After Yue Mao Mao won, the battle involving the honor and disgrace of the two sects suddenly fell on the disciples of the White Rainbow Realm.

Who to choose to fight?

Monk Fang Zhi and Hu Kaishan were both thinking about this issue. Just now, Monk Fang Zhi thought of letting disciples from the three realms compete in the competition, just to avoid Zhou Liru from playing, but not because he had outstanding Green Light Realm and White Rainbow Realm figures in the Golden Buddha Temple.

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Hu Kaishan rarely pays attention to the disciples of the Baihong Realm on weekdays. He has no idea who is strong or weak in the Lanfeng Sect, so he hurriedly asked Zhou Liru. Zhou Liru recommended two people, both of whom were disciples of the eighth level of the Baihong Realm.

Hu Kaishan frowned: "Isn't there someone from the ninth level of Baihong?"

Zhou Liru shook his head: "What a coincidence, yesterday there was a ninth-level white rainbow realm who broke through to the green light realm."

"Alas! If you don't break through sooner, you won't break through later, but at this time." Turning to Lan Fengyi, "Fengyi, where are you?"

Lan Fengyi had not yet recovered from the guilt and frustration of her recent defeat, and she did not hear Hu Kaishan's words.

"Feng Yi!" Hu Kaishan roared in a low voice.

"Ah? Master...Master..."

Having said this, there was a cheer from the Golden Buddha Temple, and an extremely tall monk walked into the battle circle. Monk Fang Zhi smiled and nodded frequently, obviously very satisfied with this disciple.

Hu Kaishan snorted, and Lan Fengyi asked: "Do you have any disciples of the ninth level of Baihong under you?"

"Ah... um... ah! That's right, Guo Fei, who just came here a few days ago, is at the ninth level of the White Rainbow Realm."

"Oh? Guo Fei... was recommended by my senior brother. Hmm... how is he?"

"Guo Fei... he has a very high level of understanding. He learned the 'Wind Condensing Palm' move in less than three days. And his swordsmanship is pretty good."

"Hey! Master Hu, have you discussed it yet?" Monk Fang Zhi asked loudly.

"Of course, of course. Well, Guo Fei, come up."

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Guo Yufei was stunned for a moment, and Yan Ruojuan's eyes widened.

"Guo Fei?"

"Yes, yes... the disciple is here." Guo Yufei stood up. Hundreds of female disciples from the Lanfeng Sect looked at each other, with expectant looks on their eyes.

"Junior brother Guo, you are the best! You will definitely win!" the enthusiastic senior sister shouted.

"Victorious!"

"Kill him to death!"

"Junior Brother Guo! Junior Brother Guo! We will always support you!"

Many female disciples shouted in unison.

Facing this scene, Guo Yufei could not help but feel a little excited and complacent. He bowed in all directions, which actually caused a burst of screams.

After Hu Kaishan coughed heavily, the female disciple of Lanfeng Sect calmed down. Guo Yufei borrowed a long sword and walked into the battle circle. He said to himself: "Oh, the idol's baggage has come, what should we do? We have to win this battle."

, but how to win?”

To win is easy, one move of "Coiling Dragon Palm" will make it difficult for the opponent to parry, but he is fighting on behalf of the Lanfeng Sect, so if he doesn't use his own magic, he may lose his words.

Besides, it's not good to be too showy. You are still very weak and have to stay dormant. If you can, don't show it.

So how should we win?

Guo Yufei thought for a moment and came up with an idea.

He was about to smile, but he didn't dare to smile when he saw his opponent. The opponent was really tall and burly, estimated to be nine feet tall. He was big and round, weighing at least three hundred kilograms, and he was holding a big knife in his hand.

Looking from a distance, it is a big meat mountain.

In fact, this monk is only at the fifth level of Baihong Realm. The reason why Monk Fang Zhi chose him is because he is tall and has extraordinary physical strength. He also thinks that the disciples of Baihong Realm have only basic skills, and it is difficult for them to learn any superb martial arts even if they are at the ninth level.

Spells. When two Baihong realms compete, it’s mostly about who is stronger and stronger.

"Don't panic, don't panic, act according to the plan." Guo Yufei recalled the three seals of the Condensing Wind Palm, then with his mind inward, he took a look and saw that there was indeed a Spiritual Ring of the Condensing Wind Palm in the second air chamber, which gave him confidence.

