In the ring.

Xiao Fan stood with his hands in his hands, the impact just now only shattered a piece of cloth on his cuffs, he looked down at Xiao Wei and said nothing.

"Again... Come again!"

Xiao Wei struggled to stand up, his body was shaky, but there was no trace of admitting defeat on his pale face: "The blow just now is already your full strength, and now that you are at the end of the crossbow, can you still fight?"

Xiao Fan was as calm as water, and said, "It doesn't matter how much combat power I have, the important thing is how many seconds your body can stand?"

Burst!

As soon as Xiao Fan's words fell, Xiao Wei spurted out another mouthful of blood, lay down heavily, and closed his eyes in unwillingness and passed out.

There was silence in the stands, obviously not expecting that this most ordinary young man among the Xiao family's disciples would knock down Xiao Wei with one punch, causing everyone to fall into a state of stupor.

"Okay, Brother Xiao Fan has won!"

With Xiao Yixuan's silver-bell-like voice ringing in the audience, bursts of cheers broke out in the stands, although Xiao Fan's talent was mediocre in the past, but he was very good to his subordinates on weekdays, without the slightest young master's shelf, so he won him extremely popularity, and the unprecedented cheers were like a heat wave, which lasted for a long time.

After the six elders announced Xiao Fan's victory, they began the second semi-final match, with Xiao Lei versus Xiao Yixuan.

Xiao Lei is still an overwhelming and tough play, he made three knives in a row, and in the third knife was already on Xiao Yixuan's slender neck, and the game was won by Xiao Lei without suspense.

Xiao Yixuan snorted lightly, made a grimace at Xiao Lei and ran out of the ring, and then pestered Xiao Fan, shouting to avenge himself, Xiao Fan had no choice but to agree to this sister.

After a half-hour break, the final finally began.

In this competition, no one dares to be sure who will win in the end, because the overwhelming strength shown by Xiao Fan and Xiao Lei impressed everyone, and no one doubted that the strength of the two to reach the final would have the slightest moisture.

"Great Elder, which of the two do you think can win?" Xiao Yingfeng said with a smile.

The Great Elder was silent for a moment and sighed: "After all, Lei Er is two years older than Young Master Xiao Fan, if the cultivation of both of them is at the peak of the ninth layer of body refining, then Lei Er will definitely be defeated, but now, Lei Er should be slightly better!"

"Yes, but I'm quite optimistic about my nephew!" Xiao Yingfeng smiled.

"Then let's look at the final result, no matter who wins in the end, I'm happy, I'm very happy that Lei'er can have such a result!" said the Great Elder.

The sun is setting, it is dusk at this time, and it is also at the end of this clan meeting, but it is the most ** of the clan meeting.

In the ring, the setting sun pulled the figures of the two teenagers to the elder.

Xiao Lei was still dressed in a simple cyan linen dress, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were staring coldly at the front: "Young Master Xiao Fan, you surprised me very much, I will fight with you with all my might, I hope you don't let me down!"

"I'll do my best!" Xiao Fan moved the corners of his mouth slightly, his eyes extremely serious.

"Let's get started!"

There was a hint of excitement in the expression of the six elders, and they couldn't wait to say.

"Young Master Xiao Fan has picked it up!"

A delicate red figure appeared under the ring, it was Red Sleeves, and threw a leather package on it.

"Thank you, Redsleeves!"

Xiao Fan caught it and opened the package, which turned out to be a bright sword with the word "Absolute Dust" engraved on it.

Xiao Fan is determined to win this competition, but if he wants to defeat Xiao Lei, he must use the Absolute Dust Sword, the reason why he did not put this sword into the storage ring is because he does not want to reveal the storage ring in front of everyone, after all, this thing is only owned by a few big people of the Xiao family.

Everyone was stunned, Xiao Yingfeng on the rostrum was slightly moved, and muttered: "Could it be that Fan'er is best at making swords? This seems to be a low-grade treasure, it seems that the eldest brother is hidden deep enough, even I didn't know that he actually had such a sword!"

Xiao Lei stared at him and said, "Inferior treasures, I don't know how many layers of power can be exerted in your hands!"

"Won't you know if you try it, spring breeze and rain!"

Xiao Fan stabbed out with a sword, which was the first form of the sword rain trick, turning into more than a dozen sword shadows in the air, the speed was not fast, but it was not leaking, making people unguardable, and shrouded towards every big hole in Xiao Lei's body.

