Mai Fan looked at the other side in confusion, and the Xuanyuan Batian on the other side was even more shocked than his expression.

He trembled and pointed at Mai Fan and asked, "Aren't you level 8?"

Mai Fan nodded.

"Don't tell me that your level 8 is purely for practicing and rising by yourself, it's all the experience given by the main quest. ”

McFan continued to nod.

This behavior made Xuanyuan Batian's entire face distort: "How is this possible!"

"After getting the character card, the upgrade speed of farming monsters is much faster than understanding a technique by yourself!"

"You obviously have a character card, and your level has risen so quickly, how can it be the experience you have gained from your own cultivation!"

"It's not scientific!"

As the saying goes, there are shortcuts, why use stupid methods, they are here to play games, instead of really treating this place as a real world, devoting themselves to practicing martial arts.

But now, there is such a player standing opposite him, who wants to improve himself.

How could this not shock Xuanyuan Batian?

Probably figured out the reason, Mai Fan scratched his head a little embarrassed, he was an occupational disease, in his opinion, there is not much difference between the game world and the world of villain missions.

The main characters there are no worse than the people in this world, they are also flesh and blood, with stories and structures.

Improving oneself is of great benefit to oneself in the real world, and people in this world should not be aware of such an opportunity.

"So, I won this one. ”

There is a huge gap, and the final victory of the battle is achieved only by virtue of the player's ability.

Between the electric light and flint, the solution is crisp and neat.

"So Senior Xuanyuan, are there any other means you haven't used?"

"If not, you're welcome!"

After speaking, Mai Fan didn't wait for Xuanyuan Batian to react, he jumped to the opposite side of Xuanyuan Batian, just like the original fire foreman, and stretched out a slap......

'Smack'

A slap slapped Xuanyuan out again.

Peng...... Gollum......

This one, as he had done back then, lay on the ground.

There was silence in the spectators on the sidelines of PK.

It turns out that self-cultivation can reach such a powerful level?

Which is the right direction for the battle of character cards and the improvement of personal abilities?

Is complementing each other actually the best way to open a game?

Because of Maifan's battle, players thought a lot.

It was also in their stunned moments that the system of the PK field drew a sign of the end of this duel.

"Victor: Victorious"

"Winner's Reward: D-Rank Tantric Buddha Character Card (Normal)"

After 3 seconds, the player will be automatically sent out of the dueling arena. ”

“3，2，1”

brushed, Mai Fan and Xuanyuan Batian were sent to the outer area of the trading area by brushing.

The PK field and outside are so magical, Xuanyuan Batian, who was knocked out in the field, after leaving the PK field, stood outside like a good person.

It's just that according to the bet set by the two sides during the duel, the card was automatically assigned to McFan's backpack.

Coupled with the expenses of nearly 400 people who were watching, Mai Fan earned 50,892 points this time, not to mention, and an additional Tantric Buddha card with strength +5.

It's just a lot of money.

How could this not make Mai Fanxi smile.

Looking at it this way, he looked at Xuanyuan Batian a little more pleasing to the eye.

Mai Fan leaned over to Xuanyuan Batian, who was still stunned, and asked, "Senior Xuanyuan, do you still have a card?"

"Didn't you have enough insight into the duel just now? Let's do it again?"

I made Xuanyuan Batian angry, I didn't faint just now, and now I almost didn't stand firm.

"You, you, you......."

Under the fingers of Xuanyuan Batian, Mai Fan sang a promise: "Batian donor, the little monk is waiting for your next invitation, the little monk will definitely have a good time fighting with the donor!"

After speaking, he didn't forget to thank the people around him: "Concession, concession......" As he spoke, the person had already walked to the door of the trading hall, and in a flash, the person entered the teleportation track.

The map space of this game is extremely vast, and if you take a flying tool and enter the trading floor, I am afraid that it will take countless years.

This kind of teleportation array-like thing is a conduit that connects the real game and the game world.

Mai Fan has not had anything to do recently to return to his home in the villain game world, and now he has a new character card, isn't he going to hone in the game and prepare for the upcoming Shaolin Dabi.

And just like that, another month passed.

The wordless master was also relieved when he saw that Mai Fan didn't ask him to continue his studies.

In order to achieve a certain goal, he didn't even take the step of asking the head of the sect to ask the uncle, and temporarily suppressed Mai Fan's martial arts training progress.

Now that Dabi is getting closer and closer, as long as he reports the quota to the place, the next thing will be discovered by his masters, and he can be regarded as having fulfilled the entrustment of Senior Brother Wuhua.

The 'training' of the new junior is also considered to have been achieved.

Mai Fan smiled and watched his acting master tell him the rules of Dabi, as if he was fine, and waited for the day of the competition.

As a big competition that only occurs once every three years in Shaolin Temple, the monks in the temple attach great importance to it.

Even the monks who swept the floor in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as well as the 'guests' who temporarily lived in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, inevitably took a moment to relax and ran to the direction of the martial arts arena to see the performance of some 'special' people in this big competition.

As a master, he is naturally deaf and clear-sighted.

They stood on a hidden high place, watching the little monk smile and clasp his hands, not nervous at all, like a bystander, watching the little monks younger than him practice.

For the monks in the kindergarten class and the juvenile class, it is a big competition, and it is more like a collective appearance of the nature of performance.

Let the elders in the temple see the results of their practice in the past few years and correct the mistakes in the general direction.

It is precisely because of this that Mai Fan is too eye-catching in it.

He was supposed to play with the master and the ancestors in the junior class.

Now it occupies a seat among the adult wordless generation.

Although he is a member of Class C, he firmly occupies a place among the three seats.

Isn't he afraid of being criticized by others in Class C for his poor performance?

A few old guys who were worried about him couldn't help but shake their heads.

Then, they saw that the host of this session read out the order of the battle.

I don't know if I'm lucky or unlucky, and in terms of lottery, I ranked second in the last appearance.