Luo Fan's first two opponents were Mu Xiuyuan and Sun Hua from the Qingyun Sect.
Both of them immediately admitted defeat. Luo Fan advanced to two consecutive rounds and ranked among the top four without even making a single move.
The other three among the top four are not only famous in Jiangzhou for a long time, but they also took action in the first two rounds of battles, proving their strength.
This makes the warriors from the Prefecture Mufu, Sun Moon Sect, and Tianji Sect who have never seen Luo Fan's strength have to wonder...whether Luo Fan has the strength to rank among the top four!
"Gu Mingqiu, is the rising star you are talking about Luo Fan of your Xuanyang Sect?"
"How dare a person in the middle stage of the eighth level of martial arts dare to compare with a martial arts god in the late ninth level of martial arts?"
"Haha...Gu Mingqiu, who gave you the face? How dare you say such ridiculous things?"
Bu Wuji glanced at Gu Mingqiu and smiled coldly, his eyes full of sarcasm.
Jiangzhou Muluo Zhenjiang glanced at Luo Fan in the square, and then at Gu Mingqiu, obviously not convinced that Luo Fan could compete with Wu Tongshen.
"Haha... Bu Wuji, you should know how Luo Fan behaved outside the Black Wind Cliff in the Little Thousand World!"
"Has Luo Fan not done enough miracles for your Tianji Sect?"
"Which time didn't you find it unexpected and unbelievable?"
"What you think is impossible, Luo Fan has already done it, more than once!"
"Where do you get the confidence to think that he will definitely not be able to defeat Wu Tongshen today?"
"You want another surprise?"
Gu Mingqiu also sneered and said lightly.
Gu Mingqiu was not completely sure whether Luo Fan could defeat Wu Tongshen.
However, he couldn't get used to Bu Wuji's smug and arrogant face, so he naturally refused to be outdone.
"Ha ha……!"
"Gu Mingqiu, you are quite confident!"
"Since you are so confident that Luo Fan can win, do you dare to make a bet with me under the witness of Mr. Zhou Mu?"
"As for Wutong Shen and Luo Fan, who is stronger and who is weaker, how about betting on a low-grade earth-level treasure?"
Bu Wuji laughed. He was absolutely confident that Wu Tongshen won the first place in the four-sect competition.
Gu Mingqiu raised his eyebrows. Low-grade treasure soldiers at the prefecture level are not cheap.
Nearly half of the Zhendao elders of Xuanyang Sect do not have earth-level low-grade treasure weapons in their hands.
Similarly, in the Tianji Sect, there are also some Zhendao elders who do not have them in their hands.
It can be seen that... the earth-level low-grade treasure weapons are indeed precious. Even some powerful people in the true way covet them. They are much more valuable than a 'True Yuan Thunderbolt'.
In other words, the bet between the two of them is more valuable than Luo Zhenjiang's reward for being the first among the four sects.
"What, are you scared?"
"You sound so powerful, are you really afraid of making a bet?"
Seeing Gu Mingqiu hesitate for a moment, Bu Wuji sneered and laughed mockingly.
"I'm afraid of you? Just bet!"
"After Luo Fan wins, I will appreciate your face."
Gu Mingqiu shouted coldly.
"Hehe... when Wu Tong Shen wins, I will also watch your reaction!"
"Lord Zhou Mu, you have heard this. Please bear witness to our bet!"
"Sect Master Zhang, Sect Master Mu, please both of you be witnesses!"
Bu Wuji sneered, and then said to Luo Zhenjiang, Sun Moon Sect advocate Xu Yan, and Qingyun Sect leader Mu Qingxuan.
"The third round of fighting begins."
"The first match is between Tianji Sect Wutong Shen and Qingyun Sect Mu Feichen."
"The second match is between Xuanyang Sect Luo Fan and Sun Moon Sect Shen Liufang."
The warriors from the Prefectural Mufu who presided over the four sect competitions announced the list of candidates for the next round of battle.
"Sect Master Gu, it seems that Luo Fan has no chance to fight against Wu Tong Shen!"
"In this battle, if Luo Fan meets me, Shen Liufang, he will be defeated!"
Sun Moon Sect leader Xu Yan chuckled and said.
"Regardless of whether we fight or not, whoever is ranked lower is weaker!"
"Luo Fan was defeated by Shen Liufang, and Wu Tongshen defeated Shen Liufang. His strength is naturally better than Luo Fan's!"
"Gu Mingqiu, this earth-level low-grade treasure weapon of yours is destined to lose!"
Bu Wuji said with a smile on his face and an excited expression.
"Don't be too happy too early!"
"Let's wait and see. Whether Wu Tong Shen can defeat Mu Feichen is still a matter of debate!"
Gu Mingqiu said calmly, with a calm expression.
Luo Fan's strength is far superior to that of Mu Feichen, and Mu Feichen's strength has reached the late ninth level of martial arts, so he has great confidence in Luo Fan.
Wu Tongshen and Mu Feichen had already walked into the center of the square. Without saying anything, the two quickly burst out with sharp momentum and started fighting directly.
Wu Tongshen holds a high-grade sword in his hand. The sword is sharp and cuts in all directions, causing ripples visible to the naked eye to appear in the void.
He was performing a famous high-grade martial art from the Tianji Sect - the Thirteen Swords of Gufeng!
A sword strikes out, and behind the sword, the energy of the sword gathers, like a lifelike mountain peak.
This mountain peak is like a sword, with a very strong sharp aura, soaring straight into the sky, so that every sword attack is as powerful as a mountain falling. It is not only sharp in power, but also terrifying in power.
What Mu Feichen performed was also a famous high-grade martial art - Tiger Kill Nine Cuts!
Mu Feichen's martial arts attainments are extraordinary. He kills the tiger with nine cuts in his hand, and the sword gathers energy to condense the tiger, just like a real tiger descending from the mountain, with overwhelming power.
In terms of martial arts attainments, Mu Feichen seemed to be even better than Wu Tongshen, which made the two of them evenly matched in the first few moves they fought.
It was not until after ten moves that Wu Tongshen's sword power accumulated more and more powerful, and the power of the sword moves became more and more terrifying, that he gradually suppressed Mu Feichen.
Thirty beckons, the situation between the two of them has become very clear, and Wu Tongshen has the absolute upper hand.
Mu Feichen was helpless, but he persisted for another twenty moves. After fifty moves, he was finally completely defeated.
call out--
A bright sword light pierced out like lightning and disappeared in a flash.
The tiger shadow condensed by Mu Feichen's sword was instantly scattered by the sword energy, and its power was greatly reduced.
In the next moment, the sword light came rapidly and collided with the sword in Mu Feichen's hand, making an explosion.
Mu Feichen was unable to resist, and the sword was immediately shaken and bounced backward.
The sword light moved forward, and the blade missed Mu Feichen's side.
Mu Feichen was hit by a sword in his left arm, and a deep wound was immediately made.
puff--
Blood splatters.
Queen Mu Feichen retreats.
A stream of blood poured down from the sword in Wu Tongshen's hand, revealing a cold light.
"Mu Feichen, you can hold on to more than fifty moves in my hand, that's pretty good!"
Wu Tongshen said calmly, with a proud look on his face and an expression full of pride.
"Wu Tongshen, don't be too happy too early!"
"Luo Fan is far stronger than me, he is your real enemy."
Mu Feichen covered his bleeding arm and said.
"Oh...Luo Fan? Have you already fought against each other? How many moves can he defeat you?"