While Wu Fan was thinking about the introduction of Dabi, his afterglow swept across the dense ring in the arena at the same time. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, on the ring, there were already disciples who couldn't hold back, took the lead in the ring, and began to defend the ring, Wu Fan took a closer look, and there were several familiar figures, including Lotte, who had a holiday with him, and Xiao Wu, who had performed a mission with him before.

"What, isn't the junior brother going to go up and guard the ring?"

Wu Fan was looking at the rise, but Situ Meng, who was standing beside him, suddenly glanced at Wu Fan and said something seemingly casually.

"There are so many disciples, many of whom are masters, how dare Wu, a tenth-level cultivator, dare to compete with so many masters. ”

"Hehe, others don't know about the junior brother, can I still not know? With the supernatural powers of the junior brother, I am afraid that the thousands of disciples present can really hold out under the hands of the junior disciple for a moment, and they will never exceed the number of ten fingers. ”

Seeing this, Situ laughed dryly, his eyes swept over the monks fighting in the arena, and then he turned his head to look at Wu Fan, and then said this with a strange expression.

"Oh, Senior Brother Wu still has such magical powers, it seems that I, as a senior brother, still don't know much about junior brother. ”

Senior Brother Wu, who was standing on the very edge, heard the conversation between the two, and glanced at Wu Fan with a surprised expression, and felt that Situ Meng didn't seem to be joking, so he looked Wu Fan up and down, and said teasingly.

"Senior brother praised it, where does the junior brother have such ability. ”

Seeing Wu Fan so modest, Situ Meng and Senior Brother Wu didn't say anything anymore, they all turned their heads and began to watch the competition in the ring.

All the disciples who participated in the Great Competition, most of them cultivated around the tenth layer of condensation, and occasionally there were only a few people above the tenth layer, so this way of fighting was really naïve in Wu Fan's opinion.

Wu Fan just watched it for a while, then lost interest and turned to think about something else.

According to Dabi's regulations, if you want to enter the next round of the lottery, you must defend it successfully, for this provision, Wu Fanzhi doesn't care very much, with his current supernatural powers, it is extremely simple to defeat five people.

The only thing you need to care about is the object of this challenge, which is why Wu Fan did not come to the stage to challenge at the beginning.

He doesn't want to meet Lotte as soon as he comes to power, and if he can't stop and make trouble, it won't end well, but now that Lotte is already on the defending, this kind of worry naturally doesn't exist.

Therefore, in the following time, Wu Fan just looked around casually and found the target of Dabi's challenge.

"The two senior brothers, and later, the junior brothers will go to get the tokens of the next round first, and then go to watch the other disciples compete. ”

Having made up his mind in his heart, Wu Fan no longer hesitated at the moment, turned around and greeted Situ Meng and Senior Brother Wu, and then his figure flashed, he spotted one of the rings and shot away.

"Senior Brother Wu thinks it will take for the junior brother to complete the challenge?"

Seeing that Wu Fan had completely left, a hint of discoloration flashed in Situ Meng's eyes, and then he turned his head to look at Senior Brother Wu, and asked with a strange expression.

"What do you mean by this, if you guess for your brother, it will take at least half an hour, after all, these heart disciples are not fuel-efficient lamps. ”

Senior Brother Wu seemed to be very surprised by Situ Meng's question, but after thinking about it for a while, he still said the answer in his heart.

"Hehe, Senior Brother look at it, in my estimation, if there is a suitable challenge, at most a stick of incense, Senior Brother Wu should be able to complete the task. ”

"What, a stick of incense, it's impossible, even if Senior Brother has some magical powers, it's only a tenth-layer cultivation of condensation, is Senior Brother Situ a little exaggerated?"

As soon as Situ Meng finished speaking, Senior Brother Wu immediately shouted with horror on his face, but Situ Meng didn't say much, just glanced at Senior Brother Wu with a smile, and then turned his head and stared at the ring in the distance carefully.

In just this moment, Wu Fan has also reached the ring he wants to challenge.

At this time, on the ring, there was only a young disciple who was about a teenager standing, handsome, but with an arrogant expression, his two eyes staring straight ahead, looking like he was looking at the world.

The reason why this ring was chosen was because the owner of this ring, Wu Fan was very familiar with it, it was Lin Bo, the disciple of the Heavenly Spirit Root of the Thunder Attribute in the Deacon Pavilion back then.

I heard that this person had already let the Pavilion Master of Ling Tian Pavilion under his command half a year ago, Wu Fan had also learned a lot about Lin Bo through Situ Meng over the years, it seemed that this disciple was quite unpopular in Ling Tian Pavilion, and he acted extremely arrogantly.

The reason why Wu Fan chose Lin Bo was also because he wanted to give Situ Meng a bad breath, I heard that this Lin Bo was in Lingtian Pavilion, but he didn't find much trouble with Situ Meng, in the final analysis, it was because Situ Meng was a Terran monk.

And this Lin Bo had a lot of holidays with Wu Fan before.

Wu Fan thought like this, but there was no hesitation at his feet, his figure flashed, and the next moment he appeared in the ring, raised his eyebrows, and looked at the opposite side.

This genius disciple of Ling Tian Pavilion obviously didn't expect someone to challenge him, a layer of anger flashed in his eyes, and then his eyes narrowed, and he looked at his opponent, but when he saw Wu Fan standing opposite him clearly, the original Yin Owl's face instantly became hideous, and as soon as he spoke, he said in a calm tone.

"It's you, hmph, it's just that you don't know whether you live or die, and you dare to challenge me with a mere tenth-layer cultivation, and you really treat yourself as a green onion. ”

"Hehe, whether Wu is a green onion or not, don't worry about Lao Lin Daoyou, but if Wu remembers correctly, half a year ago, Daoyou was just like a dog, leaving with his tail between his legs, I'm afraid that today's battle, Daoyou's end will not be much better than half a year ago." ”

The other party's arrogant attitude also completely angered Wu Fan, but Wu Fan naturally would not show it on his face, so he only replied in a cold tone, and then kept silent.

"Haha, good, good, good, for so many years, you are the first to dare to insult me like this, if I don't beat you into a waste dog today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart. “

"Hmph, that's noisy. ”

Seeing that the other party still wanted to say foul language, Wu Fan could no longer suppress the power of the desolation in his body, he snorted coldly in his nose, and then the mana in his body condensed, and his originally white palms suddenly turned into two golden fists, and his feet moved, and his body turned into an afterimage, and he shot towards Lin Bo in the center of the ring like lightning.

Before his figure approached Lin Bo, his two fists let out a sharp sound of breaking through the air, and at the same time, a cold murderous aura diffused from Wu Fan's body, firmly locking Lin Bo.

Lin Bo, who was originally standing in the center of the ring, only felt that a powerful divine thought instantly locked on him, and at the same time, an awe-inspiring killing intent made him feel like he was falling into an ice cave in an instant, and he was shocked in his heart, and immediately shouted, and a layer of fine blue thunder and lightning appeared on his body.

And as soon as he had done all this, he saw two golden fists infinitely enlarged in front of him, and then this genius disciple of Ling Tian Pavilion only felt his head thump, and his eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness.