162: C162 One Move to Determine Victory!

C162 One Move to Determine Victory!

"Lee Chun, it's pointless for us to continue fighting. You know that I still have a mission to complete after I'm dressed like this. "I say, let's settle this with one last move. " What do you think? " After Zhao Ritian finished speaking, the blue blade in his hand became even deeper and emitted an incomparably demonic radiance.

He could feel the strange aura within a radius of dozens of meters.

Zhang Fann nodded as well. And the scarlet glow behind him was even more intense. An incomparably huge Sparrow Roc was crying in the air.

"This, this is a great Peng?" Below the arena, there were already people who began to sigh with emotion.

No, this wasn't a great roc, this was a medicinal Sparrow Roc, and also a branch of the great roc. It's just that the medicinal Sparrow Roc's cultivation isn't able to reach the great roc's level. " There were still people who knew what it was.

Zhang Fann looked at Zhao Ritian and felt that the powerful aura of the Sparrow Roc Technique he used was actually split apart by this blue sharp blade. The Sparrow Roc Technique he used had been cut apart at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The blue light blade in Zhao Ritian's hand was drawn towards Zhang Fann's face in an extremely distorted manner.

Zhang Fann's expression changed. The Sparrow Roc Technique on his back no longer condensed medicinal Spiritual Forces. Powerful fire elements pervaded the air. In the sky, the blue and scarlet multicolored light intertwined.

Boundless fire elements soared into the sky. Waves of fire surged into the sky, burning every student nearby.

Elder Yin, who was at the Soul Guidance Stage realm, was swallowed by these waves of fire. He kept retreating.

Blue flames streaked across the sky. In an instant, the Sparrow Roc's cry became miserable.

The fire waves rolled wildly. With a 'Hua' sound, the flames dissipated. Like an explosion, the clouds scattered in all directions.

Everyone's eyes quietly stared at the scene. Two figures suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

One held a blade and stood there with an imposing appearance.

The other stood there quietly. Around his body, a faint water ring barrier slowly revolved. However, in the center of the protective barrier, there was a large hole. Zhang Fann's chest was also bleeding. It seemed that the winner had been decided.

Zhang Fann shook his head sadly. "I didn't expect your spiritual artifact to be so powerful. It can even break through the absolute defense!" After saying that, he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Behind the arena, the old man and the middle-aged man revealed a satisfied smile. The result of this match was exactly what they had hoped for.

Below the arena, a wave of excited cheers sounded, congratulating Zhao Ritian on his victory.

Of course, there were also a few people who cursed in their hearts. They were all blaming Zhang Fann for not summoning a spirit beast to sign a contract. Otherwise, it was really possible for them to win. Now that they had lost their crystals, they must be unhappy.

Suddenly, Zhao Ritian's originally smiling face showed a touch of despair. He spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground. The old man's expression changed. He looked at Zhao Ritian again. His knees were still bent. In the next moment, he fell to his knees with a plop.

The noisy scene quieted down. No one knew what had happened.

In Zhang Fann's body, the Myriad Source Dao Spell was circulating crazily, restoring his strength.

The surrounding air was also moving slowly due to the rapid circulation of the Myriad Source Dao Spell. No one could see it, but as long as one reached the Mahayana Stage realm, they would be able to sense the Spiritual Force of heaven and earth. Naturally, they would be able to see it as well.

The old man even spat out four words, "Myriad Source Dao Spell!"

On the side, everyone's eyes were wide open.

Clearly, they had quite a good understanding of the Myriad Source Dao Spell.

"Father, don't you see it. The Myriad Source Dao Spell had not appeared for many years. Of course, other than that genius." On the side, the middle-aged man hurriedly asked.

That won't happen. My grandson's loss today wasn't unjustified. The bloodline of the Zhang family has been very strong since the ancient times, and that genius has a very powerful supreme bloodline. His cultivation level in the Spiritual Force is several times higher than ordinary people. Even if this kid didn't have a supreme bloodline, It wasn't that far off either. A Shackles Stage Second Layer had such a cultivation base. If he could reach the Mahayana Stage realm in the future, In fact, he might even become a Mahayana Stage warrior. He would even be able to climb to a higher place. The old man stroked his beard and calmly analyzed. Although his voice wasn't loud, But they could hear it clearly from behind the ring.

"Father, what should we do now?" The middle-aged man asked.

