1208: C1208 Uninterrupted Magic Attack

C1208 Uninterrupted Magic Attack

"Let's fight!" "Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you've risen two levels in succession!"

Feng Bujue said as he regained his senses.

At this moment, his attitude was completely different.

They no longer mocked and ridiculed him, saying that Zhang Xing was qualified to fight with him.

Honestly speaking, he wasn't confident either.

According to the rate at which Zhang Xing, this monster, was levelling up and his terrifying fighting strength was estimated.

It was very likely that his strength was similar to that of a peak-level Seven Star Venerable.

As for him, he had just advanced and had not fully stabilized his powers yet. He was afraid that he would not be able to defeat him.

But at this point, he had no choice but to fight.

He had just boasted about his strength, and his pleasant surprise had been revealed to the people in the sect.

However, all of the halos seemed to have been snatched away by Zhang Xing.

Putting aside the distracting thoughts in his head, he walked over cautiously.

He didn't dare to attack recklessly and decided to carry out a preliminary test.

And the best way to test it out was by attacking from afar.

He retracted all five fingers, clenched them into a fist and threw a punch at Zhang Xing.

Seventy percent of his strength, without any desire for results, was only used to probe.

Zhang Xing also used seventy percent of his strength, but never thought that his attack would be effective, just to hone it.

BOOM!

Battle qi undulations spread between the two of them.

The normal color of the equinox points, and their bodies slightly swayed.

Even so, everyone including the Great Elder was shocked.

After all, he was a disciple who had stepped into the ranks of the High Honored Warriors.

Even though it was just a preliminary test, one could tell that the panther was alive with just a peek.

It was difficult for Feng Bujue to win.

Similarly, the chances of Zhang Xing winning were slim.

"Hm!" Not bad, as expected, it's just as I expected. Six stars and Seven Stars's combat power are on completely different levels. "

Zhang Xing more or less understood something in his heart.

Following that, Zhang Xing used seventy percent of his combat power to fight against Feng Bufei.

As for Feng Bujue, he was not in a hurry to win either. He steadily attacked and focused on defense.

After all, he was already 150 years old. If he didn't even have this much composure, then he wouldn't have been able to go so far.

Five minutes later.1

Zhang Xing felt that it was boring, Feng Bujue was a cunning old fox, he was unwilling to use all of his strength to fight him.

Then he would not be able to achieve his goal of tempering.

Forget it, let's test the power of magic.

If both sides' strengths were similar, it would be extremely easy for Magician to fight soldiers.

Even though it couldn't be done instantly, it was enough to make a Warrior so helpless that he vomited blood in depression.

"Rank 3 spell, Quicksand Trap!"

Pfft!

Feng Bujue stepped into the quicksand, and his face changed on the spot.

As he was anxiously trying to escape, he was also tightly guarding against Zhang Xing's sneak attack.

Just came out of the quicksand trap.

"Slow Art!"

Zhang Xing instantly released a dozen or so magic spells.

Feng Bujue felt that his movements had been slowed down by four to five times.

Let's talk about the right foot that we just pulled out of the trap.

He couldn't even bear to look at his own falling speed.

If it was in normal times, just slow it down.

However, this was a f * cking competition. If he lost, he would not only lose face for himself and his family.

He represented the entire Demonic Jade Mountain. He carried a heavy burden on his shoulders!

"That's right, that's right. Who said that these low-level spells are useless? From what I see, no matter what rank it is, it will still work!"

Zhang Xing muttered to himself, but he never stopped casting his magic.

Following the Slow Art was a chain of fireballs.

At the same time the fireballs descended, the thunderbolts in the sky also arrived.

Not only that, Zhang Xing didn't know many Magic Skills, but he knew at least twenty to thirty of them.

Magic disaster at this moment.

The culprit was none other than Feng Busheng.

As long as Zhang Xing knew enough Level 1 to Level 5 Magic, it would all be used on Feng Bufei.

Feng Bujue's appearance was miserable. His hair was like an explosion, and his face was pitch black. One could only see his front teeth baring as he roared.

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