At this time, Meng Bufan didn't make excuses. He raised his hand to Bai Junyi and said, "Brother Bai, I accept. If you have time, go to Fang Mansion to find me."
Bai Junyi nodded, said no more, and jumped off the ring.
Those who were still eager to give it a try were stunned by the scene in front of them.
Bai Junyi in the late Wuzong period admitted defeat after one move, which was beyond their expectations. They didn't think Bai Junyi was that cowardly, and there must be some inside story that they didn't understand. Otherwise, in such an important family ranking competition, Bai Junyi
There is no reason to surrender.
At this time, the situation suddenly changed. Those who were originally rushing to the stage looked at each other and no longer rushed to the stage. Bai Junyi in the late Wuzong period decisively gave up after just one move. Now in the middle stage of the Wuzong period,
If you go up on your own, isn't that asking for humiliation?
Among them, several young people from the early stage of Wuzong quietly left Meng Bufan's arena and went to other arenas.
At this time, the little fat man Di Wanlin also left the VIP table and stood under the ring guarded by Meng Bufan.
He happily jumped three feet high and shouted happily: "Brother Bufan is mighty." As he jumped, the fat all over his body also trembled, which was extremely funny.
Seeing Di Wanlin clapping and cheering for Meng Bufan, a young man who was originally standing next to Meng Bufan no longer hesitated and turned around to go to another arena.
Just kidding, let’s not talk about whether Meng Bufan is powerful or not. Even the young prince came to applaud him, is there any need to offend Meng Bufan? The name of young prince Di Wanlin is known to everyone in Xuanwu Continent.
.Martial arts are practiced in Xuanwu Continent, and there is no one as fat as Di Wanlin in the entire Xuanwu Continent.
For a moment, not a single challenger beside Meng Bufan's ring disappeared.
Meng Bufan smiled and said to Di Wanlin: "Little fat man, if you are not staying at the VIP table, why are you here?"
Di Wanlin patted his bulging belly and said seriously: "Life lies in exercise. I am so fat because I don't exercise too much."
Meng Bufan nearly spat out a mouthful of blood with laughter.
At this time, Meng Bufan had free time to watch the competitions in other arenas.
There is still no challenger for Zhou Tong and Wang Xin.
After all, everyone only has one chance to challenge. No one wants to waste this precious opportunity and wants to choose an opponent that they can be relatively sure of.
The ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel.
All these challenges failed without exception. And they failed very quickly. The person who represented the Hu family in Wulong City was not Hu Yidao, but Hu Yidao's brother. He also failed. He could only accept the fact that he was still a second-class family.
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Looking at the dejected Hu Yidao and Hu Yun in the audience, Meng Bufan couldn't help but lament that the status of these first-class aristocratic families was too stable. Relying on the strong support of the aristocratic families, the talented children of these aristocratic families would enjoy more resources than ordinary people. If not
When particularly talented young people appear, the status of these first-class families will be as stable as Mount Tai and cannot be shaken.
Now that the family ranking competition has come to an end, the next step is the competition between the twenty first-class family members. It is also the finale of this family ranking competition.
The competition is very simple. Draw lots to determine the opponent. If you lose, you will be eliminated directly. If you win, you will enter the next round, which is the top ten.
After the top ten are determined, the opponents are still drawn and the winner will advance to the top five.
After the top five are selected, a round-robin competition will be held among the five.
This ranking is particularly important. The resources received from the royal family are very different between the first and second place.
These twenty people are all geniuses among geniuses, elites among elites. None of them are weak. The worst cultivation level is also in the late Wuzong period.
There are ten people in the late Wuzong period, eight people at the peak of the late Wuzong period, and two people in the early Wuzong period.
The drawing of lots has begun.
Meng Bufan's opponent in the first round was Wang Xin.
Meng Bufan was secretly happy. Even if he was in the middle stage of Wuzong, Wang Xin was no match for him. Now that he was in the late stage of Wuzong, it would not be easy to deal with him.
Wang Xinxin was also secretly happy. The last time he was in Zuixian Tower, he was unprepared and Meng Bufan made himself so ugly. This time he could finally get his revenge openly. Wait a moment and be sure to take revenge.
Meng Bufan was severely injured.