"There are only two choices for such people. The first is to kill them without revealing any traces. The second is to rope them in and leave no room for negotiation." After saying that, the old man turned his gaze to the side.

The middle-aged couple also smiled. The man cupped his hands and said, "Elder Zhao is right. The appearance of this young man is definitely the glory of Wang City. How could he have the intention to kill him? I believe that Elder Zhao is also trying his best to win him over." After saying that, the man laughed as well.0

The old man did not think much of it. He smiled indifferently and stroked his beard. Then, he said, "That's for the best."

At this moment, Liu Ping also gave him a look. Elder Yin immediately reacted and walked to the two of them. He looked at Zhao Ritian and said to him, "Can we continue?"

Zhao Ritian shook his head. His four limbs had already become numb. Zhang Fann's cultivation base in the flames was at least at the Sixth Layer of Shackles Stage realm. The crazy lightning had almost caused him to collapse. He couldn't believe that a mere Shackles Stage Second Layer could be this abnormal.

At this moment, Elder Yin raised Zhang Fann's hand and said to everyone, "The second round of the top four, the one who advanced, Lee Chun!"

The crowd was silent at first, then they immediately started to celebrate.

Those who thought they had lost were even crazier. If it wasn't for the rules of the competition, they would have lost. They were afraid that they wouldn't be able to stop themselves from kissing Zhang Fann. This feeling of losing something and losing something was something that they would never get back. It made them unable to calm down for a long time. Who would have thought that... The man had won the match without even using a signed spirit beast. It seemed like... It seemed that he was also the winner of this competition.

In the next round, Zhang Fann's odds rose sharply!

Wang Xuelee, who was watching from below the stage, fell into deep thought. She originally thought that she would fight Zhao Ritian to determine the victor, but she did not expect that even Zhao Ritian would lose now. Furthermore, he lost to such a kid who was younger than her. She really did not dare to believe it.

But the truth was placed in front of her, and she had to accept it.

At this time, a servant dressed as a servant walked over and lowered his head to whisper into Wang Xuelee's ear. She did not know what to say.

Wang Xuelee's expression changed. Although she was very unwilling, she still nodded.

Looking towards the arena, Wang Xuelee clenched her fists even tighter.

After the cheers, Elder Yin announced, "Four hours later, at three in the afternoon, the championship competition will be held!"

With the support of a few students, Zhang Fann walked into the lounge.

The lounge was a closed space. However, there was air circulation.

Zhang Fann had just entered his meditation when the wounds on his body were almost healed. At this moment, someone knocked on the door. Zhang Fann was about to open the door when someone came uninvited.

The person who came was Wang Xuelee. Her face was gloomy and she was a little unhappy. Her slightly decent facial features were surrounded by the heroic spirit of a man. When she saw Zhang Fann meditating, she closed the door.

"What are you doing here? See if I'm dead or not?" Zhang Fann did not have a good impression of Wang Xuelee. She might have defeated Caiyun this morning and humiliated her.

However, Zhang Fann's words did not make Wang Xuelee angry. Instead, he smiled at Zhang Fann, "I can tell you why you were suddenly poisoned during the competition today." Wang Xuelee's words were like a needle that stabbed into Zhang Fann's nerves. Zhang Fann could not help but raise his head to look at this woman.

"Okay. Are you going to tell me?" Zhang Fann asked.

Wang Xuelee shook her head and smiled strangely. "No, I'm not going to tell you. I just want you to know. Someone is playing with you. Furthermore, this person is someone you trust very much. " Zhang Fann did not take Wang Xuelee's words seriously.

"I thought you were going to tell me some secret, but it turns out it is just something unimportant. What, you don't have confidence in the afternoon competition? Come over and shake my mood? I'm only a Shackles Stage Second Layer, what are you worried about?

Wang Xuelee laughed and frowned. "Do you really think I'm afraid of you? You can defeat Zhao Ritian, but that doesn't mean you can defeat me. Besides, I won't use such a lousy tactic. " I also know that your name isn't Lee Chun. Your name is Zhang Fann. I know all the secrets of your Zhang family. " Wang Xuelee was about to leave after she finished speaking. However, he suddenly turned around and looked at Zhang Fann. "Right," he said. I almost forgot to tell you about the match in the afternoon. I'm not going on stage again. "You don't have to worry. The first place is yours."

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