"Hehe, thank you Senior Sister Xiaohong for your mercy, otherwise it is really unknown whether Huiruo can win. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Hey, Senior Sister's skills are not as good as others, so I don't have any complaints, but Senior Sister still hopes that Senior Sister Huiruo can go all the way to the top ten, so that in the future, in the Ning Xiang Pavilion, there will also be a place for my Terran monks. ”

The victory and defeat have been divided, this senior sister Xiaohong is also frank, sighing lightly, but there is a trace of amazement in her face, and then she said some words to Hui Ruo, and then moved lightly and left the ring.

And this Senior Sister Huiruo, looking at the back of Senior Sister Xiaohong's departure, her originally playful eyes flashed a trace of desolation, but they disappeared in an instant, and then turned around, laughed a few times, jumped out of the ring and walked towards Wu Fan and the others.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister on her victory, the three of us came to watch the battle. ”

The four of them saluted one after another, and Situ Meng was the most lively and took the lead in congratulating.

"Hehe, it's just that Senior Sister is letting me, although Ningxiang Pavilion is a female cultivator in the clan, but it is estimated that only Senior Sister Xiaohong really cares about me, hey, who made my Terran monk a foreign monk, I can only condescend to others and swallow my anger. ”

Senior Sister Huiruo was a little happy at first, but when it came to the back, her eyes also flashed a trace of sadness, and her tone became depressed.

"Senior sister is not good to hurt my spirits, my Terran monk, although the strength of the person is weak, but only by working hard, there will always be a day, and with the ability of Senior Brother Wu, it is estimated that there will definitely be a place in the top ten this time, maybe the situation of my Terran monk in the clan in the future will really change. ”

Situ Meng said a few words of comfort, and said later, but the words changed and talked about Wu Fan.

"Oh, Senior Brother Situ has always been steady, this time he values Senior Brother Wu so much, it seems that Senior Brother really has some magical powers, Senior Sister is waiting for Senior Brother's good news. ”

Hui Ruo seemed to be very surprised by Situ Meng's evaluation of Wu Fan, and when he heard this, he couldn't help but look at Wu Fan a few more times, so he chuckled a few times and praised him.

Wu Fan didn't say much, just chuckled the same, and responded to it, and then the three of them chatted casually about some other things, Wu Fan found an excuse to return because he had a competition tomorrow.

"Senior Brother Situ, is this Senior Brother Wu you are talking about, is his supernatural power really so terrifying, I think he is only a tenth-level cultivator of condensation, and his cultivation is not as high as mine, this is probably better than the top ten, I am afraid it is also your comforting wording." ”

When a few people saw Wu Fan leaving, Senior Sister Huiruo glanced at Situ Meng with a strange look and asked curiously.

"Senior sister doesn't know, this senior brother Wu is not an ordinary person, junior sister just wait and see, if there is no accident, among the top ten, there will be a place for the little junior brother, as for the reason, the junior sister is waiting to see the result. ”

Others don't know, Situ Meng has seen Wu Fan's strength with his own eyes, and Lin Ran did not return to the clan back then, Situ Meng also understands in his heart that it must be caused by Wu Fan, and this Lin Ran, in the entire Giant Sword Pavilion, can be regarded as a relatively famous disciple.

It's just that these words, if they are said empty, will inevitably seem a little false, and others will not believe it, so Situ Meng deliberately bought a pass, and after Dabi, these doubtful people will naturally not doubt it.

Time came to the second day in a blink of an eye, and today was the day when the remaining three hundred tenant disciples decided the winner, and Wu Fan also had an opponent to challenge, because according to the stipulated time in the clan, he came to the Ten Thousand Law Pavilion early.

There was still a moment before the official start of the competition, but there were already many monks gathered around the ring, as for Wu Fan's underground ring, Situ Meng, Senior Brother Wu, Senior Sister Hui Ruo, and Senior Sister Xiaohong, who had already met once before, were also gathered together.

The rest of the monks are all some ancient barbarian disciples, with different appearances, but there are quite a lot of them, there are dozens of them, on the other hand, on the human race's side, in terms of number alone, it seems that there is a natural disadvantage.

However, on the side of the Terran monks, there are two female cultivators who are still outstanding in appearance, Hui Ruo and Senior Sister Xiaohong, and naturally they have attracted a lot of attention, although the female cultivators of the ancient barbarian clan are almost the same as the Terran monks, but most of them have ordinary appearances, far less beautiful and cute than the Terran monks, and the attraction is naturally not as great as that of the Terran monks.

"When ............"

The melodious bell rang, which also indicated that the competition was about to begin, Wu Fan stood on top of the ring, looked at the opponent who had just flashed up from below, and looked up and down a few times.

Speaking of which, today's opponent Wu Fan is also familiar, half a year ago, this person also fought with Lin Bo in the Deacon Pavilion once, Wu Fan remembered that this person was at that time the four-grade earth attribute spirit root, the defense power was extremely amazing, if it wasn't for the lack of experience, he would not necessarily lose to Lin Bo that day.

And this young man named Pang Bing had already worshiped under the door of the Divine Fist Pavilion a few months ago, although Wu Fan and this Pang Bing had been in the same room, but there was no intersection between the two, and for such a long time, they just knew each other's names.

When the dozens of ancient barbarian disciples below saw Pang Bing appear, they all retracted their gazes, and even some lively disciples had already begun to add fuel to Pang Bing, it seems that these disciples should be the same as Pang Bing, they are all from the Divine Fist Pavilion, and they are here to cheer Pang Bing on today.

As for Wu Fan's side, several senior brothers of the human race only gestured with their eyes, and did not have too many actions and words.

"It's you, I really didn't expect that Senior Brother Wu would be able to break through this hurdle. ”

Pang Bing obviously recognized Wu Fan as well, and when he sensed that Wu Fan's cultivation was still at the tenth layer of condensation, a trace of disdain obviously flashed in his eyes, but he still greeted him with a courtesy.

"Hehe, what the senior brother said is that Wu is just lucky, all the things he encountered along the way are some wastes that can't beat Wu, and when I met the senior brother today, it seems that this good luck is also coming to an end. ”

Wu Fan sneered in his heart, but there was still a usual smile on the corner of his mouth, and then he said a few words as if laughing at himself, and then kept silent.

This Pang Bing of the Divine Fist Pavilion has cultivated to the thirteenth level of condensation at this time, and it is normal to call Wu Fan a junior brother, but the contempt in this person's eyes still angered Wu Fan, because of this end, it is naturally not any better.

"Divine Fist Pavilion disciple Pang Bing, challenge Senior Brother Wu, Senior Brother make a move. ”

"It's the noise, it's going to start, and it's going to talk so much nonsense, since that's the case, then I'm not welcome. ”

Wu Fan sneered, the words fell, no matter what kind of application this Pang Bing had, the mana in his body condensed, and at the same time, the magic in his hand changed, and the two white palms turned golden, and then with a cruel laugh in his mouth, he bent his fingers into a fist, bringing a piercing sound of breaking the air, and smashed towards Pang Bing on the opposite side like lightning.

"The small skills of carving insects, I dare to take them out and show them, the soul of the thick earth, up. ”

Seeing this, Pang Bing sneered disdainfully in his mouth, and then two huge fists struck him in front of his chest, and at the same time, he let out a low cry in his mouth, and a layer of earthy yellow stone wall suddenly appeared in front of Wu Fan's eyes.

"Hehe, even your earthen wall, you also want to block me and break it for me. ”

Seeing the other party's old trick repeatedly, Wu Fan did not have the slightest sense of politeness, the mana in his hand condensed, and then two golden fists smashed into the stone wall.