Hundred Refinements Ascension Record

After winning two monks in a row, the old man surnamed Gu was smiling all over his face, and put away his spiritual weapon. Although his complexion was slightly pale, his spirit was more vigorous.

Under the guidance of the ancestor of the Xiao family, the old man surnamed Gu sat cross-legged under the square, holding the spirit stone tightly with both hands, trying his best to recover his mana.

After the battle just now, the amount of spiritual power consumed was quite a lot.Driving the secret technique to attack the enemy is extremely sharp, but it is also a huge test for itself.

Three hours later, the old man surnamed Gu opened his eyes and stood up.

Time, to monks, is not so important.When everyone meditates and retreats, once he settles down for a while, there will be days, months, or even years.In just a few hours, no one seemed anxious.

Seeing the old man surnamed Gu standing up again, the ancestor of the Xiao family who presided over the competition lifted the restriction, waiting for other monks to enter the competition.

After the battle just now, all the monks admired the old man surnamed Gu's methods, and those who were ashamed of themselves no longer had the idea of ​​entering the competition, and just waited to see other comrades entering the competition.

"Since there are no comrades entering the arena, let the old man enter the arena, so as not to chill the scene."

After a long time, a hearty voice sounded.Following the voice, a black figure came out from the crowd and shot into the fighting arena.

Qin Fengming watched intently, and found that this old man was the monk surnamed Fang who had been talking to Xiao Chengqi when he left the VIP Pavilion.

Seeing the old man appear on the stage, it immediately attracted many people from the Xiao family to discuss:

"Senior Fang actually appeared on the stage, this match must be exciting."

"Senior Fang made a move, but it would be difficult for Senior Gu to win again."

"That is, within [-] miles around my Honghu Island, whoever does not know the name of Senior Fang, even Piaoyun Valley, will give Senior Fang some face."

Although Qin Fengming didn't know who this old man was, but listening to everyone's discussion, he also judged that this old man must be extremely difficult, but he didn't have much worry about defeating this person.

The old man surnamed Fang stood on the square, first bowed to the ancestor of the Xiao family, and said respectfully: "Junior Fang Bin, I pay my respects to Senior Xiao."

"Hehe, you don't need to be too polite. It's been a long time since I saw my teacher, Ouyang Daoist. How is Ouyang Daoist?"

"Returning to the senior, the master has always been well, and is currently in retreat."

"Well, I haven't seen you in more than ten years. It's not too far away for Ouyang Daoist to break through. Now is not the time to talk. After the competition, let's talk about it in detail."

With a wave of his hand, the ancestor of the Xiao family restrained the words of the monk surnamed Fang, and with a movement of his finger, the restriction was activated.

After the monk surnamed Fang bowed again, he turned and looked at the old man surnamed Gu standing opposite him, with a slight smile on his face, he said:

"Gu Daoyou, I think you and I haven't seen each other for several years. I think Daoyou's supernatural powers are better than before. Let's compete for a while."

With the appearance of the monk surnamed Fang, Gu Jingzhang's face changed, and his expression couldn't stop flickering.Looking at each other for a long time without speaking.After half a stick of incense, Qicai sighed lightly, and said calmly:

"Fang Daoyou, in this competition, Gu took the initiative to admit defeat, and you and I don't have to compete anymore."

Hearing this, the monk surnamed Fang was not very surprised, but smiled slightly, cupped his fists and said: "Gu Daoyou is so generous to Fang, Fang is grateful, thank you Gu Daoyou."

After the monk surnamed Gu finished speaking, he did not stay where he was. After the ancestor of the Xiao family removed the restriction, he quickly flew back to the stands.

Everyone present was surprised when they saw this place.But after thinking about it, I can understand a little bit.

Gu Jingzhang must have suffered some losses at the hands of the monk surnamed Fang. Although his cultivation has improved at this time, he knows that it is difficult to win against the other party, so he voluntarily gave up this time competition.

Gu Jingzhang gave up so easily because he was not sure of defeating the opposite monk surnamed Fang; on the other hand, he had already completed the task assigned by the Xiao family.

The reason for this is to be invited by the Xiao family to use it as a benchmark to test other monks.At this time, someone who is more powerful than himself appears, and he can retreat completely.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Gu took the initiative to admit defeat, the monks sitting here were eager to try again.

Although many people in the crowd knew that they could not defeat the monk surnamed Gu, but they did not show the slightest timidity towards the monk surnamed Fang who stood on the spot.

The key to winning or losing a monk fight is to have the means to restrain the opponent.

Just like the monk surnamed Lu was defeated by Gu Jingzhang just now, but he may not be unable to defeat the monk surnamed Fang in front of him.But he maintained his own identity and no longer appeared on the stage.

A moment later, a monk immediately appeared on the arena.

This person is of medium build, aged around 50 to [-] years old, and cultivated in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.After the two sides saluted each other and reported their names to each other, under the gesture of the ancestor of the Xiao family, they began to use their own methods and fought together.

This fight surprised everyone, only to see that the monk Fang surnamed sacrificed three spiritual weapons one after another, and then stopped making any moves.

Among the three spiritual weapons, one is a defensive treasure.The shape of this object is very strange, it looks like a huge ball with thorns, and in a flash, the monk surnamed Fang is wrapped in it.

There are many thorns of different lengths protruding from the surface of the sphere, the short ones are several feet long, and the long ones are more than ten feet long.Under the high-speed rotation of the ball, it actually wrapped the old man surnamed Fang and hit him directly.

This kind of fight surprised all the Foundation Establishment cultivators present.Such a powerful spiritual weapon opened everyone's eyes.

The cultivator who was fighting with the old man surnamed Fang was astonished, but at the same time, faced with this kind of spiritual weapon, he was also very troubled.Under his vigorous urging of the two spiritual weapons to intercept him, he was unable to effectively intercept him.

The Zhangxu long spikes on the sphere spread all over the surface of the sphere, and under the high-speed rotation, they appeared extremely powerful.When the spirit weapon collided with it, it immediately bounced off to another place.It is difficult to cause too much impact on the ball.

Moreover, under the high-speed rotation of the ball, the speed is extremely fast, even under the full force of the spirit weapon, it is difficult to keep up with it.

In the blink of an eye, a huge thorny ball flew in front of the cultivator. Under the high-speed rotation of the ball, the spiritual power shield of the foundation-builder cultivator failed to resist for a moment before being pierced by its huge spikes.

Upon seeing it, the monk immediately admitted defeat and flew back to the stands.

This spirit weapon was so weird that everyone present didn't know how to deal with it.

But there are many people who want to try to crack it. Three monks came on stage one after another, and each used several methods, but they failed to break this spiritual weapon of the old man surnamed Fang.

This made all the foundation-building monks present speechless, thinking that the old man surnamed Fang could be shortlisted with this spiritual weapon, but an old man wearing a linen gown left the crowd and flew to the arena.

This person's face was gloomy, and there was a gloomy and cold aura from his body. He was undoubtedly a monk of the magic way.