Chapter Ninety-Three: A Draw
"Whew..."
On the stage, Ji Fan looked at the small electric arc dancing with a clicking sound, and exhaled deeply, for a moment, his mind calmed down, not affected by the outside world, and in his clear eyes, he gradually climbed out of an extremely terrifying battle intent, and his palm hanging down on his sleeve was five fingers, and five rotating spirit balls appeared at his wrist, but then his fast arm shook, and the five spirit balls disappeared again.
"Can't ...... all"
Different from Wang Ying, who dealt with the eighth stage of the aura, Ji Fan took out four spirit balls this time, the Cang Ling Killing Technique was domineering and peculiar, the spirit balls all existed independently, each time one was added, the power released would increase by one percent, and the four spirit balls were four percent more powerful on the basis of the eighth stage of the Aura Realm!
He glanced at the stands of the upper echelons of the sect, and did not see any surprise in the eyes of those people, and it seemed that he had not found that he had hidden a 'spirit'.
Approaching, Cheng Xiang only felt that a palpitating power suddenly erupted from Ji Fan's body, but in just a blink of an eye, he felt that this power disappeared, he frowned slightly, only to see the black light faintly in Ji Fan's hanging sleeves, and a relatively strong force emanated around him.
"What kind of spell is that?"
The sharp-eyed core disciples frowned in surprise when they saw Ji Fan's palm half-shrunk in his sleeve, but some people kept sweeping a strange gaze of irony towards Ye Lang and Fan Ming, because they only felt a faint power from Ji Fan, far less than the level of aura in Cheng Xiang's palm.
Wang Ying on the stage was different, because he had experienced it himself, so when he saw Ji Fan's movements, his eyes suddenly burst into a blazing light, and the disciples who were watching on the side were surprised, and finally moved to the side.
"Are you going to break the jar?" Chen Li tapped his fingers on the armrest, and said with a chuckle, when he said this, he kept looking at Ye Lang, but Ye Lang was too lazy to take care of it, and looked at Ji Fan with complete attention, although the power in Ji Fan's hand was extremely weak, it contained a kind of domineering strength, this kind of power, maybe it could not defeat Cheng Xiang, but it was still no problem to stand on his heels, and he believed that Ji Fan's return from training would not be only to this extent, he must have his own ideas.
And the fact is just as I thought, although Ji Fan's Cang Ling Extinguisher only released four 'spirits', the power contained in this blow is still far beyond his current stage! Every time the four black spirit balls in his sleeve rotated, the surrounding air was branded with a small black mark, as if even the air had been eroded clean! This was incomparable to the spell cast by Cheng Xiang!
"What a domineering technique!" On the stage of the high-level of the sect, Feng Daoming's eyes were shining, and behind him, the hall masters and courtyard masters also saw something, and they were stunned.
"This little guy has a lot of adventures. Li Crazy Lin laughed, and the others catered for a while.
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Ignoring the whispers in the surrounding stands, Ji Fan stared at Cheng Xiang's palm with a continuous purple aura, five fingers, the two aura balls spun and disappeared on his wrist at great speed, and after a moment he shook his palm violently, and black light poured out from the gap between his palms!
Cheng Xiang's pupils shrank, this time he fully felt the danger, after being surprised for a moment, he also began to face it, his right foot stepped back, pulled away from the stance, and the purple aura in the palm of his hand was a little thicker again.
He still casts the Mianling Palm, if he uses his stage and then casts a high-level spell, even if he wins, it is estimated that it will make people laugh.
"Here ......
Ji Fan's footsteps were gentle, and he leaned over with strength, his fist slowly pulled back, and his arm was exposed from the sleeve of the hunting coat, slender and fair, and he didn't have the slightest sense of strength, but the black light that came out of his fingers became more and more terrifying, as if he was holding a terrifying black hole, which was breathtaking.
Cheng Xiang's face did not change, and he dealt with it calmly, at this moment, his spirit was also mentioned to the highest, his eyes were no longer wooden, but replaced by a firmness, and the rather brilliant purple aura thunder in his palm kept swimming on it, making a terrifying snort.
Three-step ...... Two-step ...... One-step.
Under the attention of the audience, the two figures carried two brilliant lights, one black and one purple, collided together, fists and palms touched, and suddenly, the disciples who were closer to the martial arts platform felt it at the same time, and the air in front of them seemed to be shaken, and the old man on the high-level stage of the sect had a spiritual light under his feet, ready to rescue at any time, Ye Lang and Fan Ming stood up suddenly, and in the next second, a dull sound suddenly sounded on the martial arts platform, and the faces of the two turned white at the same time, and they were suddenly bounced out, and a mouthful of blood was spit out in mid-air.
