super hate ring

Chapter 310 Big Competition 2
"Chong"

With a metallic sound, the vajra stick hit Baixue's iron sword. Baixue was probably also surprised by the sudden situation, distracted, and Jingfan knocked the iron sword away with a stick.

Everyone heaved a sigh of relief, the bloody scene was finally coming to an end, and Bai Xue was about to admit defeat.

But the next scene stunned everyone, only to hear the "bang" sound of the steel rod falling to the ground, Monk Jingfan threw the Vajra stick directly, and punched Baixue with a fist, Baixue's instinct was right, and she also responded with a punch Quiet meal.

Jingfan yelled "Ah", his body flew upside down, and rolled off the ring. With the dull sound of landing, all the fighters were startled. Lin Zifang, Zhang Mo, Jiang Shuiyue and others all stood up, looking at watching this scene.

"Still Water Gate, Bai Xue wins."

"Is junior sister possessed by a god?" Zhang Xueting asked with her mouth open.

"Bai Xue from Nanguo Temple." The elder beside him said silently.

"Let?" The other disciples of the Jingshuimen are unbelievable. In the Shennongjia Grand Competition, no sect or disciple will give in. For ancient warriors, cultivation is everything, and the quota of Xiaofangshan is a one-year promotion for warriors. resource.

No sect is willing to give in, and no sect is stupid enough to give in. Even if the Lin family is the only one, if they dare to deliberately sabotage the competition, other sects will resist.

For the sake of Xiaofangshan's resources, these sects would not even accommodate the Lin family, let alone hand over their places to others.

But even if the people at Jingshuimen didn't believe it, the facts were in front of them, the monk threw the stick directly, and if he punched with all his strength, Bai Xue would definitely have broken finger bones and vomited blood.

"Hmph, Nanguo Temple is so generous. I want to see if Nanguo Temple is firmly in the top three in this competition. I'm not interested in one or two places." Lin Zifang said coldly.

Bai Xue seemed to be still in a dream. After the host announced the result, she walked off the stage blankly. She remembered what Jiang Fan said before. Now that sentence seemed to motivate her to go on stage and fight with all her strength. Jiang Fan had already planned to let her go.

Bai Xue wanted to go to Nanguo Temple to say something, but was stopped by Jiang Fan's gesture.

Jiang Fan smiled, and in a blink of an eye saw Jing Fan who came back dejectedly. At this time, Jing Fan had [-] points of hatred towards Jiang Fan, and the hatred points of other Nanguo Temples also rose again.

If you can't go to Xiaofang Mountain, where will you find the cultivation resources for the next year? There are no cultivation resources this year, and the progress of cultivation is slow, which will drag down next year's competition.

Moreover, there are fewer places for promotion, which will directly affect the ranking of the sect. If Nanguo Temple is drawn by lots next year, the situation will be even more unfavorable. This is a vicious circle.

This vicious circle will kill a sect, Jiang Fan is now pushing Nanguo Temple into this vicious circle, how can the monks of Nanguo Temple not hate it.

"In the next round of competition, Nanguo Temple Jingse will face Yang Dong from Tianjue faction."

At this time, Lin Zifang, Zhang Mo, and Jiang Shuiyue all raised their heads. They wanted to see Jiang Fan's specific cultivation. Specific repairs.

Judging from the attack on Lin Xiaomo in the morning, Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi's cultivation bases are not low, but it happened so fast at that time, Lin Xiaomo didn't expect to resist at all, and he couldn't see anything. Now is just an opportunity.

Even Lin Feijian, who had been keeping his eyes closed, opened his eyes and stared at Jiang Fan who came onto the stage.

Yang Dong practiced in the room in the morning, did not watch the bustle outside, did not know Jiang Fan's specific cultivation level, felt that Jiang Fan had no internal energy at all, Yang Dong was very surprised.

"Please."

"Please."

Yang Dong raised an iron ring sword, and with a single stroke of the sword, the iron ring on it rattled. Seeing that Jiang Fan was holding a long vajra stick motionless, he probably wouldn't have shot first. Yang Dong held the iron ring sword Just chopped it off.

"Boom."

Jiang Fan picked up the Vajra stick and threw it at Yang Dong's head, one inch long and one inch stronger. Before Yang Dong handed over the big knife, he was already in danger of opening his head, so he hurriedly raised the knife to block it.

"Bang bang bang."

Jiang Fan slammed Yang Dong's broadsword hard, and the sound of metal knocking resounded throughout the square. Yang Dongxiu was not as good as Jiang Fan, and was pressed and knocked, and the hard iron ring broadsword was knocked into waves.

"Shameless."

"How can there be such a fight? It's purely based on cultivation."

"It's simply a hooligan, a disgrace to the ancient martial arts world."

There were constant discussions in the square, and Jiang Fan was criticized one after another. They all saw that Jiang Fan, a monk who seemed to have no internal energy, was really a mysterious monk, but he didn't have any moves.

If it wasn't for his cultivation level being much higher than Yang Dong's, even if he was a small level higher, Yang Dong would have turned defeat into victory. It was only because the gap between Xuan level and Huang level was too large that Yang Dong had nowhere to use his moves, and he vomited blood after only a few knocks. Wronged.

