In the afternoon, more people watched the competition than in the morning. Coincidentally, at this moment, there was only one competition about the disciples of the Lingwu Palace, so more than half of the disciples of the Lingwu Hall surrounded them, and even a few elders did not hold back and came to watch.

Ran Baishan's name is not familiar to too many people in the Lingwu Palace, first, her cultivation is mediocre and has been stuck in the ninth level of the Broken Spirit Realm, and second, she is quiet and does not contact outsiders on weekdays. However, after the incident of Wu Ma Zixuan, Ran Baishan was gradually excavated by people who did good things. The root of it is that she and Wu Ma Zixuan are childhood sweethearts, and they have been friends since they were children in Penglai.

In the spring of this year, Ran Baishan broke through the Broken Spirit Realm in one fell swoop and entered the Ruins Realm, and suddenly the good people once again linked her with Yin Fan's affairs, and even opened a gambling game, predicting with a high percentage whether she would meet Yin Fan in the palace test. Now it seems that most people will at least lose the number of true yuan stones to their grandmother's family.

At this moment, hanging thirty meters next to the sixth platform in the square, a thin and tall Taoist priest with a thief's eyebrows and mouse eyes and a half-hunched back suppressed his extremely excited voice and shouted in a low voice: "Bet on it, bet on it, a gambling game that is rare in a hundred years...... Alas, junior brother stays, you see, do you buy a little uncle to win a big turnover, or buy a junior sister Ran to win a book of Wanli?...... Senior sister over there, hurry up and come over and take a look, don't miss it, miss it and wait for another hundred years!"

This person's expression was high, his voice never stopped, and almost all the people who passed by around him were pulled by him to sell, and through this curiosity, the popularity of the sixth platform was also getting higher and higher, and similarly, at this moment, the oval spars the size of fingernails placed on his table were also piled higher and higher, and the white book was densely written with the names of the bettors, and the business was extremely hot.

The hunchbacked senior brother shouted so excitedly, and suddenly heard "dong dong dong...... and put the true yuan stone on his table. His whole body was shocked, he turned around like a wolf, his eyes were shining on the falling True Yuan Stones, he swallowed his saliva, and said without raising his head: "This junior brother, seeing that you have so many True Yuan Stones, you must have bought Senior Sister Ran, ......right?" Light ......"

As he saw the person who came pushing all the fallen True Yuan Stones towards Yin Fan with both hands, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he raised his head, suddenly feeling that he had just done a very stupid thing.

Yin Fan pushed the True Yuan Stone he borrowed from around to his side, clapped his hands contentedly, and smiled at the hunchback: "Senior nephew, this idea is about one to five, it looks like I'm going to make a lot of money today." ”

The hunchback smiled awkwardly and said, "That's that, Uncle Xiaoshi, you must have a bumper harvest today." ”

"Yes, that's the reason!" Yin Fan clapped his hands one last time, turned around and walked towards the sixth stage with a smile. The hunchback looked at the True Yuan Stones on the table silently, even if Yin Fan added the nearly three hundred True Yuan Stones that Yin Fan had put on his side just now, it still looked low compared to Ran Baishan's pile.

His whole body trembled for no reason, and then as if possessed by the God of Gamblers, he specially took out a belt to put the True Yuan Stone, and without hesitation, he took out more than 500 True Yuan Stones in one breath, and pressed his head towards Yin Fan. At the same time, a lewd smile appeared on his face, and then he continued to shout excitedly: "Bet on betting, come and press Senior Sister Ran, a million profits, in the last twenty minutes, if you don't come, you won't have a chance!"

For a while, many people ran over and hurriedly placed bets.

Yin Fan sighed in his heart that Penglai still had such people, and his pace quickened, and he walked through the crowd and walked onto the stage. On the empty platform at this time, a figure in white was standing, holding an ordinary double-edged straight sword, his eyes slightly closed, and his expression was serene.

At this time, there was still a period of time before the start of the competition, Yin Fan thought that he had come relatively early, but he didn't expect Ran Baishan to come earlier than him.

When Yin Fan stepped on the stage, Ran Baishan slowly opened his eyes, and saluted without hurry: "Ran Baishan." ”

The words she said were so calm, there was nothing wrong with it, but Yin Fan stopped, and his brows furrowed slightly. The other disciples present couldn't feel it, it didn't mean that Yin Fan couldn't feel it. Ran Baishan's tone and demeanor at the moment seemed to be calm, but because of the emotions suppressed in his heart, Yin Fan felt extremely clear.

