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Four hundred and fifteenth battle prince(2/2)

"Wait a minute, can either of you explain to me what loss...draining means?"

"Oh! No way? Don't tell me that there is such a big magic circle in the field... you didn't notice it!?"

Confused by Zhang Lingyun's confused tone, the Thousand-faced Sand Cat almost screamed out the questions in his heart. The sharp sound that came out in vain made Zhang Lingyun almost cut off the spiritual connection between the two.

"Beautiful, such a secret and strange magic circle. If no one reminded me, I really wouldn't have noticed it!"

Zhang Lingyun, who seemed to have been awakened in vain, suddenly released the power of his spiritual consciousness and spread it in all directions. The appearance of the entire "Old Summer Palace" was clearly imprinted in his mind.

Zhang Lingyun, who discovered the traces of the so-called magic circle, felt a rare sense of awe for the person who cast the magic.

After all, no one would integrate such a complex array into the entire garden, mountains...wood...water...earth, and all kinds of

Go into the building.

"It took a lot of effort to make it so secret just to absorb Ling Yun's energy. Isn't it overkill?"

"Haha! It's not on the same level at all. It's good that I can see that there is a problem. If you want to break up, you have to let me out!"

Faced with Fengyu Wanjiu's reasonable doubts, the Thousand-faced Sand Cat complained dissatisfiedly. After all, without exploring many things in person, relying solely on feeling is like a blind man touching an elephant.

"I'll try to talk it over again. If it doesn't work, I'll have to make a hard trip to Shamao!"

When he first released the power of spiritual consciousness, Zhang Lingyun tried to explore the effectiveness of this magic circle. Unfortunately, his Taoist cultivation was limited and he did not get any useful information in such a short period of time.

"Don't worry, I'll change my appearance first and wait for you!"

Thousand-faced Sand Cat, who knew the basics of Zhang Lingyun's Taoism very well, was very sure that the other party would ask for help, so he took the first step to reassure Zhang Lingyun while he made preparations to appear.

"Your Highness is so calm, don't you think that the magic circle you set up can really drain the energy from my body?"

Zhang Lingyun, who cut off the connection with his spiritual consciousness, slowly walked towards Prince Seliyali who was surrounded by fireballs.

Zhang Lingyun's face was calm and composed, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a touch of disdain, which invisibly gave Prince Seryali a great sense of oppression.

"Ha... Did you find it? What a pity. I originally wanted you to live a little longer!"

Seeing that his plot was seen through, Prince Seiyali straightened up sharply, waving his arms and palms in an air of arrogance.

Then, the energy around Seiyali slowly overflowed, and the energy around him fluctuated, exuding an unusually cold and strange aura.

"What's going on? Seliyali...what did you do?"

While Zhang Lingyun was still thinking about how to break the magic circle, the fireball swirling around Prince Seiyali showed an unusual behavior.

Dozens of flaming fireballs trembled violently almost simultaneously, then disconnected from Zhang Lingyun and floated extremely stably in mid-air.

"How can such a large magic circle be used only to absorb energy and control all things? I feel like it is overqualified!"

Seiyali's words were like a heavy hammer blowing through Zhang Lingyun's mind. His whole body was like a statue, standing there stupidly at a loss.

Seeing the rare opportunity, Seryari gathered all the energy from his body and poured into his arms, and suddenly closed his palms and gave it a try.

The scorching fireballs that had stagnated in the void were extremely obedient to Seiyali's drive, and they all turned around and attacked in the direction of Zhang Lingyun.

"Oh my God! This Prince Seiyali is so calm that he can only be forced to that extent before he takes action!"

"To be able to set up a magic circle in public, it seems that the prince of Italy is not as weak as he appears!"

"Pretending to be a pig...eating a tiger, this Taoist priest's life is at stake!"

Many envoys from foreign countries in the 'Siyongzhai' were shocked by the Italian prince's huge turnaround, and they did not hesitate to praise him, expressing everyone's surprise.

"Although I feel uncomfortable, this attack will not faze me!"

Zhang Lingyun, who was brought back to reality by the approaching heat wave, gently twisted his fingers while waving into his arms, took out several purple amulets from the storage ring, turned his wrist and attached it to himself.

In an instant, protective barriers containing fluctuations of pure spiritual power condensed and formed, overlapping and blocking each other in front of Zhang Lingyun.

"Bang, bang bang...!!"

The blazing fireball with majestic momentum hit the newly formed protective barrier straightly, and the dull impact sound was endless.