On the ring, Meng Bufan curled his lips and looked at Wang Xin: "Isn't it true that I didn't beat you last time in Zuixian Tower? Then I will teach you a lesson today."
Wang Xin's face was full of anger: "Don't just talk, last time you attacked by surprise, I am not ready yet."
"Okay, then I will sneak attack you again and see if I can succeed." As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Bufan waved his hand and hit you.
Break mountains and rivers with fist!
As soon as he made a move, Meng Bufan used all his strength. He no longer held back like before.
After all, Wang Xin's strength is not bad, and there is no need for Meng Bufan to show mercy to him.
This time, when he used his fist to smash mountains and rivers, it caused a huge commotion.
The momentum between heaven and earth swirled and rushed into Meng Bufan's body.
Everyone in the audience turned their attention to the ring where Meng Bufan was.
Even Emperor Di Yi glanced at Meng Bufan in surprise.
This kind of momentum can condense the power of heaven and earth for one's own use, which even ordinary martial emperors may not be able to do.
At this time, Wang Xin's expression suddenly changed, and he realized that Meng Bufan didn't try his best at the restaurant last time.
Wang Xin looked cautious.
"Shua"
With the sound of metal, Wang Xin pulled out a gleaming sword.
He gathered all his strength and slashed hard with his sword. A silver dragon rushed towards Meng Bufan.
"God-killing sword technique!" Di Wanlin, a fat man in the audience, shouted. His expression changed slightly.
The God-killing Sword Technique is the Wang family's ultimate secret skill. It is extremely powerful and is a heaven-level martial arts skill. Moreover, the sword in Wang Xin's hand is also a family treasure of the Wang family, and it is also a heaven-level god-killing sword.
Fang Gang and others in the audience also looked a little ugly. They did not expect that Meng Bufan would meet Wang Xin in the first round. Moreover, the Wang family paid too much attention to this competition and immediately took everything from the bottom of the box.
come out.
Fortunately, Wang Xin was not at a high level after all, and he could not fully unleash the power of the God-killing Sword Technique.
Even so, Meng Bufan did not dare to use his fist to forcefully catch his heaven-level god-killing sword.
He flipped his wrist and took the Divine Sword in his hand.
The third form of the Shadowless Sword---Luoxia Split!
A ray of light flashed past.
The glow and the silver dragon met in the sky.
"Boom"
There was a loud noise, and the glow and the silver dragon instantly disappeared into nothing.
Meng Bufan and Wang Xin both staggered, each taking two or three steps back.
Meng Bufan was moved when he tried to see how powerful the Divine Transformation Needle was.
As soon as he thought, a faint silver light shot out from his fingertips. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to feel the existence of that silver light.
The small magic needle was spinning rapidly in the air. Where it passed, a grey-brown vortex the size of a mung bean was formed. As its speed increased, the vortex behind it became larger and larger.
Wang Xin was gathering his strength, preparing to launch the second move of the God-killing Sword Technique. He knew nothing about the coming danger.
Meng Bufan controlled it with his mind, and the magic needle passed by Wang Xin.
He and Wang Xin did not have a life-or-death feud. There was no need to put Wang Xin to death. It was enough to let Wang Xin get injured.
The Divine Needle is silent, invisible and colorless, making it difficult to guard against.
It wasn't until the Divine Transformation Needle had hit near Wang Xin's head that Wang Xin felt that something was wrong.
He was very cautious and did not attack immediately. Instead, he held the God-Killing Sword horizontally and firmly protected his body.
The Divine Transformation Needle drew a faint ray of light and passed by Wang Xin.
Although Wang Xin protected his body very well, he did not notice the Divine Transformation Needle.
The vortex at the tail of the Transformation Needle is invisible to the naked eye.
When the Divine Transformation Needle passed by Wang Xin, Meng Bufan saw a trace of soul flying out of Wang Xin's body and being sucked in by the vortex at the tail of the Divine Transformation Needle.
Wang Xin was startled. There was a muffled sound in his head, which made him lose his mind in an instant.
Meng Bufan stepped forward and pointed the cold blue light sword at Wang Xin's throat.
At the same time, Meng Bufan recalled the Divine Transformation Needle with his mind, and the Divine Transformation Needle turned into a stream of light and submerged into Meng Bufan's body.