Jiang Zhenxia rushed towards Long Fan, but his cultivation was not suppressed, and he was still an eight-rank martial artist.

Long Fan didn't do anything, and quietly looked at Jiang Zhenxia who rushed towards him.

"Bell~" A dull sound sounded in Long Fan's mind.

And this came from Long Fan's Qiankun Ring, and again, the Soul Devouring Evil Bell once again moved.

However, this situation did not allow Long Fan to find out, because Jiang Zhenxia's attack was already close at hand.

Jiang Zhenxia saw that Long Fan had no moves, so he sped up.

"Long Fan, be careful!" Lin Luoxi in the audience shouted loudly when he saw this scene.

She also didn't know why Long Fan would give up the victory and put herself in this position.

He had already lost, and the Heavenly Philosophy Academy needed this victory, so everyone's hopes were pressed on Long Fan.

Long Fan on the stage naturally heard Lin Luoxi's shout, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

When Jiang Zhenxia approached Long Fan, he disappeared in place in an instant, appeared behind him, and a wind blast hit Jiang Zhenxia.

"Uh!" Jiang Zhenxia didn't expect to be attacked from behind by this sudden back, otherwise, with his eighth-rank martial arts cultivation, he could have avoided it completely.

It was because of carelessness that Long Fan's sneak attack was successful, although it didn't cause much damage, but it was always injured.

The Wind Blast is the weakest of Long Fan's three elemental balls, and he just wants to play tricks on Jiang Zhenxia.

"Damn!" Jiang Zhenxia, knowing that he had been tricked, couldn't help but scold.

"This guy is really fast, even I can't catch up!" Jiang Zhenxia said.

"Hmph, the Black Order Quadruple Secret Technique, Cangyan Void Flame!" I saw Jiang Zhenxia with fire all over his body, his aura was strong, and he was coming towards Long Fan.

"Playing with fire, you're still a little close!" Long Fan said, because he could sense that Jiang Zhenxia's flames came entirely from secret techniques.

However, Long Fan is from the martial arts, and the two are not comparable at all.

"Since you want to play with fire, then I'll accompany you, the Black Rank Quadruple Secret Technique, Kongtong Disillusionment Fist!"

Long Fan's fist shadow began to become illusory, and most importantly, this was no longer an ordinary Kongtong Disillusionment Fist.

Instead, it fused the power of the fire element in Long Fan's martial qi and refined the fire element obtained by refining the two fire attribute heaven and earth strange things, how could it be compared to the flame in Jiang Zhenxia's secret technique?

Long Fan's fist shadow was mixed with flames, which made the flames in Jiang Zhenxia's body somewhat eclipsed.

In the face of the attack of the Eight Rank Martial Venerable, Long Fan chose to be tough, not because of how arrogant he was, but because he had some confidence.

Jiang Zhenxia's cultivation is indeed two grades higher than his own, but in terms of physical strength, it is not necessarily.

But don't forget, Long Fan cultivated the Shangqing Nine Yang Body not long ago, and although he only cultivated to the Fifth Yang, he also had the physical body that could connect with the Sixth Rank Martial Venerable without defense.

Now that Long Fan is fighting against the Eight Rank Martial Honor, it is impossible not to defend and let him attack.

With some preparations, Long Fan wanted to know what kind of strong attack he could resist.

In other words, Jiang Zhenxia at this time was regarded by Long Fan as a free sparring partner, as a stepping stone to temper his body.

Facing Jiang Zhenxia who rushed towards him, Long Fan also rushed forward, not afraid at all.

"Confrontation head-on? It seems to be really arrogant. Jiang Zhenxia smiled, this is exactly what he wanted.

Otherwise, if Long Fan wanted to hide, he would definitely use a lot of strength to solve him.

It's a good opportunity to confront it head-on now, so why not do it?

"Bang!" the two collided together, and the confrontation between the two secret techniques didn't show who had the upper hand.

Long Fan's fist shadow kept swinging out, but Jiang Zhenxia was a little overwhelmed, but he still had the advantage of cultivation.

