Chapter 54: The Battle of Guningtou (Part 2)

  Guan Ping threw out the symbol flag, which suddenly inflated in the wind and transformed into a half-human-high tiger's shadow. The giant mouth opened, and a tiger claw stretched out towards Shi Sheng, pouncing on him.

  Seeing its fierce momentum, Shi Sheng's expression changed slightly, and his figure in mid-air made a reversal, swinging the sleeves inside his fists to strike the tiger's claws.

  A loud explosion, Shi Sheng let out a muffled grunt, his face turned pale, and his body flew out like a kite with a broken string. He finally fell to the ground with a thud, almost tumbling off the edge of the stage.

  Seeing this, Guan Ping's face flashed with joy, and before Shi Yun could get up, he was already preparing to control the two treasures, ready to strike down Shi Yun. With victory within his grasp, how could he not be excited?

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  At this moment, three fireballs outside the water wall burst open at the same time. However, the flames were not red, but blue light-emitting flames. The water wall made a hissing sound and was instantly vaporized into white mist by the fierce flames.

  "What? How can...!" Guan Ping's words were not yet finished, when three small fireballs burst out again from the midst of the misty fog and fierce flames, hurtling towards him.

  At a distance of just a few feet, even if he had managed to grasp the treasure in his arms, he probably wouldn't have been able to activate it. Moreover, all three treasures were far away from him. His expression changed and he hastily cast out another water wall. However, before he could finish casting it, the three fireballs struck it, causing the weak water wall to shatter like paper in front of him.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  Again, three loud explosions sounded, this time without the water wall separating them. Three fireballs exploded directly in front of Guan Ping, and three blue flames instantly merged into one, a rolling impact heading towards Guan Ping.

  "Not good, flash!" A steward's face changed color under the stage, and with a single hand raised, a thin gauze-like fabric shot out, immediately covering Guan Ping's body, but three fierce flames still bombarded it.

  A dull thud echoed out.

  Guan Ping let out a muffled grunt, his body flying backwards like a sandbag, and finally landed with a thud under the stage. Although he was protected by a thin veil and didn't get burned, his face turned pale as he coughed dryly twice, his expression incredulous, with a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

  For a moment, the audience was silent, everyone forgot to applaud, and seemed to have forgotten to breathe. They stared with wide eyes, shocked in their hearts, what kind of fireball could have such power? It's almost comparable to the might of a high-level talisman.

  If there hadn't been someone to lend a hand, Guan Ping would have been in real danger. What other tricks did Shi Sheng have up his sleeve? The crowd slowly came back to their senses, muttering among themselves in dismay.

  The crescent moon knife that was about to behead Stone was ultimately uncontrollable, and with a flash of light, it fell to the ground. The fire snake dissipated with a loud bang, seemingly exhausting its energy, and disappeared into tiny sparks. The ferocious tiger transformed into a misty aura, which eventually turned back into a talisman that floated down gently.

  Up to this point, Shi Sheng had managed to avoid a disaster and let out a long sigh of relief in his heart. He stood up with an expressionless face, but people with sharp eyes saw that the corner of his mouth twitched, apparently discovering that Shi Sheng was also injured at this moment and didn't seem to be feeling well.

  The elders on the platform all had their eyes slightly condensed, no one spoke, staring tightly at Shi for a long time, and finally looked again at the place where the fireball exploded, as if recalling something.

  After a moment, Song Lao returned to his senses and narrowed his eyes: "Hmph, this kid doesn't know where he learned such an evil and demonic external technique, actually condensing such a terrifying fireball technique, with a heart that's even more poisonous.

  "If it weren't for the timely intervention of the deacon's disciple, Guan Ping would probably have lost his life or at least suffered severe injuries. What are your opinions now? Should we allow a ruthless person to be among the top ten?"

  The rest of the elders heard this and couldn't help but frown, Xiao Lao slightly hesitated, smiled and said: "Ah, I taught him this secret method some time ago to enhance his fireball technique, didn't expect he hasn't cultivated it well, and can barely control it, almost hurting his fellow disciples.

  If you say evil demons and heretics, then I can only say that I am the leader of those demons. After all, it was I who taught them, so I bear some responsibility.

  However, the disciples were originally not allowed to use swords and knives, let alone the fact that they were left there on guard duty to prevent accidents. This time, although it was a bit dangerous, Guan Ping did not propose surrendering, and he couldn't just wait for the other party to attack without counterattacking. What do you all think?

  "Elder Xiao is right, after all, a knife and sword have no eyes, some unexpected things are normal."

  "In my humble opinion, Shi Sheng not only has no fault, but also wins this award magnificently!"

  "Agreed!" The three elders expressed their stance. Elder Song's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, followed by a cold hum!

  "Hmm, this child's clothes can withstand high-level talismans, they're definitely not ordinary spiritual tool-grade robes. Elder Xiao was willing to give him a 'Spiritual Treasure' grade 'Treasured Robe', I suppose he won't lack spiritual tools either."

  "It seems that Elder Xiao came prepared, and this time he intends to let you, his disciple, show off. He even deliberately misled his opponent into not using spiritual instruments or incantations, what a clever move!" Song Longtou intentionally raised his voice, and the surrounding disciples heard it, couldn't help but look at Elder Xiao with some suspicion, and had some complaints in their hearts, but no one dared to express anything.

  Xiao Lao's eyes also flashed a hint of doubt, and he smiled: "Hehe, since they are his own disciples, it's impossible for them to be stingy. If Hei Yan also has some high-grade treasures in hand, maybe they can also achieve good results, including your other disciples."

  "Are you saying that I'm being stingy with my disciples?" Song Chang didn't expect to be outmaneuvered by Xiao Chang.

  "Alright, everyone stop arguing, this round of competition has already ended, the top ten spots have been decided, now it's time to fight for the last spot!" Liu Zhanglao mediated.

  "I have no opinion!" said Xiao Chang Lao, and the other elders nodded in agreement. Song Chang Lao furrowed his brow and shrugged nonchalantly.

  Liu Changlao nodded and shouted to the audience below: "Alright, the first twenty disciples will continue to compete under the leadership of Li Zhi, competing for specific rankings. Although there is no reward, it is also an honor."

  As for the top ten disciples, continue to come here to receive your tokens, choose a stage and continue to compete, competing for the top three reward places!" After Liu Chang said this, Shi Sheng and others took their tokens and rushed onto the stages.

  Shi Sheng's face turned slightly pale as he stood motionless on the stage, his body still reeling from the earlier attacks by the fire snake and tiger. His internal organs were churning like a stormy sea, his arms numb and weak, making it difficult for him to even hold onto his token. Every part of his body was in pain, and if not for the protection of the Ice Silkworm Cloak, he would have likely suffered severe injuries by now.

  Not long after, a white-clad young man slowly walked onto the stage, looking at Shi Sheng with great interest. As soon as Shi Sheng saw this person, his eyes narrowed, and it was clear that they were not strangers. They had met before when competing for the top ten spots. This encounter could be described as "enemies meeting on a narrow road" once again. And this white-clad young man was none other than Wu Qi! (End of chapter, next chapter will be even more exciting!)

  (PS. Thank you very much for everyone's recommendation votes, making Xian Nian's results better and better, weakly asking, is there any more? By the way, I'd like to ask for a collection!!!!!)