Messing with his own male protagonist

Xuan Zifang, who was on the stage, didn't even look at Cao Peng. He raised his head and chest and walked straight to the arbitration at the edge of the stage.This is a disciple of Baitiao Peak. This time, Baitiao Peak is the host of the big competition. As a disciple of Baitiao Peak, it is an honor. Seeing Xuan Zifang walking up, he naturally did not show his appearance like the crowd His gaze and expression were expressionless and deep, no matter whether it was pretending or innate, there was an unfathomable sense of intuition. Arbitration, who had the least sense of presence in the arena, suddenly became the focus of everyone's attention.

The arbitration did not speak directly, but stood quietly on the side, waiting for Xuan Zifang to speak.

Xuan Zifang walked steadily, and seemed extremely confident. This decisive and unwavering attitude made the disciples who were watching couldn't help but give him a higher look.It's a pity that Xuan Zifang shattered many people's expectations as soon as he opened his mouth. Xuan Zi looked pleading and said to the arbitration: "Senior Brother, look, Brother Cao is at the ninth level of qi refining, and I only have the fifth level of qi refining. If you accidentally get injured after a competition, the light ones will not be able to participate in the next two rings, and the severe ones will lose their chance in this sect competition... Leapfrog fighting is not easy to control the scene, no matter the injury Brother Cao, or Brother Cao injured me, no one can predict the injury. So can I apply for a special situation, can the person who wins this round directly enter the next round?"

As soon as Xuan Zifang finished speaking, there were many boos.

This Xuan Zifang is really...shameless and shameless!Looking at someone who is quite talented and looks good, it is easy to make people like him, but I didn't expect this person to be so wretched!What do you mean by that, do you think that the fifth level of Qi Refining can completely defeat the ninth level of Qi Refining?Are you looking down on Brother Cao?Do you still think it would be so cheap to advance directly after winning a game once and for all? !

After Cao Peng heard Xuan Zifang's words, he was furious, and the spear in his hand slammed into Xuan Zifang's feet with the force of thunder. It’s all about talking fast, so what if I promise you! I just want to see how much you can hurt me at the fifth level of Qi Refining!!” Cao Peng said through gritted teeth, and deliberately emphasized the word “injury”.

"Oh, it's inevitable that real swords and guns will bump into each other, and injuries are inevitable. What are you doing so angry?" Xuan Zifang said innocently.

"This..." The arbitration disciple, who pretended to be serious, couldn't keep up with the rhythm. He glanced at the two of them in embarrassment: "I'm afraid the rules of the arena cannot be changed easily..."

"It doesn't matter, the rules are determined by people. Since both parties have this wish, then let them go." Su Ji said slowly: "Leapfrog fighting skills are indeed easy to get injured. I'm afraid that if nephew Xuan master wins, he won't be able to win immediately." Participating in the next arena, Nephew Cao has already won three games in a row, so he is eligible to enter the next test of the Zongmen Grand Competition."

The arbitration disciple's expression was a little broken, this is Su Ji Su, the upright and upright Master Su!Is such an obvious short-term protection really okay!

Before the arbitration could speak, Xuan Zifang had already yelled, and said to Cao Peng: "Hey, you are a fool, you have already entered the second level, what are you doing to humiliate yourself, if you are injured and cannot participate in the next round of school examinations I'm not responsible!"

Cao Peng was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. Su Jixuanzi, Master Fang, and nephew sang together, but they didn't pay attention to him at all. The fingers of the hand holding the Chiyan golden spear tightened, so fierce that they almost pinched. The magic weapon in the Broken Hand is almost unstable even in its internal breath.The audience off the court was even more enthusiastic, and most of the voices supported Cao Peng's push down Xuan Zifang, a guy who didn't know what to do.

The arbitration has never seen such a scene, so it can only bite the bullet and say: "Since everyone has no objection, then follow what Master Su said." He cleverly shifted the responsibility to Su Ji, Su Ji With a faint smile, he didn't take this matter seriously, but looked at Xuan Zifang on the field with a solemn expression.

The arbitration jumped off the ring, which represented the beginning of the fight. Cao Peng swung his spear and slammed into Xuan Zifang, but Xuan Zifang raised his hand and took a pause.

"What's the matter?!" Cao Peng looked at Xuan Zifang fiercely.

"Wait a minute, this magic weapon has been away from me for too long, I'm afraid it's not feeling good to me, give me some time to communicate with it." Xuan Zifang looked serious, and slowly held up the three-foot folding fan in his hand, standing far away Everyone didn't hear what Xuan Zifang said, only saw Xuan Zifang's solemn and steady expression, and felt that this person's temperament was completely different from before.

Only Cao Peng heard this clearly, with a mouthful of blood in his throat, and his expression became more ferocious.

Xuan Zifang is holding a folding fan. This folding fan is called Peach Soul. When it is opened, it is a picture of peach smoke in late spring. The peach blossoms are bright and delicate, adorning the branches.The painting was drawn by Su Ji himself, and the fan bone was also cut by Su Ji himself. From the material selection of the fan bone to the state of mind when he wrote the pen, he was very particular. This is Su Ji's only self-made magic weapon in his life, and his dedication can be seen.Although this folding fan has not yet been sacrificially refined and has not yet become the ultimate product that can resist the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivation, but with the creativity of Taohun's design, it is more than enough to cope with this competition.

