"There's no way, in the face of such a difficult opponent, it's impossible to play a lucky paddling bastard."

Zhao Fan sighed helplessly, at this moment, after judging the situation, he decided to reveal the tip of the iceberg of strength.

That's right, the tip of the iceberg.

Although the lame man is very strong, for Zhao Fan, he is still extremely small, and there is no need to expose too much.

The next moment, the thin purple light on his whole body flickered, condensing into a soul armor wrapped in gaps, allowing the fishy yellow water line to descend like raindrops.

"Innocent! Will the soul armor be able to resist the venom of my soul power? A proud smile appeared on the lame man's face, but it seemed that the smile made people panic cautiously, and said: "My venom, in addition to poison, also has corrosive power, even if it is a quasi-earth-level soul armor, if it touches it, it will be eroded, not to mention, you are the late stage of the Xuan Rank." ”

Zhao Fan shrank to the ground, and soon, his soul armor was covered with fishy yellow venom!

And because of the last fight show, at this time, there were many viewers, looking at this side's battle platform, gloating and focusing on him, being crushed to the point of being helpless and embarrassed, very relieved.

"Bastard, destined not to be on the stage."

"This kind of garbage participating in the Dragon Soul Grass battle is simply an insult to the Soul Dao Heavenly Pride, but fortunately, it will stop in the fourth round."

"Count on luck, you can't win all the time."

Although the sneering and sneering voices of criticism could not reach Zhao Fan's ears, it did not affect the self-esteem of those audiences.

However, in the next moment, the discussion around Zhao Fan came to an abrupt end, everyone was dumbfounded, and they felt that their faces were hot, as if they had been slapped invisibly by the late stage of the Xuan Rank on the stage.

I saw Zhao Fan, who was wrapped in the soul armor with fishy yellow venom, as if he had exploded, and got up and rushed towards the lame man.

The lame man didn't expect the other party to make such a move, and he was caught off guard.

"Get out of here!"

His soul power shook violently, and it stands to reason that that power can completely shake the late stage of the Xuan Rank far away. However, even if Zhao Fan's body flew sideways, his hands were separated by the soul armor, and he tightly clamped the lame man.

At the same time, the lame man went numb without warning, and after a moment he convulsed twice, and fell to the ground limply, as if poisoned, lying there limply, unable to move no matter how he struggled.

At this time, Zhao Fan let go of his hands, and then his expression moved, and the soul armor covering his body cracked, and together with those disgusting fishy yellow venom, scattered in all directions, corroding the ground of the battle platform with thousands of holes.

"How does your own venom taste?"

Zhao Fan shook his head and smiled, then raised his foot and kicked the lame man off the battle table lightly.

Fourth battle, win!

This means that Zhao Fan has advanced to the fifth round!

……

And in the crowded audience.

The monks who were paying attention to this side exploded in an instant, so that those who didn't pay attention before were all attracted to it.

"What's the situation?"

"Then in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, why did you win again?"

"Impossible, his opponent is a quasi-ground level, and he is a toad race, and the racial advantage is extremely terrifying!"

"Take a closer look, the Toad Clan, it seems to be a sign of deep poisoning?"

"Could it be exactly the same as the one who played with fire and set himself on fire, and was poisoned by himself?"

"This luck, no one, but his opponent in the next round, if nothing else, will be the third Tianjiao of the younger generation of the Soul Lord, no matter how good the luck is, there is absolutely no hope of continuing!"

"That's right, Soul Luomen, and the Soul Peak of the Great Luo Ancient Sect are also one of the few influential soul cultivation forces in the Metaverse in addition to the Soul Domain, and that third Tianjiao named Xu Ziang is the real Soul Dao Tianjiao. In the face of absolute strength, luck no longer exists. ”

……

Zhao Fan habitually sat alone on the fighting platform, looking sideways at the next door, wanting to observe the opponent in the next round, so as to formulate a "weak and winable" strategy in advance.

The duel over there was extremely intense, and the tip of the needle was against Maimang.

However, after the situation stalemate for about a hundred breaths, there was a sudden big turn!

That Xu Ziang from the Soul Sect looked as if he had just warmed up, and then cast a soul power flying sword with extreme speed, killing the quasi-ground opponent in seconds!

The latter couldn't afford to fall to the ground until he was hit hard, and he didn't understand how he was defeated, because he didn't see Xu Ziang's offensive clearly at all.

Zhao Fan's eyes lit up, the winner next door, although he didn't know the identity of the other party, he could guess that it was definitely an extraordinary soul cultivator, even if he didn't show his full strength, it can be seen that with Zhao Fan's eyesight, he judged that he was no less than some of the disciples of True Transmission Peak.

"In this round, a little strength was exposed, but in the eyes of others, it was still won by luck." Zhao Fan thought thoughtfully, "It seems that the next round is really going to subvert his parallel image." ”

As for how much strength to reveal, Zhao Fan is still unsure, there is no way, that Xu Ziang, with a soul power sword, will kill the soul cultivator of the same quasi-ground level in seconds, where is the upper limit, so before the real fight, it can't be accurately positioned.

……

Meanwhile.

After Xu Ziang obtained the qualification to advance to the next round, he also subconsciously looked sideways towards the battle table next door, at first, when he saw that there was only one figure left in the corner of his eye, he was a little surprised in his heart, "The victory and defeat are faster than my side, but there is really no comparison between a quasi-ground level of the Toad Race and a late stage of the Xuan Rank." ”

However, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and the one standing on the battle table was not a disgusting toad cripple, but a paddling bastard who had won by luck all the way!

Xu Ziang's face was stunned for a moment, he thought it was an illusion, then closed his eyes, opened them again and looked again, it was still the mediocre-looking late stage of the Xuan Rank, not only that, the other party was still looking at him.