"Wind news!"

Xiao Lei shouted, and the battle knife in his hand slashed out, and it was a fierce wind, and the colorless remnant of the wind blade came out horizontally, colliding with more than a dozen sword shadows that stabbed him, making a fierce metal collision sound.

More than a dozen sword shadows were quickly split apart by the wind blade blade, and Xiao Lei slashed again, and a burst of even faster wind blade blade slashed over.

"The autumn rain continues!"

Xiao Fan's sword moves changed continuously, and the sword immediately protected his whole body, and each sword blocked the extremely sharp wind blade, consuming Xiao Lei's attacks with continuous strength.

"Lightning strike!"

Xiao Lei held the knife with both hands and slashed out, a ten-meter-long knife condensed, which also contained a trace of electric light, and pressed down on Xiao Fan's head, this is a thunder move in the wind and thunder knife method, with the power of thunder and lightning, good at strong attacks, and extremely powerful.

"Summer thunderstorms!"

Suddenly, as if he could hear the muffled sound of thunder and lightning, Xiao Fan slashed out with a sword, and one after another sword lights swept out, like a raging storm, towards the huge sword.

Bell Bell ......

A crisp impact sounded, sparks shot out, and the strength pierced the thick bluestone ring through countless fist-sized holes, Xiao Fan's eyes were firm, and he put the sword across his head, and the vitality in his body was urged out to the extreme, confronting the other party.

After all, Xiao Fan's cultivation was weaker than the other party, and his stamina was still a little worse under the attack, and the sword light was scattered by the huge sword ray, pressing on the sword body raised by Xiao Fan.

The Absolute Dust Sword bent slightly, and then straightened, Xiao Fan toes, his body retreated with strength, and the huge impact force shook the qi and blood in his body, but he couldn't help but shout, "Happy!"

"This is just the beginning! Kazekage!"

Xiao Lei took a few steps in a row, and his body disappeared into the ring strangely, as if he was fused with the wind, only to see a black wind flying rapidly around Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan's brows furrowed slightly, his face was unprecedentedly solemn, and it was rare for a young man who was usually careless to have such a look.

"Slash!"

Xiao Lei's figure appeared behind Xiao Fan, and with lightning speed, he slashed down with a knife in both hands.

Xiao Fan's back was cold, and he hurriedly used his luck to protect his body's true qi to protect the big points of his body, turned around, and swung his sword and war knife together.

Clang!

Xiao Fan's body retreated, the cold sword still did not disperse, and the remaining strength cut through his body-protecting true qi, cutting on his chest, forming a ten-centimeter wound, fortunately, it was just in the flesh, and there was no big problem.

Xiao Lei's figure disappeared again, and soon reappeared on Xiao Fan's left, and he slashed down again. Xiao Fan held his sword again to block, his body retreated again, and there was another wound on his left arm. After another few attacks, Xiao Fan already had a lot of scars on his body, although the wounds were not deep, there was still blood flowing out, dyeing most of his snow-white clothes red, almost half of them.

"Young Master Xiao Fan, admit defeat quickly!"

"Brother Xiao Fan, I won't let you avenge me, come down quickly!"

Red Sleeves and Xiao Yixuan stood together, their pretty faces showing anxious expressions, and shouted in the ring.

"In the end, it is still two years older than Lei'er, if he wins next year, it is unknown!"

The Grand Elder in the stands sighed, so happy that he did not have his son in his hands.

"Perhaps!"

Xiao Yingfeng didn't think that Xiao Fan could win in such a desperate situation.

"It's better to cut a few more knives to relieve the hatred in my heart!"

The second elder's eyes were fierce, and he said secretly in his heart.

On the pavilion in the distance, Shen Yurou's face was even more anxious, and she pulled her husband's cuffs vigorously and said: "Ying Zheng, what should I do, if it goes on like this, mortals will not be able to hold it, you can quickly stop the competition!"

Xiao Yingzheng stared at Xiao Fan in the ring with a pair of tiger eyes: "Only a martial artist who has been tempered by thousands of difficulties and dangers can become the strongest, if Fan'er wants to go further on the road of martial arts, he must go through such a battle of life and death, so as to stimulate his potential, this is an opportunity, as long as his life is not in danger, we should not interfere!"

Shen Yurou still didn't give up: "I don't want to become a strong person, I just want him to be healthy and live a happy life, if you don't want to make a move, I'll stop it!"

He was about to flash down the attic.