Fang Luxuan's beautiful eyes widened, and she looked at Luo Fu with admiration.
She found that Luo Fu was right once again.
As expected, Wan Wuhen would not kill Nalan Ruoqing, and the reason for not killing him was the same as what Luo Fu said.
It was because he was afraid of Luo Fu's existence that he would not kill him.
Fang Luxuan nodded. It seemed that Luo Fu's seemingly arrogant words were well-founded.
At this time, the Infinite Sect Master in the sky announced the result of the competition.
"Thirteenth round, second round, winner: Xuanqing Dao Sect, Wan Wuhen."
"Eliminated by: Penglai Shenzong, Nalan Ruoqing."
Once the result was announced, cheers erupted in the Holy Son Dojo.
Those god-level forces that had been eliminated early seemed to have won, waving their fists excitedly.
"Damn it, great! A contestant from the Penglai Shen Sect finally lost once!"
"Damn it, if the Penglai Shenzong people continue to win, won't they be among the top four? Then where will we put our face?"
"As expected of the most powerful saint son of the Xuanqing Dao Sect, Wan Wuhen! It seems that only he can properly kill the people of the Penglai Divine Sect!"
Most of the god-level forces breathed a sigh of relief.
As old-school powerful men, they can even tolerate the strong men of the "three sects" to be the leader for countless times.
But he couldn't tolerate it, life or death, that a guy at the bottom, Penglai Shenzong, could be among the top four.
As for Penglai Shenzong Fushan, the monks of Shenzong also breathed a sigh of relief.
Sect Master Nalan's face did not show too much intense emotional fluctuations, but the gratitude towards Luo Fu in his eyes could not be hidden.
His daughter survived this duel with the strongest Holy Son.
And under Luo Fu's guidance, he showed extremely outstanding performance for all the monks in the world.
"Ruoqing, you are already very strong." Fang Luxuan hurriedly greeted the returning Nalan Ruoqing.
Seeing that Nalan Ruoqing's mood was relatively low, he comforted him: "To be able to successfully implement Luo Fu's instructions requires strong strength as the basis."
Nalan Ruoqing smiled reluctantly and whispered: "Once, I was someone who could stand on the same platform as Luo Fu and compete with each other."
"But now, the gap between me and him has become so big that I have to rely on his guidance and his deterrence against Wan Wuhen in order to survive."
Hearing this, Fang Luxuan's beautiful face was slightly startled, and then she smiled bitterly and said, "What do you mean by this?"
"Do you know that back then, when I returned to the Canglan Ancient Kingdom as an outstanding disciple of the Penglai Divine Sect, he was just a notorious prodigal."
"I was so glorious back then, but now he..."
"Oh, he is such an unpredictable man."
Fang Luxuan said, staring helplessly at Luo Fu's confident profile not far away with her deep eyes.
Once upon a time, in her heart, her dignified Sixth Princess Fang Luxuan would regard Luo Fu's name as a shame even if others discussed it with her.
But today, everything is different.
In the past, people discussed her name, Fang Luxuan, together with Penglai Shenzong, as it was Fang Luxuan's glory.
Now, people discuss Luo Fu's name together with Penglai Shenzong, saying it is the glory of Penglai Shenzong.
Fang Luxuan smiled bitterly in her heart and sighed: I really fulfilled that sentence, don't bully young people into poverty.
Fang Qingxue on the side was also silently staring at Luo Fu's side face.
In the past, in her eyes, Luo Fu's face was undoubtedly disgusting and vulgar.
Now that face is full of confidence and maturity, exuding a brilliance that people can rely on.
Fang Qingxue realized that from now on, as long as Luo Fu is around, it seems that there is no need to worry about all the worst situations.
Because Luo Fu will take care of everything!
"Is he, really, the thief named Luo Fu, the flower picker?" Fang Qingxue muttered in her heart.
At this time, the master of Wuliang Sect in the dojo cleared his voice.
With a kind voice, he said with a smile: "Next, let's proceed to the top 13 competition, the third floating island, and the third showdown."
"The two sides in the duel are Wuliang Buddhist Kuchanzi and Penglai Divine Sect Fang Qingxue."
Whenever it was Kuchanzi's turn to appear, he always made Wuliang Sect Master feel at ease and his mood improved a lot.
He had absolute trust in Kuchanzi.
When Ku Chanzi stood up and prepared to enter the dojo, Ku Fangzhou gritted his teeth and said quietly: "Brother, kill that witch Fang Qingxue!"
Kuchanzi frowned and said displeased: "Luo Fu won't kill you, but I won't kill Fang Qingxue. Everyone has heard of this deal."
"Do you want to make the poor monks laugh and look down upon by fellow Taoists all over the world?"
Ku Fangzhou said harshly: "Why do you care about those illusory reputations!"
"A truly strong man should do whatever it takes and would rather be a tyrant than a hero!"
Kuchanzi narrowed his eyes, said nothing, and went straight into the dojo.
When Fang Qingxue also arrived at the dojo, the two of them were teleported to Floating Island No. 3.
The leader of the Wuliang Sect swept his pleased gaze towards Kuchanzi.
And announced: "Now, the leader of this sect announces the independent rules of Floating Island No. 3."
"This battle is called: the battle of trump cards."
