Chapter 1807: Invincible

The rules of the ring match are very simple. It is a one-on-one battle. There are no restrictions on martial arts techniques, treasures, and even all kinds of weird means can be used. The only way to win is to defeat the enemy or make the opponent surrender.

Compared with the knockout match, the rules of the ring match are more cruel. It tests the true combat ability of the cultivator. After all, to become a real strong man, it is not just about cultivation, but also requires experience, courage, and wisdom against the enemy.

The four groups of competitions will be held at the same time until the champion of each group is selected before the final decisive match can be held. Of course, if you perform well in the ring, you will also get some good benefits, such as being accepted as a disciple by the hall master or elder.

Therefore, in this kind of ring match, everyone will try their best to select less than 400 people from tens of thousands of people. These people are the elite among the elites and the geniuses among the geniuses.

The ring in the center of the valley was soon covered with a layer of light curtain shining with a faint golden light. This light curtain barrier can prevent the fluctuations of the battle between the two sides from spreading and affecting the disciples watching.

In the voices of the two hall masters, the first pair of people in the four groups flew onto the ring.

Zhuo Bufan's eyes fell on the third group of arena, where a young man and a woman stood. Both of them looked quite young, but they had the strength of the middle level of the Galaxy level. They should be old disciples of the Seventh Sect.

The weapon used by the young man was a cold knife, while the weapon used by the woman was a long sword. The two figures suddenly met in the air, performing various martial arts techniques. The strong true energy fluctuations hit the light curtain, rippling layers of ripples.

About ten minutes later, the long sword in the woman's hand turned into a smart snake, instantly piercing the young man's arm, knocking the latter heavily to the ground and winning.

The longest competition on the four-sided arena lasted for half an hour before the winner was decided. The strong men showed their strongest fighting power, making such a battle exciting and not delayed for too long.

One match after another was carried out, and soon it was Zhuo Bufan's turn. He was fighting with a young man who mainly practiced magic. His strength was at the peak of the middle level of the Galaxy level, and he was only one step away from the high level of the Galaxy level.

The two men stood on the ring and bowed slightly.

"My luck is really bad. I met a monster like you in the first game." The young man with long black hair showed a bitter look on his face.

"But even so, I will do my best. Be careful."

As the young man said, his figure slowly floated into the air, his arms spread out, and a sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded. Then, a bunch of black daggers flew into the air. There were densely packed, about more than a hundred black daggers, with a black cold light, giving people an extremely sharp feeling.

On the stands, in addition to the masters, hall masters, guardians, and deacons of the Seven Gates, there were some other people who did not belong to the Seven Gates in the back. They were all the helmsmen of various large families. Their families had children practicing in the Seven Gates. After being invited this time, they came to watch the Seven Gates' ring match.

"Oh, is this kid from the Wu family? He actually knows the Wu family's 'Wulianshu'. He can actually practice the 'Wulianshu' to such an extent. He is quite powerful."

On the seats where the heads of the major families sat, an old man with a white beard and wearing a black suit with gold edges had his eyes lit up and said slowly.

"Patriarch Liu, you also know the Wu family's skills. The other person should be your Liu family's grandson-in-law. I wonder if he can withstand the attack of the Wu family's genius generation." A middle-aged man with tiger eyes said next to him.

"Patriarch Hong, have you forgotten that your Hong Ling is not Zhuo Bufan's opponent?" Liu Lifu smiled slightly, glanced at the latter, and smiled.

The old man was Liu Lifu, the head of the Liu family. Originally, Liu Shangfa and Liu Shangwu should have invited Liu Shangwu to participate in the Seven Gates Arena Tournament, but Liu Lifu insisted on coming in person, which was naturally because of Zhuo Bufan.

Liu Lifu was very fond of Zhuo Bufan. If Zhuo Bufan and Liu Yiyi's relationship came true, the status of the Liu family in Qionglong Star would also be raised to a higher level in the future.

The middle-aged man with tiger eyes was the head of the Hong family. On the surface, they merged with the Liu family, but in fact, the two sides had many secret frictions and competition in business.

Hearing this, the family members of the Hong family snorted coldly, obviously dissatisfied.

"Brother Zhuo, be careful!"

The young man surnamed Wu shouted coldly, and the light in his eyes suddenly became sharp. Hundreds of daggers with black light suspended in the air trembled violently, and then they were trained into a knife snake dozens of meters long, dancing in the sky, and then a sharp whistle sounded, and then shot towards Zhuo Bufan at a very fast speed again.

The other party mainly studied magic and was good at magic attack. What he feared most was being approached by a warrior, so he adopted a long-range attack from the beginning.

Looking at the dagger that shot at him like a black snake, Zhuo Bufan's eyes flashed with a faint brilliance, but he did not take out the Ice Emperor Rain Sword. Instead, he clenched his fist, and the powerful true energy suddenly gathered on his fist like a rushing stream, making the surface of his fist flow with a metallic coldness.

"Huh?"

Seeing that Zhuo Bufan did not even take out his weapon, the young man surnamed Wu was stunned at first, and then a cunning look flashed across his eyes, "Junior Brother Zhuo, a lion will use all its strength to fight a rabbit, and you will suffer if you do this...

As the young man finished speaking, the daggers that were originally connected to form a black dragon suddenly separated again, forming a sky full of black light, which shot out like a storm. Each dagger was three inches long, with jagged edges. Once stabbed, it would definitely cause serious injuries.

Boom!

Facing the sky full of black light, Zhuo Bufan suddenly punched out, carrying a violent true energy, as if the true energy in the ring was trembling. The fist force hit the sky full of black light, and the sound of metal and iron rang out.

Immediately, those sharp black lights shot out again, but this time they shot backwards.

Seeing this, the black-faced young man's face changed suddenly, and his hands immediately condensed a seal, covering his body with a layer of talisman array. The black light that shot backwards hit the barrier, making a ding-ding-ding sound. Immediately, the barrier that could not withstand such an attack was broken, and the young man was directly hit by the black light dagger and flew backwards.

"Brother, I'm sorry." Zhuo Bufan looked at the pale-faced young man lying on the ring and bowed.

With one punch, he broke the opponent's attack and knocked him back. Although the young man was unwilling, he also understood that even if he fought desperately, he might not be able to narrow the gap between him and Zhuo Bufan.

"You are very strong, and I don't lose unfairly."

Next, Zhuo Bufan entered the final game of the third group in an invincible manner. Of course, such a result was expected by most people.

The last guy who broke through the siege and prepared to compete with Zhuo Bufan in the group finals was an old disciple of the Seventh Gate. He had long silver hair, wore a tight suit, and used a long spear as a weapon. He was able to break through the siege and enter the final, which showed his strength.