Immortal Tribulation

Chapter 36 Winning Nie Dao
The King of Fighters Square has already gathered a lot of people at this time, all the representatives of the four major sects have arrived. When Tian Fan and Li Yunyang came to the competition venue, Zi Ying and Sun Yueying were already standing next to Sun Shennan, and at the same time there were two strangers. The man also stood behind Sun Shennan, with a flat face, quietly looking at the center of the field.

Seeing Tian Fan approaching, Sun Yueying cast a murderous look, while Zi Ying smiled at Tian Fan, apparently having completely forgotten about the previous incident.

"Eldest brother, brother Di."

Li Yunyang walked closer and called out to the two of them.The two turned their heads, smiled and nodded at Li Yunyang, then looked at Tianfan, Li Yunhua in white asked:
"Who is this?"

"A rascal!"

Just as Li Yunyang wanted to introduce, Sun Yueying said angrily.

Tian Fan: "..."

"Uh, I misunderstood, two senior brothers, this is Tian Fan."

Li Yunyang smiled dryly at Sun Yueying, then turned around and introduced to Li Yunhua and Defoe.

"Junior Brother Tianfan, hello, welcome to the Taifu Sect."

Li Yunhua was dressed in white, like a scholar, and smiled at Tianfan. Defoe turned his head, he was dressed in black, looked at Tianfan, just nodded without saying anything.

"Hehe, don't worry about Junior Brother Tianfan, he has always been like this."

Li Yunhua explained to Tianfan.

"No, everyone has their own habits. Tianfan has seen two senior brothers here."

Tian Fan also smiled, gentle and elegant, just like Li Yunhua, and greeted the two of them.

"cough cough"

At this time, a slight cough came from the front, and a slightly old man looked at the people from the four major sects in the audience, and began to announce the competition procedure.

The number of players in each martial art competition is set at five, and the opponents are selected by drawing lots, and then they advance one by one, and finally win the championship.

"The rules are like this. After a stick of incense, the four martial arts will officially start. All the contestants will rush to the competition location and compete. The competition will be judged by the masters of the four martial arts. To ensure fairness and justice, the referee will not be The contestants are masters in the sect, so the four-door martial arts competition is officially opened, and I wish all contestants good results."

After the old man made his announcement, he left, and everyone from the four major sects began to go to the competition venue. The King of Fighters Gate set up a total of four competition points, which are located in the southeast, northwest, and four directions of the King of Fighters Gate Square. The defensive formation, which is a kind of enchantment, prevents the magic from leaking out and hurting the people watching.

In the first competition, Li Yunhua and Tian Fan from Taifu Sect, Li Yunhua's opponent is Chu Yunxuan from Yin Yang Sect, and Tian Fan's opponent is Nie Dao from Feijian Sect.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Tianfan, come on, I believe you can win!"

Li Yunhua smiled and congratulated Tian Fan.

"Senior Brother Li, you are the one. You will definitely win this time."

Tian Fan also smiled.

"It's hard to say. Then Chu Yunxuan is the strongest in the Yuntian Realm, and he has such a precious blade as the Ba Dao. To be honest, I am not sure of winning."

Li Yunhua frowned slightly, his expression a little dignified.

"Hey, brother, believe me, you will definitely win."

Li Yunyang patted Tianfan on the shoulder and said with a wicked smile.Li Yunhua was stunned by the words of the two, before he could figure it out, Tian Fan left and started his own competition.

Originally, Ziying was going to watch Tianfan's game, but Sun Yueying firmly refused to let her go. After a while, only Li Yunyang was going to cheer for Tianfan.

Seeing Tianfan walking towards the ring, Li Yunyang shouted behind him:

"Xiaofan, come on!"

Tian Fan turned his head, smiled at Li Yunyang, and then looked at another cruel man who walked onto the ring.His opponent was a man in Tsing Yi, in his twenties, with a fairly handsome appearance. He was looking at Tian Fan with a calm expression.

"Tianfan of Taifu Sect, please advise."

This is what Li Yunyang taught him to show respect for his opponent.

Seeing Tianfan open his mouth, the man in Tsing Yi on the opposite side also opened his mouth and said:

"Flying Sword Gate Nie Dao, please prepare."

As soon as the words fell, a blue light flew out of his body, coiled around his head, and kept spinning.All around, all the viewers exclaimed:
"Is that the flying sword? So strong!"

"As expected of an outstanding disciple of Feijianmen, it seems that he has practiced the 'sword control' to perfection."

"Amazing!"

The two old men under the competition stage also nodded slightly.

Tian Fan looked at the flying sword above Nie Dao's head, the blue light was flowing, obviously extraordinary, stronger than the brocade-clothed man from the Yin Yang Sect, but he was also at the peak of concentration, it would not be difficult for him to win.

"Attention, I'm coming!"

Nie Dao opened his mouth, and the flying sword above his head whizzed down towards Tianfan. At the same time, Nie Dao stepped on the ground lightly with his right leg and shot towards Tianfan.

Looking at the blue light flying towards him, Tianfan looked flat, and danced lightly with the long sword in his hand. The surrounding aura gathered towards its long sword. He raised his hand and waved the sword, and a dragon-shaped sword wind rushed towards Nie Dao rushed forward.Nie Dao was forced back by the sword wind, and the flying sword in the air slashed back, cutting off the dragon-shaped sword wind from Tianfan.

