Tomorrow's competition is great news for Feng Fan. After all, Feng Fan has suffered trauma, especially his spiritual consciousness. In addition, Mo Jinyang just attacked him with his spiritual consciousness, which caused Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness to be consumed even more.
, if the competition continues, it will be extremely detrimental to Feng Fan.
"Brother Feng, how are the two battles today?" Returning to the cave, Duan Yunshang casually opened the restrictions around the cave and asked with a slight frown.
"Today's two battles consumed a lot of energy, especially the consumption of spiritual consciousness. In the first game, Mo Jinyang was trapped in the beast at the end and still fought, but he actually used a spiritual attack, which cost me a lot." Feng Fan said tiredly.
"Tomorrow's battle will be even more dangerous." Duan Yunshang said somewhat gloomily.
"No matter what, I will defeat Lei Wanxi. I have participated in many competitions in the past hundreds of years. No matter how dangerous the scene is, I have experienced it. This kind of danger is nothing to talk about!" Feng Fan proudly said
smiled.
The next day, Feng Fan and Duan Yunshang got up very early. Feng Fan, who had just gotten up, suddenly showed a look of ecstasy on his face, because he felt that his consciousness seemed to have recovered a lot. "Yun Shang, my consciousness
It seems that there has been a great recovery." Feng Fan lowered his head and whispered in Duan Yunshang's ear, then turned one hand over, and a red light group suddenly appeared above his palm. When Feng Fan's spiritual consciousness and true energy were concentrated in it,
After entering, the red light turned into a ball of red flames, mottled and jumping above Feng Fan's palm, undulating.
"This...this is the aura of the initial level monks in the early stages of Dacheng!" Duan Yunshang swept the flame with his spiritual consciousness and became extremely pleasantly surprised.
"Yes, with the rapid recovery of my spiritual consciousness, I can actually exert the strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the early stage of Dacheng!" Feng Fan looked radiant.
"What is the reason for this? According to common sense, a large amount of spiritual consciousness was consumed yesterday, which was not good for the recovery of your strength, but today you have recovered your strength significantly." Duan Yunshang said with a smile.
"Maybe it's because I was recovering every day some time ago. Yesterday, I was attacked by the divine consciousness, which was a moderate stimulus to the spiritual consciousness, so I accelerated my recovery after yesterday night. In addition, I was fighting against Mo Jinyang that day.
I swallowed a soul-strengthening pill, which seems to be the reason why my consciousness has accelerated today and has regained a certain strength again." Feng Fan thought for a moment, seemed to have remembered something, with a bright smile on his cheeks, and whispered
smiled.
"It's true that God is helping you. You can exert the strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the early stage of Dacheng. This is considered invincible among Yuanying stage monks. As long as you guard against the opponent using special talismans, you should be foolproof.
" Duan Yunshang relaxed his frown and said with a smile.
"Yes, even though I fought with Lei Wanxi that day and found that this person can easily display the strength of a peak-level monk in the late Nascent Soul, but in my current state, it is difficult for him to defeat me." Feng Fan smiled.
He nodded.
More than an hour later, thousands of monks gathered at the top of the Feitian Sect. Almost all the monks of the Feitian Sect came here to watch the next competition for the leader. After days of competition, the two monks who were able to reach this round
, both Feng Fan and Lei Wanxi are extremely powerful. Today's battle will actually bloom with a dazzling aura, and it will also become a glorious page.
"Feng Fan seems to be injured. The strongest person in this competition can exert a strength equivalent to that of a peak-level monk in the later stage of Nascent Soul, so it is not yet known who will win this competition."
"Eldest Brother is at his peak, so I'm still optimistic about Eldest Brother."
"That's not necessarily true. Feng Fan possesses many talismans and magic weapons. In yesterday's battle, he used countless black magic beads and purple jade divine beads, so I am still optimistic about Senior Brother Feng."
"Elder Senior Brother has trained his body to the extreme. In addition, he is not injured at all, and he has many talismans and treasures on his body, so this competition will be extremely fierce."... The competition has not yet begun, Shi
There were murmurs of discussion around the stage. After all, Lei Wanxi is a Yuanying-stage monk of the Feitian Sect. Apart from the peak-level Yuanying-level monks of the Feitian Sect, Lei Wanxi can be said to be the most qualified, and with his tyrannical
In terms of strength, even the peak-level monks in the late Nascent Soul stage may not be as prestigious as this senior brother. And Feng Fan is a rising star. Not only has he created many impressive achievements in the Qi gathering stage and foundation building stage, such as the entire Golden Moon Ancient Kingdom,
He won first place in both the Qi Gathering Stage monk competition and the crystal jade mine competition that year. Coupled with the earth-shattering things that happened in the Tiandong Mountain trial and the Treasure Forest a year ago, this rising star's reputation has been on the rise.
Lei Wanxi.
