Yang Xuan's brows furrowed tightly, and he was also extremely shocked in his heart, this method of breaking the game was too weird, and Yang Xuan even faintly felt a rather familiar feeling. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Piercing the weaknesses of the moves? It's very similar to the Eye of the Gap, but it seems to be ...... It's a little different."

Thinking about it in his heart, his gaze at the fat man became a lot softer, this fat man is really not simple, and he really didn't disappoint him, just a group that climbs the top of the world, it can't stop him.

Graphite is not a stupid person, and he also figured out the joints a little at this moment, "A very powerful move, it can break my mountain stick so easily"

The fat man smiled slightly, and the Qiankun abacus was suspended in mid-air, exuding an incomparably mysterious momentum, and even the fat man seemed to have changed into a person.

Graphite's face was solemn, and there was a faint guess in his mind, thinking that if the guess was true, he could be regarded as having encountered a strong opponent, and even if he was not careful, he would have the possibility of defeat.

"I don't know if you can stop this move"

Seeing the fat man's awe-inspiring expression, the graphite long stick danced rapidly, rolling the boundless wind, and thousands of huge stick shadows appeared in the void, dancing with the iron long stick, for a while, the people who shook were dazzled, and the crazy and fierce momentum permeated the field, at a glance, it seemed that there were thousands of iron rods moving in unison, and the momentum was not inferior even if it was compared with the previous majestic mountains.

"Three Thousand Stick Dance" shouted in a low voice, and the graphite stepped heavily again, and his body rushed straight forward, holding a large number of iron rod phantoms and smashing straight towards the fat man's chest.

I saw that the fat man was up and down in all directions, in front of and behind him, all wrapped in the shadow of a stick, as if he was a stake target, unable to move a bit, and even more under the knife, he was in danger.

At the last moment, the dense stick shadow was no more than a foot away from his forehead, chest and other vital points around his body, and at such a strong speed, he was afraid that he would fall on his body in an instant, and at that time, even if he did not die, it would inevitably be the result of serious injury.

In an instant, only a fine crackling sound was heard, and the fat man's hand burst out with an incomparably dreamy speed, turning the abacus and making the sound endlessly, and a more mysterious momentum rose and quietly diffused.

Graphite didn't dare to be careless, and the long stick danced more rapidly, as if he wanted to disrupt the rhythm of the other party at the moment, and the next moment, a rich turquoise halo lit up, and the fat man turned his hand and printed it with a palm, which was the angry wave palm that Yang Xuan had seen before, and it was also the martial art he had obtained from the Tibetan Scripture Hall of Wangtian Palace.

The huge palm print instantly met the shadow of the stick in the sky, and with a slight grip, the scene once again presented such an extremely surprising scene.

I saw that the shadow of the stick disappeared immediately, and in the same way, the fierce and decisive momentum also weakened a lot in an instant, and the palm print shot out by the fat man deeply dragged the stick drawn by the graphite with an incomparably strong attitude, and then suddenly exerted force, and a fierce force struck it, and a fierce force emerged, and the body of the graphite unconsciously rotated with the offset of the iron long stick.

"Is this impossible?" Graphite, who was passively moving, roared in horror, but he didn't expect that his such a chaotic blow would be broken by almost the same move, the seemingly ordinary, but slightly old abacus.

At the same time, the fat man did not stand still, his rather fat body exerted a speed that was completely inconsistent with it, and with a wave of his hands, the quaint abacus in front of everyone fell apart in an instant, turning into a vermilion abacus suspended in mid-air "Qiankun Algorithm, Against the Waves"

Suddenly, the sound of an astonishing tsunami resounded from the void, and everyone looked at it, but they saw that the dense and innumerable abacus beads suddenly converged into a sea, and rushed towards the graphite that was still uncontrollable with the incomparable power that could shake the mountains.

"Bang bang bang ......" sounded like a thick and muffled sound of fists and fists, and it also hit the hearts of the audience under the stage, and the graphite didn't have time to react at all, and didn't even organize a decent counterattack, so it was blasted out of the edge of the stone platform.

"It's such a subtle timing control, this fat man's Qiankun algorithm is really powerful, and even time is counted in it?" Yang Xuan's heart tightened, and the fists hanging by his side instantly clenched, and his expression was indescribably joyful.

Although the force of the fat man's final attack was extremely strong, the graphite in it was not injured multiple times, and he stood under the stage with a very stunned expression, as if he couldn't believe all this, and he was defeated like this.

Looking at the fat man who was extremely pale and hugged his fists at him, Graphite was stunned in place, as if he was recalling the other party's move just now, and he was a little speechless.

Yang Xuan saw the state of the fat man at this moment, thinking that the terrifying Qiankun algorithm before was also a big drain on his mental strength, he won this battle by surprise, but even Yang Xuan did not dare to guarantee that if he really fought with strength, the fat man would not lose, after all, he never believed that such a subtle fat man whose strength was hidden would not comprehend the vision.

"No matter what, it has to be a vision, hehe...... This fat man," Yang Xuan smiled slightly.

"W-what...... Senior Brother Graphite was defeated......"

"W-What's going on? I didn't even use a vision."

"Another dark horse that is almost the same as Yang Xuan's methods, he didn't use a vision, but his attack was not inferior to the existence of a vision."

"Seemingly...... This fat man and Yang Xuan seem to be friends......"

I don't know who said this, everyone's expressions suddenly became extremely strange, is there really such a coincidence? Two monks who are almost as strong as each other, both of them are cultivators of the Spiritual Absolute Realm, and neither of them has exposed the power of vision, and they have completely defeated their opponents, although in comparison, the state of this fat man is slightly inferior, but at this moment, it is not in the matter that everyone cares about.

