In the end, Bi Fan got lucky and drew his lucky number, number 12.
The afternoon will be the last round of competition. After the end, there will be a day off tomorrow, and then those with the same points who have not competed before will compete to determine the winner, so as to facilitate ranking.
The competition was held in groups. Ji Yinglan was the first to go on stage and met Dongfang Zifeng from the Oriental Family.
Even though Dongfang Zifeng is a woman, she is not weak and very powerful.
Dongfang Zifeng's weapon is a broadsword. The bulky broadsword does not match Dongfang Zifeng's petite body.
But Dongfang Zifeng was able to wield his power freely and beat Ji Yinglan into a panic. The battle was over in less than ten minutes. In the end, Ji Yinglan lost.
"Could it be that the Dongfang family is all violent? The Dongfang Canglong brothers like to use watermelon knives to chop people with extreme ferocity. The same goes for Dongfang Zifeng, who is extremely violent. Is there something genetically wrong with them?" Jingfeng asked with a smile.
"Brother Jingfeng, you should ask Dongfang Canglong or Dongfang Zifeng this question." Bi Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
"Then forget it. Brother Dongfang Canglong doesn't like people mentioning his family's affairs." Jingfeng said.
"You are friends with Dongfang Canglong. Dongfang Canglong is also very powerful. He has only lost one game so far, and it was to Xuan Wuji." Monan said in surprise.
Jingfeng said: "In the past, I, Brother Bi Fan, and Brother Canglong traveled through the Demon Realm together and became good friends. Dongfang Canglong was not very strong at that time, and Brother Bi Fan knows the situation best."
"Brother Canglong is indeed very strong. Except for Xuan Wuji and me, it would be difficult for anyone else to defeat him steadily," Bi Fan said.
"I just know how to blow it up..." Luo Sheng said coldly.
After finally seizing the opportunity, Luo Sheng would definitely make some sarcastic remarks.
Bi Fan did not take his words to heart and continued: "There is another person, Xuanyuan Xiaoyu. I can't see through her strength. Maybe she also has the strength to defeat Dongfang Canglong."
Soon it was Monan's turn to compete in martial arts. Monan was not very lucky because he met Xuanyuan Yun.
Xuanyuan Yun also had good results, but only lost two games.
"Brother Monan, we must defeat Xuanyuan Yun, and we cannot let the people of Wuji Sect achieve too well," Jingfeng said.
"Don't worry, I'm still somewhat sure of dealing with Xuanyuan Yun." Monan was full of confidence.
Xuanyuan Yun no longer has a magic pet, but Monan is still confident.
Standing on the competition stage, Xuanyuan Yun and Monan looked at each other angrily. The hatred between the Qingyang Sect and the Wuji Sect became deeper and deeper, making the disciples of the two sects hate each other as soon as they met.
"Mo Nan, I will defeat you. After defeating you, we have lost twice. But if I beat you, I will be ranked above you." Xuanyuan Yun said with a smile.
"Well, if you want to defeat me, you are not strong enough." Mo Nan snorted coldly.
"Liang Yi Sword Art!"
The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the cross-shaped sword energy quickly struck Monan.
"Ask the sword world!"
Monan directly used his special move. The sword pointed to the sky, the sword energy was like a thundering giant, and it slashed at Xuanyuan Yun's sword energy.
"Boom!" The sword energy collided, and Xuanyuan Yun's sword energy was shattered.
Monan was obviously better, and his sword energy was even more powerful.
Monan pressed forward step by step and launched a fast attack.
Wenjian is extremely domineering in the world, just like the arrival of an emperor, his momentum is like a rainbow, suppressing the heavens.
Xuanyuan Yun was overwhelmed by Monan's momentum and could only exert 70% to 80% of his 100% strength.
However, Xuanyuan Yun did not admit defeat, but put what he had learned into practice.
The disciples of Wuji Sect are full of arrogance. They do not allow themselves to admit defeat. No matter what, they have a strong will and want to win.
Especially when facing strong men from rival sects, Xuanyuan Yun did not want to give in easily.
Xuanyuan Yungao has mastered the Liangyi Sword Technique, and when he unleashes it, countless sword energy shoots out continuously, trying to submerge Monan.
Monan was not a weakling either. Wenjian Tianxia displayed an aura that could be matched by anyone. Circles of sword energy rippled out, catching all Xuanyuan Yun's attacks.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them had exchanged hundreds of moves, and Monan had already taken the initiative.
Xuanyuan Yun was still gritting his teeth and holding on, but Monan didn't care and kept attacking more and more fiercely, hoping to beat Xuanyuan Yun to the ground.
"Brother Monan is really good, we will win for sure!" Jingfeng said.
"Fortunately, everyone worked together to kill the demon pets of those in the Wuji Sect." Ji Yinglan said.
Xuanyuan Yun secretly resented: "If my magic pet is still there, how can I be afraid of Monan."
Monan's attacks became more and more severe, and Xuanyuan Yun was a little scared, because he was already out of breath.
"I...I admit defeat..." No matter how stubborn Xuanyuan Yun was, he had to admit defeat in the end.
"Xuanyuan Yun, now your ranking is far behind me." Monan said with a smile.
"Humph!" Xuanyuan Yun's eyes flashed fiercely and he walked away.
When Monan returned to his private room, everyone congratulated him.
Not many people can lose just one game. Monan should be ranked very high in this Jiuyou Hidden Dragon Ranking Competition.
Monan also seemed very happy. In fact, he did not expect that he would achieve such good results. It can be said that he was really lucky.
Due to the heavy consumption of the morning competition, Jingfeng has not fully recovered yet and has only regained his full strength.
It was Jingfeng's turn to compete soon. Jingfeng seemed a little nervous. He was afraid of meeting an opponent who was too strong.
In his current state, it is impossible for him to be an opponent of Wang Feng and Hong Yuntian.
"Brother Jingfeng, I wish you good luck!" Bi Fan patted Jingfeng on the shoulder.
"Don't worry, as long as I don't meet Xuan Wuji or a little pervert like you, I'll have no problem." Jingfeng said with a smile.
"Well, if you meet the Canglong brothers, are you sure of winning?" Bi Fan said unhappily.
"Brother Canglong is also a little pervert, and everyone who is with you is a pervert anyway."
"No. 10 Jingfeng, No. 10 Zhao Yunfei. Please come on."
"Brother Jingfeng, you are really lucky. Zhao Yunfei is not very strong. If you can't handle it, you will lose the face of our Qingyang Sect." Bi Fan said with a smile.
"I promise there will be no problem." The tremor subsided.
Although Jingfeng was injured in the morning, the injury was not serious.
Once on the competition stage, the referee announced the start of the competition.
Zhao Yunfei suddenly said: "Brother Jingfeng, your Qingyang Sect is very powerful, especially you, Bi Fan, and Monan. They are all very admirable."
"Brother Yunfei, what do you mean?" Jingfeng was a little confused.
It's obviously a martial arts competition, so why are you doing this in a domestic way?
"It doesn't mean anything, I just want to make friends with you." Zhao Yunfei smiled.
Zhao Yunfei is very sincere and doesn't seem to be joking.
Jingfeng became even more strange and was frowning in thought.
"Referee, I give up and admit defeat." Zhao Yunfei said loudly.
"Brother Yunfei, we are determined to be your friend." Jingfeng said.
Both of them walked off the competition stage, but no one could see that they were very close and they went their separate ways.
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