Luo Fu's actions caused a moderate storm of public opinion.
More people expressed their confusion about Luo Fu.
"Luo Fu took the initiative to save Ku Fangzhou? This shows that he had already saved Ku Fangzhou when he killed him."
"But why would he do this? Due to the rules of Floating Island No. 1, he clearly does not have to do this and will not violate the terms of the transaction."
"As for the various forces surrounding him in the secret trial, even if he kills him a hundred times, it's not an exaggeration."
"In my opinion, he should be afraid of fellow Taoist Kuchanzi, so he took the initiative to show his kindness."
"Indeed, I really can't think of a better explanation."
On the Fushan Mountain of Wuliang Buddhism, Ku Chanzi rushed into the dojo immediately, helped up Ku Fangzhou who was rescued by Luo Fu, and inspected it carefully.
After it was confirmed that Ku Fangzhou was indeed rescued by Luo Fu.
Only then did Kuchanzi let out a long sigh of relief.
He stood up, took a deep look at Luo Fu, and clasped his hands together: "That's good, that's good."
"It seems that you have surrendered to the poor monk."
"Otherwise, you have no obligation to rescue Junior Brother Fang Zhou."
Luo Fu laughed dumbly, an imperceptible look of disappointment flashed between his brows, and he rose into the air to return to Penglai Shenzong Fushan.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, with a hint of mockery.
But what he was mocking didn't look like Kuchanzi's self-righteousness.
Kuchanzi also noticed the change in Luo Fu's expression, frowned slightly, and said to Luo Fu's back: "What, the poor monk said it wrong?"
"Isn't it because you were afraid of the poor monk that you took action to rescue Junior Brother Fang Zhou?"
Luo Fu's voice froze for a moment. He did not look back and said in a calm tone: "You must do what you promised."
"What, is it that the word "faithfulness" has become so cheap that it is about to be ridiculed?"
"Kuchchanzi, you and I have different paths."
Different road non-phase plan.
Luo Fu had no desire to continue the conversation and left the dojo without looking back.
After Kuchanzi thought deeply about Luo Fu's words, he showed a scornful expression.
Faith?
How many veins of ore is it worth?
How many lives is it worth?
Later, Ku Chanzi supported Ku Fangzhou, who had narrowly escaped death, and left the dojo.
In the direction of Penglai Shenzong, the atmosphere was oppressive and suffocating.
Luo Fu defeated Ku Fangzhou and officially advanced to the top seven. This meant that the Penglai Divine Sect had reached another peak.
Even if all the Penglai Shenzong's contestants withdraw from the competition now, they will at least get seventh place.
This is definitely a great event worth celebrating.
But now, no one in the Penglai Divine Sect, from the sect leader, to the Holy Lao Tuan, to the Tian Sect disciples, can be happy.
Especially Sect Leader Nalan, whose nervous look was even more tinged with sadness.
second round.
Floating Island No. 2.
Penglai Shenzong, Nalan Ruoqing.
Battle.
The Xuanqing Taoist Gate is completely traceless!
Nalan Ruoqing jumped into the air, left Penglai Shenzong Fushan, and arrived at the dojo.
Looking at the departing back of his biological daughter, Sect Master Nalan looked sad and said nothing.
Fang Luxuan came to Luo Fu sadly and whispered: "We are afraid that we will lose Ruoqing in this battle."
"I have begged her several times, but she still refused to agree to withdraw."
Wan Wuhen is recognized as one of the strongest three holy sons, and is also regarded as the strongest among the three holy sons by default.
And Nalan Ruoqing only has the ninth level of Palace God.
What this means is naturally self-evident.
Luo Fu's expression was very relaxed, and he nodded with a smile: "Nalan Fu's temperament will indeed not agree to such a request."
Fang Luxuan noticed that Luo Fu used Nalan Ruoqing's previous pseudonym, Nalan Fu.
Indeed, the former Nalan Fu was indeed an extremely stubborn person.
