Standing at the door, Wu Fan glanced at the venue.

The place of the game suddenly tripled in size compared to yesterday, and the ring was also tripled, and all the shrinking spectator seats on all four sides were erected against the wall, only two rows of bar-shaped tables were placed on a high platform directly opposite the entrance door and ten meters away from the ring, behind the bar-shaped tables were more than a dozen chairs, and there were armed armed police standing guard in the corners of the stadium and under the windows.

There is a wooden chair in the southeast and northwest corners of the ring, which is obviously used by the fighters to rest.

Wu Fan walked straight to the chair at the far end, put the backpack on the ground next to the chair, and opened the backpack handed over to him by Xu Lan, which was divided into categories, including two large bottles of mineral water, a large bag of at least thirty large buns, a bag of four meat buns, a bag of seven or eight flower rolls, and a bag of sliced braised beef.

Seeing the food, Wu Fan's stomach rumbled wildly, he swallowed a mouthful of spit, opened the food bag of the meat sandwich bun, pulled out a palm-sized meat sandwich bun, opened his mouth and bit off half of it, and chewed it tightly in his mouth.

"Xiang, Xiang, Xiang!" Wu Fan muttered vaguely, took out his mobile phone with one hand, called up the information sent to him by Sun Xiaohong, and began to study it seriously.

The information includes two parts: text and images, he has already finished reading the introduction of Dongfang Hong, Dongfang Ying and Dongfang Linglong's glorious history and strong boxing techniques, the more I look at those words, the more I block my heart, the more I look at it, the more I have no confidence, Wu Fan simply didn't look at it, and directly opened the image, while eating, while watching the image.

I don't know when this image was taken, let alone where it was taken, but the two people in the image are standing on a mountain peak, and without saying a few words, they fight. There were also many spectators in the distance around them, all of whom did not look like mediocre hands.

The two people who fought were all very young, and Wu Fan estimated that they were not much older than himself, but both of them were very good at kung fu.

The one on the left started with a domineering true qi, and the true qi turned into a fierce tiger devouring people and biting. The one on the right swiped his hands, and two purple rainbows ran straight through the tiger's head.

The three True Qi collided in the air, making a rumbling sound, causing ripples in the surrounding air. The trees near them were blown by a hurricane, and their leaves and branches were flying all over the sky.

The first move was evenly matched, and the two rushed towards each other with their fists, stacking strange moves, domineering fists, and fighting inextricably.

Although it was an image, he couldn't feel the power of his fist, but just one picture, Wu Fan felt powerless, "Faint to death, Sister Xiaohong, didn't you say that they just broke through the True Yuan Realm......?"

Wu Fan was so excited that he almost choked to death from the meat bun in his mouth, so he quickly picked up a mineral water and drank a few sips, and his throat and eyes were a lot more comfortable.

The fourth layer of true qi turns qi into liquid, and then enters the fifth layer, where true qi can be released to protect the body, and can also be used to form a sword and sword;

The sixth layer is the two major watersheds for true qi cultivators, and only after entering the sixth layer can true qi cultivators can really be called true qi masters.

This common sense Wu Fan had no one tell him when he was in the mountain city before, and this was also seen in the information sent to him by Sun Xiaohong the day before yesterday, but he didn't expect that he who was only at the fourth layer would face the challenge of the sixth layer master today.

The video was only three minutes, and the purple Changhong became more and more courageous, and finally his true qi condensed into a round of red sun and crushed the other party. Not only crushed the fierce tiger into powder, but also knocked the opponent ten feet away.

After watching the first video, Wu Fan picked up a meat bun and put it in his mouth, closed his eyes, and played the action image of the Zihong Warrior from beginning to end in his mind, and then watched it again in combination with the fierce tiger warrior's moves.

The images that enter Wu Fan can be broken down into countless independent photos, just like the positioning of movements, so that Wu Fan can see more clearly that there is no subtle movement and every inch of the body twisting trajectory when the opponent changes moves.

When looking at them individually or continuously, the movements and fists of the two of them are impeccable, but when Wu Fan breaks them all down in his mind, he seems to see a little way.

The power of the True Qi Transformation Form is powerful, but the True Qi Transformation requires a transition period for the cultivators of the sixth layer, although this transition period is only a few blinks of an eye, but it makes the continuous movements produce a slight pause, and it cannot be smooth. At this time, they will use some simple articulation tricks to make up for the pause. And these compensatory moves don't seem to be very strong, because the user has to use all the true qi of the whole body for the transformation attack, and it is difficult to divert more true qi to defend. If there is too much diversion of true qi, then this transition period will be longer......

"This is my one percent chance!" Wu Fan was in ecstasy, and he almost bit off his tongue with this joy. "In this way, I have two ways to fight. The first is to dodge the shapeshifter's attack and launch a charge while the opponent is charging up and transforming, and the other is to interfere with him while he is transforming and charging, so that the power of her transformation true qi will be reduced by ......"

“...... However, to seize this opportunity, I have to move quickly, and I have to be able to dodge the first wave of transformation impact, how can I dodge it now?"

Just as Wu Fan was deep in thought, five people from the Dongfang family walked into the venue.

