Luo Gusha took the sandalwood box from the elder of the Dragon Slaying Society and gave him a slight bow: "Thank you very much."
Immediately, he turned around and left in large strides.
"There is a truce now. Please take the time to rest, the two finalists. In half an hour, the finals of this Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition will officially begin!"
The old man waved his hands lightly, and then all the members on the high platform stood up and strode away from the scene.
"Brother Lu, do you need to go back to the camp to rest?"
Wang Li also asked Lu Fan. Half an hour was not much time, but they could all see that Lu Fan was in very good physical condition. In the previous battle with Luo Gusha, he did not consume much energy and could step down at any time.
war.
"No."
Lu Fan sat still, all he could think about was the moment when Yao Ziyang swung his last sword, Nangong Wuxiu's figure was hidden by the light of the sword, and finally appeared behind Yao Ziyang.
This is similar to the ghostly shadow he used to defeat Luo Gusha in the end.
Even more bizarre and mysterious than his ghostly appearance.
"What kind of skills does Nangong Wuxiu practice?"
Lu Fan frowned and pondered, as if he was asking, but also asking himself.
"The Nangong family has always been good at cultivating zhenqi. Looking at the martial arts of China, those who can compare with the Nangong family in terms of zhenqi quantity may even the Dongfang family consider themselves inferior."
"They have refined their true energy to the extreme. They can turn it into protective true energy and turn it into the hardest armor in the world to withstand the attacks of the enemy."
"You can also turn the true energy into a sharp blade to kill the enemy invisible."
"You can even bring your true energy to your body and simulate the most ingenious body skills in the world."
"In short, the true energy can change in thousands of ways in their hands, and its power is terrifying. It should not be underestimated."
Wang Shangzhi's voice floated from the side.
Lu Fan nodded when he heard this. He had already seen the horror of the Nangong family's body-protecting Qi in Nangong Wuxiu. Even Yao Ziyang's terrifying sword style could be easily received. He asked himself, if it were him, with his current situation
The physical strength is probably far from enough.
Seeing that Lu Fan was deep in thought, Wang Shangzhi wisely did not speak again.
Nangong Wuxiu's killing was so cruel that even he felt a little surprised.
He is even more aware of the pressure Lu Fan is facing in his heart at this moment.
"Little friend Lu, my palace master has invited me, can you move for a moment?"
At this moment, Coach Lei strode over and invited Lu Fan to leave.
"good."
Lu Fan nodded and stood up, following Coach Lei and leaving.