On the White Jade Continent where the disciples of the foundation building period are located, in the very center, there is a ring with a length of 1,000 zhang and a width, and on the side of the ring, sixty-four disciples who entered the second round of the competition, each holding a cyan wooden plaque in their hands, and each cyan wooden plaque is engraved with a number.

On the cyan wooden plaque in Li Nanshan's hand, there is an eye-catching "one" engraved on it, which means that he will be the first to compete.

After all the disciples saw their serial numbers clearly, the cyan wooden cards that appeared out of thin air in their hands suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and then, in the ears of each of them, they heard an extremely vicissitudes of life and a bland voice at the same time:

In the first game, Li Nanshan faced Pang Junfeng, and invited two disciples to compete on stage. ”

The first game is going to be played, this is not a signing, because this will expose the strength in advance, Li Nanshan has no waves in his heart, and his face is expressionless.

As soon as the flat voice that came from nowhere disappeared, Li Nanshan suddenly felt that there was a sharp gaze behind him, staring at him, he couldn't help but turn his head to look, but found many fellow disciples with unfamiliar faces, all of them with calm expressions, and there was nothing abnormal.

Li Nanshan suppressed the confusion in his heart, and rose directly into the air, landing on the ring, after he came to the stage, a round fat man followed, volleyed up, and flew to the ring, although he said that he was wide and fat, but his skills were very agile, and he couldn't help but look funny.

Generally speaking, because the monks absorb the invisible aura between heaven and earth, under the nourishment of the aura, most of them are not bad in appearance and have excellent temperament, and if they want to maintain a well-proportioned body, it is easy.

However, some monks, for some reason, perhaps because of the exercises they cultivate, or other special reasons, do not show themselves in a beautiful way, and they are different and different.

Pang Junfeng is one of them, he has a face full of meat, a pair of small eyes, a big belly, and a harmless smile on his face.

In the ring, after Pang Junfeng looked at Li Nanshan a few times, his already small eyes suddenly narrowed into a slit, he didn't shoot directly, but was very kind, hugged his fists and smiled:

"Li Daoyou's face is very good, Pang Mou worships nearly one Jiazi in the door, among the two internal and external doors, an extraordinary disciple, not to mention knowing everything, but also recognizing a seven, seven, eighty, eight, and eight, Li Daoyou is a new disciple recently?"

Because of the trial of Fang Cai's heart, Li Nanshan was worried and in a bad mood, he looked at Pang Junfeng's body, the white jade robe that represented the identity of the inner disciple, and said coldly: "Brother Pang, there is no need to say more. ”

Li Nanshan's expression was very indifferent, and it could even be said that he was a little indifferent, Pang Junfeng took the initiative to speak, and during the approach, he had quietly exuded his divine sense to investigate, but found that he could not know Li Nanshan's cultivation, and he had no confidence in his heart, and he hesitated at this time.

Pang Junfeng's cultivation is just the cultivation of Li Nanshan, who has reached the limit of the foundation building period in the late stage of foundation building, and the power of divine consciousness is close to the great consummation of foundation building.

It can be said that no one can find out his true cultivation except for Li Nanshan, who is below the Yudan stage.

Since Pang Junfeng can stand in the ring in the second round, he is naturally not as simple as he seems, and he is also not someone who will give up easily.

Pang Junfeng knew that his cultivation in the later stage of the foundation building was at the bottom of the second round of the competition, so after thinking about it for a while, he no longer asked Li Nanshan about the details, and deliberately showed goodwill: "After the competition starts, I hope that Li Daoyou's subordinates will show mercy!"

Li Nanshan was expressionless and nodded, Pang Junfeng waited with bated breath, still did not take the lead.

At this moment, Pang Junfeng suddenly felt a vast spiritual power under his feet, pouring straight into his body, and the white jade slab under his feet was dazzling at this time, attracting everyone in the audience, as well as many disciples who watched the battle through the virtual picture, to look sideways.

Pang Junfeng only felt that his cultivation was being forcibly promoted, and after a few breaths, he directly crossed a bottleneck that was difficult to break through, temporarily reached the limit of the foundation building monk's cultivation, and built the foundation of the Great Perfection!

"This is the strange ability of the Sun and Moon Hundred Grass Furnace! The aura on Pang Junfeng's body became stronger...... His cultivation at the moment is to build the foundation of the Great Perfection!"

In other words, the Sun and Moon Hundred Herb Furnace judged that the disparity in strength between the two was too large...... Then this Li Nanshan, what kind of cultivation is he?!"

Under the ring, there was a lot of discussion for a while, many people looked at Li Nanshan, their eyes were full of wonder, and there was even one person who was staring at him from beginning to end.

