Di Fei has been proud recently, two days ago, because of the arrival of the new elite disciples of Yaoshan and the Immortal Sect, the battle between the Immortal Sect and the new disciples of Yaoshan opened again. This time, his sworn enemy Ouyang Madman was not at the headquarters, and the two ice lumps that Yaoshan could fight with him were not at home, and there was only a bunch of little minions left, and his side would definitely be able to eat them. Thinking of the 10,000 contribution that was about to enter his pocket, Di Fei's face couldn't help but smile.

By Di Fei's side, there were nearly thirty third-order and fourth-order cultivators around him at this moment, including three fourth-order mid-order monks and one fourth-order late-stage monk. Their side only lost one of their five games against the opposition yesterday, and only need to win two games today. "Hmph, should I personally stand up in front of these new boys today?" Di Fei pondered like this, and at the same time, he was surrounded by the new disciples of the Immortal Sect and entered the school arena like a moon.

At this moment, in the school technical field, the disciples of Yaoshan came early, everyone knew that Lu Yi and Xin Tong were going to teach each other a lesson today, and the names of the two of them have always been very loud in Yaoshan, so everyone waited there early, and after Fang Cong finished registering, received the number plate of the school technical field, and clarified the venue, these little guys stood far behind Lu Yi and the three of them in awe.

Not long after, under the personal leadership of Ye Hua, a group of young disciples led by Di Fei on the side of the Changshengmen also came to the No. 7 school technical venue, and from a distance, Di Fei saw the three Lu Yi who were standing in front of them with a slight gap with the disciples of Yaoshan Mountain. One of them, Di Fei, naturally knew that it was Fang Cong, who had been defeated yesterday by another fire disciple of his own side who had just advanced to the late fourth order, but the other two were looking at him, could it be that he was a newcomer? But when his spiritual power swept over Xin Tong, he was suddenly taken aback, a fifth-order monk, a real fifth-order monk! Didn't he say that Ouyang Madman was the strongest in Yaoshan? What was the matter with this fifth-order monk, and this person was obviously younger than himself?!

Thinking of the ill-intentioned smile of the sixth-order late-stage monk in charge of registration when he went to register just now, and the unusual behavior of saying that he would personally preside over today's competition, Di Fei's heart suddenly became apprehensive. The other party actually came out of a fifth-order cultivator, and he was definitely not his opponent when he went up together, and there were still five games today, doesn't this mean that Yaoshan is going to turn the tables today? No, absolutely not, finally Ouyang Crazy Ice Pimple They are not there, what do you say This time you can't miss such a great opportunity.

I have to think of a good way, Di Fei racked his brains there to think of countermeasures as he walked, and he couldn't help but slow down. The young disciple behind him didn't notice it, and his toes stepped on Di Fei's heels, and his body almost hit Di Fei's body, and his face was suddenly frightened, for fear that Di Fei would blame him. But Di Fei didn't seem to notice any of this, and still walked there slowly.

Just when everyone was wondering why Di Fei was so good-tempered today, they suddenly heard Di Fei shout, "Yes!" and suddenly frightened the disciples around him. Di Fei thought of an idea, so he quickened his pace, and came to Lu Yi and the others in a few steps.

"Kid surnamed Fang, do you dare to come today?!" Di Fei took the lead, pretending not to see Lu Yi Xintong, "You have lost four games yesterday, how many are you going to lose today?"

"Hmph!" Fang Cong scoffed at Di Fei's provocation.

"But this time it's also your back, who let Ouyang Crazy None of them be there?!" Di Fei pretended to sympathize with the other party, "After going back yesterday, I thought about it, if we continue to fight like this, only one person from our side will be enough, which will not only play the role of training disciples, but also a little too much bullying you, even if we win, it will inevitably make you unconvinced." Therefore, I decided to temporarily change the rules today: the disciples of each side can only win three games in a row and must be dismissed, otherwise, we will only have one person on our side, and the other juniors and brothers will not be able to practice with you, and they will definitely have opinions. Di Fei's words were high-sounding, not only showing that his side was more generous, but also not forgetting to belittle the other party, saying that the other party was a target for his own people to practice.

Fang Cong naturally stopped when he heard this, originally, he also planned to let Xin Tong win five consecutive victories today to suppress the other party's arrogance. He took a step forward and was about to speak, but was stopped by Lu Yi. He looked at Lu Yi puzzled, but saw Lu Yi nodding at himself. In fact, since Di Fei and the others came to the school field, Lu Yi has been observing them, and naturally quickly found out Di Fei, the soul figure among the young disciples of the Immortal Sect, from Di Fei's expression changes and the speed of his steps, Lu Yi has generally known that the other party must have discovered the existence of Xin Tong, and can think of the countermeasures in a short period of time, and he said it so high-soundingly, Lu Yi still admires Di Fei's wit, this person is a good seedling.

