In this way, the winners and losers of the first round of the competition have been divided, Bu Fan, Qingfeng Sword, and Xiang Dian won, and Manquan, Feiyan, and Lion Jun were defeated, and after a period of rest, the winners and losers were divided into two groups to continue to draw lots, and the condition for being selected was the number of wins, as long as no one won all, then others still had a chance.

Bu Fan looked at the three sticks in the lottery holder, this time the lottery was different from the previous one, two black sticks and one red stick, the black one was drawn, and the red one was drawn to play with the red stick of the next group.

Bu Fan drew out the black lot, and like him, it was the Qingfeng Sword that won the black lot, and Xiang Dian looked regretful.

"I really want to fight you two soon. ”

Bu Fan looked at the unsheathed blade of the Qingfeng Sword, his mood couldn't help but be a little complicated, he saw the shadow of the step kicking cloud on the Qingfeng Sword, and his heart was suddenly a little irritable, and he relied on Zen to suppress this feeling.

"What's wrong with you?" asked Qingfeng Sword.

"Nothing. Bu Fan was a little surprised, this Qingfeng Sword would actually care about people.

"You have to be careful, the sword has no eyes, and if you can't hold it, you will admit defeat immediately. Qingfeng Sword, the sword pointed at Bu Fan and said.

"Got it, thank you for your concern. ”

The jousting begins.

Qingfeng Sword swung his sword, and a sword qi broke through the air and attacked Bufan.

Bu Fan waved his staff, set aside the sword qi, at this time the Qingfeng Sword rushed to him, holding the sword with both hands and slashing towards Bu Fan with all his might, Bu Fan raised his staff to greet him, and suddenly the sword qi gathered on the sword suddenly burst out, the sword qi rushed to Bu Fan's face like a violent wind, the sword qi cut a hole on Bu Fan's face, and the treasure armor and staff on Bu Fan's body were also scratched one by one, Bu Fan hurriedly retreated and dodged, Qingfeng Sword chased after the victory, waved the sword and danced wildly, and he didn't talk about skills, he directly used the sword qi to hit Bu Fan hard, and the whirlwind sword qi converged on his sword, and then exploded in an instant。

"I see. Bu Fan understood.

He wasn't the only one who was watching his opponent, everyone who had spare energy at the time was watching his opponent.

Qingfeng Jian witnessed Bu Fan's victory, and knew that Bu Fan's staff technique was difficult, he didn't grasp the skill to break, so he thought of this method of breaking the method, his sharp sword qi, Bu Fan didn't need to drill the ground to swim the dragon change It's really hard to stop, but now there is no chance for him to use the drill to swim the dragon, once he stops dodging, the Qingfeng Sword can immediately poke a few holes in him.

"How is it, can you admit defeat?" asked the Qingfeng Sword Transmission.

How could Bu Fan admit defeat!

"Try that. ”

Bu Fan suddenly put away his staff and took the blade of the Qingfeng Sword with his left arm.

Qingfeng Sword was stunned for a moment, and was about to put away the sword, but found that it could not be recovered, and the blade seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.

Bu Fan took the opportunity to stab him in the abdomen with a cane, and the Qingfeng Sword reacted extremely quickly, and immediately burst out with the sword qi on the sword, and retreated from the sword block, all in one go.

"Demon Blood. ”

Blood in the manipulation of Bu Fan under the winding Dao staff.

"I see, that's where the name of your Blood Scepter comes from. Qingfeng Sword said.

"Yes, next step, please be careful!"

The two collided again, and Bu Fan had already calculated.

If you want to crack the difficult sword qi, the best way is to use stronger strength to offset it before the sword qi erupts, without drilling into the ground and swimming in the dragon, Bu Fan's own strength is difficult to reach the standard, fortunately, he still has secret skills.

"Blood Burning Secret Technique!" Bu Fan's body turned a faint red, and the blood-covered staff in his hand also ignited a pale red aura, and the staff collided with the blade, and with a loud bang, the condensed sword qi was scattered.

Qingfeng Sword's movements slowed down for a moment, and Bu Fan took the opportunity to slap his palm on his chest.

