After defeating the fourteenth contestant, Lin Yifan finally found his junior sister Feng Rongxue.

Although it is a random teleportation, the position before and after the teleportation is roughly the same, but the distance is wider than before the teleportation, so that Lin Yifan will meet acquaintances continuously.

When Lin Yifan arrived, Feng Rongxue was at a life-and-death juncture.

In the two years that Lin Yifan was training in the hell illusion realm, Feng Rongxue and her two junior disciples were not idle, and they also trained like Lin Yifan for two years, making full use of the resources of the training venue and several instructors. It's just that their chances and cultivation achievements are far inferior to Lin Yifan, and in the end, only Feng Rongxue has reached the conditions of the big comparison.

Despite this, the two hundred years of fantasy training also gave Feng Rongxue a good strength, but she was low-key and didn't like publicity, and like Lin Yifan, she never participated in Xiaobi, so she was considered by Long Zhenren to have too poor qualifications, and even Xiaobi didn't dare to participate.

In fact, not participating in the small competition is not only a matter of low-key, but also a matter of interest.

If a person's opponent is a different instructor every day, then who is interested in competing with ordinary students?

Feng Rongxue had already fought three battles before, all of which won relatively easily, and her thoughts were only slightly damaged, but just now she met Le Zhenren's apprentices Kang Xin and An Xuqing, and these two joined forces to deal with her, which made her fall into a bitter battle all of a sudden, and the soul sea was broken by the two of them, and thin bloodshots flowed from her eyes and ears.

"I have no choice but to withdraw from the game, or I will die. Feng Rongxue thought desperately.

"Get out!"

Just when Feng Rongxue was unwilling to urge the escape talisman in his hand, a familiar voice sounded.

"Senior brother!" Feng Rongxue was suddenly happy in her heart, she knew that she was safe.

Among these students, I am afraid that she is the only one who knows Lin Yifan's true strength.

"Hey, stupid big one, you came just in time, let's die with your junior sister!" An Xuqing turned his head in surprise, looked at Lin Yifan who was rushing over, and said coldly.

At the same time, An Xuqing urged his mind and wanted to cooperate with Kang Xin to completely solve Feng Rongxue before Lin Yifan arrived.

But at this moment, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood suddenly blocked in front of Feng Rongxue, and countless Shura flew all over the sky, letting out a sharp roar, and flew in.

The terrifying soul coercion suddenly shattered Kang Xin and An Xuqing's thoughts.

"Shura Realm, but what's going on with this sea of blood?" Kang Xin was taken aback, desperately trying to gather his thoughts and break through the realm, but under the dual coercion of the Shura realm and the blood sea realm, everything he did was in vain, and the entire soul sea was crumbling.

"I admit defeat!" While there was still the last trace of clarity, Kang Xin struggled and shouted, and at the same time took out the escape talisman.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" An Xuqing, who has always shown the face of a cold queen, also panicked and hurriedly begged for mercy.

But in the next moment, Kang Xin and An Xuqing's thoughts were completely dispersed by the Shura with the yin wind and sank into the endless abyss.

Feng Rongxue watched in surprise from the side, she saw that the muscles on Kang Xin and An Xuqing's faces were twisted into an inhuman shape, as if they were shouting something, but they couldn't make a sound.

begging for mercy is actually just an action in the fantasy of Kang Xin and An Xuqing, and there is no chance to send it out in reality.

"Now Long Ke will become a toothless tiger, look at how he will live in the next ten years. Lin Yifan smiled lightly.

Long Zhenren's three apprentices were easily killed by Lin Yifan, Long Zhenren could only get a few points, and in the next ten years, his cultivation resources were almost zero, and I am afraid that he would have to rely on borrowing money to survive.

This can be regarded as solving a big problem for his master.

"Senior brother, thank you. If you hadn't arrived, I'd be done. Feng Rongxue's eyes were red, and the feeling of the rest of her life after the catastrophe made her feel a lot of emotion.

"Little things. Let's go, I'll help you earn a little more points. Lin Yifan smiled and didn't care.

For Lin Yifan, this is really a trivial matter.

After using the dual realm, it is not too easy to sneak attack two small characters like Kang Xin and An Xuqing.

