"My God, Junior Brother Luo Fu is too strong."
The fifty thousand disciples of the Four Arts Qiankun Pavilion were all dumbfounded and could not believe what they saw.
Chief Concubine Nangong was equally shocked, her beautiful eyes filled with inexplicable colors.
At this moment, Concubine Nangong realized that she could no longer see through Luo Fu.
No, even, she had never seen through Luo Fu.
She even suspected that Luo Fu was not a "person" at all.
How could someone achieve the status of the Four Immortals in the four arts at the age of sixteen! ?
Even after achieving such results, his combat skills were so incredible.
"Impossible, impossible." Concubine Nangong shook her head repeatedly: "This is impossible for a normal person to achieve."
Luo Fu's victory shocked Concubine Nangong, who should have been extremely surprised, but was so shocked that she could not recover.
So scary!
Even as Concubine Nangong, as the chief of Luo Fu, she was still frightened by Luo Fu.
But, other directions.
What Luo Fu said before he walked off the stage made the chiefs of the eight major sects feel provoked and angry, and the veins on their eyebrows jumped.
How arrogant!
How many outstanding disciples were sent from the eight major sects, and Luo Fu accepted them all?
The chief of the Wuxiang Beast Pavilion, Yan Beichuan, suddenly became furious and shouted: "No, there is definitely something wrong with this!"
"Chief Bai Xianhe, I suspect that Luo Fu must have cheated. He must have secretly swallowed the all-attribute elixir!"
In the sky, Bai Xianhe had a gloomy face, but he remained silent.
Yan Beichuan saw this and shouted: "The traitor Luo Fu has extremely superb attainments in the four arts. He must have a way to escape the detection of Tenglong Table!"
"Chief Wang Baixianhe clearly understands everything and starts again..."
"That's enough!" Bai Xianhe shouted coldly, interrupting Yan Beichuan.
Yan Beichuan was choked and stunned.
Bai Xianhe glanced at Yan Beichuan with his cold eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"
"That thief Luo Fu didn't use any attribute skills at all. He didn't even use any skills!"
"Your own disciple is not strong enough, so it doesn't matter if you are embarrassed, why are you dragging me along with you to embarrass yourself!"
Immediately afterwards, Bai Xianhe sent a message: "Before you speak next time, use your brain first! Don't tell him he only says stupid things!"
Yan Beichuan was so choked that his face turned red and he remained silent.
Turning around, Yan Beichuan looked at Luo Fu with vicious eyes.
He suppressed his eating at Bai Xianhe and transferred his anger to Luo Fu.
Soon, the first round of the track competition ended.
490 Taoist platforms, all battles ended.
Bai Xianhe arrived through the air, scanning the battle results below with his eyes. His angry eyes focused on Luo Fu for a moment.
When he thought of Luo Fu's ridicule to the eight chiefs including him when he left the Taoist platform, he felt angry.
After taking a deep breath, Bai Xianhe calmed down and said: "Now, all the promoted disciples will put their weapons and magic weapons back on the Tenglong table."
"If it is a weapon or magic weapon that will no longer be used in the next game, it will be returned to the spiritual ring."
The 490 disciples who successfully advanced came to the Tenglong table one after another.
Suddenly, a disciple looked up at Bai Xianhe. He held two flying swords in his hands and said, "Chief Bai Xianhe, this disciple has a question."
"In the previous battle, the disciple not only got his own flying sword on the treasure tower, but also snatched the opponent's flying sword."
"Then...this opponent's flying sword should..."
Bai Xianhe silently glanced at the disciple and said: "Since there is a treasure grabbing step, naturally, after seizing the opponent's weapons and magic weapons, they will be yours."
"Even if the battle is over, the opponent's weapons will still belong to you."
"There is no need to return it to the other party's clan."
"Ah! Thank you, Chief Bai!" The disciple holding two flying swords was immediately ecstatic.
Not far away, the disciple who had his flying sword taken away left the field in despair.
Among the other disciples participating in the competition, some were happy and some were worried.
After taking away the opponent's weapons and magic weapons, there is no need to return them!
This rule makes the powerful disciples overjoyed.
The disciples who are not strong enough face the dual crisis of being eliminated and losing their weapons and magic weapons.
Subsequently.
Intermission, one hour.
An hour later.