"The following is the final showdown for the master's competition, between Feng Fan and Lei Wanxi." Lin Jingnan read out loudly. I don't know if it was intentional, but he put Feng Fan's name at the front. Hearing this, Lin Jingnan said
The moment he spoke, Lei Wanxi's face immediately became a little stiff. As soon as Lin Jingnan finished speaking, things started to boil. Feng Fan slowly walked out of his position and walked towards a stone platform below. Lei
Wan Xi, however, seemed impatient and rushed towards the same stone platform.
"Flying School Feng Fan." Feng Fan had a calm expression on his face, as if he was not participating in the competition, but just a bystander. After all, in the past, Feng Fan had participated in countless competitions and experienced countless life-and-death fights.
Therefore, there was no fluctuation in his heart regarding the scene in front of him.
"Feitian Sect Lei Wanxi." Lei Wanxi stared at Feng Fan closely, dropped a cold word, and at the same time opened the true essence guard. Lei Wanxi waved his fists, and as the true essence poured out, his hands
The fist emits a huge black mist. After the fog rapidly expands to a certain extent, it forms a huge black air mass, and this huge fist is rising slowly. Lei Wanxi swings his fists towards Feng Fan, and the huge fist is
Flying towards Feng Fan. In the void, the black fists suddenly spread out and turned into countless fist shadows, sweeping towards Feng Fan like an overwhelming force.
Seeing Lei Wanxi perform the unique skill of returning to the clan with ten thousand fists as soon as he took action, Feng Fan did not dare to wave his fists carelessly. As countless cyan mist poured out, a huge fist suddenly appeared in front of his body. Feng Fan didn't dare to hesitate.
Fan waved his hands, and huge fist shadows shot out violently, suddenly spreading out in the void and turning into countless fist shadows.
"Crack, crack, crack..." Countless green and black fist shadows met, and a huge sound erupted. As the fist shadows disappeared one after another, all the fist shadows made by Lei Wanxi were breathing for several seconds.
The time dissipated, but there were still dozens of fist shadows transformed by Fengfan Fist Gang, and they continued to run towards Lei Wanxi on the opposite side.
"The strength of the initial level monks in the early stage of Dacheng!" Feeling the aura in the fists flying rapidly from the opposite side, Lei Wanxi screamed with an earthy face, waved one hand, and countless fists poured out, towards the dozens of flying fists.
A shadow of a fist flew away. After experiencing countless impacts, the second round of fists sent by Lei Wanxi and the remaining fists of Feng Fan's first round disappeared almost at the same time.
"The strength of the initial level monks in the early stage of Dacheng!"
"Senior Brother Feng seems to have recovered somewhat from his injuries, and he is actually able to display the strength of a monk of this level!"
"Now Senior Brother is in trouble. It seems that Senior Brother Feng will win this last competition!"
"That's not necessarily the case. I remember that the last time we competed for the leadership, Lei Wanxi was able to exert a strength equivalent to that of a peak-level monk in the late Yuanying period, but in the end he was defeated by Lin Jingnan because he had a special talisman. So,
In addition to having a huge relationship with strength, other factors are also very important whether Feng Fan can win in the end."... After Feng Fan unleashed his fists to fight Lei Wanxi, many onlookers were like Lei Wanxi.
, all felt through their spiritual consciousness what level of monk power emanated from Fengfan Fist Gang, so they started talking one after another.
"Don't think that you can get the position of leader just by showing strength equivalent to the initial level of monks in the early stages of Dacheng." Lei Wanxi gritted his teeth, shouted angrily, and then touched the storage ring on his finger, a yellow longan-sized one.
The elixir suddenly appeared in his hand. After hesitating, Lei Wanxi swallowed the yellow elixir. After a breath, the aura emanating from his body surged, breaking through from the initial level of the late Yuanying stage to the late Yuanying stage.
The peak level, and then quickly climbed to the initial level of early Dacheng. Although it seems that Lei Wanxi's cultivation level is only the initial level of early Dacheng, but because of the special cultivation method, Lei Wanxi is able to perform at the peak level of early Dacheng at this time.
The strength of a monk!
"Shengyuan Pill!" When he saw the yellow dragon's eye-sized elixir, he scanned it with his spiritual consciousness and found that his opponent's cultivation level had improved by a whole level. Feng Fan whispered in his heart, and a wry smile appeared on his face.
He originally thought that he could defeat his opponent by showing strength that was half a level higher than his opponent, but when he saw that his opponent was able to show strength that was half a level higher than him after taking this elixir, Feng Fan's heart sank.
Sheng Yuan Dan is a fifth-grade elixir. It can temporarily increase the user's cultivation level by one level within 72 hours after taking it, including leaping levels. However, it will greatly consume spiritual consciousness and true energy afterwards. It can only be taken for one month.
Once, otherwise it will leave great hidden dangers.
In order to win the position of leader and avoid death, Lei Wanxi has no scruples at this time. After all, if he does not get the position of leader of Feitian Sect, both he and Mo Jinyang will lose their use value. The Alliance of Ancient Countries Cultivation Alliance
I will kill ants like them without hesitation.
If they obtain the position of leader, the two of them will have great value in the eyes of the Cultivation Alliance, and both their lives and their cultivation will be fully guaranteed.