Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 176 Arena 3
Lian Gou's mouth was puffed up like a pufferfish, and the words "surrender" and "give up" rolled through his throat one after another, but they couldn't break the shackles on his mouth.

The lower the level of the cultivator, the more easily he will be affected by the path of cultivation.

Li Shuhui originally had a fire-attributed bone structure. As she had just established her foundation, she was inevitably short-tempered. In addition, she was a very serious person. If the other party gave up the victory, it would only be a humiliation to her. How could she not be furious?

"Fellow Daoist Lian, there's no need to be so modest," Li Shuhui said, grumbling through her teeth. "Since you're on the stage, show us your abilities and give me a proper duel!"

After saying that, he threw a punch with fire, heading straight for Lian Gou's face.

Lian Gouqie complained bitterly in his heart: "How can I be so honest? Aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Seeing that the flame was close at hand, Lian Gouqi immediately threw down a fog talisman and dodged the punch with a dodgy move.

Li Shuhui had no idea that Lian Gouqie was a skilled thief. When she saw him dodge, she thought that he had just looked down on her. She became even more angry, sneered, raised her hand and ignited the fog.

Lian Gouqie, hidden in the fog, frowned: Although he didn't know what he did wrong, the other party had already annoyed him. If it was someone else, it would be fine, but he was eliminated by just taking a punch.

Unfortunately, this person is a fire-attributed cultivator, and even his fists are flaming. If he gets even slightly stained by sparks, he will lose this body.

Lian Gou Xie doesn't want to return to the original painting, as a fierce battle is imminent.

In just a few breaths, the fog created by Lian Gou was burned away.

Li Shuhui mobilized her spiritual power, quickly drew a pattern in the air with her hands, and then she put the pen down neatly, and a rain of flaming arrows poured down.

This move is to leave Lian Gou Xie nowhere to escape.

Lian Gouqie had no intention of moving at all. He crushed a talisman that cost twenty high-grade spirit stones. A tall ice wall rose from the ground, covering him tightly.

Through the ice wall, Lian Gou saw the flaming arrow piercing the ice wall, feeling both painful and relieved.

What hurts is that his wallet was cut, but fortunately he is not fighting alone.

Lian Gou Xie could not draw many proper talismans. After all, he had no Qi Palace and no physical strength. He only had a physical body that could contain spiritual energy, and he was probably only at the middle level of Qi Refining.

However, he was deeply impressed by the incident of Wei Xi burning someone's crotch: under limited conditions, by segmenting the field, he was able to achieve the goal of targeting the problem and curing the disease.

So Lian Gouqie pestered Wei Qin and tried out all the talismans he could draw.

The smoke and ice walls he had just used were variations of the wall-sealing techniques commonly used by the civil engineering department next door.

Now he can be spared from burning the talismans, and the talismans he drew will not be in vain.

Lian Goujie narrowed his eyes and looked at Li Shuhui who was waving a fire knife behind the rocket, then threw down a fog talisman to hide his figure.

What a joke! This ice wall was built with Qin Feng's spiritual power. Qin Feng had so much spiritual power that he had nowhere to use it. He used all of it, so it would be strange if he could break it.

Sure enough, Li Shuhui's fire knife made a wailing sound when it hit the ice wall, and was frozen by the ice-attribute spiritual energy overflowing from the ice wall.

The smile on Lian Gou's face widened. He had a lot of talismans on him, and the other party couldn't do anything to him for a while.

The most troublesome thing about practicing magic is that the spiritual energy consumption far exceeds that of practicing swordsmanship, so when selecting disciples, great attention is paid to the size of the Qi Palace.

Li Shuhui's admission to the Wanfa Sect meant her Qi Palace was vastly superior to that of ordinary cultivators. Lian Gou's plan was to use the talismans in his hand, combined with his own agile movement, to completely drain her Qi Palace.

One was trying his best to fight, while the other was trying his best to dodge. The two people with such a huge difference in strength ended up in a tug-of-war.

