The Second Immortal Road

　　 The next day, Han Ming swayed to the competition venue on the Qingye magical artifact, only to find a lot of people gathered nearby, all looking towards him.

　　 Han Ming swept around slightly, but saw that Yu Yanluan was also standing on the huge boulder in the distance, which surprised him.

　　 Since Chen Yuxin came to look for it, he hasn't seen Yu Yanluo in the past few days. She hasn't seen her in the last few competitions, but he did not expect that today's top ten dispute Yu Yanluo will come.

After a quick glance, Han Ming was on his own test bench and waited quietly. As the level of competition went through, there were fewer and fewer people left, which left a lot of space on the test bench. The seats are no longer the same as before, but there is no need to go on stage one after another like before!

　　 In about a quarter of an hour, Han Ming’s opponent, a disciple of the Great Perfection of Qi Training at the Different Vessel Peak, was also present. He bowed his hand to Han Ming and waited.

　　 Han Ming also bowed his hand, showing a slight smile, looked up and down at the other party, then looked away.

For this opponent, Han Ming still has some understanding. He is a direct disciple on the peak of the different veins. He has extraordinary methods. It is also a dark horse killed in this competition. In addition to bad luck, he met the last time Zongmen Xiao In addition to losing one game to the top of the rankings, it is also a winning streak so far, and the strength is quite impressive.

　　 "Sister Qin, do you think he will win." Yu Yanluan and the sister Qin stood side by side on a corner of the boulder, and said to the sister Qin with some anxiety.

　　 "Aren't you indifferent these few days? Why are you holding me so hard now and still care about his victory." The sister Qin turned her head and frowned and asked.

　　 "After all, he needs to participate in this competition because of me. If I lose, I will be uneasy!" Yu Yanlu sighed slightly and explained softly.

"I don't know what you said is true or false! Anyway, you'd better not take it seriously now. He hooks up like this, and you will suffer in the end!" The sister Qin said with some caution, and then added: "But he The winner of this game is really hard to be sure! The opponent is Senior Brother Lin from the Peak of Different Veins. Like most of the disciples of Peak of Different Veins, he possesses the roots of different spirits and still has a rather difficult wind attribute. The wind blade technique is easy to come. Even the last time Xiao Kuilong, the leader of Xiaobi, won him, it took a lot of effort. The strength cannot be underestimated. I think Brother Lin is fully capable of the top five in the Qi training period!"

　　 "Then what should he do, isn't this time losing more and winning less." Yu Yanluan's eyes were more worried, and even a little anxious.

Seeing Yu Yanluan’s performance, the female Xiu surnamed Qin sighed slightly. She may have been serious. If the other party is a worthy person, it’s okay, but according to the current performance of the surname Han, it is completely different from what she thought. Like that.

　　 The female sister surnamed Qin felt bitter. She knew that the surname Han was not so good, but what could they do? They didn’t pinch their noses to admit it. The double repair was a matter of personal matchmaking by Master Qiao. Who would dare to object? Even the one with the surname Han dare not!

Seeing the worried look on Yu Yanluan’s face, the sister Qin felt soft, and comforted, “Don’t worry too much. Although the Korean surname is not very good, but the strength is still very powerful, from the beginning to the present. The Dzogchen’s direct disciples I met were not one or two, but they were not defeated. They were still able to do their best and looked like they did not do their best. You don’t know, he has already risen to fame at this time and has become a role model for ordinary handyman disciples. Look at the disciples around, five or six out of ten are handyman disciples, they are all directed at him!"

"But the direct disciples I met before are all ordinary spiritual roots, without a strange attribute. If he is not prepared, what if he is caught flat-footed and loses! Blame me, I shouldn't hide from him these days, if I help him watch more The several battles of Brother Lin can also help him a little bit." Yu Yanlun rubbed her hands together, a burst of self-blame on her face.

"Hmph, how can you think like this, he can't watch him without hands or feet? Where do you want you to help him see, what's the matter with your own blame! It is good for him to lose, and he deserves it. Who made him care for him all day? Great!" The female Xiu surnamed Qin suddenly became a little angry, and Yu Yan Luan was too disappointed.

　　 "He has something to do, isn't it something he doesn't want to see." Yu Yanlu muttered in a low voice.

　　 "You don't believe this bad excuse yourself!" The female Xiu surnamed Qin snorted coldly.

However, seeing Yu Yanluo’s aggrieved appearance, the female surnamed Qin sighed in her heart and said, “It’s okay even if you lose. Isn’t there still an offensive and defensive arena? Anyway, he is now in the top 20, as long as Without being defeated by the people behind, he still has the opportunity to challenge the top ten!"

　　 "But the probability of getting into the top ten like this will be much smaller." Yu Yanluo whispered.

　　 The sister of the surname Qin looked at the appearance of Yu Yanluo, she sighed heavily, turned her head, looked at the high platform where Han Ming was standing, and stopped paying attention to Yu Yanluo.

　　 And at this time, the hour is approaching, and a foundation-building monk who is in charge of the ruling is also present, but it is the long-bearded old man Han Ming met during his first battle.

　　Han Ming and the disciple Lin of Yimaifeng bowed to the long-bearded old man.

"In the ninth game of the top ten finals, Lin Fengqi, a different vein peaked against Han Ming in Cangshuge, show his identity token!" The long-bearded old man glanced at Han Ming, then looked at Lin Fengqi again~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Just said with a smile.

　　 Han Ming and Lin Fengqi only took out the identity tokens, before they raised their hands to reveal them, the long-bearded old man didn't even look at them, and they just said the beginning, and after that, they put their hands behind them indifferently.

　　 The words of the old man immediately blinded the two disciples who were about to show their identity tokens in place, so they didn't need to be checked by the divine sense!

　　 "Look at it, it's not that you don't recognize you, hurry up, the old man's cave still has a pot of pill that is being refined!" The long-bearded old man said with a stern face and coldly shouted at the two.

　　 Han Ming and Lin Fengqi looked at each other, and then slightly arched their hands.

　　 "Since the pill pavilion still has pill refining, it is not easy to delay, Brother Han, please!" Lin Feng waved his hand and said to Han Ming.

　　 "Mr. Lin, please!" Han Ming waved his hand as well!

　　 "Brother be careful!" Lin Fengqi put his hands on his chest and slammed into the middle with a pinch. Even the formula was useless. He directly condensed a giant wind blade with a length of five inches and threw it directly at Han Ming.

　　 Han Ming's pupils shrank slightly when he saw this. This Junior Brother Lin really used the wind spell to come at hand. It is impossible for a disciple in the ordinary training period to condense a wind blade technique so easily.

Although the giant wind blade is powerful, Han Ming didn't panic at all. When he moved his feet, he jumped out and dodge the wind blade dangerously and dangerously. After that, the whole person continued to shoot towards Lin Feng. go.

　　 Lin Feng saw Han Ming rushing towards him, but he didn't panic at all. Instead, he smiled, pulling his hands backwards, and then sending them forward. Two medium-sized wind blades came out again, facing Han Ming.

　　 However, Lin Fengqi did not stop there, but continued to cast the spell, throwing out wind blade after wind blade, and in just two or three breaths, he threw out eight or nine powerful wind blades.