Fang never understood what Lu Yi meant, but he trusted Lu Yi very much, and when he saw Lu Yi nodding, he said: "You have a lot of things to do in the Immortal Sect, you were the ones who wanted to change the rules and not limit the number of times you got off the game back then, and now it's you who limit the number of times, and you are all willing to take advantage of it, and you are also shameful." Okay, we adults don't care about villains, since you have to change the rules, then change it, we will still be the final winners. ”

Di Fei let out a long breath, a big stone in his heart fell to the ground, the other party actually accepted his conditions, then this time you have to grasp it well, at that moment, Di Fei turned his head and said to another fourth-order late-stage monk beside him: "Ma Chongtian, you have already won one game yesterday, today we will not change people, wait for you to win two more games, we will win, I invite you to drink." "Di Fei This is a good calculation, two fourth-order late-stage monks on his side, and only one fifth-order monk on the other side can win steadily, then send a fourth-order late-stage monk to the field first, if the other party does not come out of the fifth-order monk, his side will definitely win, in this way, the total score is five to one, even if the opponent's fifth-order monk wins three games in a row, the total score is only five to four, and the last one is the finale, which can not only win the game, but also seem to be able to turn the tide, and then you can gain fame and fortune, of course, it doesn't matter if you lose, it's a big deal It's a five-to-five draw。 It would be better if the other party came up and sent a fifth-order monk to the field, this Ma family's Ma Chongtian had a lot of dissatisfaction with himself since he advanced to the late fourth-order stage, and he just borrowed the other party's hand to knock and beat him.

The fourth-order late-stage cultivator known as Ma Chongtian glanced at Di Fei with disdain, and then walked into the field. He naturally saw the identity of Xin Tong's fifth-order monk at this moment, thinking that Di Fei suddenly proposed to modify the rules just now, he understood Di Fei's intention with a slight roll of his eyes, but Di Fei was still the boss of the young disciples of the small group of the Immortal Sect on the bright side, although he had also advanced to the late stage of the fourth order, but he could not shake his position in a short period of time, so he could only endure it first. He made up his mind, if the other party came to a random disciple, he would go all out to win; if the opponent's fifth-order monk went down, he would symbolically beat a few times and then admit defeat, and then use the agitation method to provoke Di Fei to get off the field, and the limelight could not let Di Fei go out alone, even if he lost, he had to pull him into the water.

Before this foreign war began, the civil war on the side of the Immortal Gate had already quietly started.

Lu Yi's heart was naturally bright about Di Fei's calculations, and he smiled and said to Xin Tong: "Go ahead, move quickly, remember one, two, three." "One, two, three is a code word that Lu Yi made an appointment with Xin Tong before, which is to remind Xin Tong not to expose his strength too early, the so-called one, refers to letting Xin Tong only use one spiritual attribute against the enemy;

Xin Tong nodded and strode in. Ye Fei, who was in charge of hosting on the side, also saw all this, and he felt a little strange in his heart, looking at Lu Yi, among the three of them, the most inconspicuous was Lu Yi, why did the other two dolls take him as the main one? With doubts, Ye Fei activated the defensive array, and a spiritual shield covered Xin Tong and Ma Chongtian in it, which meant that the game between the two could begin.

Ma Chongtian saw Xin Tong fall, and took out a long sword with a red body from the storage ring on his hand, as soon as this thing appeared, it raised the temperature around it a lot, and it was a fourth-order high-grade magic weapon of the fire system. Lu Yi looked at the long sword in Ma Chongtian's hand, and couldn't help but think in his heart that this person should be a member of the Ma family, a small fourth-order monk has such a magic weapon in his hand, it seems that the strength of the Ma family is indeed not weak.

Xin Tong stood with his hands in his hands, he didn't mean to use the magic weapon at all, he saw that the other party used the fire magic weapon, and heard the other party mention that this person had won a game yesterday, so he understood that he must have defeated Fang Cong yesterday, Xin Tong secretly decided to teach him a hard lesson and avenge Fang Cong.

The long sword in Ma Chongtian's hand danced gently, and the whole person also made a look of being ready to attack, but he did not rush to make a move, but paced lightly and circled around Xin Tong. Xin Tong didn't move, letting the other party circle around him, but he firmly locked his mental power on the opponent, intending to give a thunderous blow as soon as the other party made a move.

But after Ma Chongtian circled around Xin Tong, he didn't make a move, but put away the long sword, his momentum was restrained, and he said very shamefully: "I admit defeat!"

Nima, what's going on?!