Otherworldly monster-level monster

The next day

Lan Xuanjie, Lan Ao, Lan Lin.When Ling Jinjiang came to Doosan, there were obviously a lot fewer people this time. .

They found a place to sit down and waited for the big game to come.

I waited bored, looking at the contestants, some of them looked very eye-catching.One of them was wearing gray clothes, but he carried four swords on his back. Those four swords were very eye-catching, and they were purple.blue.black and red.Moreover, the sword body is engraved with very gorgeous patterns, and there is no scabbard, giving people an incompatible sense of deterrence.

The second one is dressed in blue clothes. The most surprising thing is that he actually floats in mid-air. To fly or float, you need to be able to fly or float, but you need to be able to fly. Only those who have a lot of comprehension in the wind system can fly. The first few things are impossible, and it should be the last person with a strong wind system.

Then there was another man, that man had delicate features and a sense of nobility.There was a whip beside him, and there were actually two blue dragon patterns on the whip, which were clearly visible, and there was a girl beside him, talking and laughing with a man holding a blue sword.

What I saw afterwards was a fat man in golden clothes, with small eyes, but big bags under his eyes, and they were slightly dark. This man was Yang Haoquan who made a rash move that day.

At this time, the two old men flew into the air and said, "Welcome everyone to join Canglong Academy, and this time the top [-] can join the inner sect. This time is a knockout round. Please go to the arena with your own name written on it, and defeat the other opponent immediately." Can. 'Another old man said,'The rule is that you can't kill the other party, so stop here.Spirit beasts are not allowed. 'If the game cannot be completed within one hour, it shall be a failure'

I quickly found the arena with my name written on it, and saw that there was already a man on it. The man was holding a stick. When he saw me on the stage, he bowed, "Down with me, Zhang Shan," Zhang San, and I will return Li Si.

'Lan Xuanjie' finished speaking and started. He raised his stick and struck. It seems that he is a pure martial artist. One level, a monk has a defense comparable to that of a master] 'Interesting' I hit a three-turn Fire Control Jue, although he has a master-level defense, but I am already a master-level defense, and he blocked it with his body . . .

He came out of the fire and looked at me angrily, unable to believe that his body couldn't resist the flames.

He yelled 'Shocking Stones to Crack the Ground', and the stick hit the ground continuously, and the underground stones flew towards me, and the surface of those stones was actually covered with a layer of soil. It seems that he is an earth-type martial artist.

I used the wooden wall to resist the stones, but the stones seemed to come continuously, and it took 10 minutes to stop.

It seems that Zhang San and Li Si's physical strength is exhausted. I was just about to use the Xinmu Jue when he spoke.

'I surrender'

This is also because of his bad luck, when Lan Xuanjie's master-level defense met Lan Xuanjie's master-level attack, his strongest stunt was broken, and he didn't have much physical strength left, so he had to admit defeat.

The others were also promoted smoothly, the only one was Lan Ao, his unlucky opponent turned out to be Lan Lin. . .Lanlin used the restraint in attributes to win the victory.

Everyone took a break, and the two old men flew into the sky again and said, "The losers please leave by themselves, but you have already qualified to enter Canglong Academy with your hands." '

Another said, "Those who have succeeded, please find your name again and continue to challenge." . . . . .

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