1091: C1091 2nd floor dueling platform

C1091 2nd floor dueling platform

"How is this possible? Senior Brother Lu would actually lose to a disciple from a low-level sect in the Dongxuan! "1

Looking at Lu Zifeng, who had admitted defeat, in the light screen, many disciples of Yue Xiang Zong had faces of shock, because the victory they had imagined did not appear. Instead, under Long Bufan's suppression, their senior, Lu Zifeng, was completely at a disadvantage.

As for the elders and sect masters from the upper echelons of the sects, they were all silent, their gazes were serious as they stared at Long Bufan's figure on the light screen. They never thought that such a powerful junior would appear in the Dongxuan, regardless of whether it was in terms of strength or intelligence, they were all astounding, and even their sect's most outstanding disciple, Lu Zifeng, was unable to obtain any benefits from their hands.

Having lived to their age, their experience was naturally not shallow. From the confrontation just now, they could all tell that Long Bufan had not used his full strength, and had quite a few methods. It could be said that Lu Zifeng admitting defeat of his own volition was the wisest choice.

Otherwise, if he was seriously injured or his flesh was killed, the situation would probably be even worse for those martial artists who had two more chances to get promoted. One could imagine the final result, which would mean that their Yue Xiang Zong was at the bottom of the rankings.

Thus, even though admitting defeat this time was a bit embarrassing, but in order to consider the overall situation, it was also a smart idea.

Just as everyone in Yue Xiang Zong was feeling depressed, on the other side, there was a burst of happiness, and cheers for Long Bufan's successful first round of the competition.

"It's only been a few months, and Long Bufan has clearly grown quite a bit. I wonder what level he can climb to in the Hundred Sect Battlestage?"

Looking at Long Bufan who was inside the golden holographic projection, Sect Master Ying Yuanzi's eyes slowly became serious, and unlike the others, he was not filled with joy.

This was because he knew that he would be able to smoothly pass through the first round. However, he might encounter a truly troublesome enemy next.

After all, the first round was a random encounter, and their strength was uneven. However, those who could advance to the second stage or even higher, stage s, would definitely be the cream of the crop among these geniuses.

As a result, as one continued to climb to higher levels of the platform, the opponents one met would also become stronger!

In fact, if Long Bufan was unluckier and met with the super sect disciples who had the highest chance of winning, encountering the genius, it would probably end up as an extremely intense battle.

"I wonder who his next opponent will be?"

Ying Yuanzi's gaze turned towards the other dozens of light screens. Within the holographic projection, the images of the other participants were reflected, and most of the projections were from the stage.

The two protector elders, Cang and Hong Lie, who were to the side, also stared fixedly at the screen of light in the sky. Their slightly furrowed brows displayed the nervousness in their hearts.

"Weng ?!"

At this time, within the stage where Long Bufan was at, following Lu Zifeng's surrender, a golden door suddenly appeared in midair, and slowly opened.

"I've advanced to the second level huh."

Seeing that, Long Bufan took a deep breath, without further hesitation, he jumped up from the ground and flew towards the opened golden door.

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