"Thank you!" In the woods somewhere in the Yuhu Sect, a dark figure handed Master Yunlang a package, and then disappeared into the woods without saying a word without looking back. Master Yunlang carefully opened the package and checked it briefly. His expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, he looked around and left.
Early the next morning, the remaining twenty-five disciples arrived at the competition ground on the main peak early, eagerly waiting for the competition to begin. Perhaps because the number of people was gradually decreasing, the steward of the competition field actually changed the conditions of the competition this time and asked them to draw lots to decide their opponents. This was not bad, and it also allowed some countermeasures.
Zhao Xiaozhong was very nervous. He quietly turned around and said to Wu Fan in the team: "Brother Xiao Fan, there are only two of us left in Dongfeng. We must not be drawn together!" "Don't admit defeat even if we are drawn together. I see that even though you don’t know magic, your kung fu is quite good. I would like to learn from you, haha.” “…” During the conversation, it was his turn to go to the drawing board.
There was a bamboo tube on the table in front of him, with a long wooden sign inside. He clasped his hands together as if asking for a fortune, muttered a few words secretly, then gritted his teeth and pulled out the wooden sign, and hurriedly covered the numbers, revealing a Small slits, secretly peeking at them. Wu Fan smiled when he saw this, and casually pulled out a wooden sign, only to see that there was nothing on it. He was stunned for a moment, and turned to look at the steward.
The man chuckled and said, "It seems you are quite lucky. You got a bye this time and were promoted directly. You can go to the sidelines and wait." Zhao Xiaozhong felt bitter after hearing this, and just thought about how to avoid being with Brother Xiaofan. When I met him, I actually forgot about this, didn't care about the number on my sign, and left here directly with Wu Fan.
Seeing that everyone had finished drawing lots, the steward said loudly: "Okay, now you are in twelve groups, and you will go on stage in ascending order with the same number. The first group, come on!" Wu Fan was fine. He could only watch the excitement from the sidelines. Not long after, it was Zhao Xiaozhong's turn, and his opponent turned out to be a Xifeng disciple.
I thought that the Xifeng disciples would definitely face a difficult battle, but although the Xifeng disciples were not weak either, they were only passively defensive under Zhao Xiaozhong's attack. He showed no intention of resisting and then surrendered. Although this victory seemed easy, Wu Fan gradually became uneasy. He always felt that Xifeng was planning something, as if danger was coming, and one of the subsequent games actually ended in a lose-lose situation, and both of them were eliminated. .
Then comes the second round of drawing. The remaining eleven people plus Wufan can form exactly six groups, and one person will be eliminated based on performance. Therefore, this last game can be said to be the most critical game in this sect competition!
Compared to Wu Fan, who drew an empty lottery, perhaps Zhao Xiaozhong was the real lucky one. He met a disciple of Xifeng again, and this battle also ended hastily. On the contrary, he seems to be quite brave, which makes people admire him with admiration. The second and third games were civil wars between Nanfeng's disciples. Because they usually knew the basics, they simply let it go and decided the winner casually.
Finally it was Wu Fan's turn. Opposite him was a Xifeng disciple who looked similar in size to Zhao Xiaozhong. Wu Fan was afraid that Xifeng was cheating, so he took a few steps, took a big knife, and jumped onto the stage first. The weapon of the disciple opposite was a half-man-high meteor hammer. Wu Fan looked at the disciple opposite and found that his body It was shaking slightly, as if it could not bear the weight of the meteor hammer, but the hand holding the weapon was very steady. His eyes were reddish-rimmed, his eyes were dull, his nostrils were breathing heavily, and his mouth was tightly closed.
Although Wu Fan didn't have a good impression of Xifeng, he still asked out of good intentions: "Are you... okay?" But the person opposite him didn't pay attention to him at all, his mouth was tightly closed, and he didn't say a word. He picked up the hammer with both hands, kicked off the ground, and attacked Wu Fan. When Wu Fan saw this, he quickly raised his knife to block it. But I never thought that although this person was thin, he was very powerful. One blow knocked him back a few steps, and his hands were slightly numb.
Wu Fan did not dare to take it lightly again. He pulled forward with the knife in his right hand and stabbed the man directly in the ribs. But the man used the sledgehammer in his hand like a ball of cotton, and blocked the big knife with a clang. Then he pushed forward, swung his arm, and turned the top with the meteor hammer. He pressed forward step by step, directly neutralizing all Wu Fan's attacks. Wu Fan jumped away, dodged left and right, and when his back was turned to him, he stood up with the blade and only explored his lower body.
The man was whipped by the back of the knife, his body tilted, and the sledgehammer in his hand slipped out by more than a foot. Then, as if nothing had happened, he jumped up, picked up the sledgehammer, and threw it towards Wu Fan's face, killing Wu Fan! There was a burst of exclamations on the stage, and there were many exclamations. The incident happened suddenly, and someone on the stage wanted to stop it, but it was too late. Wu Fan bent his legs, put the tip of the knife on the ground, and leaned back. The sledgehammer flew past Wu Fan's nose and hit the stone tablet in the corner of the competition stage. There were faint signs of cracking.
Wu Fan saw that this man was attacking fiercely and killing him with hammer blows, but he couldn't control his anger and slashed at the man's body with one knife. But without the sledgehammer, this man was like a mad dog without a chain. He was more flexible. He punched Wu Fan in the stomach with one punch, knocking him back to the edge of the ring. Looking at this man's fists, he didn't know how long it was. Two iron fists were put on out of thin air.
