Inside the Holy Son Dojo.
Wan Wuhen stood in the dojo, holding his shoulders and staring coldly at Luo Fu on the big screen.
"Luo Fu, you are very lucky to have escaped me."
"However, your luck cannot always be this good."
"When you meet me, Wan Wuhen, it's you who will pay the price for your unabashed words!"
On the big screen, Floating Island No. 7!
Everyone, focus.
On the floating island, Luo Fu and Fei Zhong stood opposite each other.
Next to the two of them, there was a simple black book suspended in the air.
at this time.
The master of Wuliang Sect in the dojo jumped up and escaped into the void!
The next moment.
On the big screen, Floating Island No. 7, with an oval-shaped twisted void, appeared.
The leader of Wuliang Sect stepped out from the twisted void.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect swept his gaze across Luo Fu and Fei Zhong, and said, "You have chosen Floating Island No. 7."
"Now, announce the independent rules for Floating Island No. 7."
"Please read this book."
The leader of the Wuliang Sect pointed at the black ancient book in the air: "This is a first-order true immortal level technique suitable for the palace god realm."
"In the following time, you two can only use the techniques in this book to fight."
"You can also adapt it based on this technique. As for how to adapt it, it depends on your own attainments."
"Except for this technique, all means, weapons, magic weapons, and even pure attribute power attacks are prohibited."
The leader of Wuliang Sect continued: "Now, let's talk about the rules."
"During the battle, you all have two opportunities to call a pause, and each pause lasts for one day."
"Secondly, admitting defeat and escaping from the floating island will not end the battle."
"Unless the other party is willing to let you live."
"The fighting time is stipulated as ten days."
"Next, our sect leader will activate the time formation on the floating island. One day outside is equivalent to ten days on the island."
"Now, on Floating Island No. 7, the Daotai competition officially begins!"
After saying this, the leader of the Wuliang Sect escaped into the void and returned to the Saint Son's dojo.
The Holy Son Dojo was quiet.
Murong Yan asked curiously: "Huh? This kind of rule is obviously extremely detrimental to my brother Luo Fu."
"You can even figure it out with your heels. Brother Luo Fu has such a heaven-defying ability to leapfrog. He must have mastered ninth-level magic, or even divine magic!"
"But the mechanism of Floating Island No. 7 is equivalent to directly obliterating my brother Luo Fu's only skill advantage."
"My brother Luo Fu will definitely die."
Murong Yan revealed the secret with one word!
Fang Luxuan immediately stood up, clasped her fists and said, "Master Wuliang Sect, I protest!"
"My sect, Luo Fu, is only at the sixth level of the Palace God. If he is not allowed to use his own skills, his ability to leapfrog will..."
Before Fang Luxuan could finish her words, the leader of the Wuliang Sect waved his hand and interrupted, saying: "Luo Fu is the sixth level palace god. Whose fault is it?"
"The mechanism of Floating Island No. 7 has been decided for a long time and is not temporarily formulated for Luo Fu."
Fang Luxuan gritted her teeth and couldn't say any more.
Wan Wuhen chuckled: "For the Holy Son Ceremony, Luo Fu, who is at the sixth level of the Palace God, was not forced to come to compete. He feels that his level is low, so he doesn't have to come."
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Floating Island No. 7.
The moment the leader of the Wuliang Sect left, Fei Zhong, the holy son of the Xuanqing Taoist Sect, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "God helps me, God really helps me!"
"Luo Fu, hahahaha, you are dead!"
"You still don't know something? I, Fei Zhong, have always been good at my martial arts!"
"Whether it is creating exercises, adapting exercises, or practicing exercises, they are all top-notch in our Taiqing Dao Sect!"
The words end here.
The suspended black book suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
Immediately afterwards, the simple black book opened its pages on its own.
Streams of light shot out from the book, and densely packed text formulas were arranged in the sky.
At the top of the formula is the name and introduction of the technique.
The first-level true immortal level skill: Duoluoye Finger.
Skill attributes: None.
Further down, there are densely packed formulas.
Fei Zhong was ecstatic: "It turns out to be a rare, non-attributed technique!"
"Haha, this skill is simply tailor-made for this Holy Son!"
Non-attribute skills are extremely rare, which means that monks can adapt them at will and adapt the attributes they are best at.
For Fei Zhong, who was known for his accomplishments in martial arts, this was like adding more wings to a tiger.
However, compared to Fei Zhong who was so excited that he forgot himself.
Luo Fu's side has always been calm.
When Fei Zhong was brazenly expressing his advantages, Luo Fu just glanced at Fei Zhong lightly, and then looked at the dense formula.
After reading all the formulas.
Luo Fu didn't make any unnecessary moves, just sat down on the ground and started practicing.
When Fei Zhong saw this, he sneered and said, "Comparing the speed of cultivation with this holy son, why do you need to do so much more?"
"It doesn't matter, I just want you to give up!"
After saying this, Fei Zhong immediately sat cross-legged and concentrated on practicing Duoluoye Finger Technique.
In the blink of an eye, a day passed on Floating Island No. 7.
In the Holy Son Dojo, public opinion has long been boiling.
However, except for Luo Fu and Fei Zhong, all the other exercises that the audience saw were deliberately blurred, and the specific words could not be seen clearly.
Dongfang Wan'er came to Fang Lucuan and whispered: "Luxuan, you don't have to be too desperate."
"Although Luo Fu is not as good as Fei Zhong, he still has a chance to win."
"As long as Luo Fu can cultivate his finger power before Fei Zhong, he can defeat Fei Zhong."
Fang Qingxue also interjected: "Yes, if Fei Zhong fails to perfect a single move and is attacked first by Luo Fu, then Fei Zhong's realm advantage will be gone."
