But that's all for later, so there's no need to mention it at this point.

Soon, under the notice of the referee's mentor, Pan Yanfeng slowly came on the field.

Against him, it was Bai Feitu of the Pharaoh Academy, a fourth-year student, the peak of the fourteenth level of Yuan Li, and he was only one kick away from breaking through to the fifteenth level.

This is a formidable opponent, and he has participated in international exchange competitions for four consecutive years, so he has a lot of experience.

And his image is also quite weird. The body is thin, like a mummy, and the thin gown on his body also exudes the smell of decay from time to time.

Su Bingcai looked at the tablet in his hand and said, "Bai Feitu is the most powerful student of the Pharaoh's Academy, and it is rumored that he is the heir of an ancient pharaoh who has awakened the blood power of his ancestors. So, there is the soul and power of the pharaoh in the body. And his attack method, in addition to the special secret method of death pervasiveness, also comes with characteristics that can reduce the attack power of others and even the desire to attack. So although he is level fourteen, he already has the ability to fight against level fifteen, and it is difficult to entangle, Pan Yanfeng is probably a bit hanging. ”

"I think he could win. Gan Yichen said.

Su Bingcai looked at him and asked, "Why do you think so, could it be that he has practiced some secret moves recently?"

"Not really. Gan Yichen shook his head and said, "Just because he has lost twice in a row, he doesn't want to and can't lose anymore." ”

During the training camp, as the most powerful opponents of the two schools, Gan Yichen and Pan Yanfeng could be regarded as sympathetic to each other, and often exchanged each other's experiences and experiences together. Pan Yanfeng is better than talent, and Gan Yichen is better than understanding and experience, which can be regarded as having their own merits.

When chatting, Pan Yanfeng has always been haunted by the first two failures.

Others understood him and thought that Elders was too powerful to be defeated.

But in Pan Yanfeng's view, defeat is defeat, and it has nothing to do with whether others are strong or not.

The stronger the others, the more they are weak, so what reason is there not to admit defeat?

Therefore, in his words, he always expressed his eagerness to win. And before this game with the Pharaoh Academy, Pan Yanfeng even told Gan Yichen that no matter what, he must win! Otherwise, I will be sorry for those who let him sit in the main position!

Gan Yichen believes that Pan Yanfeng will win, precisely because he sees the desire of this partner.

When a person's belief reaches its peak, no matter how great the difficulty is, it cannot stop his steps.

Besides, Pan Yanfeng's strength is indeed not bad, and the reason why he will lose is only because the Yuan Force level is too different from Eldes. If the two are equal, it is not impossible to win.

On the field, Pan Yanfeng and Bai Feitu are not the kind of people who like to talk nonsense, they look at their opponents and are full of fighting spirit.

With the departure of the referee instructor, the game officially began.

A breeze also rose on the field, Zuo Kai rubbed his eyes, and muttered, "Where did you get so much sand?" ”

"This is not sand, but an Egyptian secret method!" Su Bingcai said with a solemn expression.

The wind brought yellow sand, which began to be very little, and gradually became more and more. In contrast, Pan Yanfeng, who was standing on the field, felt it more intensely.

A debilitating and decaying aura constantly surrounded him, making him feel as if he had fallen into a quagmire. The yellow sand around it seems light and inconspicuous, but in fact it is like a knife.

There are as many grains of sand as there are knives, and the crisis that others can't see has completely shrouded Pan Yanfeng unconsciously.

His hand tightened his grip, and black Yuan Li gushed out, turning into a two-zhang long ghost knife.

This is the secret method of Pan Yanfeng's fame, the ghost knife is gloomy, and countless ghost things on the knife body roar at the enemy.

And Bai Feitu, who was standing opposite, was almost gone, and his body was hidden behind countless yellow sands, looking erratic.

Suddenly, Pan Yanfeng felt his hairs stand on end, and he didn't want to hide to the right.

A withered palm passed through where he had just been, and although he avoided the blow, the yellow sand around him was stirred and cut his body.

A large amount of Yuan Force was forced to be expended on protecting his body, and the faint cyan light made him look like a humanoid light bulb that would glow.

Su Bingcai's face in the audience was even more solemn: "The curse of the Egyptian secret pharaoh is really as rumored to be extremely weird. This battle must be resolved quickly, and the longer it drags on, the more detrimental it will be to us. ”

Not only him, but others also saw the clues.

However, Bai Feitu was hidden behind the yellow sand, and it was not easy to find his location accurately by overcoming those obstacles? Pan Yanfeng was almost successfully attacked just now, which is enough to prove this.

Pan Yanfeng himself knew that the yellow sand hit his body, and every second made his Yuan Power consume a lot. If it dragged on for ten minutes or eight minutes, he might not need to make a move, he would have exhausted all his strength and would be defeated without a fight.

But before he went on the court, he swore that even if he fought hard this time, he would never lose again!

The ghost knife in his hand was raised, slashing in all directions like Hot Wheels.

