In the early morning of Yue Ri, after Shi Lan swallowed the first pure aura that sprouted in the early morning, he slowly collected his strength, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Gu Rentong standing not far away.

"Practicing so diligently, it's no wonder that Miss Shi Lan can have such skills at such a young age."

Gu Rentong flattered and took Shi Lan to the ring.

Chu Chen originally planned to go back, but as if a ghost had made a mistake, he subconsciously returned to the front of the ring.

Those who entered the top four, except for Shi Lan, the other three were all in the ninefold realm of the innate realm, all of them were men, and they were all around twenty-seven or eighteen years old.

Shi Lan's opponent was a somewhat thin man, holding a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand with a solemn expression.

Yesterday's Elder Xin was gone, and another older elder was replaced to preside over the competition.

"The beginning of the competition."

As soon as the elder's words fell, the man slid back a step, swung the long sword in his hand, and a sword more than ten zhang long burst out, slashing towards Shi Lan without hesitation!

Yesterday's competition, he saw it clearly, according to his thoughts, this Shi Lan should be good at close combat, opening up the interval, and gradually drawing is the best policy.

Shi Lan did not hesitate, raised his hand to summon the Ziwei Seven Star Halberd, and suddenly stepped on it, stepping on two shallow footprints on the Xuantie ring, and his body crossed an afterimage, and crashed straight into Jian Gang.

"Click-"

Jian Gang was smashed with a bang, and a halberd nearly twenty zhang long suddenly appeared, from top to bottom, as if Pangu opened the sky, and slashed down with boundless power!

Facing a halberd, the man's complexion changed slightly, he kicked under his feet, and retreated, and at the same time, the three-foot green blade in his hand flew out, turning into nearly a hundred illusory sword shadows on his side, rising into the sky!

More than ten seven or eight zhang long sword gangs burst out in the shadow of the sword and slashed head-on towards the halberd gang.

There was a crackling explosion, nearly a hundred sword shadows dissipated without a trace, and the halberd was also consumed by most of the sword gang, and suddenly shrunk to less than three zhang in size.

The man held Qingfeng in his hand again, and with a long roar, a brutal sword shot out like the sunset of a long river!

The ponytail tied up behind Shi Lan was rolled up high by the oncoming sword qi, and the battle halberd in his hand did not move at all, and the halberd soared, continuing to follow the previous trajectory, slashing towards that sword gang.

Rumble!

With a bang, Jian Gang was shattered in an instant.

Seeing this scene, the man's face changed drastically, looking at the halberd cut off at the head, the sword gang in his hand skyrocketed, and the innate true qi attached to the sword body, turning into a giant sword more than ten zhang long, from the bottom up, straight to the sky, slashing towards the halberd!

"Bang-"

The two qi met, and the long sword in the man's hand trembled violently, only to feel a terrifying huge force sweeping along the sword body towards his arm!

The man secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly abandoned the sword and retreated, Rao was like this, his arm was still shaken a lot, and he was slightly injured.

Stabilizing his body, the man secretly said in his heart that he had a strange power, and just as he wanted to recall the long sword, there was a sound of air being blown up in his ears!

The purple halberd was like a long stick, and it was instantly drawn on his chest.

Boom!

The man only felt as if he had been stepped on by a crazy giant elephant in his chest, and the innate innocence he mentioned was instantly dispersed and he was pulled out of the ring.

Shi Lan put away his halberd, raised his hand to throw the ponytail hanging on his shoulders behind him, and arched his hand: "Accept." ”

The man struggled to get up from the ground, calmed down the agitated true qi, returned the salute with a gloomy face, and after recalling the baby, he staggered into the crowd.

Chu Chen's eyes were full of surprise, yesterday's battle with Yuan Guanhai can still be said to be Yuan Guanhai's ignorance for a while, negligence, and Shi Lan took the lead.

Today's game was a real head-to-head battle, and the opponent also raised 120,000 points of vigilance, but he still lost in just a few rounds.

The sevenfold battle of the congenital realm is ninefold, fighting across the ranks, and Shi Lan is destroying the withering and decaying momentum, directly sweeping the opponent, this kind of talent can be called terrifying.

"Gu Fengcheng, Shi Lansheng."

The Elder of the Heavenly Thunder Hall on the side finished releasing the results, motioned for Shi Lan to go down, and gave way to the other two in the ring.

The other two, one of them used a broad sword, and the other made seven flying knives, a set of treasures, and their power was not weak.

The two fought fiercely for nearly half an hour, and the man who made the ultimate imperial envoy flying knife was defeated because of his true anger.

In this way, only the final tiebreaker remains.

The man who won did not choose to fight Shi Lan, but chose to admit defeat straightforwardly, and the competition just now was enough for him to see the difference in strength between him and Shi Lan.

In this way, Shi Lan took the leader of the ring as if he was probing for something.

What Shi Lan didn't expect was that winning the championship in this ring would also be rewarded, and it was quite expensive.

Taking the ten crystal cards handed over by the elders of the Heavenly Thunder Palace, Shi Lan was a little unable to come back to her senses, she thought that this time there would be no other rewards except for the Seven Treasures Opening Spirit Jade Dew, but she didn't expect that there would be extra money to earn.

One hundred thousand spirit crystals is not a small amount.

"You wait here, wait until I finish dealing with things here, and then take you to the main peak." The elder gave an order, and turned to dispose of some clutter.

Shi Lan walked to Gu Rentong's side, handed over the crystal card in his hand, and said, "I'm tired of the ancient city lord." ”

"You're welcome, girl."

Gu Rentong was a little speechless for a while, raised his hand to take it, and prompted:

"Although the girl is lucky today, she still needs to be vigilant, the old man just inquired about some news, and the strength of the people in the rest of the ring should not be underestimated, this time the spirit jade liquid has attracted a lot of people."

Shi Lan nodded, showing clarity.

"Stone... Miss Shi Lan. ”

A call sounded in his ears, and Shi Lan followed his reputation and saw a scholar with a package on his back, a scroll in his hand, and a reddish face.

Seeing Shi Lan's eyes, the scholar's face became more and more ruddy, and he moved a few steps towards Shi Lan, and bowed, "Under Song Jue." ”

"Something?" Shi Lan was skeptical.

"There's something down there that I want to give to the girl."

Song Jue handed the scroll in his hand to Shi Lan, coughed lightly, and said, "Girl... The posture is full of admiration, and the rough pictures are there, and the skills are itchy for a while... So ......"

Shi Lan took the scroll, and did not shy away from it, and opened it directly.

An ink painting slowly unfolds, and in the middle of the scroll, a woman in a white dress stands with a halberd, her posture is full of generations, and she is graceful, especially the cut-water eyes, which are like the finishing touch, making the whole painting come alive.

This painting is a work of art.

Song Jue's goal in painting this painting is simply to find a reason, to talk to Shi Lan, and to bump into it with empty hands, which will inevitably give people a sense of rudeness.

But now seeing that Shi Lan seemed to be carefully reviewing this painting, Song Jue unconsciously became a little nervous in his heart, and suddenly felt a little less confident in his painting skills, which he had always been quite conceited.

"Thank you, Song Gongzi's picture achievements are admirable." Shi Lan rolled up the scroll, looked up at Song Jue, who was a little nervous, and thanked her, this feeling of receiving a gift from an admirer made her feel a little mysterious in her heart.