Chapter 843: Overcoming Obstacles

The cross sword condensed with the power of the Holy Spirit was instantly shattered into pieces and turned into a rain of light that filled the sky. Gude's whole body was shaken, and his body was numb. This surprised him. He couldn't help roaring, and more power of the Holy Spirit burst out, turned into a giant hammer, and hit Zong Yuan for the second time.

Zong Yuan snorted coldly: "Idiot! Do you want to compete with me in strength?" After saying that, he raised his right hand, and the surging divine power surged out, condensed into a heavy hammer, and then struck hard.

Lightning flashed and thundered around the heavy hammer, and the strong wind roared. The sound was as powerful as the nine-day thunder blast, and thousands of miles of rivers flowing backwards. It was earth-shattering and soul-stirring. The heavy hammer hits the air, and the air is compressed at high speed, forming a terrifying shock wave. The tip of the shock wave is purple thunder and lightning, which is infinitely powerful.

The two hammers collided, and a huge explosion sounded again. Many people in the audience covered their ears because the sound was so terrifying. The center of the explosion was filled with light gas, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. When the sound stops and the light dissipates, everyone will see the result. At this time, Zongyuan stood in the center with an expressionless face, while Gude was lying on the ground in a mess. His right arm was shattered, his body was extremely sore and numb, and he had lost his fighting power.

Gude's face was twisted and he stared at Zongyuan fiercely. The latter didn't even look at him and slowly walked down the platform. This kind of ignorance made Gude resentful. He couldn't help shouting: "You Don’t be arrogant, I will definitely surpass you in the future!”

"You can't do it today, and you'll be even less capable tomorrow." Zong Yuan said lazily.

Guang Shao immediately announced the result of the game: "Zhongtu Dao Sect, Zhang Zongyuan wins, and gets two points; Russian Orthodox Church, Gude loses, and loses two points!"

As soon as the verdict was announced, the audience immediately started talking. Although they were surprised, they were all very optimistic about Zong Yuan.

"This boy's magical powers are very powerful, and his physical body is also strong. I think he has a good chance of getting a spot."

"It's not that easy. Didn't you see that the Catholics are full of confidence? This boy's victory has not affected them at all. They must have a trump card, and it will be very dangerous to fight against them."

"As long as he is not seriously injured or killed, he is still very hopeful. After all, this is a points round, and whether he can get a spot ultimately depends on the number of points."

In the crowd, several white Catholic children glanced at Zong Yuan coldly. One of them, a taller one, said coldly: "This kid is interesting. He will be our competitor. Find a way to get rid of him."

"He is not weak, no worse than us. If you want to get rid of him, you have to use the scroll. I am really reluctant." A boy with curly hair grinned and said, "Please remember to make it up to me."

"These are all small things. As long as you enter the trial site, what does the scroll mean?" the tall boy said coldly, "When the time comes, if you want ten scrolls, the Pope will also reward them!"

Here, Zong Yuan had just returned to his seat, and Qing Lian's battle had begun over there. Qinglian's opponent is a tall white kid who is a powerful Holy Knight in his peak stage. When he saw the thin Qinglian, an evil smile appeared on his face, he held his hands and said, "Little girl, how do you want me to teach you a lesson?"

Qinglian looked at him calmly, then immediately moved her heart and said crisply: "Kneel down!"

Her psychic power is extremely powerful, and once she uses the mind-distribution technique, it is extremely powerful. There was a "boom" in the white child's head. After a slight struggle, he lost his consciousness and knelt on the ground with a silly smile.

The guests were surprised and thought it was unbelievable. He could defeat the opponent with the power of his mind alone. The gap was too big, right? You know, similar situations will only occur between people with huge differences in spiritual power. If one person's spiritual power is only three or five points stronger than another person's, it is absolutely impossible to achieve Qinglian's level. Qinglian has done it, which means that her spiritual power is ridiculously strong, and she can directly crush the mighty Holy Knight of the true power level.

"Xuanhuang Little World, Qinglian wins, and gets two points; Anglican Church, Hu Ke loses, and loses two points!" The result was announced quickly.

"Damn it!" In the distance, an angel from the Anglican Church punched the ground hard, with a terrifyingly gloomy face. Among the seventeen children participating in the competition, there was only one from the Anglican Church. He actually lost the first game. How could they not be angry? But no matter what, now that the result is out, they can't change it. They can only continue to wait and hope that Hooker can perform well next.

Zhang Jun has been calmly observing the battle between Zong Yuan and Qing Lian. He was very relieved in the previous battles because he knew Zong Yuan's strength very well and these people were no match at all. It wasn't until a kid from the Roman Catholic side stepped onto the stage that his expression turned serious.

"Why, what's different about this kid?" Hei Balang sensed Zhang Jun's abnormality and asked hurriedly.

"He has a scroll on him." Zhang Jun frowned.

"You cannot use magic weapons, scrolls and the like during the competition. This is the rule."

He shook his head: "The scroll is carved on the child's body using a secret method. Strictly speaking, it is not cheating."

"Shameless!" Heihachiro was immediately annoyed, "Isn't this considered cheating?"