As soon as he entered the gate, Dongfang Hong frowned, "How can you fight this kind of place? ”

Dongfang Linglong's waist twisted, and she smiled charmingly, "A real master must be precise in his grasp of true qi, and his true qi is too much, saying that hitting the stamen will never hurt Rui Tuo, let alone destroy the entire flower." Brother Xiaohong, today is also a challenge for you. ”

"Brother Hu, I haven't been a master to your level, so I can only be careful, but I won't keep my hands. Although Dongfang Hong is very unaccustomed to Dongfang Linglong's style, he still sincerely admires Dongfang Linglong's kung fu.

"Dongfanghong, speed is not your strong point, you have to pay attention to Wu Fan's speed. Don't lose the battle in two moves, and let Dongfang Suli look down on you. Dongfang Ying reminded with a smile.

"Dongfang Ying, it's uncomfortable if you don't hurt me two sentences a day, isn't it?" Dongfang Suli is two years old from Dongfang Hong and Dongfang Ying, and the three of them started to cultivate True Qi at the same time, the former only reached the fifth layer, and he was still far from the sixth layer. But the relationship between the three is very good, and they have been used to laughing and scolding since they were children, and they have no scruples when they speak. "Dongfang Ying, I curse you to lose today!"

"Will I lose?" Dongfang Ying looked at Dongfang Suli like a fool, "Please open your eyes and take a good look, classmate Suli, does my Dongfang Ying look like I will lose today? Even if Dongfang Hong will lose, I will not lose!"

"Dongfang Hong, the shadow said that you would lose, and he looked down on you. ”

"Hmph!" Dongfang Hong snorted coldly in his nose, and glanced at the kid on the chair next to the far end of the ring who was eating with a bun in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, and knew that it must be Wu Fan. He was very strange, why Wu Fan was still eating at this time, and he didn't know if it was dinner or lunch.

At this time, a cold voice came from behind them, "Are you stinky boys going to quarrel?"

A few people looked back and were immediately startled, but Dongfang Linglong reacted quickly, and immediately bowed and saluted, "Hello third aunt and grandmother! ”

The other few people who came out immediately bowed respectfully, "Hello Third Aunt and Grandma!" After saluting, the three boys stood meekly aside, not even daring to make a sound.

The person who came was Dongfang Yi, who had just appeared in the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum in Nanjing in the early morning, and there were two people standing behind Dongfang Yi, one was Nangong Jian dressed as a Taoist priest and carrying a sword, and the other was a tall man with a beard and a hate.

"Excuse me. Dongfang Yi waved his hand, "You have to play hard today, if anyone loses, after **, he will be punished by kneeling in front of the ancestral hall for three days." ”

Dongfang Linglong, Dongfang Hong, Dongfang Ying and Dongfang Su left the sweat of their heads, and they made a promise, and after Dongfang Yi left, the four of them dared to stand up straight.

"It's all children, why are you so ruthless?" Nangong Jian asked in confusion.

"Now I feel that I used to be so good to them! As soon as I came to this world, I soaked my body with sky-high potions, not to mention food and clothing, rare exercises, miraculous elixirs, what they wanted, the elders provided them with something, why did they have to use their own sweat to earn? If it goes on like this, even if it grows up, it will be a greenhouse flower, and it will not be able to withstand the wind and rain. Look at the kid over there, what time is it to have lunch, and he doesn't want to waste this time eating, and he doesn't forget to study the battle images. Maybe he is not as good as others now, but the qi in his body can make him feel ashamed and excited, and he will soon be able to surpass others, huh......" Dongfang Yi seemed to suddenly find something special in Wu Fan, and his voice stopped abruptly.

Listening to Dongfang Yi's transmission, Nangong Jian was stunned, "You said he was studying battle images?"

As he spoke, Nangong Jian closed his eyes slightly, and in the dark, a thought floated to the sky behind Wu Fan's back, and he opened his eyes instantly.

Although it was only for a moment, Wu Fan suddenly felt as if there was an eye peeping at him behind him, and he was shocked, and subconsciously tilted his head back to look sideways and upward, and saw that there was nothing there, so he turned his head and lowered his head again, and continued to watch his second video.

That's right, he was watching the battle image of Dongfang Linglong and Yue Heng in the martial arts competition ring of the Eight Great Families. Hey, he actually felt it, this kid's intuition is too sensitive, isn't it? Even my telepathic voyeurism hasn't escaped his induction!"

"It's because the sword intent in your mind is too strong, but you are a peerless master who wants to break through the spirit level, and a little doll in the true qi stage can sense your mind peeping, that is also a miracle. If we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, no one would have believed it. By the way, I can't see this child's cultivation clearly......" At this time, Lihate Gou Chuanyin, who had never spoken, said.

"There is naturally something strange about the beauty of good talent, there are many exercises in the world that conceal cultivation, he has to practice naturally, others can't see it clearly, what's so strange? Very good, very good, if this son can be my apprentice, he will definitely carry forward my life's swordsmanship. I've decided, I'm going to take him as an apprentice!"

Nangong Jian's eyes were shining, and the look of relief and expectation on his face was clearly revealed.

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