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Chapter 82 The battle begins

At this time, the battle between the third-grade aristocratic family and the second-grade aristocratic family was basically over.

Next, it is up to the second-rank aristocratic families to compete for the seats of the first-rank aristocratic families.

For Meng Bufan, now, the battle really begins.

After so many days of hard battle, those who can stay in the second-grade family arena are the leaders of the younger generation among the children of the family.

On the way back to Fang's house, Meng Cuiyun covered her little heart that was still pounding and warned Meng Bufan with lingering fear.

"Xiaofan, you must be careful in the next competition. I was scared to death just now."

Fang Gang also sternly reprimanded Meng Bufan: "Next time, you must remember that anything can happen in the ring. Before the opponent admits defeat, you must not take it lightly at any time."

Meng Bufan also knew that he had been a little careless just now.

He nodded heavily, touched the back of his head, and said sheepishly: "Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again."

The competition on the second day has obviously become more intense. This is basically a battle between the best of the young generation in the entire Xuanwu Continent. It will definitely become more intense and exciting.

The ancestors of many aristocratic families appeared at the VIP table, and even many people from the royal family came.

Fang Jun pointed to one of the majestic middle-aged men in yellow robes and told Meng Bufan quietly.

"That is the supreme ruler of the entire Xuanwu Continent, Di Yi. His cultivation level is also the highest in the entire Xuanwu Continent. It is said that he has reached the peak of the late Martial Emperor. He is still one step away from becoming a Martial God."

Meng Bufan glanced at Di Yi curiously. Di Yi's aura was indeed powerful, and his cultivation level was higher than that of his master Xuantian. He just sat there quietly, like a high mountain, letting the people around him,

They all seemed so small.

Among those insignificant people, Meng Bufan also found an acquaintance: the little fat man Di Wanlin.

Di Wanlin also spotted Meng Bufan. From a distance, he grinned at Meng Bufan, his eyes narrowed to a slit.

Di Wanlin also put his hands to his mouth and shouted loudly: "Brother Bufan, come on, I'm optimistic about you."

Di Qing glared at him fiercely, and then he stopped shouting.

It was indeed rude to shout so loudly in front of Emperor Di Yi.

"Today's family ranking competition will continue!" With the shout of the emcee, the entire competition field was boiling.

There are only seventy people left in the arena now. Twenty representatives of first-class families and fifty representatives of second-class families.

Those representatives of the second-grade aristocratic families no longer have any worries at this time. Even if they fail in the challenge, they are still second-grade aristocratic families.

Therefore, at this time, every representative of the second-grade aristocratic family is eager to try.

No one is willing to be mediocre. Now in front of the supreme ruler of Xuanwu Continent, if he can perform well, he may rise to the top. It can bring huge benefits to himself and even his family.

Except for Zhou Tong and Wang Xin, there were no challengers. After all, they were already in the early stage of Martial Emperor. Among the seventy people, they were the only two Martial Emperors, and no one challenged them without opening their eyes.

Most of these people have set their sights on Meng Bufan. Thirteen-year-old Meng Bufan is the youngest among these people. These people instinctively feel that Meng Bufan should be the best to deal with.

For fear of starting too late and letting others take the lead, one of the women in black couldn't wait to jump onto Meng Bufan's ring as soon as the emcee finished speaking.

This woman was dressed in black and her appearance was not bad, but a black birthmark on her face completely ruined her appearance.

Meng Bufan did not despise her at all because of her appearance, nor did he despise her because of her mid-term martial arts cultivation. Zhu Dayong had taught him a good lesson yesterday.

"The little girl is Hua Mulan from a second-grade family in Huayue City." After the woman with the birthmark finished speaking, without any pause, she waved her hand and whipped her.

Her weapon is a green willow whip about one foot long, made of green willow.

The green willow branches seemed alive in her hands. There were also green willow leaves on the willow branches. With her whip, those willow leaves all opened and turned into sharp lancets.

, the whip struck Meng Bufan fiercely with a whistling sound.

This Hua Mulan is a warrior with the wood attribute. Meng Bufan squinted his eyes. Even if warriors with the wood attribute are injured, their ability to heal is very strong.

Hua Mulan's green willow whip can no longer be called a whip. It seems more appropriate to call it a hedgehog.

Meng Bufan did not take the move. He slipped on his feet and skillfully dodged the attack.

The Duxu Body Technique makes his figure illusory and difficult to figure out.

Hua Mulan was in a trance and seemed to see three or four Meng Bufan standing in front of her.

