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On the arena, Ning Hao’s opponents kept pushing towards Ning Hao, but Ning Hao was calm and relaxed, showing no signs of stress. The purple electric snake followed Ning Hao’s long sword to counterattack and turned into countless electric snakes to the opponent. Rushed past.

The opponent is not a person who is waiting for leisure, his body flashes repeatedly, and he keeps walking between the electric snakes, unscathed, in addition to that, he can repeatedly attack with his sword.

The onlookers under the ring saw him fighting fiercely, and even forgot to breathe. Luolan couldn't help but worry: "Xu Fan, this opponent is so powerful, will Ning Hao..."

"Brother Hao seems to be going to win, let's go."

Xu Fan smiled, and took Lorrain, who was puzzled, to the other ring.

If you have a sharp eye, you can tell that Ning Hao's retreat was just a bait to let his opponent relax his vigilance. The real purpose of those electric snakes was not to attack, but to cast a net.

Those inconspicuous purple electricity did not dissipate, but condensed and lurked on the ground, and the signs of the formation could be seen faintly.

In a little while, the formation deployed by the Purple Lightning will take shape. At that time, as long as Ning Hao receives the law, this opponent will be caught off guard and lying under the Purple Lightning.

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"Xu Fan, who do you see?" Among the crowd, Luo Lan gave a sly smile and pointed to a ring in front of him. Xu Fan looked at her fingers and was startled.

"Green bamboo?"

On the arena, I saw a sharp attack in Tsing Yi and a sword, fighting fiercely with a burly man.

Qing Zhu's strength is not weaker than Xu Fan. The reason why he would stage the farce with Xu Fan that day was all because of Master's request.

After these days of hard work, her Moon Blossom technique has made amazing progress.

She turned into a blue shadow and moved constantly under the flame knife issued by the man. She did not forget to transform into a bright moon flower in her hand, and from time to time she used the moon flower technique to beat the man again and again.

"Um, it's fortunate that I didn't fight like this last time..." Seeing Qingzhu's easy-going appearance, Xu Fan couldn't help feeling a while back. If he played hard the last time, he really couldn't tell who would lose to whom.

"Hey, Xu Fan, your next test...I'm afraid it is a great hope to meet her, but it's not easy to deal with." Lorraine seemed to be deliberately trying to **** him out, and did not forget to stick out his tongue after speaking.

Xu Fan gave her a blank look and said, "Which side of you, Nizi, are you, little traitor, let's go."

The two had a fight for a while, and then squeezed to another arena. After passing through the crowds, Xu Fan found an acquaintance, brother Ant. This guy was still as weird as ever. Looking at the competition on the ring, he couldn't help shaking. head.

"Hey, Junior Brother Ant, why are you shaking your head all the time?" Xu Fan squeezed to Ma Yiming's side with a smile, and asked with a smile.

Ma Yiming replied with some distress, "Hey, I wanted to cheer my brother's opponent and let my brother lose the game. It seems useless."

"Ah? You? It's a bit too late, right?" Xu Fan asked in surprise.

Ordinary people see that the brother has come to this ranking, and it is fine if he doesn't cheer for the brother, he is better, and he hopes that the brother will be beaten to the ground.

Facing Xu Fan’s questioning, Ma Yiming felt that he was normal, and explained: “Hey, Brother Xu, you don’t know, my brother doesn’t care about people very much. I think it should be the cause of my heart disease. I care about him and asked for a few pills. Give him the medicine, who knows what's wrong in his brain, and he will kill me if he draws the sword."

After he finished speaking, he patted his chest in fear, and said, "Fortunately, I ran fast and was not beaten by him. Think about it, if I were standing in an arena, would he spare me?"

"Ahem..." Although he had never been with Xiao Ping before, anyone could not help but want to hack someone when he met a guy like Ma Yiming.

Such a junior is really difficult to get along with.

Xu Fan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't have an enemy to participate in the Eight Meridian Wushu, otherwise his situation would not be better than Ma Yiming.

"Are you senior?" Xu Fan asked again immediately. Although Ma Yiming seemed to be lacking in his roots, his cultivation was not weak. Xu Fan couldn't imagine a person who could make him so scared.

"Let's see for yourself..." Ma Yiming's little wish fell through, and he couldn't help sighing, and signaled for Xu Fan to stand by himself.

Xu Fan frowned, then looked up on the stage and couldn't help but sucked in a cold breath. This Xiao Ping's martial arts was really weird.

On the ring, there was no trace of Xiao Ping at all. Only his opponent stood stupidly on the ring, and several dark shadows on the ground were constantly moving around Xiao Ping's opponent, looking very strange.

It was obvious that Xiao Ping's opponent had already suffered, and in front of these shadows, he did not dare to attack.

Suddenly, a black shadow rushed to the person's back. The shadow climbed up directly, and Xiao Ping flashed out of the shadow, stabbing the person with a sword.

The person's spiritual sense was not weak, and he was immediately aware of the danger, rolled around, and dodged aside in embarrassment.

But before he could stand still, Xiao Ping escaped into the shadows again.

Comparing with Xiao Ping, you are just boxing with the shadow...

Xu Fan couldn't help sighing. After watching this lap, his next opponent was also very clear, and it would not be better to meet anyone.

Can I win?

The main peak of Yunxi, in the Sanqing Palace.

A purple-robed Taoist is sitting on the Sanqing Hall, holding a roster and looking at it carefully, while several teachers from each peak of the Eight Channels are waiting quietly below.

Zhao Banshan was a little surprised this time. Two of his disciples had reached the top six. Facing the upcoming top six competition, he was somewhat confident.

Long Shoufeng Lin Jiaoyu drew a tie with Zhao Banshan. His followers, Ma Yiming and Xiao Ping, were both amazing talents among the new disciples. Without any accident, they broke into the top six.

And Zi Jiaoyu of Shuiyuefeng and Zheng Jiaoyu of Zidianfeng each had a disciple who broke into the top six.

"Well, now the top six have been decided, they are Xu Fan, Hongling, Ma Yiming, Xiao Ping, Qingzhu, Ning Hao."

The real head teacher put down the roster and said, "Well, let's decide on the arrangement of the top six games, and draw lots one by one."

He randomly threw five bamboo sticks, which hovered in front of the four teachers, and said, "Sister Zimu, you can draw first."

Zi Mu nodded, then sent out a white aura with one finger, and took a bamboo stick into his hand. After a closer look, he smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, it seems that our two disciples are about to meet."

Zheng Jiaoyu shrugged and ridiculed himself: "That's fine, I won't have to draw lots."

The instructor smiled and said, "Well, Junior Brother Zhao and Junior Brother Lin, only your two disciples are left. Who will smoke first?"