"Please look here."
The leader of Wuliang Sect waved his cassock slowly, and seven or forty-nine streams of light flew out from the spiritual ring.
After these forty-nine streams of light rose into the air, they hovered motionless.
Astonishingly, there were forty-nine top-grade Yazun-level talismans in seven rows and seven columns!
The leader of Wuliang Sect pointed at the forty-nine talismans and said: "Before the competition begins, the contestants from both sides must each choose a talisman to use in the battle."
"These forty-nine talismans have different functions, some are used for attack, some are used for defense, and there are even some talismans with special effects."
"After you and I have selected the talisman, there is no need to announce it to the public."
"At the same time, it is up to both of you to decide whether to use the talismans in your hands."
"In order to show fairness and justice, these forty-nine talismans are all provided by Taicang Holy Realm."
"Even the master of this sect doesn't know the specific functions and order of these talismans."
After hearing this, the audience hurriedly looked at the talismans floating in the screen on the big screen.
Sure enough, those talismans were all black talismans.
Each talisman is covered by two black talisman papers on the front and back, making it impossible to see the runes on it.
This is a blind selection in the true sense.
That Kuchanzi stood up and said: "Amitabha, poor monk, please volunteer yourself and be the first to choose."
He rested his sight on the array of talismans and examined the appearance of each talisman one by one.
After looking around, he couldn't see any clues, so he randomly selected one and said: "Poor monk, choose the second row, the fourth talisman."
Wuliang Sect Master nodded, waved his hand, and the corresponding talisman flew into Kuchanzi's hand.
Fang Qingxue did not hesitate and said: "I choose the third row, the seventh talisman."
Immediately, the leader of Wuliang Sect also sent this talisman into Fang Qingxue's hands.
Her pretty face was full of curiosity, and she quietly opened the black paper on the talisman at a certain angle and looked inside.
When I saw it, I couldn't help but say "Huh".
Seeing this, the leader of the Wuliang Sect nodded and said, "The black paper attached to the front and back of the talisman has an introduction to the talisman of this Tao."
"If you don't want to reveal your trump card, it's best not to show the contents on the black paper to the other party."
"Of course, if you show it voluntarily, that's okay."
Fang Qingxue immediately put the black paper back together.
On the opposite side, Ku Chanzi also opened the black paper, and after confirming the efficacy of his talisman, he also re-pasted it.
After saying this, the leader of Wuliang Sect left Floating Island No. 3.
The audience at the Holy Son Dojo immediately became very interested and started talking.
"Tell me, what is the function of the talisman they chose?"
"How can I guess here? I am afraid that except for the two of them, even Taicang Holy Realm doesn't know which talisman they chose."
"Haha, in my opinion, fellow Taoist Kuchanzi doesn't need to use talismans at all, and he can easily kill Fang Qingxue."
"Damn it, you forgot the content of his deal with Luo Fu."
At this time, Lu Chen from the Haoran Confucianism Sect sent a message to Wan Wuhen from the Xuanqing Taoist Sect.
"Fellow Daoist Wan Wuhen, do you think Kuchanzi will keep his promise and let Fang Qingxue live?"
"What would you do if you were Kuchanzi?"
Wan Wuhen sent the message back and asked, "If it were you, what would you do?"
Immediately, the two of them said in unison: "No."
After the two of them finished speaking, they laughed at the same time.
Lu Chen nodded with a smile and said through a message: "You let Nalan Ruoqing go because you don't want to expose your magical trump card."
"But Kuchanzi has a talisman in hand, so he doesn't need to worry about this problem."
Wan Wuhen agreed: "Killing Fang Qingxue with a talisman will not reveal Kuchanzi's magic trump card."
"Furthermore, Fang Qingxue knows ninth-level magic. If I can kill her, I can get rid of a serious problem. Why not do it."
Obviously, these two people did not pay attention to the so-called "keeping promises" at all, and did not even bother to think about it.
Floating Island No. 3.
Kuchanzi looked at Fang Qingxue with a smile and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Fang Donor."
"The poor monk has sworn a poisonous oath to Donor Luo and will never harm your life."
When Fang Qingxue heard this, her eyebrows stood up, and she said displeasedly: "What's your purpose of mentioning this matter now?"
"Everyone has heard your agreement, and you don't need to repeat it again."
The private agreement between the two made Fang Qingxue very unhappy.
But Kuchanzi wanted to mention this matter again in front of her, which immediately aroused Fang Qingxue's disgust.
Kuchanzi smiled meaningfully, clasped his hands together and said, "Donor Fang is too worried."
"The poor monk just wants to tell you that you are very lucky to have Luofu Donor to support you."
"That's enough!" Fang Qingxue took the trouble and scolded: "If you want to fight, just start fighting. The nagging is annoying!"
In the dojo, Fang Luxuan was quite sensitive to this scene and whispered to Luo Fu: "Kuchanzi is deliberately irritating Qingxue."
"What is his intention?"
"Could it be that he wanted Qingxue to kill him, then kill Qingxue, and then use having to protect himself as the reason for killing Qingxue?"
Luo Fu narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
Floating Island No. 3.
After Kuchanzi said these words, he smiled meaningfully: "Almsgiver Fang, poor monk, is here!"