Perhaps because she was carrying the mountain of having her biological father as the sect leader, Nalan Ruoqing was extremely strong and desperately wanted to prove herself.
She is not as hot-tempered as Fang Qingxue, but in terms of stubbornness, she is no less stubborn than Fang Qingxue.
"Aren't you worried?" Fang Luxuan asked puzzledly.
Luo Fu smiled calmly: "Don't worry, there is at least a 70% chance that Ruo Qing will not die."
Fang Luxuan'e frowned slightly: "But you killed Wan Jun, the Holy Son of Xuanqing Dao Sect, and Wan Wuhen had no reason to let Ruo Qing go."
Luo Fu smiled and said, "He will."
Fang Luxuan asked curiously: "Why?"
Luo Fu said: "Leave it to me."
Fang Luxuan looked at Luo Fu in surprise. She found that she could not understand the mysterious man in front of her more and more.
Sometimes, some of the things Luo Fu said were baffling.
But in the end, it will come true.
Fang Luxuan did not continue to ask. She knew that there was no point in continuing to ask.
Luo Fu is not a god, and his words cannot determine the direction of the game.
As the second game begins.
Wan Wuhen and Nalan Ruoqing have both teleported to the No. 2 floating island.
Immediately, the leader of Wuliang Sect announced the independent rules of Floating Island No. 2.
"In the cruel trial of the Great Secret Realm, there are many factors that can interfere with you."
"Among them, some unnecessary noises will also affect your mentality."
"So, these are the independent rules for Floating Island No. 2."
"The two of you on Floating Island No. 2 will hear the voices of the audience in the Holy Son Dojo."
"Then now, the game begins."
The words just fell.
The originally quiet floating island No. 2 immediately erupted in noisy discussions.
Nalan Ruoqing's ears suddenly heard all the sounds in the dojo.
Even the spectators in the dojo were surprised by this novel rule.
"Ah? Does this mean that all the comments and even curses the audience has about them can be heard by them?"
"You have missed the key to the problem. The key is that such rules allow people outside the court to directly guide them."
"Holy shit, really!"
In an instant, most of the eyes in the audience were directed in the direction of Penglai Shenzong Fushan.
Only the weak need to be coached from the sidelines. Obviously, Nalan Ruoqing is this weak.
Here, Luo Fu nodded slightly and said to Fang Luxuan: "Now, I am 100% sure that Ruoqing will not die."
The scene at this time was very quiet.
And Luo Fu's words directly arrived at the No. 2 floating island.
"100% sure?" Wan Wuhen obviously heard this sentence and raised his head and laughed: "Luo Fu, how many lives have I lived, but I have never seen someone as arrogant as you."
"Do you think that the gap in strength can be made up by off-field guidance alone?"
"Okay, I'll break your confidence now!"
Say it.
Wan Wuhen suddenly focused his attention on Nalan Ruoqing in front of him and said, "Nalan Ruoqing."
"Because of what Luo Fu said so arrogantly, you must die."
"If you want to hate, then hate him."
"Ninth-level immortal arts - Yuqing, Lihentian, Bagua Fire Palm!"
As Wan Wuhen's ninth-level magic was performed, the void suddenly opened up in the sky thousands of feet above the ground!
In the cracked vast void, there is a huge shadow of the Bagua Diagram, vastly sailing out.
Wan Wuhen quickly formed seals with his hands and shouted sternly: "Fuck it!"
Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui!
Turn it into gold!
The huge Bagua phantom rumbled and turned.
Immediately, a hundred-foot-long golden palm emerged from the Eight Diagrams figure!
Wan Wuhen suddenly changed his seals and shouted sternly: "Li Huo!"
The Eight Diagrams image immediately changed the way it rotated, and an endless sea of fire emerged from the image.
The sea of fire, combined with the golden palm, suddenly turned the red sea of fire into the terrifying Bagua Jinyan!
A flaming golden palm, overwhelming the sky and the earth, struck down towards Nalan Ruoqing.
