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After registering, Flamefall returned to his house and researched how to use Hate Tail, according to Dovetail, since he had obtained the entire inheritance of Hate Tail, he did not need to obtain any soul skills on the path of the Forbidden Soul Master.

Originally, Flamefall didn't think so, but when he learned about some of Hatetail's basic attack methods, he realized that what Hayatail said was not exaggerating at all.

As far as the eye can see, there are more than ten basic attack methods, which is equivalent to more than ten soul skills, which is enough for him to use, not to mention that Yanfall does not plan to use the Forbidden Spirit Master as the main attack method, and cultivating the Emperor Flame Technique is the royal way.

Now that the Flame Fall Emperor Flame Technique is still at the level of the third realm, it is still unknown when he will step into the fourth realm, but Nirvana has already passed through the second Nirvana, and all kinds of unreasonable phenomena have appeared in the Flame Fall.

"It's better to hurry up and cultivate......"

With a secret sigh, Yan Fall entered the cultivation state, this night he was cultivating the Emperor Flame Technique, and he was already a seventh-order Great Demon Master, but the Emperor Flame Technique was still in the third realm, if the Flame Jue knew about it, wouldn't he laugh off his big teeth?

The short night passed quickly, and at dawn, the sound of bells and drums was remembered in the sect, Yan Cheng withdrew from cultivation, washed his face, put on the clothes of his own disciple, and went out to the makeshift competition platform.

Looking at it from afar, there are really a lot of people, the dense white clothes are almost covered with most of the mountain, it is estimated that there are tens of thousands of people, and the sect is a grand event of the sect, so the outer gate of the Long Hate Sect has also opened the teleportation array, and the outer disciples can enter the inner gate to watch the ceremony with the contribution points of the sect.

There are not many requirements for contribution points, so most of the outer disciples are reluctant to let go of this opportunity, you know, the more the competition will be more exciting the later it is. Some of the competitions may even inspire them a little.

Holding the pale red number plate in his hand, Yanfall glanced at the number on it, 223, and it seemed that it would be a long time before it was his turn, so Yanfall found a place to rest and meditate under the shade of a tree.

I don't know how long it took. The bell sounded again, and I saw that the high-level members of the sect walked to the temporary viewing platform one after another, with the sect master at the head, Xue Yan on the right side, and the rest of the elders sitting down on both sides, and Qi Qing and other high-ranking officials above the deacon were also on the viewing platform.

Due to the large number of disciples, and the fact that the Sect Master of the Long Hate Sect was not a person who liked to be verbose, he briefly said two words of encouragement. Let the referee announce the start of the competition.

"Fourth-order disciple, the sixteenth against the thirty-seventh ......"

"Fifth-order disciple, forty against one hundred and twelve. ”

"Sixth-order disciple, number one against number six. ”

Yan Yan was lying on the ground bored, and only when the referee announced the competition of the sixth-order disciples did he open his eyes and look at the stage, in the Long Hate Sect, the top three inner disciples basically broke through the sixth-order. There are only a few personal disciples on the top, except for Yan Cheng and Jiang Yiming, who are the weakest. I heard that the eldest disciple actually has the strength of the sixth-order peak.

After watching a contest between disciples from the personal lineage, Yan Fall nodded slightly, among the sixth-order disciples, all of them are forbidden spirit masters, and I have to say that the forbidden spirit masters of the Tianjiu Realm are stronger than the forbidden spirit masters on the magic continent in the same level, of course. This is just under normal circumstances, compared with the two, the spiritual power of the forbidden soul master of the Heavenly Dove Realm is very pure, and he still does not blush and breathe after a competition. The spiritual power of the forbidden soul masters on the Magic Continent is a bit complicated, and the reason for this is due to the resentment of being killed by the demonic beasts, and most of the demonic beasts in the Heavenly Dove Realm are willing to contribute soul seals, so it will not affect the cultivators themselves.

The morning passed quickly, and since it was a knockout system, except for a few disciples, almost tens of thousands of disciples fought once.

"Fourth-order disciple, number three against two hundred and twenty-three. ”

"It's finally me. ”

Yan Cheng rubbed his somewhat sour neck, although he had long expected that his number would be very late to compete, but he didn't expect that it would be so late, he wasted a morning's time, and Yan Cheng wanted to finish his work early and go back to cultivation early.

With a flick of his toes, Yan Fall jumped onto the high platform very easily, this time the opponent was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old little fat man, judging from the fluctuation of spiritual power, he should have the strength of the middle stage of the fourth order.

"Hey, this kid is finally here, I'm going to see how his combat power is. ”

Xue Yan's eyes lit up, looking forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looking forward to Yanfall's appearance.

"His opponent is the middle of the fourth order, are you sure Jiang Yan can beat him?"

On the side, the Seventh Elder pursed his lips, obviously still worried about Yan Fall's refusal to reveal the slightest bit of news about the potion yesterday.

"Do you dare to bet? I bet that within three moves, the kid opposite him will definitely be kicked off the stage. ”

Xue Yan glanced at the Seventh Elder and said lightly.

"Cut, bet, bet, who's afraid of whom!"

The Seventh Elder expressed dissatisfaction, he firmly believed that Xue Yan was bragging.

Sadly, when the Seventh Elder was teaching Jiang Yiming magic yesterday, he didn't notice that Yan Fall was breaking through the strangulation of the fourth-order magic wood.

