After a night's rest, the next day was sunny, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, the event of the Open Light Realm to challenge the Fusion Realm began!

Each realm is divided into four stages, such as the realm of enlightenment, and there are the early stage of enlightenment, the middle stage of enlightenment, the late stage of enlightenment, and the peak of enlightenment. At each stage, there are disparities in strength, and cross-border challenges are logically unlikely to succeed! But nothing is absolute.

In fact, in the more than 3,000 years of history of Haoran Sect, there have been many times!

For example, the Enlightenment Realm disciple's natal spirit weapon is heaven-level, while the fusion realm disciple's natal spirit weapon is yellow-level, and it is not impossible to win the battle.

For another example, the Enlightenment Realm disciple had a fifth-order holy beast, while the Fusion Realm disciple had a second-order spirit beast, and there was a high probability of winning the battle.

So, anything is possible!

Four people challenge four people.

The second hall is left and right in the Yanwu Square, on the four wooden competition stages, eight people are facing each other in pairs, Wei Ping's opponent is Wei Qingyang, who has seen one side, in the late stage of the fusion realm!

"Game on!"

The referee gave an order, Wei Ping's old trick was repeated, and the thunder hidden fist ran to the thunder style, and rushed to Weiqingyang as fast as thunder. But seeing Wei Qingyang's smug smile on his face, he heard about Wei Ping's record yesterday, his toes were light, his body rose into the air, and the angry bird soaring in the sky flew down, caught it steadily, and cooperated tacitly!

Wei Ping was a little dumbfounded, but his footsteps didn't stop, his right foot stepped forward violently, and in the sound of the wooden arena, his body also rose into the air, he remembered the scene when Wei Qingyang subdued the angry bird, and prepared to follow the same example to catch the yellow foot of the angry bird.

As a third-order spirit beast, after having a painful experience, how could the angry bird let him succeed, desperately slamming his red wings and rising obliquely into the air, while opening his beak and spewing out a line of fire, hitting Wei Ping's handsome face directly.

"Let you sneak attack, let you sneak attack, ruin your face!" If the angry bird could speak, it would probably say so.

In the face of the fire line spraying, Wei Ping just punched it, and the purple lightning that swayed on the fist side scattered the fire line in all directions, and it was easy! But then four fire lines came one after another, and the angry birds that flew around sprayed from all directions.

There was nowhere to dodge in the air, Wei Ping punched and kicked, scattered the three paths, and the back was really untouchable, so he could only swim his true qi to his back, but fortunately, the purple electricity contained in it was powerful enough to resist the insidious line of fire.

At the same time, Wei Qingyang's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart opened, and a pair of fire rings in his hands turned into reality, the true yuan was concentrated, the blazing flames were burning, and his wrists were twisted and thrown at Wei Ping, and the timing was just right.

『Red Copper Fire Ring-Xuan-level Spiritual Weapon』

At this time, Wei Ping was still in the air, still half a meter away from the ground, looking at the red copper fire ring that came from one after the other, he regretted a little, why did he have to take off in the air?

It's too late to regret, you have to face it head-on and face it head-on.

The body twisted, the true qi in the body rotated, from the bottom up, the hands and feet swung with it, and the fists struck forward and backward, hitting the flame-filled red copper fire ring.

"When—"

"When—"

Dangdang two sounds, the red copper fire ring was knocked away and landed safely!

"Brother Ping, it's amazing!"

Wei Ping's eyes swept away, and sure enough, it was Mo Yao, and there was Mo Chong standing next to her, or Lei Shi. Lei Shi, as the winner of the first palace West Yanwu Square, challenged the fusion realm, but Mo Yao was selected by lot, and the peak of enlightenment met the peak of fusion, and the disparity in strength was huge.

The three of them came together to watch the battle.

In fact, not far away, there were Tu Xiaobai, Ren Xing, Teng Zhongtian and others, they all came to watch the battle and see how far Wei Ping, the dark horse, could go.

The idea drove the red copper fire ring back, Zhenyuan concentrated, and then threw it again, the technique was special, and he didn't go directly, but flew around the circle to Wei Ping, up and down.

In fact, Wei Qingyang didn't do anything, as long as he let the angry bird fly high, Wei Ping, who didn't have a natal flying sword, could only stare dryly, but at this moment, looking at the red copper fire ring falling from the sky, his eyes lit up, saw its trajectory, strode into the air, stepped on the fire ring below, rose obliquely, reached the fire ring above, and then stepped on the right foot again, shooting at the angry bird like an arrow.

The angry bird was a little dumbfounded, and didn't understand why this person had just gone down and come up, and the air was obviously not good for him? Although it was puzzled, it was very quick to dodge, and it couldn't be caught by its feet, so it flew up and dodged far away, it was really a snake bite for ten years and afraid of the well rope!

saw that the corners of Wei Ping's mouth were hooked, and his right hand brought out an afterimage, throwing out a piece of thunder wood wrapped in purple lightning.

"Hide. Wei Qingyang shouted, driving the red copper fire ring back to block, but it was too late!

The angry bird fanned wildly with its wings, dodged to the right, and before it could breathe a sigh of relief, the second piece of thunder wood covered with purple lightning had reached the bottom of its abdomen.

"Knock—" There was a muffled sound.

"Chirp—" a scream.

The huge force hit the abdomen, and the angry bird was hit and flew up, and couldn't help but scream with its beak, plus the purple lightning rushed all over its body, instantly paralyzed and fainted, and crossed a parabola and fell outside the competition platform.

Wei Qingyang also had some purple electricity on his body, but he only shook his body a few times, and he was not coronaized, after retracting the red copper fire ring, he hesitated again and again, jumped off the back of the angry bird, fell to the ground first, and stretched out his hands to catch it. Then he took out a porcelain white jade bottle from his bosom, poured out an elixir from it, and stuffed it into the beak of the angry bird.

Turning his gaze back to the wooden competition platform, the onlookers found that there were two more gaps in the wooden fence of the competition platform at some point, thinking that Wei Ping had quietly taken it when he was dodging the angry bird's jet of fire, but he was able to break two pieces of thunder wood quietly, how much strength did he have?

Lei Shen Mu comes from the Lei Shen Tree on Asuka Island, which has always been known for its resistance to lightning strikes and heavy as iron, and it is also as hard as iron, and it is difficult to break it quietly!

The referee looked at Wei Ping, his face was full of surprise, Wei Ping looked at him, waited silently, and waited speechlessly.

"Wei Pingsheng!"

Next is the second round, which was originally an event between the disciples of the Four Fusion Realm, but as a result, there is more Wei Ping, a dark horse, and it becomes an event with three Fusion and One Light, and the competition becomes more interesting. Many disciples are full of interest, and it is not enough to just watch, they always feel that something is missing, and there have always been many empathetic people!

"Come on, come on, buy and leave, bet on the winner of the Weiping, bet on one to lose three!"

"What about betting?"

"This and that, bet one to five!"

"I press Huang Chen, all my net worth, thirteen Yuan Jing Stones. ”

......

The wooden competition stage was removed and replaced with the entire Yanwu Square, on the left and right, two by two, and then it was a draw of all luck!

"Goddess of Fate, don't draw Sister Xiaoyao!"

Wei Ping's inner cry was sincere, he may have moved the goddess of fate, and it really made him get his wish, he didn't draw Mo Yao, he drew Huang Chen, and fused with the peak refiner!