Bai Xianhe arrived as scheduled and said loudly: "According to the rules of the last round of Tao Tai competition, all contestants will go to the Tenglong table."
All the promoted disciples arrived at the Tenglong table.
There was no need for Bai Xianhe to remind him this time. All the disciples, in tacit agreement, handed over the weapons and magic weapons they were about to use to the female disciple in front of them.
Then, the 490 promoted disciples stepped across the Tenglong table and were tested.
This time, no one dared to hide weapons and magic weapons secretly.
"Next, let's start the lottery ceremony." Bai Xianhe released a stream of light, which split into four hundred and ninety.
Each contestant activates the light ball above his head.
This time, the number above Luo Fu's head was "No. 55."
"Go to the platform!"
Following Bai Xianhe's instructions, Luo Fu stepped onto the platform No. 55.
At this moment, all the inner sect disciples in the audience looked towards Taoist Platform No. 55.
Two female disciples came to the side of Taoist Platform No. 55.
One of the female disciples, holding a "Xiaoyao Fan" in both hands, jumped up and hung the magic fan on the eaves of the treasure tower.
The other female disciple, corresponding to Luo Fu, stood motionless next to the Taoist platform just like the previous round.
Her hands were still empty.
"Ah! Luo Fu still doesn't plan to use any weapons or magic weapons this time!"
"This kid is really annoying. Damn, isn't he afraid of meeting a powerful person from the Heavenly Ranking?"
"Let's take a quick look and see who Luo Fu's opponent is!"
"Hahahaha, Luo Fu's opponent this round is actually Mo Donglin, the tenth strongest disciple of Tiandao Wuliang Pavilion and the twenty-second strongest person on the Heavenly Ranking!"
"I didn't expect that Luo Fu and the powerful people at the top of the Heavenly Ranking would meet so soon, and they are also enemies!"
"There's a good show to watch!"
In the first stage, when climbing the Tenglong Town Mountain Tower, the Heavenly Dao Wuliang Pavilion and the Four Skills Qiankun Pavilion were facing each other tit for tat, leaving no escape route.
The Heavenly Dao Boundless Pavilion defeated a total of 999 participating disciples of the Four Arts Qiankun Pavilion.
Luo Fu of the Four Arts Qiankun Pavilion defeated the 990 disciples of the Tiandao Wuliang Pavilion, leaving only the ten strongest ones.
The relationship between these two major sects has come to an end, and they will definitely end up fighting to the death.
Road No. 55.
Mo Donglin!
Mo Donglin, half-smiling but not smiling, glanced at Luo Fu gloomily, and then looked up at the treasure tower No. 55.
When he saw his Xiaoyao fan hanging alone on the eaves, he smiled coldly.
"Luo Fu."
Mo Donglin hugged his shoulders and stared at Luo Fu with contempt: "I heard that you have Buddha attributes and are good at using the power of Buddha?"
"Very good. What I possess is the Tao attribute, which is in conflict with your Buddha attribute."
"Today, I am going to compete with you to see whether your Buddha's power is stronger or my Tao's power is stronger!"
"Don't blame me for being ruthless, it's just your head that's so valuable!"
"Oh, right."
Mo Donglin raised his eyebrows slightly and said jokingly: "I almost forgot that you also have the recipe for all-attribute elixirs."
"Well, how about you hand over the alchemy book now, and I will only torture you for half an hour? That's kind enough."
"Dong Lin..." Di Yang glanced at the Taoist platform in the distance with a complex expression.
"Unexpectedly, this was the second round of the Daotai competition, and Luo Fu would meet Dong Lin."
Di Yang shook his head and sighed.
Di Yang, who is also a disciple of the Tiandao Wuliang Pavilion and the strongest disciple, is naturally very aware of Mo Donglin's strength.
"What?" Not far away, among the sisters of the Yu family, Yu Wanhong flashed a cold look: "Di Yang, are you worried about Luo Fu?"
The tone of these words was very unkind.
Di Yang glanced at Yu Wanhong lightly: "I'm just sorry that I can't defeat Luo Fu with my own hands."
"You also know Donglin's strength. I'm afraid that Luo Fu won't even be able to survive."
Yu Wanhong sneered: "You'd better think so. Don't forget, Luo Fu is our chief's father-killer and son-killer enemy."
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Road No. 55.