Next, Lin Yifan took Feng Rongxue to attack from all sides, he ran wildly, threw it in a field when he met people, and solved the battle in three or five strokes.

Feng Rongxue only needs to follow behind to pack up the loot, and Lin Yifan will leave one or two opponents whose souls are about to collapse from time to time, and let Hu Rongxue deliver the final blow to earn points.

The low-level mages of the Wandering Realm generally like to move when they are fifty meters apart, and the strength of this distance control idea is just right. But there was still a distance of forty meters before Lin Yifan released him.

These forty meters are also the distance between life and death.

In the past, Lin Yifan was on the earth, and his physique was poor, it took 15 seconds to run 100 meters, 6.7 meters to run in a second, and 6 seconds to run 40 meters. These six seconds are enough time for the mage to decide whether he is alive or dead.

However, after hundreds of years of cultivation in the illusion realm, Lin Yifan's refining body has reached the late stage of the Iron Bone Realm, and his physique is no longer the same, and the distance of forty meters is about two seconds at most, which can be described as instantaneous.

In these two seconds, it is completely possible to delay time with dark clouds covering the sun, and then within ten meters, Lin Yifan immediately released the field and trapped the other party directly to death, this is his killer weapon.

With this trick, it can be described as devastating and tried.

Lin Yifan gradually discovered that there seemed to be nothing in this wasteland that could not be solved by one domain. If there is, then use two areas!

One trick is fresh, eat all over the world!

At this moment, Lin Yifan's strength accumulated for five hundred years gradually exploded, and few people were his generals.

Lin Yifan can be said to be a god blocking and killing a god, and he has vented all the depression in his heart for hundreds of years.

In the end, he only let go of a small number of people, namely the disciples of the Bitter Sage, the Zheng Sage, the Ying Zhenren, and the He Zhenren, the Zhong Sage, and the Luo Sage. These six instructors had all taught him and Feng Rongxue, and their apprentices naturally couldn't move.

If it weren't for the rule that no more than two people on one side of the brawl would have been able to form a group with them to kill.

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On the top of an inverted mountain, thousands of instructors and other prefectural staff sat on an extremely wide lawn, staring nervously at a huge curtain of light with dense points rankings.

In a brawl, if you defeat one person, you can add 10 points to your points, and 10 points will be deducted for the defeated.

These 8,000 people have to fight until there are only 800 left, and the elimination rate seems very amazing, but it is actually very simple. Suppose 8,000 people are divided into two groups and fight each other, after the first round there are only 4,000 left, after the second round there are 2,000, after the third round there are 1,000, and the fourth round there are 500. In other words, basically after three and a half rounds, the purpose of elimination was basically achieved.

In this way, each successful qualifier has to win an average of four games in a row and earn 40 points, and it is very likely to qualify.

Of course, the realm and strength of these eight thousand people are quite close, so every battle is not easy, and the initial points are about the same. However, as time went on, the gap between the points gradually widened, and occasionally there were dark horses running out and rising rapidly in the rankings.

Some people are strong, looking for every opportunity to kill, and the initial points increase quickly, but often because of injuries, they are unable to follow-up and leave the arena prematurely. And some people mainly run away to avoid the war in the early stage, save their strength, and will not exert their strength until the later stage, this kind of person is easy to become a dark horse.

The instructors sat around according to their circle of friends, eating spirit fruits, drinking spirit wine, and discussing the ranking list.

Le Zhenren naturally sat with the Bitter Sage, Zheng Sage, Ying Zhenren, He Zhenren, Zhong Sage, and Luo Sage, but Le Zhenren didn't expect that Long Zhenren also moved the chair near them, as if he wanted to see his jokes.

"This Gu Zhizheng is really good, at the beginning of the brawl, he got twenty points and killed two at once. However, let's watch Wu Yuanfan's performance next, Wu Yuanfan will definitely come from behind and will not disappoint me. It's not like some scrap wood, which will be out right away. Long Zhenren commented loudly, and from time to time he glanced at Le Zhenren, as if he was demonstrating.

"Ridiculous! You'd better pray that your apprentices don't meet Lin Yifan, otherwise you'll cry. Le Zhenren smiled, and then closed his eyes to recuperate.