On the stage, Yan Yan stretched his waist, looked at the young man opposite, smiled, and said, "Let's make a move." ”

Yan Fall's lazy appearance made this young man's heart burst into flames, and the cyan spiritual power flashed between his palms, and what this fat man absorbed turned out to be the soul mark of the wind attribute demonic beast!

Yan Yan glanced at the extremely weak spiritual power in the young man's hand, and sighed in his heart, am I so much like a weak person? What is the use of this kind of tentative attack.

In fact, it is true, that young man is testing Yanfall, after all, the clothes of a personal disciple and that terrifying cultivation talent are a bit too bluffing, this young man is really afraid that Yanfall will stumble on him in the future, then he really doesn't know how to die.

Looking at the young man's timid appearance, Yan Fall was also quite helpless, and his fingers flicked out, colliding with the spiritual power in the young man's palm.

The two touched, and the flame fell still, but the boy stepped back a few steps, almost sitting on the ground.

"Give it your all, don't care who I am. ”

Yan Yan said lightly.

The young man's face turned red for a while, and the next moment, a spiritual power fluctuation that was several times stronger than before spread out from his body, and behind him, there was also a cyan phantom gradually emerging, although it was a little blurry, but it could also be vaguely seen that it was a good wind attribute demonic beast, the Red Wind Tiger.

"Senior Brother Jiang Yan, be careful! This is my strongest attack method, if you can take it, count me as losing!"

Gritting his teeth, two wheals suddenly appeared in the palm of the young man's hand, which looked quite terrifying on the surface.

"It's still a little bit like that. ”

On the stage, the Seventh Elder nodded with satisfaction, just now he was dissatisfied with underestimating that the little fat man was too cowardly, and now he has changed his face, this speed is really faster than turning a book.

On the other hand, Xue Yan was a little worried, judging from the momentum of the little fat man, this soul skill obviously belonged to the fourth order, because the time was too short, Xue Yan knew that the only thing that Yan Yan could use to attack now was the two soul skills that he could use when breaking through the second order.

"Tiger Wing Slash!"

The little fat man roared angrily, and at the same time, the two light clusters in his hand suddenly threw out, rushing towards Yanfall, but in the face of this attack, Yanfall did not dodge or dodge, and a touch of lilac spiritual power appeared between his palms, and then slapped out lightly.

Seeing that Yan Yan was so big, a sigh suddenly sounded below, and Xue Yan on the stage also shook his head, with a faint look of disappointment on his face.

Touch.

The two came into contact, and just when everyone thought that Yanfall would lose, they saw that the purple spiritual power between Yanfall's palms suddenly skyrocketed, and they turned into a big hand to grab the wheal and explode it!

This......

There was an instant silence in the field, even Xue Yan's eyes widened, he naturally saw that Yanfall did not use the soul technique, but just changed the spiritual power into a shape, from the breath point of view, Yanfall's spiritual power was also in the early stage of the fourth order, why could he easily catch the fourth-order soul technique of the mid-fourth order forbidden spirit master?

The little fat man was also shocked, opened his mouth, and spit out a sentence for a long time: "Senior Brother Jiang Yan, I lost." ”

"Let's contact more spiritual power control, your spiritual power is too loose, it will be easily broken by me, it's not that weak, so don't be discouraged. ”

After Yan Cheng finished speaking, he turned around and stepped down from the stage, and the referee reacted at this time, and hurriedly announced Yan Cheng's victory, but the little fat man looked at Yan Cheng's back and whispered, "Thank you." ”

The afternoon game was also very boring, it is worth mentioning that Yiming, this little guy, originally his opponent thought he was easy to bully, but he didn't expect Jiang Yiming to raise his hand to be a fourth-order magic wood strangulation, which scared his opponent into surrendering directly.

The wood strangulation was quite terrifying under the bonus of the staff, and almost no one could resist Jiang Yiming's blow, so in this short one-day competition day, Jiang Yiming had already become a small ancestor-level being in the fourth-order region.

And Yanfall is the same, the two of them easily entered the top fifty.

The strength that can enter the top fifty in the fourth-order area is basically the strength of the fourth-order peak, and the two of Yan Cheng and Jiang Yiming seem a little out of place in it.

Yan Yan is okay, no matter who the opponent is, even if it is the peak of the fourth order, it is easy to win, at first the seven elders were not convinced, and continued to bet with Xue Yan with a blowing beard and glaring, and he said that he wanted to win back what he lost, but he had never won dozens of games in a row, on the other hand, Xue Yan, his smile had not broken in the past two days, and the good things he had taken a fancy to the seven elders in the past have been brought over this time, which is not too cool.

Now that Xue Yan is addicted to gambling, as soon as he saw Yan Yan come to power, he looked at the Seventh Elder with a smile on his face, an old fox who was alive, and the Seventh Elder was trembling all over.

At noon the next day, Jiang Yiming finally met a rather tricky opponent.

Jiang Yiming is completely famous in the fourth-order realm, everyone knows that he has a magic staff with explosive power, coupled with the strangulation of the fourth-order magic wood, the attack power is terrifying, and he almost falls down when he touches it, there is no way, who calls people geniuses, who calls people hard backstage.

But some of the opponents Jiang Yiming encountered were not ordinary, and they turned out to be a disciple known for his speed.

Yan Cheng looked at this game with a slightly solemn expression. (To be continued......)