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"Brother Coldblood, you really don't leak the slightest bit of your mouth, and you even conceal such a disciple with outstanding strength, it's not easy to instantly bloody your palm with this hand!"

Many other peak masters who didn't know Lin Fan before started talking in surprise. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The blood transformation was equally surprised, he only had a trace of impression on Lin Fan.

Lin Fan's victory also caused a lot of discussion among the people watching the battle under the ring.

Lin Fan sat in the ring and breathed for a while, and a few more challengers came up in the other rings, but after a while, the kung fu went down again.

After a stick of incense, a challenger flew into the eighth ring, and it was he who was named.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, immediately stood up, and walked towards the center of the ring.

After a cup of tea, Lin Fan double-chaptered his might, and his bloody palms seemed to shoot towards the opposite side as if they had not stopped.

On the other side, a thin young man, holding a white bone shield in both hands, danced up and down desperately to resist the attack of the palm print.

Each palm slammed on the bone shield, causing the thin young man's body to tremble, even though he was still holding a cyan mirror-like magic weapon in his other hand, he couldn't swing it at all.

Finally, after the bone shield was slapped again, it shattered with a "dang" sound.

The thin young man was shocked, and he almost didn't think about it, and immediately shouted the word "admit defeat".

After admitting defeat, the thin young man did not wait for the blue-robed monk to announce the victory, and immediately jumped out of the ring in a gloomy manner.

This made everyone watching the battle in the ring commotion, and they couldn't help but talk about it.

"Who is this person, he easily defeated his opponent with a bloody palm alone, and he has never sacrificed any other magic weapon except for the small black flag!"

"yes, where did this person come from, why haven't I heard of it before."

"This person seems to be a disciple of our Blood Transformation Peak, I didn't expect his strength to be so strong!"

"How can his bloody palm activate so quickly?"

"This ......, this senior brother's bloody palm should have reached the point of Great Perfection, and he can make several palms in an instant."

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Such a commotion here in the eighth ring naturally attracted the attention of several disciples near the ring, and some of the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect who had not paid attention to this side just now also came over curiously and asked a little question.

Two days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Fan hasn't been in the eighth ring since, and in those two days he has defeated nearly a dozen challengers, and each time the winner has been decided in an instant.

By this time, Dabi's powerful disciples had basically been in the ring. Finally, after two full hours without anyone on the stage again to challenge the defenders in the hundred rings, the head of the Yin Corpse Sect officially announced the end of the first round of the sect competition.

Lin Fan and other guarding disciples also stepped down one after another after the head of the sect announced.

"Senior Brother Lin, you can make a big face for us to turn into a blood peak."

"Senior Brother Lin, congratulations. You are the core disciple of our Yifeng in this big competition, and you have entered the core disciple together with the ancestor disciples. ”

"Haha, in this way, do you dare to look down on our Blood Peak so much when you look at the other peaks!"

'Senior Brother Lin, congratulations. ”

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As soon as Lin Fan stepped out of the ring, a group of Blood Transformation Peak disciples immediately surrounded him and said excitedly.

Lin Fan naturally responded modestly with a few words, and then went back.

Early the next morning, thousands of disciples poured into the square again.

The head of the Yin Corpse Sect and the other peak masters were suspended above the ring, and raised their voices:

"You should already know the specific rules of the second round, so I won't say anything more. Now the head of this is announcing that the second round of the challenge competition has officially begun. ”

"All the guarding disciples can now come to the stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud "whoosh" and "whoosh" from under the ring, and the hundred disciples who had already prepared immediately flew to the ring representing him, and there was no lack of anyone.

As soon as Lin Fan's eyes flashed, he saw Liu Feng and He Bing, two acquaintances, one ranked twelfth and the other ranked fifteenth in the ring.

They are all from the No. 16 Mine, they are all old disciples, and they are in the same team as Lin Fan.

"Very good, in order of ranking, the lower-ranked disciples can challenge the top-ranked disciples at will, the winner will go to the high-level ranking, and the loser will stay in the low-level ranking ring. After the ring referee asked three times in a row, no one challenged, and the disciple's challenge ended. Each person has only one challenge right for one disciple, and now the challenge begins. After the head of the Yin Corpse Sect nodded, he raised his voice and said.

After the disciples in the ring exchanged glances, a young man who looked pale stepped out of the banner and challenged a certain disciple on the opposite side by name.

The referee in the ring pinched the trick with one hand, and suddenly the brilliance on the ring flag flashed, and a layer of light covered the entire ring.

After the two glanced at each other, they directly pulled out the talisman seal one by one, and the other sacrificed the flying sword and immediately cast a spell from a distance away.

The battle between the two was not exciting, almost one kept urging the flying sword in his hand to attack the other party, the other released the talisman seal defense as soon as possible, and at the same time urged the magic weapon to counterattack.

Both men seem to be unusually cautious and conservative people, and have no intention of approaching each other at all.

But in this way, it turned out to be a war of consumption of resource storage for a while.

For them, although the ordinary magic weapon attack is fast, the power is obviously insufficient, and it cannot break through the opponent's runic seal defense.

Therefore, the battle between the two of them just kept waving magic weapons, simply sacrificing defensive talismans and occasionally activating spells, which made everyone in the audience a little drowsy.

However, after a meal, the challenger finally grabbed a defensive talisman seal of the opponent and consumed the replacement effort, knocked the opponent unconscious with a short stick magic weapon, and then after the ring referee announced the victory, he fought to the opponent's ring in ecstasy.

After the referee fell from the air, he examined the injured slightly, treated him slightly, and ordered the loser to be carried down first, announcing the continuation of the next challenge.

Perhaps stimulated by the first competition, dozens of people rushed out almost at the same time and challenged the ring they fancied.

So after selecting the challenge objects one by one, the competition began again.

Among them, He Bing, who ranked fifteenth, faced a challenge from a strong enemy, and had to show a swarthy chain for the first time, turning it into countless lock sets to tie the opponent into a knot, and finally defeated the opponent.

Liu Feng also showed a small flag as black as ink for the first time, and under the wave, a group of strange cold black qi rolled out, and turned the challenger into a frozen body in a moment, which made many people exclaim.

However, no matter how fierce these competitions were, and some people were really defeated to replace their positions, the rankings of He Bing, Liu Feng and others were retained.

However, no one dared to challenge the top ten people.

Everyone in the ring kept looking at each other, but Lin Fan felt that the eyes of several people were locked on him.

Lin Fan's expression remained unchanged, but he sighed in his heart.

Apparently many people thought he was the weakest of the ten.

This is also a very normal thing, on the surface, compared to several other people, he seems the most strange. The reason why they didn't immediately challenge them was probably because they were worried about whether he had other hidden means.

And just when Lin Fan was thinking so, one of the seventeenth ranked disciples, after hesitating for a moment, suddenly stepped forward and said loudly:

"Disciple Nangong Yi wants to challenge Senior Brother Lin, who is now ranked eighth!"

This person has a slender figure, a handsome face, and at the same time holds a strange-shaped golden wheel in his hand, and as soon as Fang stands out, it gives people a feeling of extraordinary momentum.

When Lin Fan heard this, he immediately looked at the other party with a few narrowed eyes.

When the referee in the eighth ring heard this, he glanced at Lin Fan lightly, and then nodded in permission.

Seeing this, Lin Fan also walked towards the center of the ring with an expressionless face.

At this time, the referee of the ring pinched the trick with one hand, stimulated the light mask on the ring again, covered all the two fighters, and loudly announced the start of the challenge.