let go of that little world

In the arena, Shen Xiu looked at his opponent with disdain. He looked down upon the opponent's early foundation establishment cultivation base, but now he was in the late foundation establishment stage, and he was only one chance away from breaking through.

Shen Xiu thinks he has the capital to be proud of, and it is such an honor to worship under the sect master of Qingyang Sect and become his direct disciple.Although Qingyangmen is not comparable to the four major sects, it is also a sect with masters from the Holy Realm, so it is not much worse than them.

They arched their hands at each other, Shen Xiu took the lead by attacking by surprise, and knocked his opponent off the ring in less than a quarter of an hour.

He raised his head triumphantly, and smiled triumphantly towards the Qingyang Gate, instantly fascinated Ling Xuan.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yi, the head of the Qingyang Gate, was not only not dissatisfied, but also stroked his chin with satisfaction. The disciples he had accepted had excellent comprehension skills, and his cultivation was so fast in a short period of time, which showed that he had excellent aptitude. There must be a bright future.

He has no other children, it would be best for the two of them to get married in the future, and then pass the position to Shen Xiu, Qingyang Gate is still in his own hands, thinking of this, he couldn't help but give his daughter a meaningful look.

Seen by her father, Ling Xuan lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at the high-spirited junior on the stage.

For the new junior brother, Ling Xuan is very fascinated. Not to mention his handsome appearance and rapid growth in cultivation, he is also quite considerate and gentle to himself. The words he confides always make her heart sweet like honey. How can she not like such a man? .The little girl who just fell in love was completely deceived by the time-traveling man who had mastered the modern rhetoric, and she fell into the pit and couldn't get out.

Maybe the protagonist always has some ups and downs. Mi Fan’s first opponent is the foundation establishment peak. According to the plot, the first match is originally the opponent in the late foundation establishment period. Because of him, Mi Fan’s realm is one level higher than the plot. , the opponent immediately leveled up, I don't know if it was fanned by his butterfly wings, or this opponent appeared according to the rule of one level higher than Mi Fan.

Mi Fan's face was solemn, holding the natal weapon Fenglei Sword in his hand, he stared at his opponent vigilantly, trying to find a flaw and win with one blow.

Mi Fan's opponent Li An's natal weapon is a gun, which is one inch long and one inch stronger, and his opponent is a level higher than it, so it is difficult to deal with.But Mi Fan's side is not all disadvantaged, there are still advantages.The zhenqi is solidified, the foundation is solid, and the kung fu technique Lianyunbu increases the speed, the chance of winning is half and half.

Li An is a fiery impatient person, impatient to wait, he strikes first, the spear sweeps away, and the air waves come towards him. Coming out, there was a flash of thunder, heading towards Li An.

When the opponent turned to avoid it, Mi Fan leaned close to his body, and the weapons of the two collided fiercely, sparks flying everywhere.Next came the melee combat, which tested energy and speed. Mi Fan moved close to the body flexibly and did not give the opponent a chance to retreat. Li An's natal weapon was a gun, which greatly restricted his attacking moves and made it difficult to use his hands and feet.

The battle on the stage was in full swing, and Mi Lu was not idle off the stage. The organizer prepared a lot of exquisite pastries for everyone to enjoy, which was just right for Mi Lu's appetite. He watched the battle on the stage while enjoying the food.

"Hey, Xiao Lu, it looks like you're not worried about your brother at all." Song Min sat next to him, leaned over and whispered, logically speaking, the opponent he met when he saw his brother was one level higher than him, Mi Lu should look anxious, it's normal for Song Min to ask questions strangely.

Song Min was also a contestant, and he was not assigned to the first round. Among the three, he was the only one in other rounds.Originally, I wanted to step off the stage to cheer for my senior brother, but I didn't care about both sides, so I just watched from the audience, so I didn't have to worry about it.

I thought that Mi Lu would not have any troubles in this regard, and would step down to cheer for his brother, but he didn't expect to be in love with the cakes on the table, and he didn't worry about Mi Fan's victory or defeat at all, it was a big heart.

"Of course don't worry, brother will definitely win, and don't call me Xiaolu." Swallowing the pastry in his mouth, he frowned because of the displeasure of the title, and snorted.

"What's your name if you don't call it Xiao Lu? It seems that we are too born to be called Mi Lu. Who made it difficult for you to call your name." Song Min would not easily change the name he chose, and threw the ball back into Mi Lu's hands, letting everyone The other party goes to worry.

Really couldn't think of a better name, Lu Mengyuan had no choice but to compromise and said, "You can do whatever you want."

After a long battle of attrition, Li An, who was at the peak of Foundation Establishment, lost his momentum first. When he was staggering, Mi Fan seized the opportunity to kick his opponent off the ring and won the victory.

There was an uproar in the audience, and the one who was a lower level won the protracted battle. The degree of condensed true energy shocked everyone, and the foundation was not usually solid.

After the start of the battle, there are always disciples who are not willing to be lonely come down to watch the battle, and there are onlookers in front of each ring, and they are already talking about the strange dark horse.

"Look at this costume, it's a disciple of Tianmu Sect, I haven't seen it before."

"Yeah, I know a lot of talented disciples of Tianmu Sect. I haven't seen this person before. Does anyone know whose disciple this is?"