"Ringing!"
"Senior brother!"
The Quartet exclaimed in unison, and after the two of them landed, they rolled out a few meters before they got up in embarrassment.
"Wow!"
"How so?"
"The eighth-dan and ninth-dan pinnacle battles are both defeated, how is it possible?!"
"There was a person in front who used the four-grade technique to defeat the six-rank, and now there is a low-level hard shake high-level, are the people in the Tianqing Courtyard really so strong?!"
This unexpected ending made all the disciples present watching the battle instantly stunned, and countless eyes converged on Ji Fan, which was difficult to remove for a while.
"Bang Bang Bang ......"
The applause suddenly came from somewhere, and someone looked over and saw the Juexin Sect Master Li Qilin clapping his palms, and he smiled with undisguised appreciation for Ji Fan.
"Talented, decisive, calm, not arrogant... This little guy has begun to have the conditions to become a strong man......" Feng Daoming also gave a very high evaluation.
"Two hundred and twenty-one and three hundred and seventy draw. The old man who lectured fell, glanced at the two of them in surprise, and announced the result.
And at the core disciples, Wu Gong, Wang Sheng and the others, who heard the results, were all a little worried, a disciple of the eighth stage had the power to fight against the ninth stage, which was really not good news.
"Hey, some people always like to be slapped in the face. Seeing this scene, Fan Ming stretched his waist and added a fire, Wu Gong's eyes flickered, and he glanced at him expressionlessly.
"Cheng Xiang didn't use advanced techniques, so he was merciful. As for Ji Fan's unexpected performance, Chen Li didn't mind what he said before, and he still had a mocking and contemptuous posture.
"Maybe, but if you put it at the same stage, I believe you can't beat it. Ye Lang seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, and he was willing to talk to him, but his words were not a gesture of goodwill, but a provocative response.
"Hehe, then I can slow down and wait for your junior brother to catch up, so don't try to stop you when you fall...... Maybe you lost the qualification to block at that time?" Chen Li's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he immediately crossed his arms and joked casually.
Ye Lang was not arguing with him, his clear eyes looked at the figure on the stage that was in the spotlight, and his expression was very pleased.
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Ji Fan was quite satisfied, and after the old man announced the results, he saw Cheng Xiang turn around and leave, and hurriedly chased after Cheng Xiang.
"Senior Brother Cheng. ”
Approaching, Ji Fan's face was pale, but his smile was very bright, and he stretched out a hand, and Cheng Xiangmu's expression was even more wooden. I don't know what it means, but when he saw Ji Fan's kind smile, he still politely stretched out his hand, and the two of them touched it.
"We'll have a chance to say goodbye. ”
That Cheng Xiang didn't wait for him to say anything, the words were concisely spit out, and he left after speaking, Ji Fan opened his mouth, and secretly said How did he meet some battle maniacs, Wang Ying didn't say anything, and Cheng Xiang came again, could it be that he was born to lead the enemy?
Ji Fan looked at Cheng Xiang's back, feeling that it revealed an extreme loneliness, and shook his head, secretly saying that he was really a weirdo.
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"You're strong! I'm looking forward to fighting you!"
Back on the stage, the disciples who participated in the competition felt pressure, and cast a surprised gaze at him, he was a little proud in his heart, this is this kind of awe in exchange for his efforts, and he has not yet sat down, Wang Ying on the side said menacingly.
He had a headache, smiled at him with an ugly face, and turned his face away from Wang Ying's fiery eyes full of fighting intent, for fear that this person would come up and swallow him alive in the next second.
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"Reclaimed?"
Ji Fan's attention subsided with the start of the next martial arts competition, and after a while, Yue Qing faintly looked at the fight on the martial arts platform and asked inexplicably.
"Hmm. Ji Fan glanced at him strangely, knowing what he was referring to, just now in the last battle with Cheng Xiang, he couldn't retract his strength and accidentally punched a wisp of death aura into Cheng Xiang's body, so there was this handshake.
It seems that nothing can escape the eyes of these four senior brothers.
"Be careful, this isn't a mountain, and it wouldn't be good if you killed someone. ”
Ji Fan nodded slightly, secretly wanting to hurry up and step into the spiritual realm, in the library pavilion, he learned that when he stepped into the spiritual realm, the aura could be controlled at will, and he would not have to be so careful at that time.
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