As the fight went on, the people below gradually sensed something was amiss. "So Brother Lian Gou was just joking," Feng Xiaotian exclaimed. "Shuhui is one of the sect's most reputable disciples, and she's actually capable of such a fight."

Too naive! The villain in Wei Xi's heart was shaking his head like a rattle: Why is Lian Gou'e so unreasonable in words, but so honest in actions? He cherishes his life more than anything else in the world. When it comes to showing off like this, Hua Yao is afraid to avoid it.

Perhaps something went wrong. He would be weakened after using the Water Armor Talisman, but he couldn't get angry, so he could only bite the bullet and fight the other party.

"The sect competition is always a grand occasion," Qin Feng quickly covered up for Lian Gou, "even if we lose, we must give it our all."

Wei and Qin exchanged glances, but they could not help Lian Gouqie now. They could only hope that the other party would not lose too badly.

"Friend Feng," Qin Feng, anxiously suppressing his anxiety, tried to find some theoretical basis for Lian Gou's escape. "You know Sister Shuhui. Do you think Lian Gou can avoid such a crushing defeat?"

"Shuhui and I are not very familiar with each other," Feng Xiaotian said openly, "Her master has been in seclusion for many years, and her fellow disciples have followed suit."

"But I lack practical combat experience. If I were her, I would never fight Fellow Daoist Lian Gou head-on, nor would I use such a large-scale spell."

Feng Xiaotian pointed out the problems in the battle between fellow disciples.

"Lian Gouyu has a lot of talismans on him," Wei Xi said soothingly, "You know his character. Others can't hurt him easily."

Lian Gouqie had no idea that his two good friends were worried about him. He was now concentrating on dodging the opponent's fireballs.

Li Shuhui opened and closed her mouth vigorously, with a rain of arrows and a fuse, and then she took out a whip and made a series of sounds of breaking through the air.

Now he made a string of fireballs half a person's height, as if he was afraid that Lian Gou would catch a cold.

Lian Gouqie cursed in his heart: How can this person have endless spiritual power! I spent real and valuable spiritual stones! God damn it!
But he was really scared by the various forms of fire, and he had no better way than to grind an iron rod into a needle.

Although Li Shuhui lacked practical experience, she was not stupid. After struggling for a long time, she vaguely guessed her opponent's intention. She secretly cursed herself for being stupid and just kept stacking fire spells, which almost fell into the opponent's trap.

After figuring out the key, Li Shuhui immediately changed her tactics, cast a quicksand spell, and threw it under Lian Gou'e's feet, trying to trap the jumping monk.

If Li Shuhui continued to use drastic measures, her murderous intentions would be hidden, and Lian Gou Xie would be kept in the dark. As the devil is one foot taller than the way, the attack suddenly weakened, and Lian Gou Xie naturally noticed something was wrong.

The gap in power was too great, and the opportunity was fleeting. Lian Gouyu pretended to be trapped, giving the opponent a flaw.

Seeing Lian Gouqie trapped in the quicksand, Li Shuhui condensed fire into a sword, took a step forward, and pretended to pierce the opponent's chest.

Lian Gouqie crushed the sword talisman between his fingers and slashed at the enemy who had no time to dodge with a sword move wrapped in a chill.

"Platform No. 7, Qingcheng Sect wins consecutively!"

Although the ring can save the lives of both parties, every failure makes one wiser, and the ring will not take any responsibility for the injuries suffered by the contestants.

Lian Gouqie hurried to support Li Shuhui, who was lying on the ground with her stomach cut open and blood spitting out of her mouth.

Li Shuhui heard Lian Gouqie mumbling and removed the restriction on his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I hurt my senior sister!" Lian Gouqie apologized one after another and attacked the injured person.

"No need." Li Shuhui took out two pills and swallowed them. "I'm just not as skilled as you. You don't have to apologize. I was the one who rudely shut you up."

It was just a competition, there was no need to see bloodshed. If he could not be touched by fire, how could he have injured someone so badly? But the injured man did not complain at all, and even someone as thick-skinned as Gou Xie felt a little embarrassed.

(End of this chapter)