However, in Xuan Zifang's mind, although it was written by Su Ji, the inspiration for the design came from the author himself.Su Ji in the novel is just an inspiration that Fuzhi had in his heart, but it was something that Xuan Zifang had stopped for three days at that time, facing the readers' wailing and urging him to think hard. Fang's palms were sweating a little.

A voice in my heart said, this is my thing...

Xuan Zifang took a deep breath, his wrist trembled a little, but there was no tension on his face, he bit his thumb and dripped blood on the fan.

The fan surface shimmered, and the blood that dripped into it was gradually absorbed, and the pink and fresh peach blossoms on the screen added a bit of charm.

This was recognized by Taohun.

Xuan Zifang could finally breathe a sigh of relief, but he hadn't forgotten that this magic weapon was lent to him by Su Ji, not his own. To use this magic weapon, he still needs to get the magic weapon's approval.Otherwise, if the Lingbo cannot be fused, the magic weapon is powerful, and if used by someone who does not recognize it, it will not be able to exert one or two tenths of the magic weapon's power.

The more top-grade magic weapon, the more individual and picky it is.

"Okay."

Xuan Zifang's eyes were calm and firm, and as soon as he opened his fan, he blocked Cao Peng's spear stab with a light wave of his hand.

Everyone only saw that Xuan Zifang's five-level qi-refining level was used to deal with Cao Peng's nine-level qi-refining level, and Cao Peng's attack was easily deflected.But Xuan Zifang couldn't help frowning slightly after the tentative fight just now. Cao Peng's shot was mostly tentative, and he didn't use all his strength. Unexpectedly, just such a casual shot made his wrist numb.

Cao Peng obviously also felt Xuan Zifang's strenuous effort. Apart from being proud, he was even more bloodthirsty.At the same time, he shouted loudly, the tip of the gun brushed against Xuan Zifang's scalp, it seemed that the stab had been skewed, but it was trying to cut off Xuan Zifang's arm!

Xuan Zifang moved his feet, Ning Mei changed the fan to his left hand, and twisted a yellow talisman with his right hand. The yellow paper floated up gently, and when it touched the tip of Cao Peng's spear, it immediately turned into a ball of flames. Exploding and bursting, the flames were scorching, almost stinging people's eyes.And this, this is a very common fire-gathering charm, but the attack of the spear is too fierce, and when the tip of the spear pierces the rune paper, it takes two or three steps. When the flame is summoned, the fire spreads for two Three steps, just passing by Cao Peng's face.

Although the fire released by Xuan Zifang looked quite strong, in fact he has dual spiritual roots of wood and soil, and the effect of using fire-type spells is not good.However, Cao Peng, who was dressed in red and soft armor, had fire roots, and he also had the advantage in actual combat, so he didn't stop because of the small fire. Let it go, another fierce move is coming towards Xuan Zifang!

Xuan Zifang didn't expect Cao Peng to be burned to the ground by a fire, he sent surprise soldiers just to buy time to distance himself from Cao Peng.

The soreness in his right hand reminded Xuan Zifang that he must not fight recklessly against Cao Peng. Cao Peng's spear is not only a magic weapon that can absorb spiritual energy, but also has martial arts routines, physical skills and spells when attacking. The combination itself is very tricky, and Cao Peng also has the advantage of leapfrog spiritual power.Moreover, a weapon like a gun is not bad in close combat, and it is even more advantageous in long-distance combat. The peach soul in Xuan Zifang's hand, even if the rapier in the fan bone is shaken out, is not as long as Cao Peng's spear. Neither side is beneficial.

But at this moment, Xuan Zifang obviously wanted to avoid direct contact with Cao Peng. He stepped back a few steps, threw a few talisman seals, and tried to defuse Cao Peng's attack without any risk.

And Cao Peng became more confident in each attack. He could see that Xuan Zifang was afraid of his long spear, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face: "Mr. You are so kind and know how to give in to senior brother! But you don’t have many talismans on you, so don’t you dare to show your magic weapon to the senior brothers?”

Xuan Zifang calmly threw another stone talisman, large and small stones fell from the sky and fell towards Cao Peng. Cao Peng did not panic, with a cruel smile on his lips, his gun had already rubbed Xuan Zi many times. Fang's body passed by, and Xuan Zifang's blood was also stained on it. Seeing Xuan Zifang's distressed expression, there was only infinite joy in his heart, and the gun in his hand was more handy to use.

"What's the rush, I'll let you see!" Seemingly enraged by Cao Peng's words, Xuan Zifang lightly tossed the folding fan, and then held one end of the fan. His wrist trembled slightly, and a crystal rapier slipped out from the fan handle. Pick Cao Peng.

Cao Peng let out a long laugh: "It turns out that there is such a universe in my junior brother's fan. How can a lady-like sword fight with my Chiyan golden spear?"

When the rapier and the long spear collided, all the entrained aura was absorbed by the long spear, and turned into the attack of the long spear. Cao Peng's wrist sank, and a thousand-ton force hit Xuan Zifang violently, shaking Xuan Zifang's body. At the same time, at the same time, a bunch of blood sprayed out from Xuan Zifang's mouth and dripped on Xuan Zifang's chest.