of Wang Siyuan's ingenuity and strength!

Fu Weiyi's eyes suddenly darkened.

He lowered his right arm and replaced it with his left.

The palms are stretched out, the muscles and bones are flexed, and they are rotated and grasped into fists.

Regardless of the ever-changing opponents, I am always the same.

"boom"--

The author has something to say: Everyone can guess who won, ha~ If you guess right, there will be a red envelope.

This weekend I can write about the apprenticeship ceremony, and the super-long-winded Congcong is trembling.