Kong Xiang seemed to sense something, and when the spiritual energy bomb was approaching, he quickly formed a seal with his hands to meet the spiritual energy bomb.
The two collided, causing the white mist in front of him to stir.
At this moment, a fiery red spirit spear attacked silently from behind and headed straight for Kong Xiang.
By the time Kong Xiang noticed something, the fiery red spirit spear had already approached within three feet of him.
Originally, he was protected by spiritual consciousness within three feet around him, and ordinary spiritual weapons could not get close to him.
But it happened that his opponent was also someone who had worked hard on his spiritual consciousness, and his spiritual consciousness was much stronger than his.
After the fiery red spirit spear entered three feet around his body, it was as if entering an empty space and was about to pierce his back.
At this critical moment, Kong Xiang lunged forward and the fiery red spirit spear flew past his body.
Before he could catch his breath, he saw the magic spear flip backwards and stab at him again, three times faster than before.
A solemn look flashed across Kong Xiang's eyes. He rolled on the ground to avoid the attack, then flipped over and stood up, staring at the direction where the fiery red spirit spear disappeared, preparing for the next attack.
However, what he waited for was a figure slowly emerging from the confession mist.
"The fog is going to clear."
Xu Chunniang spoke softly, her eyes sweeping over Kong Xiang and the two giant eagles beside him.
It's time to end this battle.
Kong Xiang felt a strong sense of alertness in his heart. When he was about to strengthen his defense, he heard two mournful cries.
Then, the two golden giant eagles he created with his spiritual power collapsed together, turned into spiritual energy and dissipated in the world.
Kong Xiang Tong Kong shrank suddenly. This was... a spiritual attack!
He felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. The other party's spiritual awareness was far superior to his, and he was more proficient in spiritual attack methods.
He was trapped in this strange white fog, his consciousness and vision were blocked, and he was passive everywhere.
Kong Xiang sighed inwardly, fearing that the battle situation had been under the control of the enemy from the very beginning.
He still has many methods that he has not used yet, but even if he uses all of them, he is afraid that it will be difficult to withstand such a powerful spiritual attack.
Just as Kong Xiang had this thought, a spiritual sense as sharp as a knife broke through the shield around him like a hot knife through butter and blocked his vital points.
Kong Xiang smiled bitterly. It was not unfair that he lost this battle.
He has been practicing spiritual consciousness since he was young, and he had previously determined that no cultivator of the same level could surpass him in spiritual consciousness.
But now we know that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.
He is still far from being invincible in the same level.
The white mist gradually dissipated, and the disciples looked at it intently, only to see Kongxiang clasping his hands together, chanting a Buddhist name, and then walking down from the stage.
They were puzzled. "What happened? Kong Xiang actually lost? Am I hallucinating? What happened when the white fog covered everything?"
"Why did Kong Xiang lose to a little-known Xiaoyao Sect disciple? Or was he already at the end of his strength after several battles?"
"It's really unbelievable. But this is a five-sect competition, and the Jindan elders of each sect are watching. There is absolutely no way there is any inside information. Maybe Xu Chunniang used some spiritual weapon that happened to be able to restrain Kong Xiang."
The Jindan cultivators from various sects also did not expect such an outcome.
The white fog had the ability to block vision. As they were unable to use their spiritual sense, they had no idea what was happening inside.
Even the two Jindan elders of Xiaoyao Sect didn't know how Xu Chunniang won the competition.
"The white fog before seemed to be a water mist barrier?"
Elder Wu thought for a moment and finally remembered what the white mist was.
"To cast the water mist barrier, the caster must ensure that his spiritual awareness is far superior to others in order for it to be effective."
Yue Lingzheng showed a trace of surprise on his face, "This means that Xu Chunniang's spiritual consciousness is stronger than that Buddhist disciple."
Elder Wu smiled slightly, "I don't think this is anything to be surprised about. Have you forgotten who her master is?"
A look of sudden realization flashed across Yue Lingzheng's eyes. Xu Chunniang's master was Yue Yanru from Qianji Peak.
The people at Qianji Peak specialized in the study of formations, and they all, to a greater or lesser extent, practiced the art of spiritual awareness.
In this light, it is not surprising that Xu Chunniang's spiritual awareness far exceeds that of cultivators of the same level.
After a brief silence, a disciple from the Miaodan Sect stepped out from the crowd and walked towards the arena.
After seeing the disciple's appearance clearly, several discussions were heard from the audience.
"Miao Dan Sect actually sent Zhang Ding. It is said that he is the most powerful disciple in this class."
"Miao Dan Sect has not won many games before. Now they sent out the strongest Zhang Ding. Obviously they think Xu Chunniang won the Kong Xiang game by luck."
"If Zhang Ding goes to fight, Xu Chunniang will probably lose. Kong Xiang won five games in a row before, so he must have almost run out of spiritual energy, which is why she got the upper hand."
Zhang Ding walked onto the stage and bowed to the female cultivator opposite him.
"Zhang Ding from the Miao Dan Sect is here to challenge me. Please give me some advice, Brother Xu."
Although he also felt that the opponent only won by taking advantage of the situation, he would still give his all in this battle.
As soon as the fight was announced, Zhang Ding took the initiative to attack.
A fist-sized ball of pale yellow flame emerged from his palm and flew towards Xu Chunniang.
The light yellow flame is not fast, but its temperature is extremely high. As soon as it appears, it brings a strong burning sensation.
If burned by its flames, even black iron can be melted into molten iron, let alone the body of a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Looking at the pale yellow flame coming towards her, Xu Chunniang showed a hint of interest in her eyes. She wondered if this fire could be used to practice the Five Elements Body Building Technique.
To practice the Five Elements Body Building Technique, one needs to be in the Five Elements Absolute Land. This flame has an incredibly high temperature, so I think it meets the requirement.
It’s a pity that there is only such a small group, and the number is too small after all.
While she was pondering in her heart, she stepped back.
But at this moment, the ball of fire, under Zhang Ding's control, split into two, and then split into four.
After the split, the flame temperature dropped and its speed increased several times.
They quickly caught up with Xu Chunniang and surrounded her from the front, back, left and right.
Zhang Ding spoke calmly while controlling the pale yellow flame.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, to avoid being burned by my Dan Fire, you'd better admit defeat as soon as possible! Otherwise, the Dan Fire has no eyes, and it will be ugly if it burns you."
"Really?"
Xu Chunniang suddenly flew into the sky on her sword and left the encirclement of the Danhuo.
Zhang Ding's eyes blurred and he saw Xu Chunniang's figure disappear from the spot.
The speed of flying the sword is so fast!
If she hadn't still been standing on the flying sword, he would have almost suspected that she was using the air-flying technique that only a Jindan elder could master.
But no matter how fast her sword-wielding skills are, the range of this arena is fixed. Can she still run away
Zhang Ding suppressed the shock in his heart and calmed himself down.
Gritting his teeth, he once again gave birth to three fist-sized balls of pale yellow fire.
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