On this day, the sky was already dark.

The drunkard felt that it was better to leave alone, Ling Yufan thought it was fine, but he hadn't woken up yet, and in order to accompany the drunkard through this sad event, his head was a little painful when he drank, so after falling asleep, he couldn't get up at all.

When Ling Yufan woke up, it was already noon, the drunkard had already left, and there was only one letter left, and the content of the letter told him that he was going to travel to Kyushu, which was in line with what Ling Yufan had said to him.

Ling Yufan nodded, it's okay, stay away from this sad place, travel around Kyushu alone, see everything in the world, it should be in line with his path, it's better than decadence here.

Although they did not meet, they knew in their hearts that they would meet again because of fate, and they were not in a hurry to meet at this time. They are all looking forward to the moment they meet, what each other will be like.

The drunkard is gone, Ling Yufan is also very good, he is also very uncomfortable watching him decadent day by day, the person who is known as the hand that covers the sky, but he suffers a blow, it is really not worth wasting his life like that.

Ling Yufan thought about it, and suddenly remembered, it should be his turn for the Yuyao Sect to recruit disciples today.

Shaking his still painful head, he quickly got up and went.

At this moment, in the center of the city, the competition platform has become a battlefield for three people, but the competition platform is too small, and the six people are fighting, restraining everyone's hands and feet, and they will fall down if they are not careful, resulting in direct elimination.

However, it was sped up, and soon the hundred numbers were over.

Hongik shouted again: "One hundred and one, one hundred and two, one hundred and three." ”

The five people each found an opponent, but there was one less person, Hongyi's eyes paused for a moment, and then he slowly spoke: "One hundred and one?"

A voice came to everyone's ears: "Don't rush, it's already here." ”

Ling Yufan jumped forward, stepped into the competition platform and slowly spoke: "People's Worry City, Ling Yufan, please give advice!"

suddenly caused a controversy,

"How can Ling Gongzi go up?"

"He's just a person who doesn't know how to practice, so it's obviously a waste of places. ”

"There are many geniuses in the city of people's worries, and the city lord is clearly pretending to be public and private. ”

"It's not fair!"

"Ask for a substitution. ”

When Ling Yufan's opponent heard this, he immediately understood, Ling Yufan didn't know how to cultivate, this is good, he could advance. It's time to move on to the next round.

"Tianyu City, Wuluo, please. Wu Luo spoke slowly, ignoring the crowd at all.

Hongyi suddenly spoke, the competition had already begun, and he was still talking here, "Shut up, whoever is talking more, disqualify." ”

Everyone had complaints in their hearts, but no one dared to speak, how could Ling Yufan get involved? As soon as he couldn't cultivate, he was isolated from the Yuyao faction, and second, he didn't participate at all in the Tianjiao List, so why was he qualified, everyone was not convinced.

Wu Luo's hand was extremely fast, as soon as the words fell, his body shape changed directly, the aura wrapped around his arm, and a flash of inspiration appeared, and the bright light pierced Ling Yufan's eyes.

With a bang, like a boulder hammer, the monstrous power directly hit Ling Yufan's body, and no one could have imagined that his thin arm would have such a strong force.

Ling Yufan only felt a flower in front of him, and a tingling sensation hit, he immediately closed his eyes and punched at random, but it directly collided with Wuluo's fist.

Two powerful forces, no one loses to anyone, the power directly counterattacked, making a loud noise, and the two stopped.

Wu Luo's eyes froze, he had personally felt it, Ling Yufan didn't want to be what they said at all, he even suspected that he had been deceived.

It is impossible for such a powerful force to be said to be produced by a waste, and it can be understood that Minwei City is completely ignorant of power.

Ling Yufan didn't give him a chance to think, he chased after him directly, Wu Luo punched again, where the fist passed, there was no grass, and it seemed to be a very slow punch, but it had the potential to destroy and decay.

Ling Yufan's agile figure quickly moved over, took it with one palm, and directly clenched his fist, the power of the black fell slowly disappeared, while Ling Yufan's strength slowly increased, using his strength to fight.

Suddenly, with a force, Wuluo was suddenly photographed out, and because the battlefield was relatively small, Wuluo almost went out, just a little bit.

Wuluo felt that he couldn't hide it anymore, and directly pulled out his sword, although it was his sword first, but he couldn't continue to consume it with him.

"Sting"

The swing of the long sword directly flashed out a ray of light, affecting the surrounding aura, and directly slashed at Ling Yufan's body, and a blood mark was slowly revealed.

Ling Yufan saw that this injury on his body was actually bleeding, since this is the case, then let's end it, but a smile appeared on the corner of Ling Yufan's mouth.

Wuluo suddenly felt strange, what are you laughing at when you are hurt? Could it be that you have masochistic tendencies?

"You ......"

Ling Yufan directly attacked again, the speed was amazingly fast, and before he could speak, he felt a chill in his back, and directly instinctively raised his sword to block it in front of him,

Ling Yufan's palm bent into a claw, obviously not realizing that Wu Luo's reaction was so fast, and the blow that could have directly choked his neck fell on his sword at this moment.

"Do you think your sword can withstand it?"

Ling Yufan's voice sounded, but Wu Luo felt that the voice at this moment was like the last announcement of death, indifferent and ruthless!

"Click"

The hard long sword was directly broken! Ling Yufan broke it with his hand! How could this be possible, how could Ling Yufan have such a strong force.

Wu Luo's eyes instantly enlarged, and he was obviously surprised to see that his sword was broken and fell to the ground.

Ling Yufan's claws fell directly, pinching his neck tightly, Wu Luo suddenly felt suffocated, it was difficult to breathe, his face slowly turned red, and blood vessels burst out of anger on his face.

Ling Yufan gave it away, threw it directly and threw it down, as if it was easy.

The battle on the competition platform slowly stopped, and the battle was over, leaving only three people standing side by side on the stage, with their heads held high and their eyes blazing, which was the glory of their victors.

"How so. ”

Wu Luo's eyes were distracted, he originally thought that he could easily enter the top hundred, and then practice hard in the Yuyao Sect, but he didn't expect to lose, but he felt that Ling Yufan still couldn't use all his strength,

If he could use all his strength, he wouldn't be able to hurt him at all, this was the feeling in his heart, he felt a little panicked, if he hadn't used all his strength, how powerful would Ling Yufan be?

"Ling Yu Fansheng. ”

Listening to Hongyi's verdict, in the end, Ling Yufan won the competition.

Wu Luo left in a lost mind, and he was unacceptable as a loser.