After Yanchen successfully won the first round of promotion, the Fengyun team was down to the last member who had not yet played.
After a while, it was Zhongli Wuyuan's turn. His opponent was a powerful enemy, a lord from the demon clan realm.
The cultivation level of this demon lord is at a high level in the semi-saint realm.
Everyone discussed:
"That disciple is going to be miserable. He unexpectedly encounters the demon lord Fan Wei (qi fourth sound). Although Fan Wei is only in his thirties, his methods and strength are top-notch."
"If there are no accidents, Fan Wei should be able to enter the top 100 in this year's Tianling Conference."
"Fan Jiu will win!"
Yunzheng and others in the waiting area also looked a little solemn.
Nangong Qingqing clenched her fingers slightly, and her eyes almost overflowed with worry. Yunzheng noticed that Nangong Qingqing's mood was strange, so he shook her hand firmly and comfortingly.
"Believe Zhongli."
Nangong Qingqing turned her head and saw the determination in Yunzheng Feng's eyes, and the worry and nervousness in her heart weakened a lot.
"Well, I believe him."
On the ring, Zhongli Wuyuan stood facing the demon clan Fan Wei.
Zhongli Wuyuan looked at the other party calmly.
Fan Wei, the demon clan, did not take it lightly. He squinted his eyes and looked at the young male disciple in front of him. Although he could not see clearly his cultivation level, he should not be low in strength.
The game begins and the battle is about to begin!
Fan Wei's body is a demon wolf, so when fighting, he has the characteristics of a wolf.
Fan Wei transformed into a fire-type light ball in his hand, and the next moment, he blasted it out!
The fire-type light ball split into two in the void, and then divided into four... until it turned into a dense fire-type light ball.
And at that moment, the light fireball turned into a sharp blade with a swish, swish, swish, and swept with a surging power, crushing away in the direction of Zhongli Wuyuan!
The flames are fierce, as hot as a sword!
Nearly half of the arena was wrapped in fire blades, and the aura of a strong man rushed towards his face.
Zhongli Wuyuan's eyes narrowed, he stretched out his hands, and quickly formed a seal formation.
In an instant, Zhongli Wuyuan raised his palm, and a huge light blue defensive array blocked in front of him, colliding with countless fire blades.
Immediately, sparks flew everywhere and blue light emitted.
"boom!"
There was a sudden explosion, and almost everyone couldn't help but focus on the battle between the two of them.
Fan Wei's eyes narrowed, he raised his left hand and covered the back of his right hand, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured out.
He shouted, "Go!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The flaming blades all over the stage enveloped Zhongli Wuyuan's entire body.
Everyone could only see the hazy figure wrapped in flames. It was vaguely difficult for them to catch Zhongli Wuyuan's movement.
Someone asked in surprise: "Did he lose?"
"Does that need to be said? Lord Fan Wei is a strong man from the demon clan. How can he be compared to a young boy?"
"Meeting Fan Wei, it's considered bad luck for that kid."
While everyone was discussing, a clear and powerful voice suddenly came into their ears:
"Formation - Reversal!"
At that moment, the flaming blade that was like splashing into the sky was reversed by an invisible formation force and quickly rushed towards Fan Wei's direction.
Whoosh!
Fan Wei seemed to be prepared, and immediately raised his hand and struck out with a palm, scattering all the flaming blades.
With a 'bang' sound, the flames gradually dissipated!
At this moment, there were slight burn marks on Zhongli Wuyuan's clothes, but his expression remained indifferent, and he only saw him raising his bare hands.
The water elemental spiritual power flows with his fingertips, sketching a beautiful scene in mid-air.
At this moment, he rotated his hands clockwise, emitting strong water elemental spiritual power.
He said coldly: "General! Climb! Everyone! Climb!"
"Haihe - shape!"
In an instant, he suddenly blasted out his palm, and a giant water column belonging to the high-level power of a semi-saint shot out in an instant and hit Fan Wei directly.
'boom--'
Fan Wei's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately retreated sideways to avoid it.
But he never thought that this water column with murderous power could track the direction.
While Fan Wei was dodging, he used his spiritual power to condense the protective spiritual shield!
'Kacha Kacha'
The spiritual shield had not blocked the water column for two seconds before it was broken through by the water column, hitting Fan Fei directly and knocking him away.
boom!
Fan Wei hit the ground and was almost knocked out of the ring. At that critical moment, he transformed into a monster and grabbed the ground with his sharp claws.
There was a sound of "stab, stab, tack", and the sharp sound made by the sharp claws hooking the ground.
The demon wolf suddenly rolled sideways, its eyes glowing dangerously, and then ran towards Zhongli Wuyuan as fast as possible.
The two were entangled and fighting together in close quarters.
Many people were stunned, with disbelief in their eyes. Did they see it right? !
The young man who was fighting against Fan Wei seemed to be at a high level of cultivation in the semi-saint world! Doesn't that mean he is in the same realm as Fan Wei? !
"He is a peerless genius, right? He actually has a high-level cultivation level in the semi-saint world!"
"Is this the elite disciple trained by Shenye Sect?"
Shenye Sect and others had subtle expressions on their faces: "..." Zhongli Wuyuan has only been here for a few months, and it doesn't seem to be considered a training.
At this moment, Liang Guanren was bursting with laughter. Zhongli's disciple was really a good-looking person.
Yunzheng knew that Zhongli's match would not end so quickly and should last for about two quarters of an hour.
Who wins and who loses is not yet known.
If Fan Fei didn't have any strong cards, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat Zhongli, but if Fan Fei did, then Zhongli's situation would be a bit dangerous.
Time passed bit by bit, and the battle between Zhongli Wuyuan and Fan Wei lasted for a full two-quarters of an hour.
In the end, it was Zhongli Wuyuan who narrowly won.
This was completely beyond everyone's expectation, and the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone sighed: "Shenye Sect is really a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! I have never heard of this young disciple's name before..."
"Zhongli Wuyuan, I remember it."
In the waiting area_
When the friends saw the many embarrassing scars on his body, they frowned in worry and quickly stepped forward to help him sit down in his seat.
"Sit down quickly!"
At this time, Yan Chen calmly took out the elixir bottle from the storage space, walked up to Zhongli Wuyuan, opened the bottle cap, and drank the elixir bottle after bottle for Zhongli Wuyuan.
"…enough cough cough…"
And the disciples of Shenye Sect sitting not far away said: "!!!"
Their pupils shrank. Junior Brother Yanchen had fed Junior Brother Zhongli at least ten bottles of elixirs, right? Doesn't this add up to dozens of pills? !
Isn't this too rich?
All the disciples cast envious glances.
Zhongli Wuyuan was seriously injured, so the friends unanimously agreed to leave Zhongli to Qingqing Beauty to take good care of him.
A certain figure appeared in Feng Xinglan's field of vision. His expression paused for a moment, then he looked up at Yunzheng.
"Zheng Zheng, uncle is about to play."
Yunzheng looked around and saw his uncle walking leisurely onto the second stage.
At this moment, the audience burst into enthusiastic and loud applause.
'Pah pah pah——'
Yunzheng: "?" Why does uncle receive such treatment? !
Everyone shouted excitedly: "The Mad Dog Emperor is finally here!"
