Jian Ruochen had great trust in Luo Fan training these Qi cultivators.

Luo Fan is not only a special soldier, but also a monk, how can the combat effectiveness of the trained monks be weak? Even those mortals, after two months of high-intensity training, their physique has obviously risen to a higher level.

Mortals eat spiritual rice here, although there is only a small amount of food per meal, not that Jian Ruochen can't afford it, but their bodies can't bear so much spiritual energy.

For mortals, Fan Angui is not very interested, but he is not interested in the fighting skills between them, but it is just to see, for monks like them, the fighting skills are similar to the embroidered legs of Huaquan.

After turning around, it was night, and Luo Fan really didn't come up with anything new, it turned out that all the monks and mortals in Biyun Valley had a night off, and everyone ate and drank together.

Of course, you can't eat and drink in vain, everyone, whether it is a monk or a mortal, has to perform a performance, whether it is a spell or a boxing technique, or a casual battle, but it must be ended, except for Jian Ruochen and Mo Xiaoyan, even Fan Angui can not be an exception.

Eating and drinking is a bit of a novelty, for the monks of this world, all kinds of food are laid out, as if the style of a buffet is free, and there are some raw foods on the side, and the monks can take them and process them themselves with spiritual fire—just like the barbecue of the previous world, but there is no oven for it.

Of course, these foods are not available in unlimited quantities, and the monks can make their stomachs bottomless as long as they want, probably because Luo Fan instructed them in advance, and these monks really have no intention of emptying the food.

Jian Ruochen laughed a little, so he pulled Mo Xiaoyan to take all kinds of raw food, and asked Luo Fan to find an oven to come over - it is impossible to prepare this kind of food without an oven.

It is to eat while watching various performances.

Everyone sees this as an opportunity to show their strength.

Everyone seemed to be a rare relaxation, and even heard that it was to celebrate Jian Ruochen's success in building the foundation, so they all went all out, and for a while, spells and flying swords flew together, and all kinds of spiritual fires reflected the sky of Biyun Valley.

It is not mainly a performance, but it is lively, and when it comes to mortal performances, it is even more lively, in just two months, a team of dozens of people can actually show their boxing skills, and the tiger is vigorous and the movements are consistent.

And Ali, even one against the attack of five people, finally won completely.

This night, Mo Xiaoyan's attention at first was only on Jian Ruochen, but he soon integrated into the joy, as the so-called solo happiness is not as good as everyone's happiness, even his own barbecue and eating by himself also felt very interesting.

The excitement is always at the end, just when everyone is in high spirits, the formation on the martial arts field suddenly starts, attracting everyone's attention, and when they see the two people in the formation, everyone rushes over at once.

On both sides of the formation, there were Luo Fan and Fan Angui, and they were going to formally compete in this formation, which could be regarded as a celebration after Jian Ruochen had built the foundation.

The best viewing position was still reserved for Jian Ruochen and Mo Xiaoyan, and the two of them could clearly stand in mid-air and watch with Edgeworth.

Zuo Yi quietly walked to Jian Ruochen's side and stood up, and after greeting him, he whispered: "Uncle Luo and Uncle Fan had a fight before, and the two were tied. ”

Mo Xiaoyan was slightly surprised, and saw Luo Fan arch his hand and said, "Senior Brother Fan, I will not show mercy to my subordinates." ”

Fan Angui snorted, "I have also learned a lot of your skills, don't worry, I won't show mercy." ”

Jian Ruochen smiled, turned his head sideways and said to Mo Xiaoyan: "Senior Sister Mo, let's make a bet, who do you think will win?"

Mo Xiaoyan was just about to say that Fan Angui must have won, and then paused, Luo Fan looked more confident, and he, a monk in the early stage of foundation building, dared to stand on the martial arts arena, he must have enough confidence.

But after all, Fan Angui is in the middle stage of foundation building, and he has been practicing his combat skills for two months, how could he be defeated? ”

Jian Ruochen said: "Then I have to bet on Senior Brother Luo to win." ”

"What about the bet?" In the martial arts arena, the two have already made a move, and there is no time to determine the bet.

"Agree to a request. Jian Ruochen also said hurriedly.

The battle of the Zhuji cultivator was a grade higher than that of the Qi cultivation cultivator, Luo Fan took the lead, and what he cast was the most ordinary flame, and a large area of flame rushed towards Fan Angui, isolating the sight and the divine sense.

Fan Angui naturally knew that Luo Fan was a fire attribute spirit root, and he would cast a fire attribute spell, and when he raised his hands and rubbed them, a wall of water stopped in front of the flames.

But Luo Fan cast more than just flames, when the flames rushed over to block Fan Angui's sight, he waved his hand and slapped out the fire aura, and then caught up with the flames at the moment before the flame collided with the water wall, the wind helped the fire, and the fire aura helped the fire even more, and the flames that were originally only more than one person high suddenly rose on the spot, and the height of the flames instantly exceeded the water wall by more than one zhang, and they jumped over the water wall.

The surrounding Qi cultivators couldn't help but applaud, they all knew about this kind of aura to boost the flames, but when they came up, Luo Fan had a slight upper hand, or they were weak against strong, so they naturally wanted to applaud Luo Fan.

Fan Angui took a shot from afar, this shot was a real spiritual attack, the flames that came to his face immediately stayed in the air, and then Fan Angui's long sleeves flicked, and the flames turned around and flew in the direction of Luo Fan, and at this moment, part of the flames and the water wall touched, immediately, there was a stabbing sound, and the rising water mist and white smoke were all over the place, and the monks outside the formation only dimly saw the figures of two people, and there was a flame that rolled upside down and flew towards Luo Fan.

But at the moment when the mist first rose, Luo Fan's body moved, and he avoided the inverted flames first, as if he had expected it, and almost crossed half of the martial arts arena in one step.

Head-on, a row of ice needles flew silently in the mist, catching up with Luo Fan, who was advancing, and a sound of surprise immediately sounded outside the formation, seeing that Luo Fan was about to hit the ice needle, Luo Fan suddenly raised his hands and flicked his ten fingers, as if there was a sound of ping-pong, and those small ice needles were all flicked away by Luo Fan's ten fingers.

In the eyes of Qi cultivators, this was the case, but in the eyes of Jian Ruochen and Mo Xiaoyan, it was Luo Fan's outstretched ten fingers that suddenly burst out ten small flames, and it was these flames that dissolved those ice needles extremely quickly.

Mo Xiaoyan couldn't help but praise in surprise, Luo Fan's reaction was too fast, as if it was a prediction, and they all knew that Luo Fan and Fan Angui would not cheat on such a venue, they were clearly serious about this exchange.

The ice needle and the water mist dissipated at the same time, and Luo Fan was only half a distance away from Fan Angui, that is, less than a hundred meters.

A hundred meters is a momentary distance for the foundation building monks, but at this moment, the foundation building monks can also do a lot of things.