Douluo's rotation of the five elements

"Are you okay? Can you continue?" Bibi Dong's voice sounded in Wu Qingfeng's ears.

Wu Qingfeng raised his head, looked at the purple gold throne on the high platform, and nodded.

Men can't say no, and women can't say no.It's just restoring soul power, it's not just sprinkling water.

So he took Meng Yiran's little hand and said, "Lend me some soul power."

"Ok!"

Meng still didn't resist, pursed her red lips and nodded gently, then let him take it.

She originally thought that he would squeeze her dry, but she didn't expect that he would stop halfway, leaving her unable to move up or down.

"Why don't you order more?"

"I'm afraid your body won't be able to bear it. Wait, I'll go to someone else's place to smoke some."

With that said, Wu Qingfeng stood up and went straight to the high platform where Bibi Dong was.

He smiled at Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, and green vines flew out from his fingertips and rested on their wrists.

Did the three of them have a chance to resist? The soul power in their bodies was like a water pump, surging into Wu Qingfeng's body.

"Thank you! Big brother."

Feeling that more than [-]% of his soul power had been restored in his body, Wu Qingfeng clapped his hands with satisfaction, thanked him insincerely, and quickly returned to the auditorium of his sect.

"roll!"

Xie Yue and the others collapsed on the ground and cursed through gritted teeth.

Feeling the empty soul power in their bodies, they all wanted to cry without tears.

"Next, I invite Tuoba Xi, the leader of the Holy Dragon Sect, to come on stage and accept the challenge."

The referee's voice sounded on the field.

At the same time, across the venue, a burly middle-aged man wearing bright silver armor walked out of the audience.

On his angular face, a pair of thick eyebrows stood upright, looking majestic.Just standing on the field, there is an invisible power emanating from him.

"Sect masters, does anyone want to challenge Holy Dragon Douluo?"

The referee's eyes swept across the audience, but no one answered.

In the end, the leader of the Oni Teng Sect, who came to make soy sauce, stood up first.

"I, the Ghost Teng Sect, give up."

Immediately afterwards, Dai Mubai also stood up and announced, "I, the White Tiger Sect, give up."

"The Wind Sword Sect gives up."

"The Elephant Armor Sect gives up."

Chunyu Zuo and Hu Yanzhen looked at each other and gave up.

After all, Tuoba Xi was also the only real titled Douluo present.

These people are not stupid. If they want to be promoted to the upper third sect, it will definitely be easier to challenge Wu Qingfeng, who has just fought a battle, or the Fire Leopard Sect.

Going to fight Tuoba Xi is undoubtedly the stupidest choice. Not to mention the slim chance, it may also affect the subsequent battle.

"In that case, let's invite the Fire Leopard Sect's First Elder and Second Elder to come on stage. This challenge is 2v2. To ensure fairness, the next four sects can be combined at will."

Random combination?

The Ghost Teng Sect is here to make trouble, and the martial spirit has been completely defeated by the Fire Leopard Sect.Needless to say, the White Tiger Sect sent Dai Mubai over, which was just a formality.

Wu Qingfeng looked at Chunyu Zuo and Hu Yanzhen suspiciously.

As expected, the two old guys were flirting with each other, and they must be communicating through sound transmission.

"Lao Chun! Do you want to join forces? This is a rare opportunity."

"He has martial soul fusion skills, can we win together?"

"We have to give it a try. If we forcefully delay the martial soul fusion skill until it ends, are we still afraid of them?"

"Even if we win, it's a miserable defeat, and it's only one position. Whose does it belong to? If we want to cooperate, it will be the next round."

"Next round?" Hu Yanzhen was stunned for a moment, then reacted and slapped his thigh suddenly, "Why did I forget this round?"

"You go up and admit defeat, or should I?"

Seeing that he also figured it out, Chunyu Zuo sent a message and asked.

"You're an old man, you're not happy at all. It's not the same for anyone else. Do you really think you can get to the third round?"

Hu Yanzhen curled his lips and mocked.He randomly picked up a disciple beside him and stood up directly on stage.

After the referee announced the start, he immediately admitted defeat.

His coquettish behavior really confused many people present.

Does this make me a soft persimmon?Wu Qingfeng smiled bitterly and shook his head, roughly guessing what these two old guys were thinking.

"Old man, you really don't have any dignity left." Duke Long cursed bitterly.

He couldn't lower his voice, and stared directly at Chunyu Zuo.

"I didn't do it, why are you looking at me!"

When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous. Chunyu Zuo returned his sharp gaze and denied it, looking confident and confident.

Damn it, this is not my idea alone. Why do you think your grandson-in-law looks easier to bully!

And you, my grandson-in-law, are still robbing me.

Wu Qingfeng held down Mr. Long who was about to get up to argue, shook his head slightly, and said with a smile: "It's okay! Under the Title Douluo, I can beat him at will."