“……”

Xu Ziang looked at Zhao Fan speechlessly, he couldn't imagine how the latter won the victory, is it too unbelievable?

In the later stage of the Xuan Rank, it is equivalent to a difference of two small ranks between the Xuan Rank and the Quasi-Earth Rank, and besides, the lame man is even more of the Toad Race, and the kind of venom that is a racial advantage is even valued by Xu Ziang.

Therefore, Xu Ziang couldn't help but raise his footsteps, came to the edge of the battle platform, stretched out his neck and looked diagonally downward, and the lame man in his sight was twitching non-stop, obviously looking deeply poisoned.

"Should it be ......" Xu Ziang thought dumbfounded: "Poisoned by yourself?" ”

Immediately, Xu Ziang shook his head again, things can't be so simple, because the venom of the Toad Clan is not soul power.

Soul power turns into fire, theoretically there is indeed the possibility of backlash, even if it is very small and small, isn't it not a vivid example not long ago?

But venom is innate, just like blood, and the toad people are immune to their own venom.

Thinking of this, Xu Ziang thoughtfully once again set his eyes on Zhao Fan, and looked at the other party seriously, but he didn't see the reason, as if it was really a complete late stage of the Xuan Stage.

The more this is the case, the more vigilant Xu Ziang is.

Once is luck, twice is, three times is, if every time it is, then it is not luck can be explained, there is only one possibility, that is, deliberately!

He's acting!

Eliminate your opponent's defenses by showing weakness, and then counterattack in a seemingly different way!

"This scheming ......" Xu Ziang took a breath of cold air, he resolutely decided that at the beginning of the next round, he would show all his strength without reservation, even if his guess was a little bit likely to be true, he could not afford to lose, even if he thought too much?

The lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength to avoid overturning the boat in the gutter!

After all, Xu Ziang is from the soul Dao Tianjiao of the great forces, and the aura on his body is not in vain.

This time.

Zhao Fan also read the meaning of attention in the former's eyes, and he smiled bitterly, sure enough, the real Soul Dao Tianjiao was not so easy to fool, and he was actually detected by the clues.

And on the other battle platforms in the entire war zone, fierce scenes are in full swing.

came to the fourth round, and the quality of the participants has improved by a tone as a whole, after all, the weak ones have been screened down in the first three rounds, and the vast majority of the battle platforms are on a par with each other, but the soul Dao Tianjiao like Xu Ziang are still swept and crushed, and they have already finished off their opponents and obtained the qualification for promotion, and they are one step closer to the Dragon Soul Grass.

Many Soul Dao Tianjiao, while recovering their state, were idly observing the battle table that had ended, and regarded each other as potential opponents.

Gradually, more and more Soul Dao Heavenly Arrogants noticed Zhao Fan, and they all showed surprise, how could that paddling bastard in the late stage of the Xuan Rank win again?

"Isn't it?"

"How much has to be stepped on by the Yuan Beast?"

"It's the next round!"

……

Because these soul Dao Tianjiao are not like Xu Ziang who will face Zhao Fan in the next round, they don't think too deeply, because in the late stage of a Xuan Rank, even if they break into the fifth round, they can't change the fact that they are rubbish, and it's not worth wasting their thoughts at all.

And Zhao Fan, as if he was a thief, looked around with cowardice and fear.

Xu Ziang retracted his gaze and nodded at the same door that had been promoted in the distance, and the eyes of his senior brothers and junior disciples seemed to say, don't overturn in the next round.

Xu Ziang smiled and nodded again.

……

The fourth round, which lasted for half an hour, was all over.

And the recovery and rest time of a stick of incense was fleeting, and a familiar scene appeared, the battle table merged in pairs, and the venue expanded again!

Zhao Fan and Xu Ziang stood on the same side battle platform.

Zhao Fan said with some fear: "I don't know your Excellency's name? ”

"Xu Ziang."

Xu Ziang said with a smile: "Zhao Fan, right? I hope you don't play it again, otherwise, I'll think you're taking me for a fool. ”

After Zhao Fan heard this, he felt that he had been recognized, so he looked embarrassed and said embarrassedly: "Brother Xu, I misunderstood, I'm not acting, but I'm really afraid, as a salted fish soul cultivator in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, who is not afraid of the soul Dao Tianjiao of the upper quasi-earth level?" ”

"Okay."

Xu Ziang was too lazy to argue with the other party, he wouldn't believe that nonsense just because of a few words, and after a while before the announcement began, he asked curiously: "Brother Zhao, I don't know where you came from?" ”

Before the battle for the Dragon Soul Grass began, he didn't care about Zhao Fan at all, so he didn't know that the other party belonged to the camp of the Great Luo Ancient Sect.

Zhao Fan hesitated, and then said, "Don't hide it, I'm from the Great Luo Ancient Sect. ”

"Great Luo Ancient Sect?"

Xu Ziang was stunned when he heard this, "Soul Peak or True Transmission Peak?" ”

"Ahem."

Zhao Fan lowered his head and said with some inferiority: "Soul Peak, but his identity is not a disciple, but a sparring master, he has a good relationship with Lan Tianwu, and he has a cheeky mixed ticket, and he came here to see how the Soul Dao Tianjiao style of the whole Metaverse is." ”

"That's modest enough."

Xu Ziang shook his head with a smile, "But Brother Zhao, it continues to surprise me." ”

"Fluke, fluke."

Zhao Fan spread his hands innocently, as if to say, I didn't expect to win four games in a row, but I can't lose, what can I do......

The next moment, the sound of the outer heaven resounded throughout the audience, "The fifth round of the knockout round, begin!" ”