When everyone was puzzled, a disciple of Tianmuzong cleared his throat and said with a little pride, "Everyone doesn't know, this is Mi Fan from our sect, the disciple of Master Yan Zhenyan." , for some reason, everyone knew about the place after ten years in Mu Mi Peak, which is equivalent to a ten-year delay in cultivation, reaching the late stage of foundation establishment at the age of 24, one can imagine how unnatural the aptitude is."

All the people surrounding this disciple were amazed and praised, and felt sorry for it. To inquire why Mi Fan stayed in such a ghostly place as Mu Mi Peak for ten years, this Tianmu Sect disciple didn't know much, and he didn't give an answer. Give up, and turn to discuss the key to the weak victory over the strong in this battle.

"Brother, drink some water." After stepping off the stage, Mi Lu helped Mi Fan to his seat, and graciously handed over the prepared tea.

Touching his brother's head, he got a dissatisfied look, Mi Fan withdrew his hand with a kind smile, took a sip of tea, and drank it slowly, with an expression like he was tasting fine wine, feeling that the water his brother handed over was sweet.

Song Min, who was sitting next to him, was completely ignored by the two of them. Just now, he was clearly following Mi Lu, but Mi Fan acted as if he hadn't seen him, and completely ignored him. Atmosphere, a capitalized light bulb.

The first round of the first round is over, and the second round is in full swing. On the first day, a large number of players will be screened, and most of the players who stay are after the mid-stage foundation establishment. With his cultivation base, his luck is not bad. The opponent he meets has just established his foundation, so it is quite easy to win.

The Hundred Sects scored six days, and there were only ten players left in the final on the last day, competing for the top three. Over the years, the four major sects have almost won the top ten, and basically no other sects have anything to do.

As the competition passed day by day, Mi Fan's unlucky physique remained unchanged at all. The opponents were all late stage foundation builders, and they often had to go through a tough fight to win.As a result, Mi Fan's cultivation level had risen to the peak of Foundation Establishment in just a few days, and the medicinal power of the Holy Spirit Grass had been fully digested and absorbed after these few days of actual combat, so it was only natural to advance.

On the fifth day, Mi Fan ran into Shen Xiu who had also advanced to the peak of Foundation Establishment. Unlike the last time when he was at the peak of Foundation Establishment in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, the two of them had the same level of cultivation this time. Mi Lu couldn't believe that the current elder brother was not Shen Xiu opponent.

Looking angrily at Mi Fan on the opposite side, Shen Xiu didn't understand, he had done so much, and the opportunity was snatched by him, the protagonist's cultivation was higher than the original book, could it be that the world revolves around the protagonist, the way of heaven is unfair , Some people have worked so hard to get it, but it is easy for these people to get it.

It's the same in modern times, why his parents are small employees in the company, and other people's parents are the bosses, and those rich second generations can inherit a large amount of property from the family without doing anything, and he has to work hard to support himself Myself, my girlfriend who has been dating for three years, dislikes him because he has no car and no house, and abandons him to find a new love.

Mi Fan, who was shot by death's sight, was very puzzled, looked down at himself, thinking that there was nothing wrong, the two met for the first time, Mi Fan couldn't think of the reason why the other party stared at him with hatred, it was inexplicable!

If Lu Mengyuan knew what Mi Fan was thinking, he would definitely tell him that the protagonist's aura is shining, which is especially easy to attract extreme gazes, love and hate for no reason are just so unreasonable.

There is no suspense in the competition between the two. How can Shen Xiu be an opponent of Mi Fan who can leapfrog to fight? His cultivation base is a pile of geniuses and treasures, and he is not born and bred in this world. He has not been tempered and has very little combat experience. .

In the last world, he was obviously two small realms higher than Mi Fan, but it was difficult to win, otherwise he would not have consumed too much, and easily lost to Mi Lu in the same realm, and he lost so badly.

Without the obvious difference in realm, Shen Xiu was soon knocked to the ground by Mi Fan. How could he be willing to do so much, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, he got into the horns, lost his mind with red eyes, and got up Rushing over to compete with Mi Fan, that fierce move caused the audience to sigh.

Holding his natal weapon, the Flame Knife, Shen Xiu slashed wildly and suddenly made trouble. Mi Fan was caught off guard and hurriedly retreated to defend himself. After a few moves, he stabilized. The irrational Shen Xiu was full of loopholes, but within a few moves, he was caught by Mi Fan Seize the opportunity to sweep down the ring.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience because of Shen Xiu's actions.

"Who is this person? His hostility is so strong. There has never been such a person in the Baipai Gathering. If you lose, you will lose. Why are you working so hard!"

"The former Shen family's trash, Shen Ershao, a few days ago, suddenly his cultivation base soared, and he fought a turnaround. He was originally an inspirational character, but he didn't expect to have this kind of temperament. He couldn't afford to lose too badly."

"That's right, the competitive spirit is too strong. This kind of mentality hinders cultivation, not to mention character."

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Due to the nature of the Baipai Gathering, the monks who come here are all regarded as an experience competition, which includes hard work, sweat or glory, but rarely contains the hostility of winning or losing, and there has never been one who is so obsessed with killing people.