"Clang"

With a crisp metal sound, the diamond stick hit Bai Xue's iron sword. Bai Xue might have been surprised by this sudden situation and was distracted by Jingfan's iron sword.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The bloody scene was finally over, and Bai Xue was about to give in.

But the next scene shocked everyone. He heard a "bang" sound of a steel stick falling to the ground. Monk Jingfan threw the Vajra stick directly and punched Bai Xue. Bai Xue could instinctively act and punched Jingfan.

Jingfan screamed with a "ah", his body flew backwards and rolled off the ring. With the dull sound of landing, all the warriors were shocked. Lin Zifang, Zhang Mo, Jiang Shuiyue and others stood up and looked at the scene in surprise.

"Silent Watermen Shiraki."

"Is the junior sister possessed by the immortal?" Zhang Xueting said with her mouth open.

"The snow from Nanguo Temple." The elder next to him said silently.

"Let me?" The other disciples of Jingshui Sect are incredible. In the Shennongjia Competition, no sect or disciple will give in. For ancient warriors, cultivation is everything, and Xiao Fangshan's quota is a year-long promotion resource for warriors.

No sect is willing to give in, and no sect is stupid to give in. Even if the Lin family is dominant, if they dare to deliberately destroy the competition, they will be resisted by other sects.

These sects will not even accommodate the Lin family for the sake of Xiaofangshan resources, let alone handing over the quota.

But even if the people from Jingshuimen didn't believe it, the fact was in front of him. The monk threw the stick and punched him with all his strength. Bai Xue would definitely have broken his finger bones and vomited blood.

"Hmph, Nanguo Temple is so generous. I want to see if Nanguo Temple is firmly in the top three and is not interested in one or two places." Lin Zifang said coldly.

Bai Xue seemed to be still in a dream. After the host announced the result, he walked off the stage. She remembered what Jiang Fan said before. The sentence now seemed to motivate herself to go to the stage and fight with all her might. Jiang Fan had already planned to let her go.

Bai Xue wanted to go to Nanguo Temple to say something, but was stopped by Jiang Fan's gesture.

Jiang Fan smiled. In a blink of an eye, he saw Jingfan returning dejectedly. At this time, Jingfan was facing the hatred value of Jiang Fan for 40 points, and the hatred value of other Nanguo Temples also increased again.

If you can't go to Xiaofangshan, where can you find the next year's cultivation resources? There will be no cultivation resources this year. The progress of cultivation will slow down. It will drag down next year's competition.

Moreover, there are fewer places to advance, which directly affects the ranking of the sects. If the Nanguo Temple is drawn next year, the situation will be even more unfavorable. This is a vicious cycle.

This vicious cycle will kill a sect. Jiang Fan is now pushing Nanguo Temple to this vicious cycle. How can the monks in Nanguo Temple not hate it?

"In the next round of competition, Nanguo Temple Jingse vs. Tianjue Sect Yang Dong."

At this time, Lin Zifang, Zhang Mo, and Jiang Shuiyue all raised their heads. They wanted to see Jiang Fan's specific cultivation. Jiang Fan seemed to have no internal energy at all, but just said that he claimed to be a mysterious level. They didn't know Jiang Fan's specific cultivation.

Judging from the morning's attack on Lin Xiaomo, Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi's cultivation level were both low, but it happened too quickly at that time. Lin Xiaomo never expected to resist and could not see anything. Now it was an opportunity.

Even Lin Feijian's eyes were opened and his eyes were wide open, staring at Jiang Fan who was walking onto the stage.

Yang Dong was practicing in the room in the morning, and did not watch the fun outside, and did not know Jiang Fan's specific cultivation. He felt that Jiang Fan had no internal energy at all, Yang Dong was very surprised.

"please."

"please."

Yang Dong held up an iron ring sword. With one lift, the iron rings on it rustled. Seeing Jiang Fan sticking a long vague stick motionless, he probably wouldn't take action first. Yang Dong held up an iron ring sword and slashed over.

"Bang."

Jiang Fan picked up the long stick of the King Kong and smashed it towards Yang Dong's head, one inch long and one inch stronger. Before Yang Dong's big knife was handed over, he was already in danger of skull opening. He hurriedly raised the knife to resist.

"Bang bang bang."

Jiang Fan knocked Yang Dong's big sword hard, and the sound of metal knocking resounded throughout the square. Yang Dong's cultivation was not as good as Jiang Fan, and he was knocked down, and the hard iron ring big sword was knocked into a wave coil.

"Shameless."

"How can you fight like this? You are just relying on your cultivation to fight."

"It's simply a gangster, a shame to the ancient martial arts world."

There were constant discussions in the square, and they all accused Jiang Fan. They all saw that Jiang Fan, who seemed to have no internal energy, was really a mysterious level cultivation, but he had no moves at all.

If it weren't for the fact that the cultivation level was much higher than Yang Dong, even if it was a small level, it would have been defeated by Yang Dong. It was just because the gap between the Xuan and Huang levels was too big that Yang Dong had no place to use his moves and vomited blood after a few knocks. Don't mention that he felt aggrieved.

