Ding Fan didn't pay attention to the list of 100 people that kept flickering in the void, and all his thoughts were now digesting the various insights that appeared in the previous battle. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For him now, all kinds of martial arts moves no longer have any effect, and what he wants to learn is supernatural skills.

Only the supernatural power can maximize the power of the spiritual power in the body, and it is easier to mobilize the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to participate in the battle, but unfortunately, he has not learned any supernatural power yet.

The Hydra Emperor didn't teach him, and neither did the silent primordial god seed in his mind.

Mei Shura and the top ten demon generals who were included in the Nine Shadows Godhead by him did not teach him, and all the masters around him seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and resolutely did not teach Ding Fan all kinds of magical powers.

In fact, Ding Fan also understood that the reason why they didn't teach was because they didn't want to lead Ding Fan astray, after all, Ding Fan's identity was a disciple of Taixumen.

If the high-level leaders of the Taixu Sect found out that Ding Fan had learned the supernatural powers of other factions and even the demon world, they would definitely be furious, and it would even be possible to expel Ding Fan from the door wall!

Another reason is that Ding Fan himself doesn't want them to teach.

Because, in his heart, he always remembered what Ding Haoran told him back then, so he wanted to wait until he really worshiped Ding Haoran as a teacher, and then follow him to learn the magic technique of Taixumen.

And at this moment, the various feelings in his mind were not about supernatural powers, but about the spiritual power in his body.

He had always been full of curiosity about the spiritual power in his body, and he knew that this was a new power generated by his spiritual power communicating with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and it was also an incomparably powerful power, and what he was more concerned about now was how to use it subtly.

In previous competitions, he had used spiritual power more than once to perform martial arts moves, but the results he received were not very ideal, and he was not as powerful as he imagined.

On the contrary, he inadvertently used his spiritual power as a kind of air flow, forming a defensive shield around his body, but it had a miraculous effect, resisting most of the opponent's attacks, and at the same time, he also won himself the opportunity and time to fight back.

At the moment, he is constantly deducing.

How should the spiritual power of the whole body be circulated in order to increase its power and defense?

Is it a single circulation?

Or is it a two-strand circulation? Or a multi-strand circulation?

Or...... Multi-strand crossover reverse circulation?

Ding Fan kept thinking about it and practiced silently in his heart.

Boom!

Suddenly, a drum sound spread throughout the entire Chaos Bead World, and tens of billions of inner and outer disciples immediately fell silent, and even their breathing became slight.

This all-party competition, the most important battles have finally begun!

The 100-place qualifying tournament is no longer a simple knockout round as before, but a group stage first, and then a knockout round, so that the true strength of these 100 disciples can be known relatively accurately.

That is to say, in the group stage, even if a disciple loses in a certain match, as long as his points are at the top, he can still enter the final knockout round, and he still has the right to compete for the last ten places.

"Disciples, after five days and five nights of uninterrupted competition, all the outer disciples have ended the competition, and a large number of talents worth cultivating have emerged, especially the first place in the outer disciples, the disciple called 'Xu Lietao', he can be described as a real dark horse king, with the strength of the ninth layer of the quenching realm, he can actually win the championship of the outer disciples, this has to be said to be a miracle!"

At this time, an old man with flowing white hair appeared on the competition platform.

This person's strength is strong, and terrifying spirit patterns are displayed around his body, exuding vast power, and all the disciples present don't even dare to breathe under the oppression of his might.

Spirit Pattern Realm!

Deacons Elder!

Everyone was shocked for a while, they never expected that the final hundred qualifying tournaments would be presided over by a deacon elder, it seems that the sect really attaches great importance to these hundred disciples.

At the same time, in each arena, there was also a deacon elder.

"Oh my God! There are fifty Spirit Pattern Realm powerhouses, this style is too high, right?"

"What's this going on?"

"It seems that the qualifying competition of these hundred disciples must be exciting, and at the same time, it is also extremely dangerous, otherwise, there would not be so many deacon elders!"

"It's been fifty or sixty years since I've been cultivating, and it's the first time I've seen so many Spirit Pattern Realm masters, and our Taixu Sect's foundation is really strong!"

"My Taixu Sect is known as the head of the ten major sects in the fairy world, and the foundation is naturally strong, but in the past, the competition was only presided over by the supplementary elders, but this time it is the first time that so many deacons and elders have come to preside, obviously, the meaning in this is very deep. ”

"Could it be that they want to take in apprentices?"

"Become an apprentice of the deacon......s and elders?! It's so envious!"

Seeing so many deacons and elders appear at the same time, all the disciples were stunned, and then, like a flood, the whole audience was boiling, and the sound was boiling!

On the contrary, Xu Lietao, the first disciple of the outer sect, is an absolute dark horse, and not many people pay attention to it, but he does not have a sense of loss, but is at ease.

His past experiences have sharpened his character to be extremely tenacious, and he will not be affected by such small things.

Ding Fan also opened his eyes and glanced at the fifty deacon elders on the stage, but he was not too surprised, after all, he had seen several of the masters of the Spirit Pattern Realm.

The Demon Marshal of the Hundred Peerless Valley 'Hundred Peerless Heavenly River', the Sect Master of the Seven Killing Palace's 'Killing Feiyu', the uncle of the Thousand Star Pavilion 'Mars' 'Xing Wanyue', and Deng Zhiqiang...... They are all masters of the Spirit Pattern Realm, and some of them have even fought against Ding Fan.

Ding Fan was naturally very aware of the strength of the Spirit Pattern Realm master, but after seeing more of it, he was no longer so shocked and curious.

"Silence!"

The white-haired deacon elder just roared softly, but his voice was like thunder, covering the audience, and all the disciples immediately closed their mouths, and once again they didn't dare to take a breath.

After everyone was quiet, the white-haired deacon elder spoke again: "There are also dark horses among the inner disciples, and there is more than one, they have all stepped into the spirit transformation realm, one step into the sky, and from then on get rid of the shackles of mortals, beyond the object, now, the entire Blood Spirit Continent is changing, all forces are accumulating strength, we can have so many spirit transformation disciples at once, it is indeed a gratifying and congratulatory event!"

"However, after all, we are a full-faction competition, so we must divide a sub-ugly Yinmao, so we old bones will preside over this final qualifying match under the assignment of the Sect Master!"

"These 100 inner disciples are all elites of the sect, the old man hopes that in the next competition, everyone can point to the end, and there will be no tragic incidents of cannibalism in the same door, otherwise, don't blame the old man for being polite!"

"Alright, qualifying has officially begun!"

As soon as the white-haired deacon elder's voice fell, the hundred names that flickered in the void suddenly rolled rapidly, and slowly divided into ten groups, each group of ten people.