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Zhang Jianren did not hesitate, his hands moved quickly, and the golden light spell in his mouth was completed in a moment.

I saw that a layer of faint golden yellow light lit up around him, and his body turned into several afterimages and attacked Zhang Pan on the opposite side with lightning speed.

The speed of his movements made Zhang Lingqiu, who was a judge, show appreciation on his face.

You must know that although the Golden Light Mantra is the easiest of the many spells in Dragon Tiger Mountain to master and use, if you want to use the Golden Light Mantra proficiently, the speed of sealing and chanting the mantra plays a decisive factor.

Imagine, when the two were fighting, when one was still chanting a spell, but the opponent had already opened the golden light of the protective body and attacked it, then there would be no suspense about the result.

Judging from Zhang Jianren's current spell casting speed, he is already the best among the older generation disciples, but the disciple named Zhang Pan is just a junior disciple who has just started, and it is impossible to catch up with his spell casting speed.

In the audience, the onlookers, including the baby-faced man in a Qinglan Taoist uniform, put on a posture of watching a good show, ready to look at Zhang Pan, who had not yet reacted, and was knocked out of the field by Zhang Jianren.

However, at the moment when Zhang Jianren's fist was about to touch Zhang Pan's body, a golden light that people couldn't look at suddenly lit up from Zhang Pan's body.

The disciples who were watching the battle in the audience suddenly felt a tingling in their eyes, and subconsciously covered them with their hands or closed their eyes.

Then, the pop of a heavy object falling followed into everyone's ears.

The light also disappeared in that flash at the same time.

The onlookers hurriedly opened their eyes and looked down the ring, only to see the most unbelievable scene for them.

The one who fell into the ring was not the Zhang Pan they imagined, but Zhang Jianren, who was still menacing just now!

Everyone looked at the Kunzi ring in disbelief, but saw that Zhang Pan was sweating profusely and beating his chest at this time, and his mouth kept muttering, "Scared me to death! Scared me to death! Uncle Jianren moved too fast......

At the same time, a long-eyed elder in a black and white robe in the stands stood up with a shocked face at the moment Zhang Jianren landed, "What?

The shot inevitably attracted the surprised eyes of everyone around.

This person is none other than Zhang Jianren's mentor and one of the five deacons.

How many catties Zhang Jianren has, as a master, he can be said to be very clear.

He knew that although Zhang Jianren was not a weak disciple among his peers, he never expected him to win the crown of the chief disciple in this martial arts competition, and let him participate in this martial arts, mainly to let him have a clearer understanding of himself and hone his arrogant temperament.

But he never expected that Zhang Jianren would be defeated by a junior disciple wearing a green orchid robe in the first competition, which not only gave Zhang Jianren a heavy psychological blow, but also made him lose face as a master.

And Zhang Huaijin on the side, seeing that Lingchi Zhenren looked depressed and irritable, he opened his mouth to persuade him: "Hehe, it seems that this disciple named Zhang Pan is really hidden wisdom and foolishness, and it is not a shame for Jianren to lose in his hands."

When Zhang Lingchi heard this, he knew that the second elder was looking for him to go down the steps, and his expression eased a lot, "What the second elder said is extremely true, I really didn't expect that there would be such a Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon among this junior disciple, but I don't know which senior brother's disciple this Zhang Pan is?"

Zhang Huaijin heard this question, but he didn't plan to say much, "You will know this later, let's sit down and watch the martial arts first!"

When Zhang Lingchi heard this, he looked down at Zhang Jianren, who was being helped up from the ground by several disciples, and sat back on the chair silently.

"Uncle Jianren, you weren't injured, did you cheat that kid just now?", the baby-faced who ran at the front of the forehead couldn't wait to ask as soon as he helped Zhang Jianren up.

Zhang Jianren didn't hear it, looked up at Zhang Pan, and saw that he was saying something to himself apologetically.

He shook his head, as if something was buzzing in his head, but soon the voice faded away, replaced by the baby-faced disciple's voice, "Uncle Jianren, why did you fall?

Hearing this, Zhang Jianren looked at Zhang Pan again, but found that the other party was cautiously climbing out of the ring and running towards his position.

He shook his head silently, because he knew that he really lost ...... this time.

At this moment, the stage suddenly remembered the voice of Lingqiu Zhenren, "The first game of Kunzi Stage, Zhang Pan, win!"

Hearing this voice, the onlookers who had doubts about the results of the martial arts just now obediently closed their mouths.

This result was beyond everyone's expectations, but it also set an example for the junior disciples in disguise.

Let them understand that although the old disciples are powerful, they are not invincible, especially the junior disciples who have already signed up for the competition, and they also have a little confidence when facing the old disciples.

As a judge in the Kunzi ring, he is also the closest Lingqiu real person to the two. After witnessing the moment when Zhang Pan made a move, he was equally shocked.

At first, he and the disciples in the audience had the same idea, thinking that Zhang Pan would definitely fly out of the field with such a swift blow from Zhang Jianren.

Who knows, at the moment when Zhang Jianren was about to succeed, Zhang Pan actually activated the golden light of the golden light spell without going through spells and spell seals, and gathered all of them to his chest, resisted Zhang Jianren's fist, and with the help of the dazzling light caused by the temporary dizziness, grabbed the opponent's arm and used a slight force behind him, Zhang Jianren in motion didn't have time to react at all, he was thrown behind by Zhang Pan casually and fell off the field.

Lingqiu Zhenren looked at Zhang Pan's back from the high platform, and muttered yearningly: "Is this the rumored magic seal at will?

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"The king... What does this magic seal mean by being casual?It seems to be very powerful", Yu Lan whispered to Wang Ao'an in front of him.

Hearing this, Wang Ao'an glanced sideways slightly, and said: "The magic seal is free, that is, when performing the Dao method, there is no longer a need to seal the seal and recite the mantra, but only need to start the heart, and the Dao can be freely retracted; it can be said to be a talent, or it can be said to be an ability, because some people are born to do it, while some people need to repeat the practice of the spell and the spell mark over and over again until the two are completely compatible, and then they can do it."

"Can you do it now?" Yu Lan asked curiously.

Hearing this, Wang Ao'an nodded.

Yu Lan put on an expression of disbelief and said, "No, I remember when you were at my house, you obviously recited spells."

"That's because, only by reciting the spell can the power of the golden light spell be brought into play!"