Without a chance to attack, he could only be beaten passively.
Obviously, all the viewers are aware of this.
Countless eyes were staring nervously at Luo Fu and Fei Zhong.
Everyone is guessing who can master the first fingering method first.
At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Look, someone is taking action!"
Floating Island No. 7.
Among the two people who were practicing the technique.
One of them, after practicing for a day and a night, suddenly jumped up and started running his skills on the spot, preparing to attack.
And this person is surprisingly... Fei Zhong!
When seeing this scene.
All the monks of the Penglai Divine Sect were in despair.
Dongfang Wan'er also fell silent.
The two girls, Fang Luxuan and Fang Qingxue, felt their hearts sink!
Fang Luxuan lost her voice and said, "Oh no, Luo Fu's practice speed is one step slower than Fei Zhong's!"
"Luo Fu's palace god is at the sixth level, which is four small levels behind Fei Zhong."
'If he hadn't learned the first level of fingering first, then Luo Fu would have learned the ninth level later. Even if Fei Zhong only learned the first level, Luo Fu would have died..."
Fang Luxuan's heart was ashen.
But see you.
Fei Zhong of Taiqing Dao Sect stood up in one step, and the attribute power in his body began to run wildly.
On the opposite side, Luo Fu remained motionless, completely unable to develop any finger power.
Fei Zhong smiled wildly: "Luo Fu, you are defeated!"
After saying this, Fei Zhong suddenly raised his arm, pointed at Luo Fu, and pointed.
"The Doroye finger points to the first level, and breaks the sky with one finger!"
The violent Origin Power quickly condensed into a dazzling beam of light at the tip of Fei Zhong's index finger.
Immediately afterwards, a straight beam of finger power shot towards Luo Fu.
At this critical moment!
"pause."
Luo Fu used his right to call stop for the first time.
In an instant, a curtain of light protected Luo Fu.
boom!
Fei Zhong's finger power beam hit the light screen and became an ineffective attack.
The Holy Son Dojo was filled with exclamations.
"It's over, Luo Fu took advantage of the opportunity to call stop so quickly!"
"He must be completely behind Fei Zhong!"
After Luo Fu shouted stop.
Fei Zhong didn't waste any time. He immediately sat cross-legged and continued to conquer the second level, the second fingering technique.
"Luo Fu, one day is not enough to change your defeat."
"If I pause for this day, I, Fei Zhong, can still practice."
In the blink of an eye, the second day passed on Floating Island No. 7.
Luo Fu's first timeout right, time expired.
But Luo Fu was still sitting still like an old monk, motionless.
Fei Zhong picked the right time, stood up again, and shouted: "Die to me!"
After saying that, Fei Zhong stretched out his index and middle fingers at the same time: "Duoluoye Finger, second level, both fingers are shattered into pieces!"
Fei Zhong used both fingers to shoot towards Luo Fu with a force that was more powerful than the force of his fingers alone!
"pause."
Luo Fu used his full power to pause for the second time.
boom!
Fei Zhong's attack was blocked by a new light curtain.
Seeing this, Fei Zhong looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha, Luo Fu, you are such a loser. I gave you a chance to survive for two days, but you didn't even learn the first level of fingering!"
"You are such a loser, what's the point of still living!"
"Resisting stubbornly will only add to the jokes!"
"Even if I stop practicing now, you have no chance of winning."
No one can refute Fei Zhong's words.
Even if Fei Zhong learned the first level of finger power and never practiced it again, he would be sure of victory.
It is impossible for the same first-level true immortal technique to provide Luo Fu with the ability to transcend four minor realms.
The third day.
Luo Fu, suspended rights for the second time, time expired.
this moment.
Everyone believed that Luo Fu's death had come.
Even the leader of the Wuliang Sect nodded slightly and said, "It's been three days, and Luo Fu can't even use a single finger."
"It seems that the outcome of Floating Island No. 7 has been decided."
"Fei Zhong should be the one who advances in this Tao Tai competition."
There was silence in the direction of Penglai Shenzong, and every disciple's face was filled with sadness.
Even if Luo Fu used his nine-fold finger power, he would still be dead.
However, Fei Zhong was not in a hurry to take action.
He floated ten feet high and looked down at Luo Fu with a sneer: "Luo Fu, your defeat has been determined and cannot be reversed."
"But I, Fei Zhong, am merciful."
"As long as you give up the rewards of thirty spiritual veins, medicine abyss, and dragon veins, I will spare your life."
As soon as this statement came out.
All the monks of the Penglai Divine Sect stood up.
Sect Master Nalan was even more surprised. He clenched his fists and muttered to himself: "Luo Fu, promise him! Promise him quickly!"
Giving in and abstaining are void.
However, the strong can take the initiative to let the weak live.
Obviously, in the heart of Sect Master Nalan, the combined value of thirty spiritual veins, Yaoyuan, and Dragon Veins is no more than that of Luo Fu alone.
This deal is absolutely acceptable!
Dongfang Wan'er, Fang Luxuan, Fang Qingxue and others also saw new vitality in Luo Fu!
Floating Island No. 7.
Luo Fu's life and death hangs by a thread.
And this thread was firmly grasped by Fei Zhong.
Fei Zhong, a cold light flashed in his eyes: "Luo Fu, answer me!"
"Are you willing to give up the target reward automatically?"
finally.
For three days and three nights, Luo Fu, who remained motionless, slowly stood up.
Fei Zhong saw this and sneered: "It seems that you are ready to accept it. Well, you are wise."
"Now, cut off your meridians, destroy your spiritual palace, go back and become a farmer."
Luo Fu looked at Fei Zhong expressionlessly and said calmly: "Have you said enough?"
"The endless chatter is annoying."
"Give you two choices."
"Death, or a tragic death."
