"There is still such an operation?", Yu Lan looked at Wang Ao'an with an expression of disbelief.

Wang Ao'an smiled and said: "Hehe, of course, the magic seal is powerful, but it is usually only used when the strength is far superior to the opponent, or if you want to subdue the opponent by surprise by thunder means, if you really face an opponent who is too strong, only the best choice is to use all the spells!"

"So that's ......", Yu Lan heard this, and looked thoughtfully at Zhang Pan not far from the ring, not knowing what he was thinking.

......

"Father, how did you see that Zhang Jianren just now?", Yue Muyi looked at Yue Dubu suspiciously.

Yue Dubu touched the beard on his chin and said lightly: "That's right, that disciple named Zhang Pan just now did do the magic seal at will, and he was very skilled, and that Zhang Jianren was caught off guard by his golden light spell before he was defeated."

When Yue Muyi heard this, she looked in the direction where Zhang Pan was, and chuckled: "Oh, hehe, it seems that this stupid Zhang Pan is quite stupid!"

Chen Yixun on the side, but when he saw this, he scoffed, "Cut, what kind of bullshit is free, in front of our Shushan swordsmanship, all of them are vulnerable." ”

Chen Yixun's voice was not small, and he couldn't help but attract the side glances of the elders including Zhang Huaide.

Seeing this, Yue Dubu hurriedly shut up with a low snort, and started a round for him with an embarrassed face, "It's no wonder that several elders are real, it's the old man's usual negligence in discipline that causes the disciple to ......be open-mouthed."

But before he could finish speaking, Chen Yixun stood up from his seat excitedly, "Master, what are you afraid of them......?

"You are a wicked obstacle, shut up for me......", Yue Dubu got up suddenly, and was about to slash down on Chen Yixun's face.

However, at this moment, Yue Dubu felt a flower in front of him, Zhang Yucheng appeared in front of him, and put two fingers stretched out against his split palm, forcibly stopped it in place, and said: "Elder Yue, why be angry? What Chen Xiaoyou said is indeed not unreasonable, but I don't know, which disciple of Longhu Mountain Xiaoyou plans to compete with?"

As he spoke, Zhang Yucheng narrowed his eyes and turned his head to look at Chen Yixun behind him.

Chen Yixun was looked at by this, and his heart suddenly chuckled, and he felt an inexplicable palpitation.

"It's definitely going to be ...... with the most powerful one," Chen Yixun forcibly held back the nervousness in his heart and said loudly.

"Okay, you are worthy of being a disciple of the Shushan Sword Sect, and if you really have the courage, then the poor Dao will make your own decision and allow you to hold a fair competition with the final winner of the martial arts competition", God immediately withdrew his finger against Yue Dubu, "I hope Elder Yue will support him."

The corners of Yue Dubu's mouth twitched a few times, slowly withdrew the palm knife, and said with a stiff expression: "Since the Heavenly Master has no opinion, my Yue naturally has no opinion, just a martial arts competition, and I hope to the end."

Hearing this, the Celestial Master nodded slightly, "That's nature", and then the figure flashed back to his seat.

Yue Dubu glared at Chen Yixun fiercely, sat back on his own, and continued to watch the competition in the audience.

Yan Yi looked at the whole process with a full eye, and faintly felt that the three masters and apprentices of the Shushan Sword Sect did not seem to have come here to watch any Heavenly Master Grand Ceremony, but instead brought out a strong sense of temptation in their gestures, more like coming here to investigate the strength of the Heavenly Master's Mansion.

......

Due to the early end of the Kunzi Ring Competition, after a simple cleaning and rest, the next round of contestants soon began to be matched on this side.

As the screen turned the avatar to an abrupt end, Zhang Yang's voice sounded in the square again: "Kunzi Ring, the next group of players are Zhang Zhengying and Zhang Yifan, and the two disciples quickly come to the stage!"

I wanted to go to see a group of disciples who were competing between Zhang Ritian and Zhang Meng in the Qianzi Ring first, but as soon as they heard the names of these two people, they immediately stopped, turned around and returned to the Kunzi Ring, and surrounded the Kunzi Ring in a blink of an eye.

And Zhang Meng, the short and fat young man in the Qianzi ring, saw this scene, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and smiled at the thin and tall young man who was competing with him: "Hehe, Senior Brother Ritian, it seems that the competition between the two of you makes the other fellow students feel very boring! ”

"Huh, huh, it's only you who want to admit defeat! It's their business whether they like it or not, I, as long as I win you," Zhang Ritian breathed heavily, and the sweat on his face was already soaking through his clothes.

"Hey, Elder Huaijin, look, why did all the disciples go to the Kunzi Ring?", Zhang Huaide suddenly pointed to the crowd that was gathering towards the Kunzi Ring and asked.

Zhang Huaijin said meaningfully: "Elder Huaide doesn't know, the two disciples who are about to appear on the Kunzitai have quite special identities, and the two of them are not only older disciples, but also the way of spiritual runes!"

"Oh, after many years, is there finally another disciple willing to embark on this road? No wonder there are such people watching", Zhang Huaide said with a look of surprise on his face when he heard this, "but I don't know which deacon's disciple they are?"

"The one named Zhang Zhengying, I know, is a disciple of Lingfeng; And the one named Zhang Yifan seems to be...", Zhang Huaijin thought for a while, and suddenly said, "It seems to be a disciple of Lingchi's nephew."

Zhang Huaide couldn't help but frown when he heard this, "Lingfeng's nephew is proficient in the way of the talisman formation, and the Heavenly Master's Mansion is well known, and his disciple has a reason to practice the way of this talisman; It's Lingchi's nephew, he himself is not good at this way, but he lets his disciples specialize in this way, isn't it misleading others and himself?"

"Yo, those two little guys have already come to the stage, for their own reasons, I think the martial arts will give you a satisfactory answer later", as he said, Zhang Huaijin raised his head and pointed in the direction of the Kunzi ring with his chin.

Zhang Huaide also looked up over there.

In the Kunzi ring, two disciples wearing dark blue Taoist robes and carrying peachwood swords looked like they were about thirty years old, and they were also carrying a dark blue canvas magic bag on their shoulders.

It's just that Zhang Yifan is relatively thin and thin, his hair is relatively yellow and scattered, and a small pinch of brown goatee on his chin is embellished, which makes his whole person look very sloppy; And Zhang Zhengying, judging from the appearance, looks much neater and neat in comparison, but the thick eyebrows hanging horizontally on the eyes are particularly eye-catching.

"The second battle of the Kunzi Ring begins!", Lingqiu Zhenren shouted at the wrong time.