"Zhuzi, that's all." Lin Zifang is completely disdainful of Jiang Fan now, what kind of Lin Feijian Lin Qiutang needs to be dispatched, and even another ordinary Xuan-level disciple of the Lin family doesn't need to be used, even the peak Huang-level disciple can stably kill Jiang Fan .

"I really think highly of him." Lin Qiutang, who was standing next to Lin Feijian, said contemptuously. Lin Feijian didn't say anything, feeling a little disappointed. He originally thought that Jiang Fan could hide his cultivation so well, so he might be an opponent, but now it seems that, Jiang Fan may not be able to pass the second round, let alone meet himself.

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat."

Yang Dong on the stage couldn't stand Jiang Fan's size any longer, and hurriedly begged for mercy. Jiang Fan's cultivation base is high and his strength is great. If he continues to fight, Yang Dong is afraid that his internal organs will be blown out. Didn't come out, I was so unwilling to lose, but I had no choice but to drag the big knife that had turned into a pile of scrap iron down the steps.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, wielding a long vajra stick, majestic on the high platform, he heard the discussions around him, but it was none of his business, he wanted such an effect.

What's more, I really don't know any moves, and I used to fight pretty hard, but because the silver electric whip is integrated with magic power, it has moves in the eyes of other warriors.

Only Jiang Fan knows that he doesn't know how to move at all, and if he removes a magic power, he is almost equivalent to a person with natural supernatural power. Let alone killing the enemy by leapfrogging, he can only be killed by lowering the rank.

Then Lin Feijian and Lin Qiutang took the stage and easily defeated their opponents. When it came to the disciple of the Lin family who lowered his head and said nothing, Jiang Fan knew that his name was Lin Xiao.

But with this move, Jiang Fan's magical power observed that this is a very insidious character, and there is something wrong with his internal energy, at least his strength is not inferior to Lin Qiutang.

And looking at his standing with Lin Feijian and Lin Qiutang, he probably knows that Lin Qiutang's strength is not as good as his. This person didn't participate in the big competition last year, but suddenly he is so powerful this year, there must be something unusual.

When she arrived at Qian Tingyi, Jiang Fan specially selected various female warriors to fight against her. Qian Tingyi pretended not to be as ruthless as Jiang Fan, and defeated the female warrior after three moves, and the female warrior was slightly injured.

One Xuan-level versus one Huang-level, and it was still in the mid-stage of the Yellow-level, there were quite a lot of three moves, which only showed that Qian Tingyi was an ordinary and no longer ordinary Xuan-level early stage.

Now Lin Zifang didn't care at all. With Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi's cultivation base, this competition is a dead end.

However, there was one thing that surprised everyone. Of the eight participants from Nanguo Temple, only one was eliminated. This was done on purpose, and the remaining seven advanced.

All the participating disciples in the first round were promoted, which is no big deal for those powerful sects, but it is unbelievable for a middle school like Nanguo Temple. You must know that when it is Nanguo Temple's turn to draw lots, the weakest opponent that can be drawn is only a middle-level opponent. Slightly below, in order to ensure more promotions under such circumstances, the middle school will often use the weakest to the strongest of the opponent, and the others will win.

This is also due to Jiang Fan's arrangement, directly Xuanji vs Xuanji, I didn't expect to bet right, let seven people advance at once, other sects who choose bottom to top, top to middle, and middle to bottom are all envious and jealous Hate, I knew I would have taken risks like Jiang Fan.

At the end, the square-faced man came on stage. Jiang Fan heard that the square-faced man's name was Shi Hao, and he was facing a yellow-level opponent. There was no suspense, Shi Hao won.

Like Qian Tingyi, Shi Hao also won very often, making everyone believe that he is an early Xuan-level player, but in this way, Jiang Fan did not believe that he was an early-stage Xuan-level player.

What surprised Jiang Fan the most was that when a disciple of each sect was promoted, the members of the sect would cheer and at least show some happy smiles. After all, whether a disciple's victory is to increase the number of people entering Xiaofangshan or improve the rank of the sect, it has nothing to do with it. To the big event of everyone in the whole sect.

But Shi Hao won, that small sect called Shangyuan Sect, all of them were expressionless, as if Shi Hao was not from their sect at all.

Because there was only one afternoon, the second round of the competition was postponed to tomorrow, and another draw was organized after the competition.

This time, a total of 128 warriors were selected. There were originally 210 participants. After 23 people were selected, 128 people were selected from the remaining people, making up [-] people.

According to the rules of previous years, the second round of the competition is based on the ranking of the number of people who have advanced first, followed by the sect. This protects the interests of the sect while protecting the sect's dark horse.

The numbers of 128 people were put into seven jars, and the lottery was carried out as in the morning.

Because Nanguo Temple has a large number of promotions, although the sect ranks low, it is still qualified for the lottery, and because Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi broke the rules to join Nanguo Temple, the seven promotions are the most among all sects. The order of the lottery is still at the front. The Lin family and several other sects.

When it was Nanguo Temple's turn to draw lots, Jiang Fan stopped Fashan and went up to draw lots on behalf of Nanguo Temple. At this time, there were still lots for the seventh jar. According to normal logic, Jiang Fan should draw the seventh jar, which must be the weakest.

But Jiang Fan only smoked one in the seventh jar, and then even smoked one in the first jar. Everyone was shocked by Jiang Fan's actions.
(End of this chapter)