"Qiang"

There was a metal crisp sound, and the vajra stick slammed on Bai Xue's iron sword, and Bai Xue may have been surprised by this sudden situation, distracted, and knocked the iron sword away by Jing Han's stick.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, this bloody scene was finally coming to an end, and Bai Xue was ready to admit defeat.

But the next scene stunned everyone, only to hear the sound of a steel rod falling to the ground, Monk Jingfan directly threw the King Kong long stick, and hit Bai Xue with a fist, Bai Xue instinctively took it, and also punched Jing Fan.

Jingfan shouted "ah", his body flew out upside down, and rolled out of the ring, with the dull sound of landing, all the warriors were shocked, Lin Zifang, Zhang Mo, Jiang Shuiyue and others all stood up and looked at this scene in surprise.

"The snow wins in the still water gate."

"Senior sister, is the immortal possessed?" Zhang Xueting said with her mouth open.

"The snow of Nankokuji Jean." The elder on the side said silently.

"Let?" The other Jingshuimen disciples are incredible, Shennongjia is bigger, no sect and disciple will let it, for the ancient martial artists, cultivation is everything, and the quota of Xiaofang Mountain is a year's promotion resources for the martial artists.

No sect is willing to let this, and no sect is stupid enough to let it, even if the Lin family is dominant, if they dare to deliberately sabotage the matter of Dabi, they will be resisted by other sects.

For the sake of Xiaofangshan's resources, these sects will not even accommodate the Lin family, let alone give up the quota to others.

But even if the people of Jingshuimen didn't believe it, the facts were in front of them, and the monk threw the stick directly, and if he punched it with all his might. Bai Xue must have cracked his finger bones and vomited blood.

"Hmph, Nanguo Temple is so generous, I want to see this big competition, whether Nanguo Temple is sitting in the top three, and I am not interested in one or two places." Lin Zifang said coldly.

Bai Xue seemed to be still in a dream, and walked off the stage in a daze after the host announced the results, she remembered what Jiang Fan said before, that sentence now seems to be to motivate herself to go on stage and fight with all her might, Jiang Fan had already planned to let her.

Bai Xue wanted to go to the side of Nanguo Temple and say something, but was stopped by Jiang Fan's gesture.

Jiang Fan smiled. In a blink of an eye, I saw Jinghan who came back dejected. At this time, Jing Fan had forty points of hatred against Jiang Fan, and the hatred value of other Nanguo Temples also rose again.

If you can't go to Xiaofang Mountain, where can you find cultivation resources for the next year, there are no cultivation resources this year. Progress in repair is slow. It will drag down next year's big competition.

And there are fewer places to advance. It directly affects the ranking of the sect, and if it becomes Nanguo Temple next year and is drawn, the situation will be even more unfavorable. It's a vicious circle.

This vicious circle will kill a sect, Jiang Fan is now pushing Nanguo Temple into this vicious circle, how can the monks of Nanguo Temple not hate.

"In the next round of competition, Nanguo Temple Jingse will face Yang Dong."

At this time, Lin Zifang, Zhang Mo, and Jiang Shuiyue all raised their heads, they wanted to see Jiang Fan's specific cultivation, Jiang Fan didn't seem to have any internal qi at all, he just kept claiming to be Xuan-level, and they didn't know Jiang Fan's specific cultivation.

Judging from the attack on Lin Xiaomo in the morning, Jiang Fan and Qianting were not low in cultivation, but it happened too quickly at that time, Lin Xiaomo didn't expect to resist at all, and he couldn't see anything, and now is just an opportunity.

Even Lin Feijian, who had been closing his eyes, opened his eyes and stared at Jiang Fan who walked on stage.

Yang Dong was practicing in the room in the morning, he didn't look at the excitement outside, he didn't know Jiang Fan's specific cultivation, and he felt that Jiang Fan didn't have any internal qi at all, Yang Dong was very surprised.

"Please."

"Please."

Yang Dong lifted an iron ring big knife, the knife was raised, the iron ring on it rattled, and seeing Jiang Fan holding a diamond long stick motionless, it should not be the first to strike, Yang Dong slashed over with the iron ring big knife.

"Bang."

Jiang Fan lifted the King Kong long stick and smashed it at Yang Dong's head, one inch long and one inch strong, Yang Dong's big knife had not been handed over, and he was already facing the danger of craniotomy, so he hurriedly raised the knife to resist.

"Bang bang."

Jiang Fan slammed Yang Dong's big knife hard, and the sound of metal knocking resounded throughout the square, Yang Dong's cultivation was not as good as Jiang Fan, and he was pressed and knocked, and the hard iron ring big knife was knocked into waves.

"Shameless."

"How can there be such a fight, it is purely by cultivation for brute force."

"It's simply a hooligan, a shame in the ancient martial arts world."

There was a lot of discussion in the square, and they all accused Jiang Fan, and they all saw that Jiang Fan, a monk who didn't seem to have any internal energy, was really a Xuan-level cultivator, but he didn't have any moves at all.

If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation was too much higher than Yang Dong, even if he was a little level higher, he would have been defeated by Yang Dong and won, just because the gap between the Xuan level and the Huang level was too big, Yang Dong had no place to use his moves, and he vomited blood without a few knocks, not to mention how wronged he was.