"Sir, but that's it." Lin Zifang was completely disdainful of Jiang Fan now. He still needed to send out Lin Fei Jian Lin Qiutang, and even another ordinary Xuan-level disciple of the Lin family didn't have to go out. He could kill Jiang Fan at the peak of the yellow level.

"I really look down on him." Lin Qiutang, who was standing next to Lin Feijian, said contemptuously. Lin Feijian didn't say anything, feeling a little disappointed. He originally thought that Jiang Fan could hide his cultivation so much, and perhaps he was an opponent, but now it seems that Jiang Fan might not be able to pass the second round, let alone meet himself.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Yang Dong on the stage could no longer resist Jiang Fan's greatness and hurriedly begged for mercy. Jiang Fan had high cultivation and strong strength. If he continued to fight, Yang Dong was afraid that his internal organs would be shot out. He did not give up his exquisite moves and was very reluctant to lose, but he had no choice but to drag the big knife that turned into a piece of scrap iron down the steps.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, stood on the long stick of the Vajra, and was majestic on the platform. He heard the surroundings, but nothing to do with him, he would have the effect.

Besides, I really don’t know any moves. I used to fight quite a lot, but because the silver whip incorporated magic power, it seems that other warriors have moves.

Only Jiang Fan knew that he could not do any moves at all. If he removed a magical power, he would be almost equivalent to a person born with divine power. Not to mention killing enemies above the level, he could only be killed by lowering the level.

Then Lin Fei and Lin Qiutang came on stage and easily defeated his opponent. When he arrived at the Lin family disciple who lowered his head and did not speak, Jiang Fan knew that his name was Lin Xiao, and he was against the enemy with a yellow level, and he solved it with one move.

But with this move, Jiang Fan's magic power was observed. This was a very sinister character. His internal energy was a little wrong. His strength was at least not inferior to Lin Qiutang.

Moreover, looking at his position with Lin Fei and Lin Qiutang, I probably know that Lin Qiutang's strength is not as good as him. This person did not participate in the competition last year. Suddenly this year is so powerful, there must be something unusual.

When he arrived at Qian Tingyi, Jiang Fan specially selected various female warriors to fight her. Qian Tingyi pretended not as cruel as Jiang Fan. After three moves, she defeated the female warrior, and the female warrior was slightly injured.

One Xuan level vs the other Huang level, and it is also the middle stage of the yellow level. There are already a lot of three moves, which only shows that Qian Tingyi is an ordinary early stage who can't be more ordinary.

Lin Zifang didn't care at all now. With Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi's cultivation level, this competition was dead.

However, one thing surprised everyone. Eight people from Nanguo Temple participated in the competition, but only one of them was eliminated, and it was deliberately eliminated, and the remaining seven were all advanced.

All the disciples in the first round have advanced, which is no big deal for those powerful sects, but it is incredible for medium-sized sects like Nanguo Temple. You should know that when it is Nanguo Temple's turn to draw lots, the weakest opponent can be drawn is only a little lower. In this case, in order to ensure more promotions, medium-sized sects often use the weakest opponent's strongest opponent, and win all the others.

This is also due to Jiang Fan's arrangement. He directly vs. Xuan level, but he didn't expect that he would bet right, so he made seven people advance at once. Other choices were against the upper, the upper and the middle, and the lower sects were envious and jealous. If he had known that he would have taken such a risk like Jiang Fan.

At the end, the square-faced man came on the stage. Jiang Fan heard that the square-faced man was named Shi Hao, and he was also facing a yellow-level opponent. There was no suspense, Shi Hao won.

Shi Hao was like Qian Tingyi, and he won very normally, which made everyone convinced that he was in the early stage of the Xuan level, but in this way, Jiang Fan did not believe that he was in the early stage of the Xuan level.

What makes Jiang Fan most strange is that when every sect has disciples advanced, the people of the sect will cheer, at least show a hint of relief and joy. After all, whether the disciple's victory is increasing the number of places to enter Xiaofangshan or increasing the level of the sect, it is a major event that affects everyone in the sect.

But Shi Hao won. The small sect called Shangyuan Sect was expressionless, as if Shi Hao was not from their sect at all.

Because there was only one afternoon, the second round of the game was pushed to tomorrow, and the lottery was organized again after the game.

A total of 128 warriors were decided this time. There were originally 214 participating in the competition. After deciding 107, 23 people were decided from the remaining people, and 128 were gathered.

According to previous years' rules, the second round of competitions is given priority to ranking according to the number of promotions, followed by the sect. This is also a protection for the sects that have produced dark horses.

The number of 128 people was loaded into seven jars and was drawn in the same way as in the morning.

Because of the number of people who have advanced, Nanguo Temple is still qualified to draw lots even though the sects are ranked low. Moreover, Nanguo Temple has joined Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi in an extraordinary way, and the seven promotions are the most common among each sect. The order of drawing lots is still in front, and there are only a few major sects such as the Lin family in front.

It was Nanguo Temple's turn to draw lots. Jiang Fan stopped Fashan and went up to represent Nanguo Temple to draw lots. At this time, the seventh jar was still available. According to normal logic, Jiang Fan should draw the seventh jar, which is definitely the weakest.

But Jiang Fan only smoked one in the seventh jar, and then one in the first jar. Everyone was shocked by Jiang Fan's actions (to be continued...)
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