That terrifying golden flame seems to contain enough damage to destroy all things.
When the palm fell from a thousand feet high in the sky.
Its astonishing firepower took the lead in baking the earth, causing everything within a thousand feet of the two of them to be burned to ashes!
Nalan Ruoqing himself also felt as if he was in an alchemy furnace!
The dangerous heat made her blood boil, and her white and tender skin was burned in excruciating pain.
Nalan Ruoqing immediately realized that the traceless golden flame was by no means an ordinary flame.
She felt that Jin Yan was even "reshaping" her body structure.
If she continues to withstand the heat, the final result will be that she will be turned into a "human elixir"!
And if that terrifying giant golden palm were to actually hit her, the consequences could be imagined.
Nalan Ruoqing didn't dare to slack off at all. The unbearable heat of the golden fire made her eager to cool down.
The willow eyebrows stood up, and she yelled: "Ninth-level Yaochi Immortal Technique - Extreme North Black Ice, Kunlun Cold Seal!"
A pair of slender jade hands, pinched into the shape of lotus fingers.
As a pair of white tender jade hands touched each other, they formed a strange handprint.
All of a sudden.
Pure white extremely cold air was released from Nalan Ruoqing's body.
These extremely cold air are extremely heavy.
Once vented, it quickly fell to the ground and gathered into a river.
Exposed to the cold air, Nalan Ruoqing's pain from being burned suddenly eased dozens of times.
After she was able to catch her breath, she immediately raised her arm and pointed her right hand to the sky, pointing at the giant golden palm crushing down from the sky.
call!
The rushing cold air, moved by Nalan Ruoqing's thoughts, immediately gathered into an icy pillar of air, rising into the sky!
The air column was straight and strong, exuding a terrifying chill that could freeze everything.
The audience even saw that when the cold air column penetrated the sky, even the space where it passed was frozen with crystal frost.
Space is an invisible and qualityless existence.
When the space was frozen, a dense vein of cold air appeared, moving away into the air in all directions.
And those veins of cold air formed a strange picture, like pieces of hexagonal mirrors, formed into one piece, like a tortoise shell print.
The next moment.
Nalan Ruoqing's pillar of extremely cold energy suddenly sprayed into the palm of Wanwuhen's huge golden palm.
Jin Yan and Han Qi started a fierce duel.
However, Wan Wuhen's giant golden palm seems to be better.
Nalan Ruoqing's extremely cold air column was continuously sprayed on the giant palm, but only a small patch appeared on the palm, similar to the black spots produced when the flame was extinguished.
But the black spot, no matter what, failed to spread.
Moreover, the pillar of extremely cold air had tried its best to push up the giant palm of Jin Yan.
But the giant golden palm seemed like the sky was falling, unshakable.
The huge palm was only slowed down by 30%, but it still continued to beat down.
Nalan Ruoqing's face changed color and she was eager to form seals again to release more cold energy.
But in terms of time, it was already too late.
Jin Yan's giant palm was slowed down by 30%, but its speed was still astonishing, reaching four hundred feet in an instant!
In two seconds, it was pressed down eight hundred feet!
The giant golden palm was only two hundred feet away from Nalan Ruoqing.
And being roasted at such a close range caused Nalan Ruoqing's whole body to burst into flames for no reason!
The painful heat made her feel as if she was defenseless and in front of the sun!
She felt that even the structure of the meridians in her body seemed to be going crazy!
Terrified, Nalan Ruoqing no longer dared to fight against the giant golden palm, and hurriedly gave up on the Immortal Movement and fled the scene as soon as possible.
She suddenly turned into a blast of cold air and shot towards the back.
At the same time, the giant palm, which had lost the resistance of the extremely cold air, instantly regained its ultimate speed.
boom!
The giant golden palm hits the earth!
All the audience saw the moment when the giant palm hit the ground.
There was a thin stream of white air that fled out of the palm.
But the next moment, the rolling sea of golden flames caught up and completely engulfed that lone piece of cold air.
