Winning two monks in a row, the old man surnamed Gu at this time was smiling, putting away his spiritual weapon, although his face was slightly pale, but his spirit was even more vigorous.

Under the guidance of the ancestor of the Xiao family, the old man surnamed Gu sat cross-legged under the square, holding the spirit stone tightly with both hands, trying his best to recover his mana.

After the battle just now, it lost a lot of spiritual power. Although driving the secret art to attack the enemy is extremely sharp, it is also a huge test for itself.

Three hours later, the old man surnamed Gu opened his eyes and stood up.

Time, for monks, is not so important. When each person is in meditation retreat, they can have days, months, or even years as soon as they enter meditation. In just a few hours, everyone was not anxious.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Gu stood up again, the ancestor of the Xiao family, who was presiding over the competition, removed the ban and waited for other monks to enter the competition.

After the battle just now, the monks were also very impressed by the methods of the old man surnamed Gu, and those who were ashamed of themselves no longer had the idea of entering the competition, just waiting to see other fellow practitioners enter the competition.

"Since there are no peers entering, it is better for the old man to appear, so as not to cold the scene. ”

After a long time, a hearty voice sounded. As he spoke, a black figure burst out of the crowd and shot into the arena.

Qin Fengming looked at it fixedly and found that this old man was the monk surnamed Fang who had spoken to Xiao Chengqi when he left the VIP Pavilion.

Seeing this old man appear, it attracted the discussion of many Xiao family members in the audience:

"Senior Fang actually appeared, and this competition must be exciting. ”

"There is a way for the seniors to make a move, and it is difficult for the Gu seniors to win again. ”

"That is, within 100,000 miles around my Honghu Island, no one who doesn't know the name of Fang's predecessor is Piaoyun Valley, and he will also give his predecessor some face. ”

Although Qin Fengming didn't know who this old man was, listening to everyone's discussions, he also judged that this old man must be extremely difficult, but he didn't have much to worry about defeating this person.

The old man surnamed Fang stood on the square, bowed to the ancestor of the Xiao family first, and said respectfully: "Senior Fang Bin, meet Senior Xiao." ”

"Hehe, don't be polite, it's been a long time since I've seen Ouyang Daoyou, Ouyang Daoyou, Ouyang Daoyou has always been good?"

"Back to my predecessors, my tutor has always been fine, and I am in retreat at this time. ”

"Well, I haven't seen you for more than ten years, and I think Ouyang Daoyou is not far from breaking through, this is not the time to speak, after the competition, let's talk in detail. ”

With a wave of his hand, the ancestor of the Xiao family stopped the words of the monk surnamed Fang, and with a movement of his fingers, the prohibition was activated.

After the monk surnamed Fang bowed again, he turned to look at the old man surnamed Gu who was standing opposite, and said with a slight smile on his face:

"Gu Daoyou, I think you and I haven't seen each other for several years, presumably Daoyou's supernatural powers are better than in the past. Let's have a little more to talk about. ”

With the appearance of the monk surnamed Fang, Gu Jingzhang's face changed, and his expression couldn't help flickering. looked at each other for a long time and didn't speak. After half a column of incense, he sighed lightly and said indifferently:

"Fang Daoyou, in this competition, Gu took the initiative to admit defeat, and you and I don't have to compete anymore. ”

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Fang was not surprised, but smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said: "Gu Daoyou gave up Fang so righteously, Fang is grateful, thank you Gu Daoyou." ”

After the monk surnamed Gu finished speaking, he didn't stay where he was, and after the ancestor of the Xiao family removed the ban, he quickly flew back to the stands.

Everyone present was surprised when they saw this. But when I think about it, I can understand a little.

Thinking that the two of them must have fought before, Gu Jingzhang must have suffered some losses at the hands of the monk surnamed Fang at that time, although his cultivation has improved at this time, but he knows that it is difficult to win against the other party, so he took the initiative to give up this competition.

Gu Jingzhang admitted defeat so easily, firstly, he was not sure of defeating the monk surnamed Fang on the other side, and on the other hand, he had already completed the task assigned by the Xiao family.

He was invited by the Xiao family to use it as a benchmark to test other monks. At this time, someone who is more powerful than himself can retreat with his whole body.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Gu took the initiative to admit defeat, the monks sitting there were eager to try again.

Although many of the people knew that they could not defeat the monk surnamed Gu, they did not have the slightest fear towards the monk surnamed Fang who was standing on the spot.

The key to victory or defeat in a monk's battle is to have the means to restrain the opponent.

Just like the monk surnamed Lu was defeated by Gu Jingzhang just now, but he may not be able to defeat the monk surnamed Fang in front of him. But he held his own identity and no longer appeared.

Moments later, a monk appeared in the arena.

This person is of medium stature, forty or fifty years old, and he cultivated in the later stage of foundation building. After the two sides bowed their hands and reported their names to each other, under the signal of the ancestor of the Xiao family, they began to show their own means and fought together.

This battle surprised everyone extremely much, only to see that after the monk surnamed Fang sacrificed three spiritual weapons one after another, he stopped moving.

Among the three spiritual weapons, one of them is a defensive treasure. This thing looked extremely strange, the shape was like a huge ball with thorns, and in a flash, it wrapped the monk surnamed Fang in it.

There are many spines of different lengths sticking out of the surface of the ball, the short ones are several feet, and the long ones are more than a zhang long. Under the high-speed rotation of this round ball, it actually wrapped the old man surnamed Fang and hit the other party directly.

This kind of fight surprised all the foundation building monks present. Such an effective spiritual weapon is also an eye-opener for everyone.

The monk who was fighting with the old man surnamed Fang was shocked in his heart, and at the same time, he was also very troubled in the face of this kind of spiritual weapon. Under the strong urging of the two spiritual weapons to intercept it, it was unable to effectively intercept it.

The spikes on the top of the ball spread all over the surface of the ball, and under the high-speed rotation, it appeared to be very powerful. When the spirit weapon collided with it, it immediately rebounded to other places. It is difficult to have much effect on the ball.

And under the high-speed rotation of this round ball, the speed is extremely fast, even under the full urging of the spirit weapon, it is difficult to keep up with it.

In the blink of an eye, a huge spiked ball flew in front of the monk, and under the high-speed rotation of the ball, the spiritual shield of the monk Zhuji could not resist for a moment, and was pierced by its huge spikes.

At first sight, the monk immediately admitted defeat and flew back to the stands.

This spiritual weapon was so strange that everyone present didn't know how to deal with it.

But there are a lot of people who want to try to crack it, and three monks took the stage one after another, each using several means, but they also failed to break this spiritual weapon of the old man surnamed Fang.

This made all the foundation building monks present speechless, thinking that the old man surnamed Fang would be able to enter the competition with this spiritual weapon, but an old man wearing a linen robe left the crowd and flew to the arena.

This person's face was gloomy, and a cold aura appeared from his body, and he was undoubtedly a demonic monk.