Pang Junfeng felt the strong power that erupted from his body, and couldn't help clenching his fists, with the blessing of the Sun and Moon Hundred Grass Furnace, he inexplicably gave birth to a trace of self-confidence, he thought that in the face of Li Nanshan, if he was really defeated, he would not be defeated.

The green mang dissipated, Pang Junfeng exuded the spiritual power fluctuations of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, as well as the majestic spiritual power, he cultivated his whole body, with the most powerful attitude, and said: "Li Daoyou, please advise!"

The opening battle has officially begun!

Li Nanshan's eyes froze, and he took the lead in making a move, he used the spiritual power of his whole body, pinched the trick with one finger, and if he didn't make a sound, he was amazing, and he was full of strength as soon as he made a move!

I saw a silver streamer flickering out of Li Nanshan's storage bag, wrapped in monstrous spiritual power, like a rainbow, like a silver thunderbolt, heading straight for Pang Junfeng.

Li Nanshan's cultivation was diligent, and after reaching the middle stage of foundation building, the speed of the silver light flying sword increased again, and it was even sharper, and it was difficult for ordinary foundation building monks to catch its traces!

Fast, indescribably fast!

Suddenly, Pang Junfeng's pupils shrank, his expression changed greatly, he didn't have the slightest time to take out the magic weapon, or cast a spell to protect it, but in an instant, the silver streamer had already arrived, hovering in his throat.

Immovable as a mountain, moving as thunder, this is the essence of the Wind and Thunder Sword Technique, this is the Sword Cultivation!

The silver light flying sword glowed with coldness, like the scythe of death, Pang Junfeng felt the chill on his neck, and froze in place in disbelief, and the hands that had just been raised and were about to pinch the trick fell back weakly.

Pang Junfeng didn't expect that the difference in strength between the two was still so big, he looked at Li Nanshan with an expressionless face, his throat moved, he was silent for a long time, he finally gave up, and lowered his head and said: "Li Daoyou, Pang Mou... Throw in the towel!"

Li Nanshan raised his hand and took back the silver light flying sword, looked at Pang Junfeng, who looked lonely, and said loudly: "Please also ask Brother Pang, when you fight with others in the future, don't forget to seize the opportunity and concede!"

The first competition ended in an instant, and in Pang Junfeng's body, a part of the temporarily improved cultivation disappeared in an instant, and when he heard this, he was stunned at first, and then his expression suddenly became solemn, and he said seriously: "Thank you Li... Senior Brother Li mentions!"

The fighting method between monks, one step is fast, one step is fast, and it is particularly important to seize the opportunity, Li Nanshan, as a sword cultivator, practices the wind and thunder sword technique, and he already pays attention to the word "fast", and he has long been well versed in this way.

Li Nanshan knew that Pang Junfeng had realized where he was losing, so he nodded, shook his body, and flew away from the ring.

In the ears of the sixty-four disciples, a muted voice was heard at the same time again: "In the first competition, Li Nanshan won and entered the next round." ”

As soon as the words fell, a gentle blue light suddenly appeared in the ring, enveloping Pang Junfeng, who looked relieved, and disappeared in an instant.

Everyone knew in their hearts that Pang Junfeng had been eliminated, and most of them secretly remembered Li Nanshan, who had an unfamiliar face, in their hearts, and they unanimously agreed that Li Nanshan would be a strong opponent.

Li Nanshan only took out a sword, and only in an instant, Pang Junfeng, who had been temporarily promoted to the Great Perfection of the Earth Grade Foundation Building, had no power to resist and had to admit defeat. Although Pang Junfeng is only an inner disciple who is proficient in the Dan Dao and is not good at fighting enemies, Li Nanshan has seized the opportunity again, but no one will think that his strength is just like this.

After all, the Sun Moon Hundred Grass Furnace, the treasure of the Baicaomen Town Sect, tacitly acquiesced that the strength gap between Li Nanshan and Pang Junfeng was huge, and forcibly improved the latter's cultivation.

Few people expected that the first competition would end so quickly, and when everyone was still silently reminiscing, the voice of the vicissitudes of life came again: "In the second game, Bai Yang faced Lu Juzheng, and invited two disciples to compete on stage." ”

Among the crowd, Poplar was expressionless and volleyed into the air, followed by his opponent Lu Juzheng, and the two of them landed in the ring one after the other.

In the ring, Bai Yang didn't look at Lu Juzheng, but instead focused on Li Nanshan, who was sitting with his eyes closed and under the ring.

Li Nanshan felt something, opened his eyes, looked at the sharp-eyed poplar from a distance, and was confused, he remembered that for the honor of Baicaomen, the poplar who had fought with Zhou Ling, but he didn't know that because of Wen Caiwei's care, the poplar had already been jealous of him.