On the seventh day of December, the sky was clear, and everyone in the courtyard once again came to the big competition venue of the Yuzi Department to watch the final round of selection. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

From today onwards, the qualifiers of each group will be decided, a total of 32 people, to become the top 32.

If Fang Qianyuan can win again in today's competition, then he will be able to decide his fate with the result of winning all three battles, instead of being like other disciples who are burdened with defeat, they need to be decided through extra matches, selections, etc., through the performance of others.

Miyahara said to Qianyuan: "This is the key battle to determine whether you can successfully qualify, the opponent is ranked fourth in the Wudong Academy, but since you can come here to participate in the sect competition, you will not be a general, be more careful." ”

"Don't worry, Elder, I will definitely win!" Fang Qianyuan assured with confidence.

Miyahara nodded, and watched the competition with him.

The candidates for the first few competitions were quickly determined, and Kong Chongshan took the stage in the second competition, and won Shi Fengping by a narrow margin.

Wu Longjie then appeared, and after a hard battle, he also successfully won the second place Yuan Hua of Pingchuan Academy, which was a small upset.

But immediately after, Shen Yiliang, the first disciple of their group, defeated the third disciple Chang Qishan, and successfully won all three battles, completely wiping out his already slim hope of qualifying.

In the fifth game, it was Ye Tianming's turn.

Today's Ye Tianming's complexion looks much better, and his strength has been restored to more than ninety percent, and he finally defeated Ma Yao and won his first victory since participating in the sect competition.

But this victory is already his best in this sect competition, and after the simple congratulations of everyone in Cangshan Academy, they put all their attention on the upcoming key battle.

Fang Qianyuan vs. Pushifan!

"As long as you win the world, you will win all three battles and qualify!"

"Do a good job, Senior Brother Fang!"

"Reluctantly!"

Encouraged by everyone, Fang Qianyuan calmly stepped into the ring and stood opposite to the world.

He looked at the opponent opposite, a little curious, what kind of tricks he would use against himself.

Fang Qianyuan was not the slightest nervous, after all, the opponent was second to Ding, and it stands to reason that his strength was inferior to his own.

However, after he learned that Wudong Xingyuan and Red Scale Xingyuan were hooked up together, and wanted to intercept Cangshan Xingyuan's qualification, he would not be careless.

Just as Fang Qianyuan was thinking this, the universal fan took in the seal of the word and activated his summoning array, and a large group of small scorched moths flew out, turning into a pale blue cloud of smoke and dust in the air.

Then, he urged Lingyuan with all his might, and a strange mist was conjured up in his body.

His figure was hidden in the fog, and it became hazy, as if it was blocked by a veil.

"This is the art of the fog tent!"

When Fang Qianyuan saw it, he couldn't help but curse secretly.

Syllable!

At this time, the gong sounded, and the competition officially began.

Fang Qianyuan immediately cast a shadow step to bypass the smoke and dust, and grabbed at the figure of the universal world.

But unsurprisingly, this claw missed.

The art of the fog tent has a illusion-like effect, which can blur the scenery seen by the naked eye, and make it impossible to accurately judge the distance and location.

Although it is really useful in large battlefields, it is also very effective when used on this platform.

This is a secret method that is not very useful, if it is used with a talisman for gain, at least it must use a spirit jade worth more than four or five hundred, which is comparable to a high-grade talisman of a high-grade spiritual object.

"Sure enough, it's again, they're really willing to spend their money!"

Seeing this scene, the courtyard master, Miyahara and the others shook their heads helplessly.

"Such a secret method and talisman are suitable for the world, but looking at his unskilled appearance, it is obvious that he is grinding a spear in battle, and he may not be able to integrate into his own system and form a perfect match. ”

"Yes, this kind of thing is usually used only by an auxiliary spirit master, does he have enough financial resources and time and energy to master it? Even if it is enough, the spirit element is limited in battle, and it is impossible to use it at will to maintain it. ”

"That is, the competition in the ring can be like this, before the start, you can prepare, and after the end, you don't have to worry about the danger of weakness, there is no such cheap thing in actual combat!"

But no matter what everyone thinks, this move of Pushi Fan still brought a lot of trouble to Fang Qianyuan.

He felt that he had nowhere to use his strength, and he actually hit the empty space several times in succession.

After a while, the fog became thicker and thicker, and the entire ring was wrapped in a white patch, and he couldn't even see the other party's figure clearly.

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Fang Qianyuan felt a strange feeling coming over him, it turned out to be the other party's Jiao Moth that had wrapped around him at some point and began to devour Lingyuan.

"This is a soul-sucking scorching moth!" Fang Qianyuan suddenly realized.

The Soul Sucking Scorching Moth is a kind of spiritual creature corresponding to the Vampire Scorched Moth, and what it sucks is not the essence and blood vitality, but the spirit element!

Fang Qianyuan sneered: "Sure enough, knowing that I have a strong physique and abundant spiritual yuan, do you want to use this method to consume me?"

"Then ...... Come on!"

......

"Ah, I can't see clearly. ”

"This Pu Shifan has a lot of ideas, first he used the technique of fog tent to blind his senses, so that Senior Brother Fang had nowhere to go, and then he was the main soul sucking scorching moth, I was afraid that he would take the opportunity to sneak attack and try to suck his spirit yuan dry!"

"This kind of play is a scoundrel, but it is indeed very difficult, how can Senior Brother Fang deal with it?"

Everyone watched the stage being shrouded in a white mist, and couldn't help but talk about it.

This situation is not the exciting battle they are looking forward to, so they will say scoundrels.

But they also understand that it's ugly, but it's still effective.

Fang Qianyuan was obviously troubled before, and he attacked one after another, but he couldn't hurt the other party.

Under the ring, the Elder Qin Heaven of Wudong Xingyuan couldn't help but look pale, twisted his beard and smiled: "Very good, that's it." ”

"Keep at it and you'll win. ”

"That kid can't deal with this trick, he definitely can't deal with it!"

But just as he was muttering to himself, there was a sudden hissing on the stage.

"What's going on?" the crowd was stunned.

Immediately after, bursts of screams like whistles sounded one after another, Fang Qianyuan's whole person was like a spinning top spinning at high speed, and the Gang Feng inspired by the fierce wind slash continued to lengthen, disperse, crack, and shoot aimlessly in all directions.

"Gas...... Blade...... Storm!"

"Oh my God!"

The deacon's disciples near the ring fled in a hurry.

After those Gangfeng flew out of the ring, they were still powerful, landing on the pillars and the ground, and when they landed, they were showing a knife mark as deep as an inch.

And in the ring, the distance is closer, and everywhere is as if it has been blown by a strong wind, and it has become a mess.

Fang Qianyuan actually forcibly urged the wind to slash continuously, and at the same time, his body rotated at high speed, sweeping a few zhang in a radius completely!

"Ahh

Pu Shifan finally couldn't hide it anymore, screamed miserably, and retreated in pain while holding his chest.

He was hit by a few Gang Feng Qi Blades, although he was not worried about his life, but he was also violently impacted by the powerful spirit element contained in it, and the already imperfect Fog Tent Technique dispersed immediately.

His true identity was finally revealed.

Fang Qianyuan stopped suddenly, and then shot out like a cannonball, Ling Yuan condensed in his hand, clenched his fist and smashed it, and with one blow, his whole person flew out.

The whole venue couldn't help but be silent for a while, and then the crazy cheers rang out like a tsunami.