Chapter Sixty-Eight: The T-Rank No. 1

Seeing this, Deacon Liu laughed dryly, and hurriedly gave the old man a smile. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why did Elder Xu stop his disciple from drinking?"

"Since today is a competition, it is better not to interfere too much. Elder Xu smiled slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes.

"Oh, that's fine. Deacon Liu laughed dryly and hurriedly gave the disciple a look. When the disciple saw it, he obediently turned back and stood behind Deacon Liu.

In the second ring, Li Fan showed a thoughtful look on his face. With a wave of the sleeves of his robe, the ice spear that appeared in front of him disappeared, and a few more talismans appeared in his hand.

"Let's go".

Li Fan flipped his hand, the talisman disappeared, turned his back, and no longer looked at Qian Jinbao.

"Thank you again. ”

Qian Jinbao gritted his teeth, stood up, walked out of the enchantment, and after jumping out of the ring, he didn't run away with his head.

After Li Fan walked out of the barrier, the referee declared him victorious.

At this time, on the third stage, the referee announced that Phoenix had won, and Li Fan looked back, but it was the woman in red who had walked in front of him.

At this time, the battle between Fanshi and the yellow-faced man in the No. 1 ring finally decided the winner.

In the last few rounds, Fan Shi stimulated the true qi in his body, entered a state of strength, and used the black knife to break the yellow-faced man's protective true qi, and beat him with a broken stone palm to spit blood and faint.

The competition went on at midnight, and the number of Li Fan on the black slate was ranked from 100 to about 50.

This made several people more confident, and after returning to the stone house, they quickly worked hard to recover the lost true qi.

Early the next morning, several people came to the ring, but saw that it was already crowded with people, and the ring was surrounded by water.

Today's competition is mainly challenged, that is, as long as you have the strength, you can challenge the top-ranked disciples at will.

The more than 100 disciples who won yesterday were ranked high and low on the black stone slab.

The disciples at the bottom of the rankings began to challenge the disciples at the top of the rankings, and after the names were called, they both jumped into the ring and entered the enchantment competition.

A few hours later, more than a dozen disciples were eliminated.

At this time, Fan Shi challenged a disciple with a high surname who was ranked twenty, and then the two jumped into the ring and fought. Half an hour later, Fan Shi raised a kick and only kicked the disciple surnamed Gao unconscious, squeezing into the top twenty.

Next, Zhang Xiuer and Ember Ash succeeded in the corresponding challenge, squeezing the first dozen or so, and the two screamed excitedly.

Surprisingly, Li Fan directly named Yin Jiu to challenge Yin Jiu, who was ranked first, and after the two entered the ring enchantment, Li Fan actually released a dense wind blade, forcing Yin Jiu to be unable to move at all, and had no choice but to bow his head and admit defeat.

The blackstone slab is constantly refreshing new rankings. Li Fan's name stopped at the first place steadily.

Although several disciples with good strength stepped forward to challenge, they were all repelled by Li Fan one by one.

After several rounds of challenges and dozens of disciples, there were less than twenty people in the ring.

Another round of brutal battle ended, and those standing in the ring were ranked in order, namely Li Fan, Phoenix, Deng Kun, Zhang Xiuer, Fanshi, Tie Niu, Ember Hua, Gui Yinong, Fengtian, these nine disciples.

In the next game, Fengtian challenged Zhang Xiu'er, Gui Yinong challenged Phoenix, Ember challenged Deng Kun, and Tie Niu challenged Fanshi.

Li Fan didn't even have anyone to challenge, he was also happy and idle, just watching the battle from the side.

With his current cultivation strength, the D-level competition was like a joke, and what he was really interested in was to be successfully promoted to a C-level disciple and directly challenge a B-level disciple.

Three hours later, the rankings were refreshed again, and there were only five people left in the ring.

Gui Yi Nong and Fenghua were defeated and walked out of the ring gloomily. Although Ember Hua practiced the flame technique, he still lost a step in speed, and was knocked away by Deng Kun's lightning-fast fists when he was concentrating on the spell, and he didn't get up for a long time, and finally only admitted defeat with hatred.

The fight between Fanshi and Tie Niu lasted for two hours. The two usually have a deep grudge, and every shot is a killer move, leaving no room for it.

Although the competition of the Black Demon Sect verbally warned the disciples not to hurt people's lives, some situations were uncontrollable after the fight, and in the competition, dead people were very common.

In the enchantment, both of them are playing with their lives, and the black knife of killing money turns into a dense knife shadow and the shadow of the mace is intertwined, making a roaring sound.

After the fight, the two took off their shirts directly, revealing their muscular upper bodies, and the shouts of killing were endless.

The two of them practiced strength-based exercises, and they took a fierce route, and this way down attracted the attention of many disciples in the audience, and even the few people sitting on the viewing platform couldn't help but nod their heads again and again.

After fighting for a long time, the two simply threw away their weapons, picked up their fists, and fought again with one move.

Two hours later, the strength of the Iron Bull was still a little smaller than that of the Buddha Stone. He slowed down, and was spotted by Fanshi, bullied him with an arrow step, and hated to punch his waist and eyes.

"Ahh

The Iron Bull flew straight out. Fanshi stepped forward a few steps, grabbed his arm, and kicked his ribs in a series of flying kicks.

Iron Bull's mouth spurted blood, and his face turned purple. Fanshi pounced on him, and the iron fist rained down on his face.

In a moment, Tie Niu's face was swollen, his front teeth had been shattered by the stone, the bridge of his nose had collapsed, and his left eye had been burst.

After this evil breath, Fanshi stood up, patted the dust on his body, and was about to walk out of the enchantment.

"Brother Fan, be careful. Fan Shi saw Li Fan shouting at him outside the enchantment, and suddenly felt a chill in his chest, and when he looked down, a short sword leaked out of his chest, and blood sprayed all over the ground.

The short sword stabbed wildly in the back of the stone continuously, and in an instant, a large hole appeared in the chest, and the broken internal organs gushed out with blood.

Fan Shi turned around sharply and pinched Tie Niu's neck. With a force, he snapped his neck, bent down to pick up the black knife on the ground, and cut off the head of the iron bull with one sword.

With a thud, he fell to the ground and never got up again.

"Xiu'er, farewell. Fanshi said in a voice as low as a mosquito.

The light curtain flickered, the barrier disappeared, and the referee stood on the spot dumbfounded. Three figures fluttered across from the arena and landed in the ring. After the gray old man looked at Fanshi's body, he shook his head and turned away.

Zhang Xiuer pounced up, hugged Fanshi's body, crying silently, heartbroken.

From the moment she entered the door, Fanshi cared for her everywhere, how could she not know, she never expected that there would be yin and yang.

Although Li Fan had a healing talisman, when he saw Fanshi's injury, he knew that he was already powerless. Shaking his head and sighing, he put away the two healing talismans in his hand.