Then the two of them punched each other and were repulsed at the same time, but Long Fan took more steps back.

Hand-to-hand combat is what Jiang Zhenxia is happy with, and so is Long Fan.

Although he is not Jiang Zhenxia's opponent, he can find his limit from it.

It's really not good, it's a big deal to expose the hole cards that you have been hiding.

With Long Fan's current cultivation in the middle stage of the sixth-rank martial venerable, coupled with the blessing of combat power, it is comparable to the middle stage of the eight-rank martial venerable.

However, Jiang Zhenxia had just broken through the Eighth Rank Martial Venerable, and if Long Fan wanted to, he could be eliminated at any time.

"You can fight with me to this point, you are really capable, but that's all, I won't play with you!"

Jiang Zhenxia was forced to this by Long Fan, and his face was a little unbearable, after all, he was an eighth-rank martial artist, and Long Fan was only a sixth-grade martial artist.

At this time, Jiang Zhenxia's martial energy began to condense in one place, and a purple figure appeared in front of him.

If you don't pay attention, you think he summoned the martial spirit.

In fact, this is just the thing that Jiang Zhenxia's martial energy has turned into.

"Black Rank Sevenfold Secret Technique, Purple Flame Madness Lion!"

That figure gradually turned into a mad lion, and its size was comparable to Long Fan's silver Jiao.

"I still don't believe it, you can still rely on the cultivation of the Sixth Rank Martial Venerable Next, Ziyan Madly Lion, go!"

Jiang Zhenxia was a little anxious, the black-level sevenfold secret technique was directly used, and that figure attacked Long Fan at great speed, which could no longer be compared with the power that Jiang Zhenxia rushed towards Long Fan before.

"Whether you can catch it or not, it's not up to you to decide!"

"Black Rank Eightfold Secret Technique, Fierce Tiger Sacred Yin!"

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Three roars, accompanied by a dragon's roar in the tiger's roar, just in an instant, the Purple Flame Wild Lion was roared away.

And Jiang Zhenxia was hit head-on by this sudden sonic secret technique, and in an instant he was deaf and bleeding in both ears, and he directly hugged his ears with both hands, enduring severe pain.

Of course, Long Fan controlled the scope of the Fierce Tiger Sacred Yin, and except for Jiang Zhenxia, it did not affect anyone else.

This also made the rest of the people unclear about the power of this black-level eightfold secret technique, but it could still be seen from Jiang Zhenxia's reaction that the power must be very strong.

"Elder Yan, do you still need to continue fighting?" Long Fan asked directly over Jiang Zhenxia towards Yan Ze.

Even if he asked Jiang Zhenxia now, he shouldn't be able to hear it, how could Long Fan's current cultivation, the unprepared Eight-Rank Martial Venerable, be able to receive this Fierce Tiger Saint Yin?

"No...... No, we throw in the towel. Yan Ze did not hesitate, and directly chose to admit defeat for Jiang Zhenxia.

If he didn't admit defeat and Long Fan continued to fight, Jiang Zhenxia's life might be in danger.

After admitting defeat, Yan Ze immediately jumped onto the stage, brought Jiang Zhenxia down, and checked his injuries on the side.

"Long Fan has won! The Heavenly Philosophy Academy has won!" After Yan Ze admitted defeat, the Heavenly Philosophy Academy was instantly full of people, cheering and jumping.

This is not only a victory for Long Fan, but also a victory for the entire Heavenly Philosophy Academy.

Gongsun Hongzhi's serious face finally showed a smile at this moment.

The six-rank martial arts against the eight-rank martial arts, not only did they not fall into the disadvantage, but they also won, it seems that it is not very difficult to win, how many people will believe this?

At this time, Long Fan had already stepped off the duel stage and walked to his original position.

"Long Fan, thank you. Lin Luoxi stepped forward and said.

"Sister Luo Xi, don't thank me, I'm also a member of the Heavenly Philosophy Academy, isn't this how it should be?"

"Well, no matter what, I still want to thank you for keeping the dignity of the Heavenly Philosophy Academy. ”