"Shaft, that's it." Lin Zifang is now completely disdainful of Jiang Fan, what else does Lin Fei Sword Lin Qiutang need to be dispatched, and even another ordinary Xuan-level disciple of the Lin family does not need to come out, even that yellow-level peak can kill Jiang Fan steadily.

"I really think highly of him." Lin Qiutang, who was standing next to Lin Feijian, said contemptuously, Lin Feijian didn't speak, he was a little disappointed in his heart, he originally thought that Jiang Fan could hide his cultivation so much, maybe he was an opponent, but now it seems that Jiang Fan may not be able to pass the second round, let alone see himself.

"I throw in the towel, I admit defeat."

Yang Dong on the stage could no longer parry Jiang Fan's bruteness, and hurriedly begged for mercy, Jiang Fan's cultivation is high, his strength is great, and if he continues to fight, Yang Dong is afraid that his internal organs will be beaten out, and his exquisite moves have not been made, and he is unwilling to lose, but he has no choice but to drag the big knife that has become a piece of scrap metal down the steps.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, holding the King Kong long stick, majestic on the high platform, he heard the surrounding discussions, but it was none of his business, he wanted such an effect.

What's more, he really can't make any moves, and he used to fight brutally, but because the silver electric whip is integrated with the power of spells, it seems that other martial artists have moves.

Only Jiang Fan himself knows that he doesn't know how to move at all, and if he removes a spell power, he is almost equivalent to a person with innate divine power, not to mention killing the enemy by leaping over the level, he can only be killed by downgrading.

Then Lin Feijian and Lin Qiutang came to the stage, and they all easily defeated their opponents, and when they arrived at the Lin family disciple who lowered his head and didn't speak, Jiang Fan knew that his name was Lin Xiao, and the opponent was a yellow level, and he solved it in one move.

But with this move, Jiang Fan's magic power was observed, this is a very sinister character, there is something wrong with the internal qi in his body, and his strength is at least not inferior to Lin Qiutang.

And looking at his position with Lin Feijian and Lin Qiutang, he probably knew that Lin Qiutang's strength was not as good as his, this person didn't participate in the big competition last year, and this year he was suddenly so powerful, there must be something unusual.

When she arrived at Qiantingyi, Jiang Fan specially selected the female warriors to fight against her, but Qiantingyi pretended not to be as ruthless as Jiang Fan, and defeated the female warrior after three moves, and the female warrior was slightly injured.

A Xuan-level is against a yellow-level, and it is also a mid-level Yellow level, and there are already quite a lot of three moves, which can only show that Qian Tingyi is an ordinary Xuan-level early stage that can no longer be ordinary.

Lin Zifang didn't care at all now, with Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi's cultivation, this competition was dead.

However, there was one thing that surprised everyone, but only one of the eight people in Nanguo Temple was eliminated, and it was deliberately eliminated, and the remaining seven were all promoted.

In the first round, all the participating disciples were promoted, which is not a big deal for those powerful sects, but it is quite incredible for a medium sect like Nanguo Temple, you must know that when it is the turn of Nanguo Temple to draw lots, the weakest opponent that can be drawn is only slightly lower than the middle, in this case, in order to ensure more promotions, the medium sect will often use the weakest against the strongest of the opponent, and the others will win.

This is also thanks to Jiang Fan's arrangement, directly Xuan-level to Xuan-level, I didn't expect to bet right, let seven people advance at once, and the other choices are envious, jealous and hateful, and I knew that I would take risks like Jiang Fan.

At the end of the day, the square-faced man came on the field, Jiang Fan heard that the square-faced man was named Shi Hao, and he was also facing a yellow-level opponent, there was no suspense, Shi Hao won.

Shi Hao, like Qian Tingyi, won very often, making everyone believe that he was an early stage of the Xuan level, but in this way, Jiang Fan didn't believe that he was the early stage of the Xuan level.

What made Jiang Fan most strange was that if a disciple of each sect was promoted, the people of the sect would cheer, at least showing a smile of relief and joy, after all, whether the disciple won whether it was to increase the number of places to enter Xiaofang Mountain or to increase the level of the sect, it was a major matter related to everyone in the entire sect.

But Shi Hao won, the small sect called Shangyuanmen, all expressionless, as if Shi Hao was not from their sect at all.

Because there was only one afternoon, the second round was postponed to tomorrow, and the draw was organized again after the game.

This time, a total of 128 warriors were decided, and there were originally 214 participants, but after 107 were decided, 23 were decided from the rest, and 128 people were gathered.

According to the rules of previous years, the second round of the competition is prioritized according to the number of people who have been promoted, followed by the sect, which not only protects the interests of the sect, but also protects the sect that has come out of the dark horse.

The 128 people were packed into seven jars, and the lot was drawn as in the morning.

Nanguo Temple because of the large number of promotions, although the sect ranks low, it is still enough to qualify for the lottery, and Nanguo Temple because Jiang Fan and Qianting joined out of the ordinary, the seven promotions are the most among all sects, and the lottery order is still in front, and there are only a few major sects such as the Lin family in front.

It was the turn of the Nanguo Temple to draw lots, Jiang Fan stopped Fa Shan, and went up to draw lots on behalf of the Nanguo Temple, at this time the seventh jar still had a lot, according to normal logic, Jiang Fan should draw the seventh jar, it must be the weakest.

But Jiang Fan only smoked one in the seventh jar, and then actually smoked one in the first jar, and everyone was shocked by Jiang Fan's actions, (to be continued......)