She was a little hesitant as to which one was Meng Bufan's true identity.

Meng Bufan didn't show mercy just because she was a woman, he seized this rare moment.

As Jin Niu came down the mountain, he punched Hua Mulan hard on the shoulder.

Hua Mulan's face turned pale and she staggered back a few steps.

She did not admit defeat. With a flick of her wrist, the willow leaves on the willow branches fell from the willow branches one after another, turning into small flying knives with green light, flying towards Meng Bufan like dense rain.

Facing Hua Mulan's dense rain of attacks, Meng Bufan did not use Water Flower Lotus. He could not expose all his trump cards to everyone from the beginning.

Meng Bufan took out the Green Light Sword and the second form of the Shadowless Sword - Autumn Frost

This move is especially useful for defense.

A cloud of extremely cold mist surrounded the small flying knives. The small flying knives made of willow leaves were frozen by the severe frost, and each piece withered, and the originally green leaves instantly turned yellow and black.

Meng Bufan punched hard and waved at the willow leaves. The leaves fell one by one with the wind of the fist.

Hua Mulan's face darkened. This last move of flying leaves in the sky was already her strongest trump card.

She helplessly floated down the ring and accepted her fate of failure.

As soon as she got off the stage, the other people waiting were rushing to get on stage next.

The person in charge of maintaining the order of the arena stopped them: "You have to wait for the defender to rest for half an hour before you can continue the challenge."

Meng Bufan raised his head and looked around. There were basically no challengers next to the other nineteen defenders, and there was no one around Zhou Tong and Wang Xin. More than half of the challengers gathered next to their own ring.

There were at least twenty people.

Meng Bufan chuckled, these people really think they are easy to bully. If a tiger doesn't show its power, you will treat me like a sick cat.

Meng Bufan stopped the person in charge: "It doesn't matter, I don't need to rest." Most of the people in the audience were in the middle stage of Wuzong, and there were only two in the late stage of Wuzong. Meng Bufan was not afraid of them. He could see it.

, among the people in the ring, only Zhou Tong can fight with him.

The person in charge looked at Meng Bufan in surprise, and finally respected his choice. He nodded to those who wanted to challenge Meng Bufan.

A young man in white quickly jumped onto the stage where Meng Bufan was standing.

Zhou Tong, who had been paying attention to Meng Bufan in the ring next to him, shook his head mockingly. These people are really blind. They are all eager to be Meng Bufan's stepping stone. They don't know why their elders didn't remind them.

Meng Cuiyun in the audience grabbed Fang Gang's arm nervously: "Godfather, why are so many people challenging Xiaofan?"

Fang Gang smiled: "Don't worry, even I can't easily win against Fan'er." His words were full of pride.

Meng Bufan looked at the young man in white clothes in front of him, who was the late martial artist of Wu Zong. The young man in white clothes was not too old, that is, he was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"I am Bai Junyi, a second-grade family in Tianyu City. Please give me some advice."

After Bai Junyi finished speaking, he punched his fist. His fist and arm were gleaming with silver, shining like metal.

Meng Bufan thought, boxing gloves! The boxing gloves are equivalent to a weapon. They can increase the power of the fist. I don't know what grade Bai Junyi's boxing gloves are.

At this time, Meng Bufan felt a strong will to fight in his heart.

The fist broke the mountains and rivers! Meng Bufan actually wanted to use his physical fist to fight against Bai Junyi's gloves.

Bai Junyi shouted loudly: "You are seeking death, don't blame me."

With a bang, the two fists collided fiercely in the air.

A whirlwind blew up from between the two fists, making the people around the ring unable to open their eyes.

When they opened their eyes, they found that Meng Bufan and Bai Junyi had each taken a few steps back.

Meng Bufan has perfected his physical training, and his physical strength is terrifying, but at this moment, he also feels numb in his right arm. The blessing power of the gloves cannot be underestimated.

What was even more surprising was Bai Junyi. He knew how powerful his gloves were. Even ordinary weapons would be shattered if hit by his fists.

But now, Meng Bufan only used the power of his physical body to fight him evenly.

Bai Junyi looked at Meng Bufan in horror. Isn't his body made of flesh and blood?

Contrary to everyone's expectations, after a short silence, Bai Junyi suddenly said: "I lost."

Everyone was shocked. They were clearly evenly matched, so why did he admit defeat after one move?

Meng Bufan suddenly had some admiration for Bai Junyi. Those who know the current affairs are heroes. Bai Junyi's judgment of the situation is quite good, and he acts decisively and calmly, which suits Meng Bufan very well.


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