"Golden Jue! It's Golden Jue! There are actually disciples who know the Five Elements Jue in Xifeng! It's strange that they are not so arrogant!" someone on the stage shouted. Wu Fan was stunned when he heard this, why are people who have learned the Five Elements Jue so secretive? Could it be that they all like to play tricks that are unexpected? Then he eased the pain, picked up the big knife, and rushed to the opposite side.
After this battle with him, Wu Fan always felt that something was wrong in his heart. If it was a golden technique, he felt that it was very weird to use it. If not, it was indeed transformed into shape. When he got close, his face looked very tired, but his strength had never diminished. Just when Wu Fan was thinking wildly, he only felt a clang, and his sword was finally smashed by an iron fist.
Amidst the flying knife chips, a pair of dark and shiny fists, like two black dragons, reached directly in front of Wu Fan, but when they were less than an inch away from his body, they could no longer move forward. I saw that the man's legs were entangled with mud, and then the mud continued to spread upwards as if it was alive, directly wrapping his whole person into a mud ball. It is not very accurate to say that it looks like a mud ball. It is better to say that it looks like a mud ball. It looks like a snowman, after all, there is still a panting housework hanging out.
Although it looked very funny, no one could laugh. After comparing this game, my tricks were like child's play. The golden tactics, the earth tactics, plus the ice tactics that Nanfeng didn't reveal, could it be a jade pot? Is Zong expected to rise again?
Lu Chun, who was peeping secretly in the corner, was about to hum a tune. This secret technique seemed to be stuck in his throat. He almost killed this kid several times. He thought he was lucky, but he didn't expect it. There was something there. Lu Chun lost his mind in anger, staring at the Xifeng disciple and mumbling something. The disciple looked startled, then hesitated and nodded slowly, and his mouth moved as if he had swallowed something.
When he was about to declare Wu Fan's victory, he saw a sudden change in this disciple. His face was very ferocious, as if he was in extreme pain, and then his eyes turned blood red and he said: "I'm sorry! I can't lose." Ah!!" I saw the clods of earth surrounding him exploded in all directions with a loud bang. The man who was originally thin now became particularly strong. He was now several heads taller than Wu Fan. His muscles were bulging and his veins were exposed. Just now The thin man is now like a wild beast.
Wu Fan's heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong. It seemed that Master Yunlang hadn't found conclusive evidence yet. He suddenly understood something in his heart. No wonder Xifeng has been quiet these days. It turned out to be Lu Chun who wanted to trap me to death. , and then look at the disciple opposite, whose body is slowly covered with a layer of iron armor and approaching him. The thing he faces has been upgraded from a beast to an iron mountain! Wu Fan also planned to give it a try, thinking: Lu Laogou, this should be your last killer move!
When Lu Chun saw this situation, he was also secretly surprised. He didn't expect the effect of this medicine to be so obvious. Sooner or later, the forbidden medicines and forbidden techniques would be found on him, and he would no longer be able to exist in the Jade Pot Sect. This matter has been dealt with. Just follow the master who gave you the medicine! Lu Chun originally wanted to run away, but he still had plenty of time. If he didn't see Wu Fan being killed, he really couldn't feel at ease!
"Is this also the Jade Pot Clan secret?" "I don't think so. He seemed to have swallowed something just now!" The crowd on the stage was also excited. "What's going on?" an elder asked, but everyone looked confused. At this moment, Master Yunlang walked over from a distance, "Elders, please be patient. I believe Wu Fan can handle it." , now please see what this is?"
On the competition stage, Wu Fan saw the iron mountain slowly approaching. He retreated and thought: If the fire technique can be used, I can give him a teppanyaki directly. But now I can only expose the earth skills, but it can't cause any real damage on the surface. I raised my head and glanced at Zhenren Yunlang again. I saw him talking unhurriedly as if talking to the elders, and I felt secretly aggrieved. , Master, you are so poisonous, why don’t you help your disciple solve this problem first?
When Wu Fan saw Tieshan leaping up towards him and punching him, he no longer had the intention to think about other things and quickly concentrated on facing the problem in front of him. So he built a wall in front of him to block his attack, but a hole was smashed into the wall like tofu. Although Tieshan's attack power was very powerful, he was much clumsier now that he had put on the body. Wu Fan saw that his movements were slow, and when his forward attack missed, he jumped directly to the side and shouted: "Tu Lai !”
A huge boulder appeared out of nowhere behind Tieshan and smashed him to the ground. He roared angrily, turned around and raised the boulder to hit Wufan! Wu Fan thought to himself, "Oh no!" Isn't this just a slap in the face when he recited the Earth Jue? Hurry to the side and hide. Although Tieshan's movements were slow and there was no threat to him for the time being, he could not feel tired. He could not do anything if he exhausted all his energy, and he could not match him head-on, which put Wu Fan into a difficult situation.
But at this time, after fighting for a long time, the wind suddenly started blowing up on the competition stage, and the dust on the ground was blown away in the wind, directly covering Wufan and Tieshan. Tieshan, who was approaching Wufan, actually slowed down temporarily. Then the dust dispersed, and Wu Fan appeared in the field of vision again. The iron mountain was shaking and rushing towards Wu Fan! When Wu Fan saw this, he couldn't help but shout in his heart: Yes!