The 360-degree slash without dead angles allowed the aura of the ghost knife to quickly penetrate the yellow sand barrier and spread in all directions.

In the next second, Pan Yanfeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately struck in a certain direction with a knife without hesitation.

No matter how fierce the yellow sand was, it couldn't stop him.

After running for about ten meters, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed forward: "Pretend to be a ghost, come out for me!"

As soon as the knife fell, the yellow sand was forced to the side, and the power of this knife represented Pan Yanfeng's strongest state.

The ghost knife fell heavily to the ground, Pan Yanfeng's eyes showed a look of astonishment, and he cut it empty?

No, it's not hollowed!

I saw that in front of him, a figure collapsed, turned into countless yellow sand, and was swept into the air again.

It's a dummy!

Pan Yanfeng reacted immediately, and before he could take precautions, one palm pressed against his back. Yuan Li exploded, Pan Yanfeng snorted and was sent flying.

The yellow sand in mid-air cut countless wounds on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he was drenched in blood and suffered a lot of injuries.

What's more, the debilitating aura attached to that Yuan Force burrowed into his body along the wound, constantly wearing down his strength and will.

This is the blood power of Egypt, just like the negative buff in the game, which is very troublesome.

Bai Feitu didn't plan to solve Pan Yanfeng immediately, he could continue to consume it, and the victory would be easy to achieve.

Watching Pan Yanfeng try to dodge in the yellow sand storm, but he was still hit from time to time, his breath became weaker and weaker. Everyone in Huaxia Kingdom on the field was worried, they hoped that Pan Yanfeng would win, but the situation in front of them seemed to be not as good as they expected.

Gan Yichen stared at the situation on the field and asked, "Classmate Jiang, if you meet such an opponent, is there a way to crack it?"

"It's pretty simple. Jiang Yiye said calmly: "If you release a hundred Yuanli wires all over the entire competition venue, you can naturally find him." ”

Gan Yichen was stunned, and then laughed dumbly. That's right, with Jiang Yiye's Yuan Power control level, a secret method like the pharaoh's curse didn't have any confusing effect on him at all. And those knife-like yellow sand are difficult to break through his body's defenses.

How powerful Jiang Yiye's physical body is, Gan Yichen knows it very well, and there is nothing he can do if he is two or three levels higher.

"However, Senior Pan should also have a way to crack it, although his aura is weakened, the amplitude is much faster than normal. In my opinion, it should also be to confuse the opponent. Jiang Yiye said.

Gan Yichen nodded, he also found this, but he was curious about what kind of way Pan Yanfeng would fight back.

Jiang Yiye already has an answer to this question. He gestured and said, "Look at the ground." ”

Gan Yichen looked at the competition venue carefully, and then was slightly stunned. I saw that at some point on the ground, wisps of black gas began to increase.

It looked like the traces left by Pan Yanfeng's constant wielding of the ghost knife, but if you distinguish it carefully, you can detect that this black qi is always there, and there is no sign of dissipating at all.

"It's ......"

Jiang Yiye smiled slightly and said, "I think, this should be the result of Senior Pan's recent training." ”

As he spoke, the situation on the field suddenly changed.

Bai Feitu's second attack was easily dodged by Pan Yanfeng, and at the same time, the ghost knife slashed back, almost slashing his arm just a little.

Bai Feitu, who quickly retreated, once again hid in the yellow sand, his figure erratic.

A few dozen seconds later, he attacked.

However, this time he was still dodged and then counterattacked.

Moreover, Pan Yanfeng's dodge and counterattack speed was obviously faster than before. The ghost knife slashed at his arm, making a sound of metal clashing, causing the faces of the Pharaoh's Academy to change slightly.

"How could he possibly find out where Bai Feitu really was?" asked Renebo, the substitute for the strongest student exchange, in surprise.

Bashir, who had previously lost in the formation science, although he lost the game, his eyesight was still there.

"Look at the ground, what is that!" al-Bashir exhaled.

Everyone followed the prestige, only to see wisps of black gas rising from the ground, turning into countless ghosts and permeating the yellow sand.

Pan Yanfeng couldn't control hundreds of Yuan Li wires at the same time like Jiang Yiye, but he had his own means.

Staring at the countless yellow sands, Pan Yanfeng's eyes were full of confidence. The blood stains on the corners of his mouth did not prevent him from improving his beliefs at all.

What about the Egyptian secret method, the power of the bloodline?

Huaxia Kingdom does not have the blessing of blood power, but we have the belief that we will never give in, and the heart that does not want to become stronger all the time!

When he was in Northern Europe, Gan Yichen had already completed the second stage of the ascension of the secret method of Purple Yang Dragon Qi.

A person who once lost to himself has done it, why can't he Pan Yanfeng?

During this period of intensive training, Pan Yanfeng's biggest achievement was to upgrade his secret method to the second stage.

The evolution of the ghost knife, the night walk of the hundred ghosts!

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