The two old men in the audience looked surprised. From raising his hand to swinging his sword, Tian Fan's movements were not muddled at all, clean and neat, and unrestrained.

The blue light flying sword returned to the top of Nie Dao's head. At this moment, he associated with the press solemnly, looked at Tian Fan and said in a low voice:
"You are strong!"

"You're not weak either!"

Tianfan answered with a smile.

"Be careful, I'm going to use all my strength next!"

Nie Dao reminded softly, and then the green glow of the flying sword above his head skyrocketed, flying vertically and horizontally in the air, and at the same time Nie Dao moved, a short sword appeared in his hand, his body moved quickly, and countless ghosts and phantoms appeared on the class head , revolving around Tianfan, making it hard to tell which one is the real body and which is the phantom. As Nie Dao's body moves faster and faster, from the outside, Tianfan's figure has disappeared. It was completely covered by Nie Dao's phantom.

"This is? Feijianmen's 'Hundred Changes Phantom', I didn't expect this Nie Dao to have practiced this set of movements to such a level!"

An elder of the King of Fighters said in surprise.

"That's right, the second son's talent is really good. He has trained 'Various Phantom' to such a level. Few people in the same level can match him!"

An elder of the Yin Yang Sect is also Zou Mei, and he is a little worried, after all, such a person is from another sect.

"Haha, I won Feijianmen, Senior Brother Nie has already won!"

A disciple of Feijianmen yelled, very proud.

"The result hasn't come out yet, and it's unclear who will win and who will lose, so stop shouting!"

Seeing that man's appearance, Li Yunyang was very dissatisfied.

"Hmph, then just watch and wait for Senior Brother Nie to beat that man to the ground!"

Another disciple of Feijianmen said disdainfully.

"Then just watch! Xiaofan will definitely win!"

Li Yunyang said, but there was also some worry on his brows. He knew that Tianfan was very strong, but he also knew about Feijianmen's 'Hundred Changes' Phantom.

In the center of the arena, Tian Fan quietly looked at the phantoms all over the sky, his expression was very calm, the long sword in his hand gave off a faint silver light, and suddenly he slashed behind him.

"Ding!"

The short sword of Nie Dao stabbing behind him was clanged by Tian Fan's long sword, and at the same time Tian Fan moved away to avoid the slash of the cyan flying sword from the air.

"How is it possible, it is impossible, he, how could he escape Senior Brother Nie's attack!"

The disciples of Feijianmen all showed surprised expressions, their mouths grew wide, and their faces were full of disbelief.Li Yunyang looked excited.

"This young man?"

Zou Mei, the elder of the King of Fighters Sect, said in a low voice; "It's not easy, it's not easy!"

For the first time, Nie Dao showed a shocking expression, looked at Tianfan, and said:
"Can you see my movement clearly?"

"can not see."

Tian Fan answered truthfully.

"Then how do you know where I'm going to attack?"

Nie Dao was holding a short sword in his right hand, and the flying sword was spinning above his head. He asked softly.

"It's just a feeling!"

Tianfan's faint smile is very elegant, "Various Phantom" is indeed a very powerful movement method, with such a movement method, there are really few people in the same level who can match it, but he has the "heart desire without trace" "Being able to clearly capture Nie Dao's figure is equivalent to Nie Dao moving under his nose, which can be said to be a living target.

"Do you feel it? You are really strong, but I won't admit defeat, just one move, the last move, let's decide the outcome!"

Nie Dao spoke in a low voice.

"Okay, just one move, one move determines the winner!"

Tian Fan spoke.

Both of them looked at each other quietly, Nie Dao's body was full of blue light, and the flying sword above his head was pointed towards the sky. The powerful aura swept all directions, and countless auras gathered from all directions, followed by countless sword lights flashing above his head, and finally Converged into a huge sword pillar.

"Take my strongest blow, the sword will reach the sky!"

Nie Dao sipped softly, and the huge sword light above his head slashed down towards Tianfan with all his strength.

Looking at the cyan sword pillar that was cutting towards him, the long sword in Tianfan's right hand was shining with silver light. There was no gorgeous move, no chic posture, Tianfan raised the long sword high above his head, and then forcefully swing down.

"boom"

There was a loud noise, and the barrier outside the arena vibrated slightly. Nie Dao's body was knocked into the air. At this moment, he was very embarrassed, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he slammed into the barrier outside the ring. If you hit the kill, you will have to drop your cultivation base even if you don't die.

"Brother, be careful! Get out of the way!"

The disciples of Feijianmen outside the field exclaimed.

Nie Dao's face was bitter, and he also wanted to hide, but he was in the air, and he was already seriously injured, unable to use his strength, his face could not help showing a little despair, but at this moment, a white figure suddenly appeared behind him, Caught his body, helped him to land from the air, put one palm on his back, overflowing with divine power, relieving his injury.

"Why are you?"

Looking at Tian Fan who was supporting him and healing him, Nie Dao asked in surprise.

"Hehe, brother Nie, we are just competing, friendship comes first, competition comes second."

Tian Fan said with a smile, and then withdrew his right hand that was resting on Nie Dao's back.

"Thank you."

Nie Dao said softly, struggled to stand up, looked at his two juniors in the audience, then turned his head to look at the two referees calmly, and said loudly:

"Nie Dao, admit defeat!"

(End of this chapter)