Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

After Wu Fan said that you lost, he had already put away the "Golden Yuan Chongguang", and at the same time threw the "Fast Sword" in his hand into the storage bag, and then threw the Fierce Sun Sword that fell from the sky. He put away the spirit rope. Then he slowly walked back to the edge of the ring.

But at this time, Haoyu had a dull look on his face. He never thought that he would lose. This was also the first game he lost. More importantly, he didn't know why he lost. What kind of magical power was this? My body is so miserable. Thinking of the scene just now, he is still frightened. Before, he seemed to be pressed by a mountain and couldn't stand up. In this case, he could only let others slaughter him. , there is no room for resistance at all. Thinking of this, he stood up slowly and glanced at Wu Fan in the distance. There was no unwillingness or resentment in his eyes, nor was he depressed because he lost the competition, because he knew that he did not lose unfairly, just because The other party is simply too powerful. He picked up the sledgehammer and walked slowly back to the outside.

At this time, Chen Yi, Ling Wei, Xin Yan, Jing Yao, Haoran, including the thousands of disciples sitting on the stage, all looked dumbfounded. They never imagined that things would develop like this, that this situation would actually happen. It was Haoyu who lost. They all seemed to have seen Wu Fan being seriously injured just now, but in the end, Wu Fan stood there intact and pointed at Haoyu with the long sword in his hand. The contrast was really too great. In everyone's eyes, Haoyu just seemed to rush to Wu Fan and kneel down for him, so fast that people didn't even react for a moment.

At this time, Zhou Yu and Bai Xiaowen were also staring at Wu Fan with their mouths open. Their junior brother was too powerful.

"Senior Brother Zhou, pinch me, I seem to be hallucinating. Why did I just see that Haoyu run up to our Junior Brother Wu and kneel down for him?" Bai Xiaowen said and punched Zhou Yu beside him with his arm, but His eyes were looking down.

"Don't touch me. I seem to be hallucinating, just like what you saw."

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Foundation building stage elders area

"What secret technique does this boy practice?"

"I've never seen him before, he shouldn't be from our sect!"

"I think it's a bit like the legendary magical power of the realm, but it's not the same. Its power is much smaller than the legendary realm. This secret technique is okay for the Qi refining period, but if it is used on our existence, it won't be too big. It worked.”

"You're farting, why don't you look at this kid's current level of cultivation? If he reaches the foundation building stage in the future, do you dare to say that you can withstand this secret technique?"

"I want this boy, don't snatch it from me!"

"Hey, Elder Bai, you are thinking well. This kid has this secret skill. It is certain that he will be in the top three. Will he choose you as his master?"

"Hmph, as long as this kid is willing to become my disciple, I will definitely teach him well. He will be able to practice to the eighth level of Qi Refining at a young age. His spiritual root and physique should also be the same. A few decades later, I, "Cuiyun" "Feng" will definitely have a strong person in the foundation building stage appear."

"I'm talking to Elder Bai, look back at everyone. There are quite a few people who have the same idea as you. It seems that this little guy has already become your disciple. It's not certain who he belongs to."

"Hmph, I don't care how you try to snatch this kid away. I'm going to decide on that Haoyu kid. He's the most suitable person to practice my "Qingcang Peak" technique. If I want to be a physical practitioner, there's no other peak to go to."

"I'm telling you, Elder Tieman, no one is trying to snatch that Haoyu boy from you, so you don't have to remind everyone over and over again."

"Hmph, that's best. If anyone dares to compete with me for this Haoyu boy, don't blame me for falling out!"

"Hey, since Senior Brother Tieman has said so, then Lingyun should shamelessly settle on girls Jingyao and Xinyan first."

"I'm talking to Fairy Lingyun, you have already decided on Ling Wei before, so why have you decided on two top ten disciples? Is Miaoyin Peak so short of disciples? Isn't it a bit too much?"

"Oh, Senior Brother Zhou, you wrongly blamed Lingyun. I ordered these two girls for the two Junior Sisters of Miaoyin Peak. I only accept Ling Wei."

"Okay, please stop arguing and wait until the competition is over."

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In the ring, Ling Wei was the first to choose his opponent for the next round. At this time, Ling Wei walked onto the stage, saluted Chen Yi Yingying, and said: "Senior Brother Chen Yi, let me teach you how to control the sword this time. I hope you will." Brother, please be merciful."

"Haha, since Junior Sister wants to challenge me, I won't be ruthless. Junior Sister, please."

"Brother please"

I saw that Ling Wei finally stopped using a magic weapon this time. This time in addition to the long silk ribbon, she also released a long sword. But Chen Yi was still the same. Three flying swords came out at the same time and went straight towards Ling Wei. Ling Wei turned her palm and took out a small shield. With a flick of her wrist, the small shield was thrown by her. Throwing it into the sky, she saw that the small shield was strong in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a huge shield blocking the sky above her. At this time, only one of Chen Yi's three flying swords was left and shot towards the shield. Come on, the remaining two swords were blocked by Ling Wei's long silk and flying sword, and then with a "boom", Chen Yi's last flying sword was also blocked.

In this way, the two men fought so fiercely that it was difficult to tell the winner. As time passed, Ling Wei gradually became weak. After a while, Ling Wei was finally defeated and lost the battle. Contest.

Now among the four people on the stage, only Wu Fan and Chen Yi have never lost a game. Haoyu and Ling Wei have each lost a game. Wu Fan will choose first for the next game.

Wu Fan walked onto the stage and looked at the three people. According to the rules, Chen Yi had just been challenged, so Wu Fan could not choose him. Senior Sister Ling Wei had just fought and her mana was empty. Wu Fan could not bear to challenge her. If he really challenged her, he could not be too aggressive. Wu Fan had no choice but to look at Haoyu. Haoyu was straightforward and said, "I give up!"

Wu Fan shook his head and walked back helplessly, but Ling Wei nodded to him with gratitude.

This match ended like this.

The next match was still for Chen Yi to choose his opponent. He was seen wavering. He could only choose Wu Fan or Ling Wei. Haoyu had just been chosen by Wu Fan, so he could not choose. He really didn't know who to choose. If he chose Ling Wei, they had just competed. If he continued to choose her, it would be a bit embarrassing. And the opponent was a female cultivator. But if he chose Wu Fan, he had no confidence that he could win the competition. There were thousands of disciples watching on the stage, and so many elders were watching. After thinking for a moment, he looked at Wu Fan.

Wu Fan walked towards the stage disapprovingly and said, "Please, Senior Brother Chen Yi."

"Junior Brother Wu is very powerful. I can only go all out. I hope you won't be surprised." Chen Yi smiled at Wu Fan.

When Wu Fan heard this, he was stunned. Could it be that Chen Yi had any other tricks besides the three flying swords?

"It's right for Senior Brother to use all his strength. There's nothing to be surprised about." Wu Fan released the Lieyang Sword after he finished speaking.