Duke Long nodded and sat down, but still stared at Chunyu Zuo and snorted coldly, "Old man, if you dare to go on stage later, I can't get around you."

What a clumsy way to provoke a general!

Chunyu Zuo rolled his eyes and was not fooled by him at all. If he wanted to attack, he would let that guy Hu Yanzhen attack first.

"The Fire Leopard Sect wins, and there will be a half-hour break. Please invite the leader of the Hehuan Sect, Wu Qingfeng, to come on and accept the challenge."

When the referee called his name, Wu Qingfeng patted his butt and walked directly onto the debris-filled fighting stage.

Hu Yanzhen on the edge of the fighting platform flirted with Chunyu Zuo again.

You don't have to look to see that they are discussing the question of who comes first.

"Sect leaders, does anyone want to challenge you?"

As he said this, the referee's eyes stayed on Hu Yanzhen and Chunyu Zuo.

"Let me do it!"

Not sure how Chunyu Zuo deceived him, Hu Yanzhen raised his hand and shouted loudly before returning to the battlefield.

Standing opposite Wu Qingfeng, he cupped his fists and said, "Hu Yanzhen, martial spirit: Diamond Mammoth. Level 89 defense spirit master, please enlighten me."

Wu Qingfeng returned the greeting, "Wu Qingfeng, Wuhun: Wuxiang. Level 77 attack-type battle soul master. Huyan Sect Master, please."

"Both sides are ready, please release your martial spirit."

The referee took two steps back, raised the flag in his hand, and signaled.

Wu Qingfeng didn't say anything, his right arm flashed with light, and a lightsaber was held in his hand.

"Diamond mammoth, possessed!"

Hu Yanzhen pulled off his shirt, revealing a body of fat.

The originally extremely majestic body swelled again with the loud roar, and the seemingly loose fat quickly swelled and turned into exaggerated and terrifying muscles. A layer of dark yellow cuticle emerged on the surface of the skin, shining with metallic luster. .The nose also extended and became longer at the same time. At the same time, the upper lip turned up, and two fangs that were one foot long were drilled out.

"roar~"

Hu Yanzhen's eyes were as bright as lightning and he roared loudly, raised his right foot and stomped heavily on the ground.Amidst the loud noise, the ground trembled.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black.

The moment the foot landed, eight soul rings quickly rose up and floated around him.

"start!"

The referee burst out, jumped out of the shield and immediately held the flag in his hand.

As soon as the words fell, Wu Qingfeng suddenly turned into afterimages and disappeared from the place.Having been bullied by Qianjun Douluo for so long with his speed advantage, he also wanted to use his speed advantage to defeat the clumsy Hu Yanzhen.

Ding Ding Ding ~

The basic swordsmanship mixed with a part of the swift sword fell on Hu Yanzhen like a gust of wind and rain. His thick body-protecting aura was useless in the face of the sharp law.Where the edge of the sword had spoken, it tore open a series of gaps, and little bits of blood flowed out.

"Is this the Swift Wind Sword?"

Seeing Wu Qingfeng's somewhat nondescript swordsmanship, the cold girl holding Xiao Eleven looked at her grandfather in confusion.

"Yeah!" Chunyu Zuo's face was a little dark, and he agreed bravely, beating his chest and stamping his feet and said, "Condemn the heavenly things, condemn the heavenly things violently! His good swordsmanship was used like this. It really... really embarrasses our Fengjian Sect. "

"Isn't my brother using it badly? Isn't this pretty powerful? Look at that elephant being injured." Xiao Eleven tilted his head and asked in confusion.

"Your brother is just using it blindly. He relies entirely on his own strength to achieve such an effect. This kind of sword technique can be used in our Fengjian Sect to break ten thorns. Xiao Shiyi, don't imitate him." The cold girl explained calmly. road.

"Oh! Then I won't learn swordsmanship from Brother Six anymore."

……

"Roar~Diamond body."

Hu Yanzhen felt pain and roared with grief and anger. His fifth soul ring lit up, and a layer of ten centimeters thick transparent diamonds quickly spread out on his body surface.

Under the sunlight, it reflects the crystal luster.

His whole body curled up into a big ball, spinning rapidly and rolling on the ground, getting faster and faster, raising smoke and dust all over the sky.

Playing with soil?Ah!

Wu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows and chuckled.He also raised his foot and stepped heavily on the ground, and the earth-yellow soul power rippled like water waves.

The earth is cracked and lava is gushing out.

Suddenly, the terrain of the entire battle platform changed drastically, with ravines and pits, lava surging, and thorns growing in the ground.

The tumbling diamond ball couldn't make any further progress. It could only spin in place, and the accumulated kinetic energy suddenly dissipated.

Wu Qingfeng took advantage of the victory and pursued it. His body was like lightning, and he flew towards Hu Yanzhen who was rolling on the spot.

As he approached, the divine light of Wutu suddenly lit up from within his body.

Immediately, the body expanded rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a five-meter-tall, burly and majestic rock giant.

