Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

"Meteor Shower!"

The Genuine Qi madly rushed towards the spear, the light becoming more and more intense, and even the space began to tremble.

When he saw Yun Fan brandishing his fist again, An Yongqiang was not only not happy but his expression became even more serious.

He could feel the thick, firm strength radiating from his fist. At the same time, he could also feel the wanton whistling of the wind.

The Intention of Earth and the Intention of Wind, Xu Jin was previously sent flying by this kind of punch.

He channeled all the power of the Genuine Qi into the long spear and fiercely pierced his fist. With a loud explosion, An Yongqiang was sent flying backward.

Swish

He had to retreat more than a dozen steps before he could stabilize himself with great difficulty. Turning around to look, he saw that a foot from behind had already stepped on the edge of the arena.

"Aiya!"

Amidst everyone's astonished gaze, An Yongqiang suddenly staggered and fell off the stage.

"F * * k, so shameless!"

"This is too fake right? If you want to admit defeat, just say so."

The low disciples shouted, and even Yun Fan did not expect the other party to be so direct.

"Tsk, what do you know? This is not shameless, this is a strategy! "

Not only was An Yongqiang not ashamed, he even heaved a long sigh.

Although he was slightly injured by the shock, compared to Nangong Waner and Xu Jin, it was like the sky and the earth!

The other stages were already over, and the victors were Baili Wuhen, Feng Hun and an elite disciple. As long as it wasn't Yun Fan and Baili Wuhen, the ones remaining would definitely be Yun Fan and Baili Wuhen.

At that time, no matter if it's him challenging Feng Hun or another elite disciple, he would have more than fifty percent confidence in winning.

"Alright, let's continue. The earlier it ends, the more time you'll have to train. It will be beneficial to you all for participating in the Dragon Ranking's battle. "

Liu Wenzhu said, and the drawing of lots started again.

Feng Hun looked at the number two in his hands, and could not help but look at Yun Fan.

This guy seems to have arrived home twice today. It can't be that he's still going through the second round, right?

Even though he did not want to fight with Baili Wuhen, he also did not want to fight with Yun Fan. The best would be to fight with another elite disciple. This way, he would be able to enter the top three. Even if he faced An Yongqiang's challenge, he would still have the strength to fight back.

Yun Fan still did not move, but when Feng Hun turned to look at Stage One, his body could not help but sway.

On stage number 1, Baili Wuhen and another elite disciple had already gone up.

The heck, if not for Zhang Xuan personally witnessing the matter, he would have believed that the other party was cheating.

He had drawn 2 every three times. Did he dare to draw 2 more?

Feng Hun had collapsed, but An Yongqiang, who was watching the battle from the bottom of his lower back, was so excited that he clenched his fists tightly.

As long as Feng Hun received a punch from Yun Fan, he would be one of the three spots. Just as he was overwhelmed with excitement, he heard Yun Fan's voice.

"If you admit defeat, then I won't go up!"

An Yongqiang staggered and glared at Yun Fan fiercely.

If Feng Hun admitted defeat immediately, then Feng Hun would fight with another elite disciple. Whether or not Baili Wuhen would be able to survive in this battle.

Even if he was still alive, it wouldn't consume Feng Hun's strength. When the time came, his chances of winning would be even lower.

The heck, you did it on purpose, right?

If I can't admit defeat, how can he?

Feng Hun did not expect Yun Fan to say that, and smiled at him: "Many thanks, I admit defeat!"

There were a total of three slots, so there was no need to compete with the victors anymore. Yun Fan ended the competition early, and the other elite disciple was killed by Baili Wuhen.

"Alright, this time, the three remaining contestants are Baili Wuhen, Yun Fan and Feng Hun. If you want to challenge them now, then come forward. However, before you come out, think clearly about the consequences. "

Hearing Liu Wenzhu's words, An Yongqiang started to hesitate. Feng Hun was in his best condition, he had no confidence at all. If he lost, he would die!

"Yun Fan, tell me the truth, are you targeting our direct disciple?"

An Yongqiang hesitated for a moment before he walked in front of Yun Fan.

Actually, he wasn't the only one thinking this. All of the direct disciples thought the same. From the moment Yun Fan entered the arena, the disciples who were the most promising to enter the top three were kicked out one by one.

If Yun Fan was really targeting the direct disciple, then it would be useless even if he went up. Because it was very likely that Yun Fan had arranged this to happen.

If he defeated Feng Hun, Feng Hun would challenge Yun Fan. If Yun Fan admitted defeat and challenged him again, it would be a tragedy.

"No, I don't even know a direct disciple, how can I target him? Furthermore, so many disciples are watching us, it has always been me getting scolded, alright? "

Yun Fan did not think too much into it. Although Su Mingliang had asked him to teach the direct disciple a lesson, he was only here according to the rules of the competition.

"Actually, I think it's best if you don't challenge me anymore? Think about it, even if you win? How can you not get hurt? If you are injured, why are you participating in the battle of Dragon Ranking?

Furthermore, you can only challenge Feng Hun, which means that he is also unable to participate in the battle of Dragon Ranking. That is to say, no matter what the outcome will be, it will be of no benefit to the sect. "

He naturally knew of this, and Yun Fan had also given him some face. Otherwise, he would lose his life if he said he lost.

"Alright, since there is no challenge, then let's do it. Tomorrow, I will bring you all to the Imperial City. "

After Liu Wenzhu finished speaking, everyone began to disperse.

Yun Fan didn't think much of it and immediately returned to the Outer Peak. Looking at the courtyard, Wang Dashan and Leng Feng's tightly shut door nodded slightly.

The strength of the two wasn't bad, but his progress was too fast.

The disciples of the sect seemed to know that he was going to train and no one would bother them for even a day. Within the Holy Land of Fox Clan, his Spiritual Power had already risen to the Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage.

From directly raising his Seventh Level of Congenital Stage to Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage, he had instantly crossed seven stages. This was also the main reason why he was on good terms with Fox Clan.

According to Qing Feng's thoughts, he could cultivate Genuine Qi now. After all, the ninth level of the Divine Bone Transformation was only around the level of Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage.

Yun Fan was not in a hurry to level up the Genuine Qi. Instead, he used one day to consolidate the Spiritual Power.

The current Spiritual Power was much smaller than before, but it was much more solid. Before, it had looked like a fog, but now, it had congealed into a fog. The Spiritual Power spread out and enveloped the surrounding six to seven hundred meters. It was difficult for even the slightest movement to escape his detection.

Eh, why is she here? Could he be here to cause trouble?

At the entrance of the small courtyard, Nangong Waner pushed open the door, with eyes filled with anger, she bit her lips, obviously trying to suppress the anger in her heart.

After hesitating for a moment, he suddenly grabbed the washbowl in the courtyard and filled it with water before placing it on the stone table in the courtyard.

"I am willing to admit defeat. From today onwards, you are my master. Young master, wake up. This servant will help you wash up! "