What a fierce anger!

Yin Fan took a deep breath, walked to five meters in front of her before stopping, and saluted: "Yin Fan." ”

Ran Baishan's gaze has never left Yin Fan from the time she appeared to the present, she said in a calm tone, "I thought that I wouldn't meet my uncle during the palace exam. ”

Yin Fan's face was calm, and he replaced his answer with his gaze.

Ran Baishan suddenly smiled, like a hundred flowers blooming, but with a hint of desolation, and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter if I don't meet Uncle Shi, I will still go to Uncle Shi." ”

Yin Fan said: "For Wu Ma Zixuan?"

Ran Baishan nodded undeniably.

Yin Fan frowned, although the female disciple opposite was also quite beautiful, but disgust swelled up in his heart, and he didn't want to speak.

Ran Baishan suddenly said: "Uncle Yin Fan, in this battle, if you defeat me, you will write off Zixuan's affairs with the people of my Lingwu Palace, do you think it's okay?"

Yin Fan raised his eyebrows, but he heard a good proposal and said, "Very good." ”

The scene was quiet, and everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between Yin Fan and Ran Baishan. After a while, Ran Baishan straightened up slightly, the joints of her hand holding the double-edged straight sword bulged, and she said lightly: "I thought you would propose another method." ”

Yin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed loudly on the platform, "Hahaha......", and the laughter was so loud that even the people on the two platforms next to him couldn't help but look sideways. Not to mention the people standing around Platform Six, they looked at Yin Fan's face with a look of surprise, and looked at each other with their companions, not knowing what was going on.

Yin Fan stopped laughing, a playful smile appeared on his face, and said, "You think I'm going to back down?"

Ran Baishan said calmly: "I have returned to the virtual realm. ”

A tight sentence of returning to the virtual realm represents many meanings. Many of the lords of a city on the land of Kyushu are just broken spirit realms. Many small sects, the first-class sect leader is only in the virtual realm.

Yin Fan said: "Wu Ma Zixuan's cultivation is higher than you. ”

Ran Baishan stopped talking, but narrowed her eyes like a wolf, the joints of the hand holding the double-edged straight sword turned white, and while her whole body tensed, a trace of blue lightning was released from her body, crackling.

Everyone held their breath, and those who were just bored to see the excitement couldn't help but widen their eyes and be aroused. Although Yin Fan has been brave in the past few days, his cultivation is a broken spirit realm after all, and at this moment, he is fighting against a person who has returned to the virtual realm, isn't this a trick?

It has been two years since the incident of Yin Zhai Mountain, and at this time, everyone has a certain understanding of what happened that day, and the fact that the original manifestation realm killed and returned to the virtual realm was presented little by little, and later everyone unified the conclusion as:

In the fierce battle with Yu Zixuan and Yunli, Yin Fan took the opportunity to sneak attack Wu Ma Zixuan and succeeded in one blow. Everyone's opinion of Yin Fan changed from "killing the same door" to "taking the opportunity to sneak attack". Although the negative connotation is not as strong as the previous one, it is not very good.

So a large number of people are gathered here today, and the thing they want to see most is that Yin Fan, who "took the opportunity to sneak attack", was defeated by Ran Baishan, who had just stepped into the realm of returning to the void.

Many disciples in the audience who had not returned to the ruins realm saw Ran Baishan's might, and their bodies close to the platform hurriedly retreated, their faces changed slightly. Tightly a little lightning that is released from the body has such power, what kind of power should it be to really throw out the skill Thinking about it, dozens of people turned their eyes to Yin Fan, wanting to see something.

It's a pity that Yin Fan's face is not afraid, and he even has a faint expectation on his expression!

These disciples of the Soul Breaking Realm turned from initial expectation to astonishment, then to doubt, and finally, to contempt. Even the many disciples standing in the crowd clenched their fists, revealing a slightly angry expression.

The elder in charge of the referee felt that the emotions of the people around him were wrong, and couldn't help frowning, looking up at the young man on the platform, he couldn't help sighing, and secretly said in his heart: As soon as I go up the mountain, I worship under that person's seat, it seems that I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick.

The old man shook his head helplessly, stood up, walked onto the stage, and said to the two: "The rules are naturally the same, are you ready?"

Yin Fan nodded, and Ran Baishan was silent.

The elder stopped asking, stepped off the stage, picked up the gong, and swung it at the gong in the expectant eyes of everyone.

With a loud bang, the game officially began.

