Phi-Fic Chapter 564 Mr. Lan
Chapter 564 Mr. Lan
"However, the rules of the competition are different from before. All your numbers will be invalid, and then you will draw lots to decide your opponents in the next competition!"
Elder Tang's voice sounded slowly.
Following Tang Lao's voice fell.
The numbers in the sky disappeared immediately, replaced by eight new bamboo sticks.
There will also be new numbers appearing on the sticks.
"I'll come first!"
Ye Qingfeng couldn't wait any longer, whoever flew up first, jumped tens of meters in height, grabbed one of the bamboo sticks, and then returned to the original position.
Those in the southwest division also got up one after another.
In the end, it was Yang Laoba and Zhao Sen who took the last two bamboo sticks.
Elder Tang smiled, and waved his arm lightly again.
The light curtain in the sky dissipated directly, completely disappearing in front of everyone.
"There are only four numbers on these eight bamboo sticks, from number one to number four. This is also the order in which you will play. Now the one who draws the number one will stand up!"
Elder Tang said.
Zhao Sen looked down at his bamboo stick.
Above is a three.
That's the third one coming out.
Soon, number one stood up.
It's from the Southwest Division.
The other turned out to be from the Southwest Division.
Both of them are Nascent Soul Tenfold, and their cultivation bases are quite the same.
This makes it interesting for everyone.
Let's see if they will fight to the death, or give in at the end.
Standing on the ring, the two were obviously stunned a lot.
Then he took a deep breath and prepared to do it.
Just then.
A ferocious elemental force fell from the sky and directly enveloped everyone. This almost terrifying aura made everyone's expressions change drastically.
Even Ye Qingfeng and Yang Laoba had deep fear and panic in their eyes.
Zhao Sen frowned.
The energy in the whole body seemed to be frozen under this breath, unable to move at all.
Wu Yuanbao opened his eyes even wider, looking at a loss.
Fortunately, there was no hostility in this breath, and it disappeared soon after it appeared, replaced by a figure in a blue gown, slowly falling from the sky.
In the end, it landed on the jury seat.
At this moment, Jiang Han hurriedly got up with Deputy Governor Zhou beside him, and bowed down facing the figure.
"Mr. Lan!"
The same is true for people in the Southwest Division around.
They dare not show the slightest disrespect to the visitor, because this is a person from Longmen Headquarters, and they are much stronger than them in terms of status and cultivation.
"Sit down, I'm just here to watch the game."
The visitor waved his hands at the crowd and said casually.
Everyone nodded in agreement and sat down again.
But there is an inexplicable sense of nervousness in my heart. After all, being stared at by a master of refining gods, anyone will be a little nervous.
"The game continues!"
"You can start!"
Elder Tang's performance was relatively calm, and he said to the two people on the ring.
Both of them subconsciously nodded and agreed, and then quickly started to attack. The cultivation bases of the two were about the same, but they were not weak. They fought dozens of moves in a row, and neither could do anything to the other.
The battle has begun to stalemate.
"Brother Sen, there really is a master of refining gods coming to Longmen."
Wu Yuanbao's eyes fell on that Mr. Lan, as if he wanted to see the difference between the god refining realm and their Nascent Soul cultivator.
But after looking at it for a long time, I didn't find any difference at all.
Instead, Mr. Lan looked at him in turn, and the energy in his body was about to freeze.
"It is indeed refining the gods. Yuanying can't do the step of concentrating Yuanli at all. No matter who looks at him, he can perceive it, and the power of the soul is even stronger."
Zhao Sen didn't care.
Although this Mr. Lan is a god of cultivation, he is only in the early stage of his cultivation, at most no more than two major realms.
To Zhao Sen, this was nothing at all.
He wants to improve his cultivation base, and even if it is a matter of refining gods, it is not difficult.
"No wonder, when he glanced at me, I felt like the energy in my body was going to be frozen."
Wu Yuanbao said with lingering fear.
"Don't worry, you don't need to compete, you just need to sit here and watch." Zhao Sen said with a smile.
Wu Yuanbao nodded in agreement.
The battle situation on the field began to change again.
The two kept colliding in the confrontation, and they used the ten-fold Yuanli of the Nascent Soul to the extreme, but they still couldn't do anything to each other, and on the contrary, they were all panting from exhaustion.
The consumption in the body is huge.
This scene made Mr. Lan, who was sitting in the jury seat, shake his head.
Obviously, this competition did not arouse any interest in him.
During the stalemate, the cultivation base of one of them suddenly broke out, from the tenth level of the Nascent Soul to the peak of the tenth level of the Nascent Soul, with the force of the outside body.
It directly shook the opponent to the edge of the ring.
And then punched out.
With a series of sonic booms, it directly hit the opponent's chest, blasting his whole body into the air, and his body fell heavily to the ground.
That's the end of the first match.
In fact, there is nothing to watch at all. The only thing that can be seen is the opponent's breakthrough in cultivation at the last moment.
"In the second competition, the person holding the number two will compete on stage!"
Elder Tang said to the crowd.
The people who took the stage this time were people from the southwest division and Ye Qingfeng.
The result can be imagined.
Ye Qingfeng won easily. He was at the peak of the Nascent Soul's tenth level, and with his own pure energy, the person from the southwest division had no power to fight back.
In the third round soon, it was Zhao Sen's turn.
His opponent is also a master in the Southwest Division, the peak of the Nascent Soul Tenth Layer.
In the eyes of everyone, Zhao Sen had reached this point at most, because the strength of the opponent was a realm stronger than him, and even if they fought, they would have no power to fight back.
"Deputy Zhao, your cultivation is indeed very strong, but in the Southwest Division, it is not possible to get to the end with just a Nascent Soul Tenth Layer."
The Nascent Soul Ten-Layer peak in the southwest division is called Jia Zheng.
It can be regarded as a relatively strong presence in the southwest division in this competition.
"The Nascent Soul's ten-layer peak will be able to go to the end?"
Zhao Sen asked lightly.
Didn't take him seriously at all.
What about the peak of the Nascent Soul Ten Layer?
Even if his cultivation does not break through, he will not be afraid.
"At least it's a little farther than Yuanying Shizhong. We are in the third round, so let's settle the battle as soon as possible." Jia Zheng said.
In the words, Zhao Sen was not regarded as an opponent at all.
Zhao Sen immediately sneered: "It's the best, you go first."
"Ok?"
Jia Zheng was slightly taken aback.