After Yanchen successfully won the first round of promotion, the Fengyun team was down to the last member who had yet to play.
After a while, it was Zhongli Wuyuan's turn. His opponent was a powerful enemy, a lord from the realm of the demon clan.
The cultivation level of this demon lord is at a high level in the semi-holy realm.
Everyone discussed:
"That disciple is going to be in trouble. He unexpectedly encounters the demon lord Fan Wei (rong). Although Fan Wei is only in his thirties, his methods and strength are top notch."
"If there are no accidents, Fan Wei should be able to enter the top 100 in this year's Tianling Conference."
"Fan Xiu will win!"
Yunzheng and others in the waiting area also looked a little solemn.
Nangong Qingqing's fingers clenched slightly, and worry almost overflowed from her eyes. Yunzheng noticed that Nangong Qingqing's mood was strange, and shook her hand firmly and comfortingly.
"Believe in Zhongli."
Nangong Qingqing turned her head and saw the determination in Yunzheng Feng's eyes, and the worry and nervousness in her heart weakened a lot.
"Well, I believe him."
On the arena, Zhongli Wuyuan stood facing the demon clan Fan Wei.
Zhongli Wuyuan looked at the other party with a calm expression.
Fan Wei, the demon clan, did not take it lightly. He squinted his eyes and looked at the young male disciple in front of him. Although he could not see clearly his cultivation level, he should not be low in strength.
The game begins and the battle is about to begin!
Fan Wei's body is a demon wolf, so when fighting, he has the characteristics of a wolf.
Fan Wei transformed into a fire-type light ball in his hand, and the next moment, he blasted it out!
The fire-type light ball split into two parts in the void, and then divided into four parts... until it turned into densely packed light-type fireballs.
And at that moment, the light fireball turned into a sharp blade with a swish, swish, swish, and swept with a surge of power, crushing towards Zhongli Wuyuan!
The flames are so intense that they are as hot as a sword!
Nearly half of the arena was wrapped in fire blades, and the aura of a strong man rushed towards his face.
Zhongli Wuyuan's eyes narrowed, he stretched out his hands and quickly formed a seal formation.
In an instant, Zhongli Wuyuan raised his palm, and a huge light blue defensive array blocked in front of him, colliding with countless fire blades.
Immediately, sparks flew and blue light emitted.
"boom!"
There was a sudden explosion, and almost everyone couldn't help but focus on the battle between the two of them.
Fan Wei's eyes narrowed, he raised his left hand and covered the back of his right hand, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured out.
He shouted, "Go!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The stage was filled with flaming blades, covering Zhongli Wuyuan's entire body.
Everyone could only see the hazy figure wrapped in flames, and it was vaguely difficult for them to catch Zhongli Wuyuan's movement.
Someone asked in surprise: "Did he lose?"
"Does that need to be said? Lord Fan Wei is a strong man from the demon clan. How can he be compared to a young boy?"
"Meeting Fan Fei, that kid is down on his luck."
Just as everyone was discussing, a clear and powerful voice suddenly came into their ears:
"Formation - Reversal!"
At that moment, the flaming blade that was like pouring into the sky was reversed by an invisible formation force and quickly rushed towards Fan Wei's direction.
Whoosh!
Fan Wei seemed to have been prepared, and he immediately raised his hand and struck out with a palm, scattering all the flaming blades.
With a 'bang' sound, the flames gradually dissipated!
At this moment, there were slight burn marks on Zhong Li Wuyuan's clothes, but his expression remained indifferent, and he only saw him raising his bare hands.
The water elemental spiritual power flows with his fingertips, sketching a beautiful scene in mid-air.
At this moment, he rotated his hands clockwise, emitting strong water elemental spiritual power.
He said in a cold voice: "Come on! Come on! Everyone! Go up!"
"Haihe - shape!"
In an instant, he suddenly blasted out his palm, and a giant water column belonging to the high-level power of a semi-saint shot out in an instant and hit Fan Fei directly.
'boom--'
Fan Wei's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately retreated sideways to avoid it.
But I never thought that this water column with murderous power could track the direction.
While Fan Wei was dodging, he used his spiritual power to condense the protective spirit shield!
‘Kacha Kacha’
The spiritual shield had not blocked the water column for two seconds before it was broken through by the water column, hitting Fan Fei directly and knocking him away.
Bang!
Fan Wei hit the ground and was almost knocked out of the ring. At that critical moment, he transformed into a monster and grabbed the ground with his sharp claws.
There was a sound of "stab, stab, stab", and the sharp sound made by the sharp claws hooking the ground.
The demon wolf suddenly rolled sideways, its eyes glowing dangerously, and then ran towards Zhongli Wuyuan as fast as possible.
The two were entangled and fighting together in close quarters.
Many people were stunned, with disbelief in their eyes. Did they see it right?!
The young man who was fighting against Fan Wei seemed to be at a high level of cultivation in the semi-saint world! Wasn't he in the same realm as Fan Wei?!
"He is a peerless genius, right? He actually has a high-level cultivation level in the semi-saint world!"
"Is this the elite disciple trained by Shenye Sect?"
Shenye Sect and others had subtle expressions on their faces: "..." Zhongli Wuyuan has only been here for a few months, and it doesn't seem to be considered a training.
At this moment, Liang Guanren was bursting with laughter. Zhongli's disciple would really make people look good.
Yunzheng knew that Zhongli's match would not end so quickly and should last for about two quarters of an hour.
Who wins and who loses is not yet known.
If Fan Fei didn't have any strong cards, he probably wouldn't be able to defeat Zhongli, but if Fan Fei did, then Zhongli's situation would be a little dangerous.
Time passed bit by bit, and the battle between Zhongli Wuyuan and Fan Wei lasted for a full two-quarters of an hour.
In the end, Zhongli Wuyuan narrowly won.
This was completely beyond everyone's expectation, and the whole place was in an uproar.
Everyone sighed: "Shenye Sect is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon! I have never heard of this young disciple's name before..."
"Zhongli Wuyuan, I remember it."
In the waiting area_
When the friends saw the many embarrassing scars on his body, they frowned in worry and quickly stepped forward to help him sit down in his seat.
"Sit down quickly!"
At this time, Yan Chen calmly took out the elixir bottle from the storage space, walked up to Zhongli Wuyuan, opened the bottle cap, and then drank the elixir bottle after bottle for Zhongli Wuyuan.
"...enough cough cough..."
And the disciples of Shenye Sect sitting not far away said: "!!!"
Their pupils shrank. Junior Brother Yanchen had fed Junior Brother Zhongli at least ten bottles of pills, right? Didn’t that add up to dozens of pills?!
Isn't this too rich?
All the disciples cast envious glances.
Zhongli Wuyuan was seriously injured, so the friends unanimously agreed to leave Zhongli to Qingqing Beauty to take good care of him.
A figure of a certain person appeared in Feng Xinglan's field of vision. His expression paused for a moment, then he looked up at Yunzheng.
"Zheng Zheng, uncle is about to come on stage."
Yunzheng looked around and saw his uncle walking leisurely onto the second stage.
At this moment, the audience burst into enthusiastic and loud applause.
‘Pah, pah, pah—’
Yunzheng: "?" Why does uncle get such treatment?!
Everyone shouted excitedly: "The Mad Dog Emperor is finally here!"