On the other two stone platforms, Yuwen Bufan and the ghostly envoy glanced at each other, and they both saw the solemn look in each other's eyes, "Hehe, it's interesting, these two people have something to hide."

You Ruo smiled coquettishly, and her face was filled with an intoxicating smile.

"This fat man, it seems to be called ......"

"Back to the palace master, his name is Wu Sisan"

"Well, yes, Wu Sisan...... Hehe, it's a seedling, that abacus is not a mortal thing, you can get him, the little guy is not shallow" The wrinkled old face of the lord of Wangtian Palace bloomed into a chrysanthemum again, she was very happy, it can be said that the stronger the Wangtian Palace, the happier she was, first there were Gu Feng, Xiao Jiujian and other sect leaders, and then there were Youruo, Yang Xuan and other young junjie, and now there is another fat man who is not good-looking.

The realm after the creation is not small, but at present, in addition to Gu Feng and Youruo, the two kings of the Creation, Wangtian Palace actually has a few more potential candidates, everything is just like what her Wangtian Palace Lord said before, Xuan Miao is prosperous, why is her Wangtian Palace not prosperous?

So far, the battle in the field has almost come to an end, and on the seventy-two stone platforms, except for six stone platforms where no battle has occurred, the remaining fifty-six have basically divided the winners and losers.

The arena fell into an eerie silence for a while, and after a while, a sigh sounded, but everyone saw the situation clearly, and they felt that the twenty-two monks who participated in the Yunmengze trial and successfully walked out, plus the fifty-four core disciples who were not originally included in the ranking of the Ascending List, were worthy of twenty-one promotions, and the rest were all promoted among the core disciples.

Among them, in addition to Yang Xuan's four promotions, among the monks who also walked out of Yun Mengze, only two of them successfully challenged, and at this moment, they were looking at the empty stone platform with excitement on their faces.

The body trembled slightly, this is an honor, the glory of being ranked in the heavens, showing that he is in the forefront of the hundreds of thousands of monks in the entire Wangtian Palace.

Everything has settled, the ranking of the new Heaven Ascending List and the Earth Demon Group has been determined, and on the seventy-two stone platforms, seventy-two monks stand indifferently, with a long breath, all of them looking at the old figure on the viewing platform with fiery eyes.

Huo Ran, the master of Wangtian Palace, got up, leaned on the dragon's head cane, walked to the edge of the viewing platform very slowly, stood for a moment, and slowly spoke, his voice revealed a trace of vicissitudes, "The first stage is over, the second round of competition will start tomorrow, the little ones are ready to go."

As he spoke, the cloudy old eyes looked at the limited number of people under the stand with deep meaning, and with a wave of his dry hand, his figure instantly disappeared from the battle platform, and it seemed that he had already left here.

The dense crowd began to gradually withdraw, and on the stone platform, the figures of Youruo and the others flashed, and they all appeared in Yang Xuan's position, looking at Yang Xuan and the fat man with a hint of playfulness in their eyes, with an inexplicable expression.

"You ...... Hidden deep ......"

Yang Xuan shrugged his shoulders noncommittally, but he was fat, touching his head and smiling, his face seemed to be a little proud.

A few people talked to each other as if no one was around, ignoring the admiration and envy of the monks who gradually left here under the stage, smiling wantonly, on the stone platform, Wen Yuan had long since known when, and quietly left, only the mottled blood stains were drying up more and more, and in the crowd, Graphite looked at them with a strange face, and shook his head helplessly.

"I didn't expect you to lose"

Suddenly stunned, after noticing the arrival, Graphite's face regained its previous indifference, and tilted his head slightly, "You are relaxed, and no one challenges you Xiao Su"

Xiao Su shrugged his shoulders, "If you challenge me, I guess I won't be able to escape that fate."

These words made Graphite slightly stunned, and the horror in his eyes flashed, and immediately, he seemed to think of something, whether it was Yang Xuan's sword or the fat man's strange abacus, he sighed faintly.

"Tomorrow's Tiangang group, are you going to be on it?"

"Naturally, it's planned, after all, I've heard a little about Zongbi's reward this time, so I can't help but fight for it."

"Well, Tianxuanlou......" Shi Feng said, his expression a little lonely.

Bo Ao, who was standing beside Xiao Su, said coldly, "If you use a vision, can you be the opponent of that fat man?"

After thinking for a moment, shaking his head, Graphite said softly, "I don't know, but under such a strange abacus attack, to be honest, it seems that my every move is controlled by it, and no matter how perfect the weakness of the move is, it will be broken."

"Oh, that feeling, it's really unpleasant."

There was an abrupt silence between the three of them, not knowing what they were thinking.

Yang Xuan, who was talking to himself, was strangely stunned, tilted his head slightly, and his eyes fell on a lonely stone platform in the middle of the field, an indifferent man dressed in black, his eyes were as sharp as knives, and he shot straight at him.

Yang Xuan frowned, sensing the majestic battle intent rising from the other party's body, and he was quite unclear for some reason.

"Look over there, Ye Nantian's expression, tsk......"

"This is his expression when he looks at his prey, Yang Xuan's kid is miserable, although this sect may not have a chance to fight the two, but Ye Nantian will eventually find him"

"It's interesting, although we are not the protagonists of this Zongbi, but this situation seems to be extremely interesting."

At this moment, it seems that there is no hustle and bustle in the arena, but it is strangely filled with a solemn atmosphere, as if it is accumulating momentum for tomorrow's competition.