"He also has magical powers." Zhang Jun frowned slightly, "It's a little difficult for Zong Yuan to win, but as long as he defeats this one, he will have no problems from now on."

"Don't worry, Zongyuan's powerful magical power should be able to restrain the power on the scroll." Heibalang said, "I have studied Western scrolls. They are similar to the magical powers of Middle-earth, but the activation method is different."

The Roman Catholic white kid was the first to take the stage. He hooked his hand at Zongyuan and said contemptuously: "Boy, come up."

After he said that, if Zong Yuan went up, it would be like accepting his order; and if he didn't go up, it would be like admitting defeat. Zong Yuan saw the other party's intention, he grinned and said loudly: "Your mother is a nun."

The white child was stunned. My mother is a nun? What does this mean? But he soon understood that Catholic nuns are abstinent and cannot marry for life. How could she give birth to him if she can't marry? Then there is only one possibility, his mother is a nun who has cheated on a man. After understanding this, he couldn't help but get angry and roared: "I will kill you!"

After successfully angering the other party, Zong Yuan hooked his hand: "Get down!"

The white child didn't care about anything else. He just wanted to teach Zong Yuan a lesson, so he jumped off the platform directly and attacked with a fatal move. He saw a strong white light bursting out from his body. This is the power of the spirit. The power of the spirit condensed into a cross, and branded it fiercely. At the same time, he shouted: "Judgment!"

Zong Yuan's face sank, and he roared. The whole body was surging with light, and he still punched out. The divine power surged and hit the cross, and a burst of fire burst out. The cross exploded, and the sky was filled with light. Immediately, a sly smile appeared on the white child's face, and he was shining brightly again, shouting: "Die! Superimposed attack!"

In one hundredth of a second, he punched Zhang Jun twice. Strangely, the power of the two punches did not come out, but solidified in mid-air, and then merged into one, turning into a blow. The shadow of a fist flashed with light and hit Zong Yuan heavily.

Zong Yuan could see clearly that when the opponent punched, the tattoo on his right arm twisted as if alive, releasing a power similar to a magical power.

"It's a superimposed attack, interesting!" He was not surprised but happy, his eyes lit up, and he immediately launched a powerful magical power.

The powerful magical power can imitate all magical powers. The scroll power used by the white child belongs to a kind of magical power, which was instantly understood by Zong Yuan and then released at the same time. He shouted, "You take my punch too, attack superposition!"

He also blasted out two punches quickly, the fist shadows were indestructible, superimposed in the void into a golden fist print, and then blasted forward fiercely. The two fist prints collided with each other in no particular order, and actually made a roar like mountains colliding and rivers rushing, and then annihilated in the explosion of infinite light. The powerful shock wave spread out, forcing many people nearby to use their power to resist.

The plan to kill with one blow failed, and the white child's face was incredible. The other party actually mastered a similar scroll power! How is this possible! He naturally didn't expect that Zong Yuan's powerful magical power could imitate everything and specialize in other magical powers.

Zong Yuan stared at the other party with a smile and said, "Even the nun can't save you, you are doomed to lose today."

The white child was enraged again, he screamed "Ao", attacked Zong Yuan again, and attacked Zong Yuan fiercely. The two were at the same level, but Zong Yuan was undoubtedly better, and he defeated the other party in less than three minutes. Finally, the white kid was beaten black and blue, and walked down the stage with a face full of resentment.

"Asshole!"

Below the stage, the white kid who had previously discussed getting rid of Zong Yuan turned green. They didn't expect that the foolproof plan would fail. They couldn't accept this result.

"What a waste! It seems that I have to take action!" The tall white kid said viciously, "Let him taste the power of the 'Wrath of the Earth'!"

When Zong Yuan was winning battles, Qinglian did not disappoint. She could easily defeat her opponent by activating the Heart Plate Technique. Even if she encountered an opponent with half-step magical power, her Heart Plate Technique was still effective, but it was not so smooth to perform, and it took about a minute. In this minute or so, the opponent would naturally launch an attack, but Qinglian was not weak, and lack of combat experience did not mean that she could not fight.

In this way, Zong Yuan won battles and finally faced the only remaining divine warrior of the Holy Church. This divine warrior, like Zong Yuan, won all the way and never lost. Both of them knew that even if the other lost this game, they would definitely be able to enter the top ten and get a place. But this did not stop the fierce battle between the two sides. Both Zong Yuan and the spirit warrior child wanted to defeat each other. This situation was like a natural enemy meeting.

"Kneel down and beg for mercy, you won't win!" The spirit warrior child said coldly.

Zong Yuan grinned and said, "I bet you that you will lose this game."

"What are you betting on?" The spirit warrior child asked immediately.

"Betting on personal freedom." Zong Yuan said with a smile, "If I lose, I will not only give up this genius conference, but also become your servant. Similarly, if you lose, you will also give up the genius conference and become my servant."

The spirit warrior was surprised and subconsciously glanced at Yang Tianxuan under the stage. Obviously, as a soldier, he could not decide such a big thing. But Yang Tianxuan's face looked ugly. He stared at Zong Yuan intently, and I didn't know what he was thinking.