The earth element visible to the naked eye circulates on the surface of the rock giant, and an earthy yellow headless horse appears behind it.

The giant clenched his fists together, using his fists as stones, his waist as an axis, and his body as arms, and his whole body bent backwards in a strange arc.

kaka~

With the sound of muscles and bones exploding, the two clenched fists shot out violently.Wu Qingfeng completely transformed into a humanoid trebuchet.

"This…"

The familiar and long-lasting heart palpitations swept through their hearts. On the Zijin high platform, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but look at each other, and they could see a trace of powerlessness and fear in each other's eyes.The Netherworld White Tiger had no power to resist in front of this horse.

Boom~

Amidst the heavy explosions, the ground shook violently.The entire battle stage was submerged in flying sand, and from the auditorium it looked like a huge earth-yellow egg yolk.

A gap opens again at the top of the protective cover, accelerating the smoke and dust to disperse.

After a long time, the entire battle stage slowly became clear.

Hu Yanzhen has lost his spirit-possessed state, and blood is flowing from the dense sword marks on his plump body.

There was no trace of blood on his dark old face, and the five internal organs in his body were displaced.

A pair of bloodshot pupils stared blankly at the sky.I have already greeted Chunyu Zuo, an old coin, in my heart.

The old man mistook me... The old man mistook me!

This fighting power doesn't look like an injury at all.

In the audience, Chunyu Zuo shrank his head with lingering fear, patted his chest and muttered.

"Fortunately, I didn't fall for that old guy Long Gong."

The Xiangjia Sect disciples hurried onto the stage and carried Hu Yanzhen away on a stretcher.

Wu Qingfeng also covered his nose and got off the platform as soon as the protective shield was opened.

"The Hehuan Sect wins, and there will be a half-hour break. Please wait for a moment, and wait for the leader of the Fire Leopard Sect to finish resting before proceeding to the second round."

The referee simply announces the result.

Next comes the boring waiting time.

Chunyu Zuo felt a little guilty, whistled and looked up at the sky, not daring to look at Hu Yanzhen.

"Old man, do you know that Wu Qingfeng is still capable of fighting?" Hu Yanzhen stared at him and asked through the voice with grief and anger.

"Fart, how did I know he recovered so quickly!" Chunyu Zuoya denied it, and added silently in his heart, "I just guessed a little." '

He looked confident and confident, his face not red and his heart not beating, it really looked like that.

"Humph!"

Hu Yanzhen snorted coldly and was too lazy to argue with him. He closed his eyes and tried to recover his soul power. As for the physical injuries, he left them to the cardinals to deal with.

The combination of Hu Yanzhen and Chun Yuzuo, who were in poor condition, were beaten to the ground by the soul fusion skills of the two elders of the Fire Leopard Sect in less than a stick of incense.

When Wu Qingfeng came on the stage again, no one came forward to challenge him.

Since then, the first day of the Seven Sects Reelection Conference has ended.

No one successfully challenged the next four cases.

"Congratulations to the Holy Dragon Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Fire Leopard Sect for becoming the top three sects of the new generation. A ranking competition among the seven sects will be held tomorrow. The new number one sect in the world will be determined."

Things went smoothly, and Bibi Dong was in a good mood. She stood up with a smile and announced the result.At the same time, his eyes scanned the crowd from left to right.

"I have set up a banquet in the Pope's Palace, and I would like to ask all the sect leaders to move on."

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope!"

"Thank you, His Majesty the Pope!"

……

Everyone bowed and thanked him.

After arranging the sect personnel, they immediately headed towards the Pope Mountain.

On the way, Chunyu Zuo grabbed Wu Qingfeng's arm and stared at him with a pair of deep eyes.

"Tell me the truth, kid, if we continue to fight, can we defeat you?"

Wu Qingfeng rolled his eyes, "What do you think!"

"Hey! You guys are so realistic. Those who used to be seniors before we got married are yours and yours." Chunyu Zuo said angrily.

Wu Qingfeng's face was full of dark lines, "Senior, don't make trouble! I have never even met your granddaughter, why are you getting married? It's not sweet to force yourself."

"You kid, stop being so prude. You know your own virtues."

"We all know that if you come to propose marriage, it will only cause trouble for me." Wu Qingfeng was completely speechless.

"What's the matter? Who hasn't been young before?" Chunyu Zuo curled his lips indifferently.

This old guy can do it, he probably had a lot of fun when he was young.

Wu Qingfeng glanced at him suspiciously.

He was almost at the Pope's Mountain, and he was too lazy to struggle with it anymore. A vine flew out and wrapped around his wrist, sucking it hard.

Chunyu Zuo's expression suddenly froze, and in just an instant, [-]% of the soul power in his body disappeared.

"Wagons are useless, you understand!"

Wu Qingfeng raised his eyebrows, ignored Chunyu Zuo who was stunned on the spot, and took the lead in stepping onto the steps in front of the mountain.