Although the huge energy shock did not break the protective barrier, it left a shallow mark on it. Zhang Lingyun was also knocked back half a step by the powerful fireball attack.

Zhang Lingyun, who felt that this method was too ink-intensive, lightly twisted his fingers and turned his wrist, causing the spirit stone sword to appear in vain like a magic weapon of his own.

Zhang Lingyun, whose face became increasingly solemn, involuntarily clenched the sword in his hand. The majestic spiritual power around him overflowed crazily, pouring into the spiritual stone sword along his arm, and the faint light bursting out from the sword became more and more powerful.

"Shua, shua...!"

Zhang Lingyun suddenly swung his long sword into the void, and the surging spiritual power surged out, turning into a sharp sword light that looked like a real thing, one after another passing through the protective barrier and attacking the approaching fireball.

"Bang, bang bang...!"

The ferocious sword light, whose power was precisely controlled by Zhang Lingyun, emitted a golden halo that faded and appeared, and hit the hot flames with great momentum.

The moment two completely different energies collided, an unparalleled terrifying shock wave erupted. The bluestone ground that bore the brunt of the impact showed large areas of cracks under its ferocious pressure.

"Wow, wow...!"

Debris from the fireball that suddenly exploded covered a large open area, causing the temperature of the surrounding air to remain high for a long time.

As Zhang Lingyun continued to activate the sword light, two protective barriers were lost, and the fireball attack force that made people feel intensive and headache was effectively controlled.

Zhang Lingyun, who was slightly tired, stopped his movements and allowed the scattered fireballs to hit the protective barrier in front of him at will.

"You are a very interesting Taoist priest. The energy in your body seems to be inexhaustible. I really want to take you back to study it!"

Prince Seriyali's words were like throwing a huge boulder into a calm lake, causing a thousand waves for a moment, and everyone in the venue turned their attention to Zhang Lingyun.

"Your Majesty, this bastard definitely did it on purpose. He wants Ling Yun to become the center of attention and be snatched away as a treasure!"

"Brother, headmaster, don't panic. You know the character of our child. If you dare to compete with him, not many can win!"

Holding the elder brother's veiny arm tightly, the fifth elder whispered kindly and considerately in his ear, comforting the heavenly master who had changed his nature in vain and cared about his own young disciple.

"Haha, haha, Prince Seiyali's sarcasm without using any curse words really makes people feel guilty!

Although I am not as talented as those who are talented, I am still a righteous monk who has entered the integration stage. If I don’t even have this little savings, how can I have the nerve to participate in the competition!"

Prince Seiyali's heart-wrenching remarks almost pushed Zhang Lingyun to the forefront of possessing an unknown treasure.

Fortunately, Zhang Lingyun's current cultivation and strength complement each other. As long as he responds calmly and calmly, even if everyone is doubtful, they will be convinced by these reasonable remarks.

"Oh...what a pity! I wish I could see more interesting Taoism!"

"What's so difficult about this? When my spiritual power is exhausted, even if I use the Qi Entraining Talisman, His Highness will definitely return home happily!"

Seeing that Prince Seiyali was starting to dig a hole for himself, Zhang Lingyun was not to be outdone, and directly used some well-known talisman techniques to greet everyone in advance.

"Crack...!"

With a sound as crisp as glass breaking, the last fireball driven by Seiyali hit Zhang Lingyun in front of Zhang Lingyun, on the last protective barrier.

The scorching fireball turned into debris and scattered all over the ground, while the protective barrier that had just fulfilled its mission stood intact in front of Zhang Lingyun, dedicated to protecting the Creator behind him.

"Without any form of magic attack that can be used, what is the use of Prince Seryali's magic circle?"

"Don't worry, you will know soon!"

Seryari was thinking about whether to end the fight, but looking at his opponent's relaxed and happy expression, he felt that his personal dignity had been challenged.

Seliyali raised his sword high and thrust it into the ground with force. He knelt down on one knee and waved his hand, stroking the sword's edge. Blood spurted out from his palm.

"That kid didn't hold his fart well, go and stop it!"

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat, which has been fully prepared, nervously observes every move of the prince of Italy through Zhang Lingyun's field of vision. When it detects any changes in the prince's movement, the Thousand-faced Sand Cat immediately releases the power of its spiritual consciousness to communicate with Zhang Lingyun.

"The person who wants to trick me...isn't even born yet!"

The calm smile on Zhang Lingyun's face disappeared in an instant, replaced by a determined expression of quick determination. His wrist slowly turned, and the long sword of the spirit stone flashed out with cold light.
Chapter completed!
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