And as soon as the voice sounded, Yin Fan suddenly disappeared in place. There was a suffocation in the field, and then the "uproar" caused the audience to start talking. And in the crowd watching, several disciples of the Void Realm who were watching the battle couldn't help but be surprised.

Yin Fan did not disappear, he was moving at a super high speed on the platform, because the speed was too fast for everyone to see clearly. The reason for their surprise was that even they couldn't see his trajectory at the moment, and could only see a vague shadow moving rapidly around the edge of the platform.

Ran Baishan moved. Her left hand suddenly drew a sword, and the pale blue thunder shattered the space, and an extremely brilliant firework burst out of the void. Yin Fan's figure appeared, he leaned over and stretched out his right hand, touching the roaring thunder with the blue jade ring, the Heavenly Tribulation Dao Seal.

The thunder light only touched the ring for a moment, and the thunder was absorbed into the ring. Yin Fan disappeared with a step, and then fell vertically from a meter above Ran Baishan, swinging his fist and smashing at Ran Baishan.

Ran Baishan was unusually composed, and her fingers were bent while swinging her sword. In an instant, the thunder that was not seen was like light drilling out of the void, shooting straight out from a distance and penetrating Yin Fan's whole body.

Yin Fan felt his whole body paralyzed, and used the only remaining strength to hold the blade of the sword, forcibly changing the direction of the sword tip. The swift sword pierced through his hand, cutting a deep hole in his shoulder. At the same time, Ran Baishan's right hand after casting the spell turned into blue lightning and slashed at Yin Fan's wound with a hand knife.

The huge impact and tearing wounds made Yin Fan's blood fly while being knocked out, splashing on the Penglai disciples who were too close around. The disciples who were stained with blood changed color one after another, and many of them sat directly on the ground with weak legs.

Yin Fan, who flew out upside down, plunged into the plank of the platform with his right hand, and with the sound of "click" breaking the plank, his body gradually stopped slowly. He stopped in a half-crouched position, bent over, and looking down.

Completely different from the other five stages cheering, the sixth stage was extremely quiet at this time. This was the only bloody competition in the written test in the past few days, and it was just at the beginning of the competition.

Many of the Broken Spirit Realm disciples put away their contemptuous expressions, and their faces showed solemnity. They asked themselves in their hearts if they could stand under Ran Baishan's combo just now, and the result was: it is impossible to be sober, let alone stand like Yin Fan.

The same thought began to appear in the hearts of most of the people present: Yin Fan has come to an end.

But the next moment, in the stunned eyes of everyone, Yin Fan slowly stood up. There was no fear on his face, no anger. It turned out to be ...... Excited?

Suddenly, a disciple noticed something extremely strange, and couldn't help but widen his eyes and let out an exclamation. Gradually, the rest of the people noticed. The wound on Yin Fan's shoulder that was deep and visible was gradually recovering at a speed that they could see with their naked eyes. Then I looked at his palm, and I don't know when it was already intact.

Everyone was silent again.

Yin Fan stood up, wiped the blood off his body, and then walked towards Ran Baishan step by step without showing any magic weapons while everyone was holding their breath.

Although there was no expression on Ran Baishan's face, her eyes flickered, revealing a suspicious gaze. She snorted coldly, said "pretend to be a ghost", raised her double-edged straight sword, and used the tip of the sword that emitted blue light to draw a cross in the air, leaving traces of flashing blue light. She raised her sword and slashed, and countless thunderbolts erupted from her body, clinging to the cross tracks. The cross attached to the thunder grew larger and larger, from the original width of one meter to four meters wide.

Yin Fan still walked over with steps that seemed to be a leisurely walk.

Ran Baishan showed a mocking look and shouted out a word, "Disease!"

The cross thunder light flashed in front of her, and she vaguely saw a huge tiger phantom with a breathtaking roar, pounced on Yin Fan. Many people turned their heads to the elders of the game, wondering why he hadn't stopped the game yet. If that spell hits Yin Fan, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The elder looked at the scene and stopped talking, but when he hesitated, he had missed the time that would allow him to pause.

The cross thunder blinked and rushed in front of Yin Fan. At this moment, time seemed to be slowed down a hundred times, and everyone watched as the thunder was about to hit Yin Fan, and the violent heartbeat of "dong dong dong" made the whole body tense.

Suddenly, their eyes widened. At the last moment, Yin Fan raised his right hand and printed the ring with a cross thunder that had frozen the blue pigment that had dripped into the water.

Tiny swirls appeared on the ring, and all the thunder was silently sucked into the small ring.