Mo Donglin pointed at Luo Fu and shouted: "Luo Fu, do you dare to ask me to retrieve the weapons!"
From the moment Luo Fu stepped onto the Taoist platform, he remained silent and watched Mo Donglin's nonsense.
At this time, Mo Donglin actually made such a shameless request.
But Luo Fu still stood with his hands behind his back, noncommittal.
Upon seeing this, Mo Donglin immediately jumped up and jumped towards the treasure tower.
Throughout the entire process, Mo Donglin always maintained a defensive posture, ready to receive Luo Fu's sneak attack at any time.
However, Luo Fu remained motionless until Mo Donglin retrieved the fan and landed on the ground again.
When Mo Donglin stepped on the ground with his feet, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
He stared at the fan in his hand excitedly, and suddenly laughed loudly at Luo Fu: "You idiot who doesn't care about life and death, you actually agreed to let me get the weapon back."
"Do you know what this is?"
Mo Donglin pointed to the fan in his hand and said excitedly: "This is the best treasure, the Wuji Xiaoyao Fan!"
"I have carefully studied your Buddha's Power technique a long time ago. Although your Thousand Buddha Palm is powerful, its execution speed is too slow!"
"However, this Wuji Xiaoyao Fan can not only triple my skill casting speed, but also triple my attack speed!"
"I can kill you before your Buddha's palm falls!"
"Haha, my skills and the Wuji Xiaoyao Fan can defeat your Sumeru Buddha!"
"You, pay the price for your stupidity!"
"The sub-immortal level, the Qiankun Immortal Killing Code - the seventh level, the Three Pure Immortals Killing Code!"
Many disciples of Tiandao Wuliang Pavilion exclaimed excitedly.
"Holy shit, Senior Brother Mo Donglin has actually mastered the sub-immortal level skills to the seventh level in such a short period of time!"
"As expected of the 22nd strongest person on the Heavenly List!"
"The Luo Fu thief has no weapons, no pills, and only has the fourth level of palace soul. How can he fight with Senior Brother Donglin!"
"Senior Brother Donglin, kill him!"
Amid the cheers of cheers from his fellow disciples, Mo Donglin showed an extremely confident expression, and then, the power of the Palace Soul's Great Perfection erupted from his body.
The next moment.
The massive power of Tao caused the No. 55 Tao Platform with a diameter of three thousand feet to suddenly appear on the surface of the earth, a huge Bagua Diagram of a thousand feet!
The Bagua diagram is spread out on the ground, shining with dazzling Dao brilliance!
Immediately afterwards, the light of the Bagua Diagram rose to another level.
A massive amount of Daohui quickly formed three figures behind Mo Donglin!
Those were three phantoms of monks wearing Qiankun Taoist robes and holding flying swords condensed with the power of Tao!
The shadows of the three monks each reached a height of six hundred feet!
However, it seemed that in order to launch a faster attack and to withstand the Buddha's palm falling from the sky later, the shadows of the three 600-foot monks quickly shrank to about ten feet.
However, the reduced height of the phantom does not mean that the strength is weakened. On the contrary, the essence is concentrated and the power is not reduced!
"Hiss... it's so fast. Mo Donglin's release speed is really fast!"
"Oh my god, his power of Tao actually condensed three phantoms! This is so unbelievable!"
Since the competition, it is not uncommon for powerful contestants to use their various attributes to condense real physical shadows and fight.
However, usually there is only one entity and phantom condensed by the technique.
Previously, Wang Zhonghai from the Phaseless Beast Pavilion could only condense a night leopard fantasy beast.
It is rare to be able to unite two of them.
But Mo Donglin condensed three of them at once!
Sanqing kills the immortals!
Mo Donglin looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "You little beast Luofu, release your Sumeru Buddha!"
"I swear, I can kill you before your Buddha's palm comes slowly!"
Opposite him, Luo Fu watched Mo Donglin's performance calmly, but there was no unexpected reaction on his face.
It seemed that Mo Donglin had gathered three monks with the power of Tao, which was not a big surprise to Luo Fu.
"Who told you that I only know the Great Buddha Sumeru and this Buddha attribute technique?"
Luo Fu said calmly.
"Ah!?" Mo Donglin's expression suddenly changed.
All the disciples in the inner sect were stunned!