"Please give me some advice, Master." Guo Yufei bowed his hands.

The fat monk made a gesture with one hand: "I don't dare to do it."

After saluting, the two of them stepped back at the same time, making seals with their hands.

The monks who have first glimpsed the art of magic know that magic is powerful, and when fighting against others, they always want to use magic quickly.

But as their cultivation level improved, the monks gradually realized the importance of martial arts. Without the supplement of martial arts, it would be difficult to cast even the most powerful spells.

Therefore, monks with higher cultivation levels are often more willing to start with martial arts.

In a face-to-face duel like this, the two sides were only one or two feet apart. The spells were used from the very beginning and were too easily interrupted, which actually gave the other side an advantage.

Guo Yufei made a seal, and when he saw his opponent also retreating to make a seal, he stopped immediately.

He knew that the power of the Wind Condensing Palm was not very strong. When the palm was formed, the caster rushed forward against the wind. Every inch he rushed out, the palm strength weakened by one point. After two feet, although the forward speed did not decrease much, the palm strength declined.

Already miniscule.

He originally thought that the opponent was so tall and powerful that he would definitely run forward when the battle started. He retreated while making seals, waiting for him to get close enough to complete the seals.

Unexpectedly, the opponent ran back as soon as the battle started, so he had to stop his hand seals. Then he felt that the aura disturbance caused by the opponent's seals had a faint burning sensation, but it was relatively mild. It was obviously not an attack spell, but should be used to enhance one's own combat power.

Help spells.

He immediately rushed forward, drew out the Ghost Fang Sword, and advanced straight into the middle.

The fat monk was tall and had long legs. Although he was walking backwards, his steps were extremely long. Guo Yufei was unable to get close for a while. However, he was inexperienced in facing the enemy. When he saw the sword thrust, he panicked, and the spiritual ring that was guiding him flickered slightly.

At this moment, Guo Yufei suddenly shouted: "Look at the sword!"

After being frightened, the spirit ring immediately fell back, and he yelled "Whoa, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" in anger, and faced him with a sword.

This fat monk's martial arts were very rough, but his physical strength was amazing. Guo Yufei had been stabbed several times, and his arms were numb and painful.

All the female disciples of Lanfeng Sect were all anxious.

Suddenly, the fat monk gathered enough strength and slashed out with a diagonal slash with great force. However, the intention of this move was too obvious and there was no concealment.

Guo Yufei had already seen through it and dodged by leaning forward. He immediately stepped forward, gathered all his strength, used his right leg, and kicked the opponent's lower abdomen hard.

With this kick, Guo Yufei used all his strength, but he only made the fat monk take two steps back.

However, two steps were enough. After a kick, Guo Yufei took advantage of the situation and jumped upside down, while simultaneously making seals with his hands.

The fat monk suddenly froze when he saw him forming seals. He couldn't make up his mind whether he should advance or retreat. After thinking for a while, he moved forward, intending to slash with his sword.

But before he raised his sword, Guo Yufei's spell was completed. A wind ball gathered in front of his right palm, and a strong wind blew up beside him, carrying him forward in a hurry.

The next moment, Guo Yufei slapped his opponent's blade with his right palm.

Hu Kaishan was secretly shocked: "The power of this wind-condensing palm is limited. How can it withstand this attack? If the blade of the blade tears the wind mass, Nephew Guo's palm will be injured!"

Yan Ruojuan's heart was raised, and she was as worried as a tiger breaking through a mountain.

However, Guo Yufei had already planned. The wind mass in front of his palm was about to touch the blade. His thoughts moved quickly and he immediately summoned another wind-condensing palm spirit ring from the second air chamber!

No need to form seals, just read it and it will be done!

One move of Ningfeng Palm was stacked on top of the other, and the two forces were pressed together. Although the fat monk had extraordinary power, he couldn't resist it immediately. He let go of his sword and threw it towards the sky.

Guo Yufei still stretched his right hand forward, pressing his opponent's chest with double palm force.

With a sound of "hoo", the fat monk's body straightened up and was level with the ground. He flew backwards for more than ten feet before falling to the ground. He shouted "Ouch, ouch" twice, but he couldn't get up when he remembered it.
Chapter completed!