The scene was silent. It seems that from the beginning of the battle to the present, no one has made any sound.

When the ring had absorbed all the thunder, Yin Fan took another step towards Ran Baishan. Ran Baishan's face finally changed, watching the distance between him and herself gradually shrink, she gritted her teeth and flew backwards on tiptoe, throwing out a thunder spell at the same time. But no matter what kind of Rexi spell she cast, Yin Fan could easily dissolve it by raising that strange ring.

Yin Fan suddenly quickened his pace, his body disappeared, and when Ran Baishan's face changed suddenly, Yin Fan's fist appeared in her abdomen, and her whole body was knocked away, and she rolled on the ground several times before stopping, and when she struggled to get up from the ground, a large mouthful of blood spit out.

The crowd changed color.

Although the people watching the battle knew that Yin Fan's fist was extremely powerful, they never expected that it would also cause such terrifying damage to the people who returned to the Void Realm.

Yin Fan walked towards Ran Baishan again.

Ran Baishan got up from the ground, looked at Yin Fan, who was getting closer and closer, and closed her eyes as if she was resigned to her fate. But just when someone thought she was going to admit defeat, she suddenly thrust her double-edged straight sword into the ground, her left palm was standing on her chest and constantly pinching the law, her right hand was horizontal to the side, her eyes were slightly closed, and she looked up at the sky. In an instant, the Yujing Peak of Penglai Mountain, which had never had a cloudy day, was shrouded in rolling thunderclouds.

All the people who returned to the Void Realm were stunned, looking at the gloomy sky, and then their eyes moved downward, all of them fixed on Ran Baishan's strange magic that required two hands to react at the same time.

The elder standing by the platform had a strange expression, and his expression was as hesitant as just now, not daring to be sure. At this moment, a voice exclaimed:

"Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Lead! It's Penglai's stunt Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Lead!"

The field suddenly exploded with a "bang".

"What ......"

"Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Lead, it really is Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Lead!"

The people who didn't know why the Spirit Breaking Realm asked the people around them what the "Nine Heavens Wind and Thunder Guide" was, but the disciples who returned to the false alarm looked at Ran Baishan's gesture in fear and couldn't speak.

By this time, the elder had recovered from his horror and shouted, "Stop, pause!"

But Ran Baishan's body had already risen into the air, and there were circles of wind around her body, and it was impossible to stop.

Everyone's eyes turned and stared at Yin Fan.

The elder was frightened, he couldn't care so much, and when he was about to go to the stage to stop him, he saw Yin Fan standing up straight, and at the same time taking a small step forward with his right foot, he slowly raised his right arm and straightened it, and his right hand formed a fist, but his thumb was under his index finger, making a move that was ready to fly the copper coin. His left eye was closed, and he aimed his right eye at Ran Baishan, who was slowly rising into the air.

In front of everyone's attention, his thumb flicked out, and instead of the copper coin, a purple thunderbolt the thickness of his thumb flew out. But no one could see from which end the thunder appeared and disappeared. Because the speed is so fast, it is so fast that it is impossible to tell which section is the source and the end.

Ran Baishan was struck by this thunderbolt. There was no sound, no movement. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were slightly protruding, and she fell straight to the ground from mid-air. When she was still five meters above the ground, a man in a black cloak and black hood came out of nowhere and hugged her.

He stood in the air with Ran Baishan in his arms, his face buried in the cloak couldn't be seen, and he watched Yin Fan fly towards the Elixir Hall for about two seconds. The people present didn't dare to make a sound, until Yin Fan turned around and looked at the elder, and after the elder nodded and said, "You have won", the surrounding crowd suddenly erupted in a voice that I don't know what kind of voice it was.

However, one thing is worth affirming, everyone's gaze at Yin Fan is no longer the same contempt as before, and at this moment, they look at Yin Fan with the same fear as the thunder that represents the Heavenly Tribulation.

Yin Fan stepped off the stage, and everyone got out of the way like a tide and let Yin Fan walk by. Yin Fan came to the disciple who opened the gambling game and said, "I won." ”

The man came back from the look of shock that was about to drop his jaw, and instantly changed into a look of ecstasy and handed over a small bag, and said: "Uncle Xiao, all you won are here, and our store will give you a bag containing real yuan stones for free, and welcome you to come next time." ”

Yin Fan smiled, took the money bag, and walked towards the Forgotten Sorrow House, but halfway through his heart, his pace turned, and he stepped into the spring, and the light disappeared in a flash.