When Ding Huan walked off the stage, everyone was stunned.
That's Zuo Liang, Zuo Liang.
The number one Xuan Immortal of the Nine-Kun Immortal Sect of the Eight-Star Immortal Sect, and the number one existence among the top ten Xuan Immortals in the Great Immortal Realm, he actually lost. Not only did he lose, he was also seriously injured.
If he lost the battle with Ding Huan, although everyone would be surprised, it would not be so shocking.
After all, Ding Huan's previous performance was noticed by everyone, and he was not an ordinary person.
But the battle between Zuo Liangluo and Ding Huan on the stage was decided in a short period of time.
In other words, even if Zuo Liang faced a great immortal, he would not lose so quickly.
"Lao Liu..." When Ding Huan passed by, Mu Qingqing, who was still lying on the ground, called out to Ding Huan.
She knew when Zuo Liang rushed onto the stage that Zuo Liang would definitely lose. Compared with the sixth person in front of her, Zuo Liang was far behind.
Everyone thought that Zuo Liang was the number one Xuanxian. Only she knew clearly that it would take more than a stick of incense to defeat Zuo Liang.
Deep down in her heart, she always believed that she was the real number one Xuanxian, but she didn't care at all about the false reputation of being number one.
Today she saw who the number one Xuan Immortal was, the sixth of the Dafan Immortal Sect.
Sure enough, Master is right, there are people outside the world and there are mountains outside the mountains.
When Lao Liu's Dao Realm suppressed her, she even felt a sense of suffocation and despair. This feeling was something she had never experienced before when she faced Da Yixian.
"Oh, what did Fairy Mu call me for?" Ding Huan stopped and asked with a smile on his face.
It was as if he wasn't the one who broke Mu Qingqing's legs just now.
Not only that, he could even see concern about Mu Qingqing's broken leg in his eyes.
"Can you return my magic weapon to me?" Mu Qingqing couldn't sit up, but she asked pleadingly.
The Great Emperor Cauldron is better, and a replacement can be found, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation Knife must not be lost.
"Your magic weapon? Why is your magic weapon on my body?" Ding Huan asked inexplicably.
Mu Qingqing's teeth were broken, but she still could only whisper:
"It's like this. I heard that Senior Brother Lao Liu has some good flying knives and a precious tripod. I want to buy them."
Ding Huan looked as if he was stunned: "You told me earlier, who doesn't do some business to make a living? But I only want the fairy spirit vein, not the low-level one."
After saying that, Ding Huan looked at stage three again. Someone was fighting on stage three again. He was going to collect points.
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, I'm going to collect the fairy spirit veins, but I can't do it now." Mu Qingqing could only continue to plead.
Ding Huan pondered for a moment and said, "That's true."
After speaking, he flicked his fingers, and two dao rhyme auras sank directly into Mu Qingqing's legs.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Knife is definitely a good thing. If Mu Qingqing can't come up with something good, don't blame him for accepting this treasure.
If Mu Qingqing could offer something in exchange, it wouldn't be impossible to exchange it with her.
After Ding Huan's two waves of rhyme breath penetrated into Mu Qingqing's legs, Mu Qingqing felt that her knees began to recover, and the bones that had been unable to heal before were also slowly healing.
Mu Qingqing was horrified. Doesn't this person control the laws of the great road better than his master?
"You'll be fine in one day. Remember, I like the best fairy spirit veins." After Ding Huan finished speaking, he quickly rushed to the third stage.
He knew very well that top-grade immortal spiritual veins were unlikely, but he said that if he wanted top-grade immortal spiritual veins, the other party might give him high-grade immortal spiritual veins.
If he talks about high-grade immortal spiritual veins, then the other party will most likely only get mid-grade immortal spiritual veins.
When Ding Huan arrived at stage three, the winner had just been decided.
Ding Huan didn't wait for the winner to get off the stage before he rushed forward: "Lao Liu from the Dafan Immortal Sect, come and challenge."
The monk from the Seven-Star Immortal Sect looked as bitter as a bitter melon when he saw it was Ding Huan.
He just managed to get ten points, and now he's gone again.
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, I admit defeat." This monk did not want to fight Ding Huan at all and quickly stepped down.
"No. 3211 wins."
The sound of the result of the game came from the stage.
Ding Huan was not very happy when he heard this voice. He knew that he might mess up this fight.
Fortunately, there are still people who don't realize this at this time and come on stage ready to challenge.
Ding Huan would not miss this opportunity, and he quickly took the stage.
After a few times, no one came to the stage at all.
For the next ten monks under the stage, you look at me and I look at you.
No one is willing to take the challenge on the stage.
Ding Huan rubbed his hair in distress. He could go on the stage, but he couldn't let others take the initiative to challenge him.
He sighed. He actually warned Zhai Wangjian of the Yanyue Immortal Sect before. He should have known better not to warn him. Wouldn't it be okay to let that guy come on stage to increase his score?
It's completely over now.
He looked down at his number plate. The number plate showed one hundred and ninety.
The elimination round was scored with ninety points, and the group stage round was scored with one hundred points.
Ding Huan was speechless. In the group arena, points were awarded, but he only scored 100 points.
Alas, it was a strategic mistake. If he had known that he would help Yan Cha get revenge later, he would have just continued to act.
He helped Yan Cha kill Hanqiong Sang in revenge, which made everyone know that he was the real sixth person, leaving him with no points to earn.
A ridiculous scene appeared on the fighting stage. Ding Huan was wandering around stages one to ten by himself.
More than a hundred monks entered the arena competition, but no one came on stage to compete.
Almost everyone's eyes followed Ding Huan's movements.
Ding Huan helplessly looked at the hundreds of people who were selected to enter the arena competition and said: "You guys go up to the arena competition. How can you score points for Xianmen if you don't go up?"
No one responded to Ding Huan's words, go up? Haha, will your score be increased by you, the old six, if you go up?
Not to mention them, even Yue Linxin of the Eight-Star Immortal Sect didn't go up, so why should they go up?
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, your score is good. Why don't you take a break first and let's compete for a while?" A competing disciple from the Seven Star Immortal Sect asked Ding Huan cautiously.
He was also a little anxious.
Fighting is the main point for their immortal sect to gain points. Now that no one is up, how can they gain points?
Ding Huan sneered in his heart, let him take a rest?
Go ahead and dream.
As soon as he leaves, the competition here is guaranteed to be in full swing, and then those great immortal sects will add points one after another.
Although now his chances of winning the first place for Dafanxian Sect are getting slimmer and slimmer, after all, there is still a chance, right? If he leaves, there is really no chance.
"Okay, you go up, I'll take a rest here." Ding Huan said with a smile.
This participating disciple from the Seven-Star Immortal Sect was overjoyed and flew down on stage six.
Before he could speak, Ding Huan landed opposite him.
"Senior brother, I'm here to challenge you." Ding Huan was still smiling.
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, didn't you say you should take a rest?" This disciple of the Seven Stars Immortal Sect was dumbfounded. Damn it, didn't you just say that you should take a rest?
Ding Huan nodded seriously: "I'm ready to rest."
"I'll admit defeat." This disciple of the Seven Stars Immortal Sect was speechless to the extreme. This sixth child.
"No. 3211 wins."
Ding Huan picked up another ten points.
This time no one is willing to take the stage.
In the distance, Elder Ming Mu of the Great Immortal Sect has long lost his initial excitement and excitement, even though the Immortal Court has stipulated that the immortal sects in the Great Immortal Domain must not invade each other.
Ding Huan offended so many Eight-Star Immortal Sect this time, how can the Dafan Immortal Sect survive?
To be continued...