Thinking about it, Sikong Zhan suddenly withdrew his hand and dodged sideways.

If it weren't for Li Bufan, he would have been prepared in advance, he would have to be eaten by a dog who fell into, Li Bufan just shook his body and stabilized his figure.

Li Bufan looked at Sikong Zhan and asked puzzledly, "Why don't you fight against me, compare the palm power?"

"Oh, I think we're still more fun than wrestling!" Sikong Zhan said with a smile as he wiped the sweat from his head.

When Li Bufan heard this, he secretly thought to himself, "This Sikong Zhan must still have a lot of spiritual power, if I don't drain his spiritual power, he will still pose a threat to me." Now, he actually proposed a wrestling competition to me, didn't that provide me with an opportunity to extract his spiritual power?"

Thinking about it, Li Bufan nodded slightly, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Sikong, your proposal is very good, then let's try wrestling!"

After finishing speaking, Li Bufan and Sikong Zhan both rolled up their sleeves and hugged each other.

At this time, the audience in the audience was even more incomprehensible.

The elder in charge of the referee was also stunned when he saw this.

After a while, the elder in charge of the referee came back to his senses and shouted to Li Bufan and Sikong Zhan, "Stop, stop me! If you do this again, I will sentence you, foul!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he secretly thought to himself, "Now I use the spiritual attraction technique to absorb the spiritual power on that Sikong Zhan's body, it's almost time to let go!"

Thinking about it, Li Bufan pushed Sikong Zhan away, Sikong Zhan was drained of his spiritual power by Li Bufan's spiritual attraction technique, and he was paralyzed on the ground, sweating profusely, and the clothes on his body were already soaked.

The elder in charge of the referee suddenly stood in front of Sikong Zhan, looked at Sikong Zhan coldly, and said with a serious face, "Hurry up for me, otherwise, I will pronounce you a failure!"

Hearing this, Sikong Zhan reluctantly stood up from the ground, and once again sacrificed the "Hanguang Immortal Sword", this time Sikong Zhan, due to the spiritual power in his body being emptied, the "Hanguang Immortal Sword" just came out, and it fell to the ground with a bang.

Sikong Zhan looked at the "Hanguang Immortal Sword" on the ground, and tried to use the magic trick to drive it several times, but failed.

Sikong Zhan scratched his ears and cheeks, he couldn't figure it out, and suddenly paused, with a smile on his face, and said to himself, "There is!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he secretly thought to himself, "You have no spiritual power now, I look at you, what can I do?"

Sikong Zhan suddenly sacrificed his magic weapon, a shiny little flying knife.

With a smile on his face, Sikong Zhan said to Li Bufan, "Let me show you, my magic weapon 'Starlight Flying Knife'." ”

When Li Bufan heard this, he was shocked in his heart, and secretly thought to himself, "This kid is really good! He actually has spiritual power to drive magic weapons!"

Just when Li Bufan was surprised and confused, he only heard a ding, and the 'Starlight Flying Knife' that Sikong Zhan occupied suddenly fell to the ground.

Sikong Zhan wanted to use the magic trick again to drive his magic weapon 'Starlight Flying Knife', but no matter what, he couldn't drive it.

Seeing this, Sikong Zhan frowned slightly, sighed, and said to himself, "It's evil, it's really evil! It seems that I have to be defeated today! The fairy sword and magic weapon don't listen to my call anymore, it seems that the heavens won't help me!"

Thinking about it, Sikong Zhan shook his head helplessly, bowed down, picked up his "Hanguang Immortal Sword" and "Starlight Flying Knife" from the ground, and then, under the high platform, walked slowly and methodically.

At this time, the elder in charge of the referee suddenly flew over, blocked in front of Sikong Zhan, stopped Sikong Zhan, and said with a smile, "Don't go!

Sikong Zhan turned sideways, avoiding the elder in charge of the referee, and said angrily, "Get out of the way!"

The elder in charge of the referee jumped in front of Sikong Zhan again, and blocked Sikong Zhan, "You kid, do you really think that the old man doesn't exist?"

Sikong Zhan sighed, and said with a bitter face, "Alas, I admit defeat!

When the elder in charge of the referee heard this, he nodded slightly, and said, "Okay!

As he spoke, he made a gesture of please.

Seeing this, Sikong Zhan shook his head helplessly, sighed again, and then walked towards the bottom of the high platform.

The elder in charge of the referee walked straight to Li Bufan, walked over, patted Li Bufan's shoulder, and boasted, "Good job!"

Next, the elder in charge of the referee announced to the audience that Li Bufan had won.

Li Bufan was secretly happy in his heart, and thought, "It seems that these Dao methods of the Evil Dao are indeed more powerful!"

After Li Bufan finished his own competition, he continued to return to the high platform and watch other people's competitions, hoping to have an understanding of the next round of competition and the strength of the opponents he encountered.

After a morning of competition, the first round of competition ended, including Li Bufan, ten rookie disciples, passed the competition and entered the next round of competition.

Li Bufan found that Zhang Xiaofeng also successfully advanced and won the opportunity to enter the final round of the competition.

Those newcomer disciples who were eliminated all hung their heads and left the square with sad faces.

The head of the East Sect, who will enter the final round of the competition, ten rookie disciples, gathered together and made a short speech.

Dongfang Sect cleared his throat, and said with a slight smile to the ten rookie disciples who entered the final round of the competition, "Your performance today is very good! I hope that in the next competition, you can make persistent efforts and have the last laugh!"

Entering the final round of the competition, the ten rookie disciples all nodded slightly when they heard this, and replied with a smile, "Yes, master!"

Hearing this, the head of Dongfang stroked his beard, squinted and smiled, "Then you go to rest first! Get ready, the last round of the competition in the afternoon!" After speaking, he waved his hand.

Entering the final round of the competition, the ten rookie disciples all nodded yes when they heard this.

Except for Li Bufan and Zhang Xiaofeng, the rest of the newcomers who entered the last round of the competition all dispersed.

With a smile full of joy on his face, Li Bufan said to Zhang Xiaofeng, "Senior brother, congratulations, you successfully advanced to the final round of the competition!"

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, he smiled slightly at Li Bufan, and bowed his hand, "Each other, each other! I also want to congratulate you!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he smiled and said, "Great! The two of us have both entered the final round of competition." ”

Zhang Xiaofeng nodded slightly and said, "Yes, the two of us have a great chance to obtain the quota to find the Bronze Temple through this sword meeting!"

When Li Bufan heard this, he suddenly frowned slightly, and asked with some concern, "You say, will the two of us meet in the last round of competition?"

When Zhang Xiaofeng heard this, he scratched his head, thought about it, and said, "I can't say for sure! Ten people are in the competition, and the chance for us to bump into each other is very big!"

"Well, if the two of us are really here, and we bump into each other in the last round of competition, I'll let you win!" Li Bufan said with a sincere face. (To be continued.) )