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Volume 1: The Road to Immortality Chapter 126: Competition (8)

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    "Long Yuyang was extremely arrogant. Not only did he make provocative remarks before competing with me, but he was vicious during the competition. He also openly shouted after winning that the Feitian Sect's Qi-gathering monks were just mediocre people. At that time, many fellow sects wanted to teach him a lesson.  He was just stopped by Patriarch Taiqing. It was really unlucky. In the last round of competition, Junior Brother Hua Nanting encountered this person, and in this round of competition, I encountered this person. It¡¯s just that I failed to win, otherwise I would definitely be able to promote my Feitian Sect.  Reputation!" Gong Changfeng said angrily.

    "Long Yuyang is so arrogant and vicious. I really need to teach this person a lesson if I have the chance." Feng Fan suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart and said with a cold look on his face.

    "What junior brother said is absolutely true." Gong Changfeng smiled bitterly and nodded, saying somewhat helplessly.

    "Senior brother, how is the battle situation with Senior Sister Duan from my faction?" Feng Fan seemed to have remembered something and asked in a change of tone.

    "Fortunately, Senior Sister Duan defeated her opponent and entered the third round of competition with you. In this way, two of my disciples entered the top eight. The leader and other ancestors are very satisfied with everyone." Gong Changfeng stiffly said  A rare smile appeared on his face.

    On the second day, the four stone platforms at the top of the Feitian Sect were surrounded by monks.  As the competition progressed, the fight became more and more intense.  After all, as the competition progresses, the participating monks become more and more outstanding, and the magical weapons and talismans in their hands, as well as the exercises and spells they practice, become more magical, which makes the competition more exciting.

    Today¡¯s competition is for the top eight to compete for the top four, so the four competitions are held simultaneously on four stone platforms. After the eight Qi-gathering monks draw lots, they stand on a stone platform with their opponents according to the results.

    Feng Fan still looked calm, with an extremely relaxed look on his face.

    Standing opposite him was a young woman in her twenties.  This woman has flowing black hair, cherry-red lips, beautiful eyes like water, and compelling aura. She is dressed in pink clothes that rustle in the mountain wind.  She carried a long sword behind her, and the sword exuded a faint domineering aura.

    "Jinshigu Qianzitong." The girl in pink glanced at the ordinary-looking Feng Fan standing opposite her and said lightly.

    "Feng Fan from Feitian Sect." Feng Fan said loudly.

    Qian Zitong pulled out the long sword behind her with her backhand, and a white cold light spread out.

    Feng Fan moved his right hand in the void, and a spear appeared in his hand, creating waves of strong wind.  The jet-black spear exuded a strong domineering energy, and balls of blue flames suddenly appeared, surrounding the spear.

    Qian Zitong raised one hand, the flying sword trembled, and then shot out.  Feng Fan suddenly swung one hand forward at the same time, and the spear turned into a blue light and flew out.  Under Feng Fan's urging, the spear burst into flames.

    When the white cold light and the blue flame met, it was like thunder falling from the sky, exploding directly, blooming with a dazzling light.

    The blue and white light flashed non-stop, and the clanging sound of gold and iron clashing resounded throughout the fields. Countless afterimages burst out and swept away in all directions.  As the two people's true energy quickly poured out, their swords and spears fought fiercely.

    Qian Zitong screamed, and the light around the sword rapidly expanded, rushing towards the spear blooming with blue flames.  An overwhelming force emerged and surged forward.

    The swords and spears collided more fiercely, making a deafening sound like thunderbolts. At the same time, they emitted countless rays of shocking brilliance, and the sound was extremely powerful.  The spear moved back under the attack of the long sword, getting closer and closer to Feng Fan, and the blue flames on it gradually extinguished.

    Many monks from the Feitian Sect under the stone platform were secretly sweating for Feng Fan, but Qian Zitong showed a look of contempt.

    Feng Fan's heart sank. It seemed that his opponent not only had superb cultivation, but also did not consume much real energy in the first two games. Or maybe the monks in Jinshi Valley provided him with enough crystal jade to recover quickly, so  The opponent is extremely powerful at this time.

    With a sudden change of mind, Feng Fan waved his right hand, and a powerful force of true energy was waved out with his right hand. It seemed like a huge vortex suddenly emerged, completely covering the spear.  The spear glowed brightly and turned red, like a burning fire snake.  Thousands of rays of light rose into the sky, all covering the flying sword ahead.

    The flying sword stopped moving forward. As if forced by the powerful counterattack of the spear, the two top-quality magic weapons once again stood in a stalemate and fought together.

    The true energy of the two people poured into their magical weapons like a stormy wave, and the sky was filled with the collision of magical weapons, spiritual power and various rays of light.  The competition was so fierce just after it started, which surprised many of the monks watching.

    "The opponent was actually able to exert a strength equivalent to that of an initial-level monk in the early stage of foundation building!" Qian Zitong's face showed an extremely solemn look, and it was no longer as relaxed as it was at the beginning, because in the process of fighting Feng Fan with a magic weapon  Qian Zitong finally understood the strength of Feng Fan.??.

    Under the stone platform, a middle-aged monk in brown clothes not far from Master Huanyue gently touched his chin and frowned slightly.  This person is Li Shengtian, the master of Jinshi Valley, and he seems to be a little worried about Qian Zitong.

    The two top-quality magic weapons, the sword and the spear, suddenly separated and flew back into their hands.  Qian Zitong's expression was extremely solemn, and the white light of the sword in her hand also dimmed a lot.  The red light on the spear in Feng Fan's hand was still dazzling, looking extremely strange.

    Qian Zitong waved her sword, and white halos appeared around the sword.  Qian Zitong's body swayed and brought out an afterimage, suddenly disappeared from the place, and appeared in front of Feng Fan like lightning in a very short period of time.

    Qian Zitong¡¯s jade hand waved, and the long sword struck Feng Fan fiercely.  A mighty force burst out from the long sword, and dazzling brilliance was scattered in all directions. Senhan's murderous intent swept towards Feng Fan overwhelmingly, causing the sky and the earth to lose color and the void to tremble.

    Feng Fan held the spear in his hand horizontally in front of him, and in an instant, a pillar of several feet thick was formed in front of Feng Fan.  With a loud noise, a huge wave was caused.

    The red and white light and true energy that shot out were scattered everywhere, swarming towards the surroundings like a raging sea fighting against each other, causing bursts of trembling in the ban.  If it weren't for the strong restriction around the stone platform, the onlookers might also be affected.

    Feng Fan and Qian Zitong's bodies retreated sharply back at the same time. After a moment, they stopped.

    Qian Zitong¡¯s face turned cold and she launched another attack without hesitation.  Feng Fan still used his spear to form a pillar to resist. With the fierce collision of the two magic weapons, and with bursts of harsh sounds, the stone platform also suffered a huge impact, stirring up a lot of stone powder, and some of them actually appeared on it.  Minor cracks.
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