Meng Han watched a few scenes in front of the "Wentai", and he had a bottom in his heart, the highest cultivation among these people is the late stage of concentrating, after all, the hurdle from contemplation to foundation building is not good. Besides, the cultivation here is high and may not be able to persist until the end, everyone seems to have a tacit understanding, whoever uses the supernatural power of the late stage of concentrating first is often set on fire at the beginning.

Meng Han picked the one where Tai Ci Xue did, and there was a reason for Meng Han to do this, Tai Ci Xue's this time is often the largest number of people, and the number of people in the late stage of contemplation is also the least, most of them are in the middle stage of contemplation, and there are even a small number of early ones. The person who won yesterday was in the middle stage of contemplation, but Meng Han didn't see him today, and it seemed that something was delayed.

Meng Han followed everyone to the stage and found a corner to wait for the start of the competition. Qingniu didn't accompany him today, saying that it was too boring, so just let Menghan go by himself. As a huge eye appeared, Meng Han only felt swept away by that eye, as if he had been seen through and had nothing to hide, and a chill rose from his heart. The smoke gradually filled, and when Meng Han could only see the five zhang around him, an old voice came from the "start", and the fight began.

Meng Han did not rush to move, but carefully released his "qi" to sense the surroundings to see if he could pass through the smoke. But to Menghan's disappointment, the smoke was really as introduced by others, blocking everything except the eyes. The Menghan scoundrel could only use his own "qi" to move cautiously to the side, and suddenly there was a sound of fighting, coming from the smoke in front of him. When Meng Han was about to bypass, he suddenly remembered the purpose of his coming here, and his heart was ruthless, so he moved quickly to that place.

As he moved, Meng Han quickly conjured up the Founder Sword and was on guard. When I got closer, I found that there were only two people, and I was having a good time. Meng Han's appearance made the two nervous, and Meng Han laughed when he saw this, and joined the two in the fight. Both of them were in the middle of concentrating, and when they saw Meng Han controlling the sword of the square to stab at him, the two of them glanced at each other, and suddenly stopped each other with a tacit understanding, and beckoned to Meng Han. When Meng Han saw this, he was not surprised or rejoiced. He hadn't fought for a long time, and he was so uncomfortable that he was holding back his strength.

The two assertive auras converged and attacked the illusory shadow of Menghan's Fangzheng Sword. At this time, Meng Han shouted "Divide", and saw that the squares and circles in the illusory shadow of the Fangzheng Sword were separated, and they rushed towards the two dictatorial breaths respectively. Behind these two breaths, a finger phantom appeared, colliding with the incoming Founder Sword Phantom. Two invisible waves centered on this place spread out to both sides, blowing away a small area of smoke, revealing a small blank area. Meng Han saw that the two of them were flushed, and it was obvious that the confrontation just now consumed a lot of money on the two of them. On the other hand, Menghan had no effect, so it can be seen that what Qingniu said at the beginning was true, with the same cultivation, the concentration of his own "qi" was three times that of others.

Seeing that Menghan was not injured, the two of them glanced at each other again, and they could see the solemnity in each other's eyes, and nodded, this time the arbitrary aura behind them was even stronger, and two identical judges appeared in the phantom. Looking at this phantom, Meng Han remembered Zhang E, but the difference this time was that the phantom was clearer and could see the judge's face clearly, but it didn't end there, only to see these two phantoms, flying towards each other, and as Meng Han saw yesterday, fused into one. It is worth noting that the index finger of this phantom is almost substantial. That finger pointed at Meng Han like this, and an unprecedented aura of judgment came to his face.

Meng Han didn't dare to be careless, and controlled the Fangzheng Sword to point towards it. But to Meng Han's surprise this time, the phantom of the Fangzheng Sword couldn't get close to that finger three feet away, and two different judgment phantoms collided again, and an even more huge wave of qi spread out around this place. Meng Han couldn't help but close his stinging eyes. After a while, Meng Han opened his eyes, and to his surprise, there was no smoke in all directions. Many pairs of eyes looked at each other, and Meng Han noticed that his Founder Sword Phantom had dissipated before it touched that finger. The finger continued to fly towards Meng Han as if it was not hindered by anything, and Meng Han could only cast the word "nothing" that he hadn't used for a long time again, only this time it was not an invisible sword, but a fist towards the finger. "Bang" There was a loud bang from the collision this time, and Meng Han only felt a shock to his body, and took a few steps back, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth. This time, the two of them were fine, but their faces were pale. looked at Meng Han with a shocked face. "Among these same cultivators, the 'centralization' technique jointly performed by the two Legalist disciples is known as invincible at the same level, and it can't do him any great harm, he's too perverted," Zhuge Fuming in the audience looked shocked. The people around him are as incredible as Zhuge Fuming.

"Hehe, I haven't shed blood for a long time, I really miss it" Menghan seemed to be a different person at this time, and a strong fighting spirit appeared. Qingniu, who was sleeping in the courtyard with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Meng Han, and shouted, "Has Daozi's second state awakened?"

In Meng Han's mind, the text that had been silent for a long time once again spun at high speed with golden light, and the sound of the avenue of "Dao Ke Dao" appeared again in Meng Han's mind, and this time four words flew out of it, "The Gate of All Wonders". Meng Han looked at the time when there was still half a pillar of incense, and then looked at the people on the stage, and laughed softly, "Hehe, you are very honored, you will see me go all out for the first time, are you ready?"

"Kid Hubris"

"It's too arrogant"

The two men shouted in annoyance in front of everyone.

Menghan didn't seem to hear it, and took out a flute from his arms, which was "Tianzhi". He stroked the body of the flute and whispered, "There is a mystery in the mystery, and the door is wonderful." As the four big characters of "The Gate of All Wonders" appeared in the air, the flute seemed to have spirituality, and after hearing this sentence, the light on his body was much brighter than just now.

"As soon as the plum blossom breaks the intestines, the plum blossom two makes it difficult to think about it, and the plum blossom three makes a storm. This song should only be in the sky, and it is rare for people to see it and hear it a few times. You've been gone for so many years that the world has forgotten you. I want the world to listen to this song, marvel at you, and be obsessed with you", Meng Han raised his head and looked at the sky, and this passage sounded in his head. Meng Han ignored everyone's surprised gazes, picked up the flute and put it to his mouth, and blew the first note