The winner is decided.

Qingfeng Sword's face was complicated.

"Blood Dao Martial Arts!" muttered dissatisfiedly to the dart head who came with the Qingfeng Sword.

The piano music was very proud, and the other two performances also came to an end.

Xiang Dian unsurprisingly outperformed the brute fist.

"Your punch is heavy, I'm going to be defenseless, and I'll probably be knocked out of the ring by you. Xiang Dian said.

The brute fist used a charged punch that Bu Fan didn't have a chance to use, but he still couldn't win against Xiang Dian.

On the other side, Fei Yan also divided the victory and defeat against the Lion King, the two already knew each other, they were too familiar with each other's moves, and they were going to fight a protracted battle, but seeing that the other two rings were divided into winners and losers, the two really had no face to continue fighting, and finally Fei Yan admitted defeat.

Under the ring, Ling Yu was angry.

"Why did you just throw in the towel!"

Fei Yan said: "We have fought before, and we will fight normally, but if it is a protracted battle, I am not his opponent, I have already used all the moves I have thought hard to meditate on to deal with him, but they have all been resolved by him, and if we continue to fight, the result will still be the same as last time." ”

Ling Yu still couldn't let go, and scolded Fei Yan fiercely.

"Are you alright?" Qin Le asked with concern as he walked over to Bu Fan.

Bu Fan said: "It's okay, I've been cured." ”

The arm that was cut by the Qingfeng Sword had almost healed under the effect of the Blood Zen Gong.

The sword intent left behind by the Qingfeng Sword was far less powerful and difficult than that of Bu Kick Yun.

This wave was a bit ruthless, and Tong Chendong announced that he would continue after resting for two quarters of an hour.

"How?"

In the private room, Tong Chendong asked Mrs. Qi.

Mrs. Qi glanced at Bu Fan with some surprise and said, "Your information is not completely correct." ”

Tong Chendong said: "Of course, there are many people among the dart masters who hide their strength and don't want to show it easily?"

Mrs. Qi looked at Xiang Dian again, her eyes flickering back and forth between Xiang Dian and Bu Fan.

A few servants from the dart bureau brought some medicine and supplies.

"I don't need to. Bu Fan said, the wound on his hand has completely healed.

"You've got to add some real energy, try this. Qin Le handed over a jade bottle smaller than the kettle.

"What is this?" Bu Fan took a look, and the bottle was actually just ordinary water.

"Huh?"

Koraku said, "You take a sip and try it." ”

Bu Fan listened to the music and took a sip.

When the water enters the throat, it immediately turns into a coolness.

"This is ......" Bu Fan immediately meditated, and the coolness quickly integrated into his body and turned into a true qi.

"What is this?" Bu Fan was very surprised, the potion that could help him replenish his true qi, this was the first time he had seen it, because of the characteristics of dry Zen Gong, his body could not digest the pill, and the pill of the Hui Qi Pill or something, it would only have the opposite effect if he took it, but this water was different, Bu Fan couldn't help but be curious.

Qin Le immediately introduced to him: "This is Hui Zhen Shui, a special potion that only circulates within the dart game, which can quickly replenish True Qi. ”

Bu Fan looked at the jade bottle and asked, "Can I buy it?"

Qin Le said: "If you become an in-house dart master, you can naturally buy it." ”

The internal dart master, that is, completely joins the dart game.

"Forget it, then. Bu Fan immediately refused.

The break finally passed, and the third wave began, again with another draw, again victorious and defeated groups.

"Come on, I hope you can draw me. Xiang Dian said eagerly.

"What if I win him?" asked the Lion-King.

Tong Chendong sat at the window of the private room and said, "Then adjust it, don't worry that you won't fight him again." ”

Bufan drew lots, and the result was...... Black, the lion is also black.

Xiang Dian was originally a little disappointed, but after seeing that it was the Qingfeng Sword that drew the red one, he immediately became excited again.

That's it.

Bu Fan to the Lion King.

Xiang Dian against the Qingfeng Sword.

Brute fist against Fei Yan.

The third joust began.

"Come on!"