Chapter 1813 Double Champions

Looking at the fast approaching enemy, his thick arms were surrounded by thick black mist, like boa constrictors wrapping around his arms, his body made strange noises, like a symphony of thunder, obviously he had exerted all his strength.

The intensely fluctuating true energy instantly crushed the arena under his feet again. Accompanied by a deep roar, cold blood gleamed from his dark red eyes, and his right arm was covered with sharp backflowing energy, like a tyrannical spear, stabbing again. Moving forward, there were bursts of air explosions along the way.

"Yaotan Lengyan!"

A cyan fire snake suddenly jumped out from Zhuo Bufan's arm, wrapped around the whole arm, covered the surface of the fist, forming an extremely strange cyan flame, which is the power of the soul fire.

The eyes of Zhuo Bufan flying over had indestructible firmness, and smashed towards the Yiyi below, and the latter also opened his mouth, bursting out powerful true energy, his right arm was like a gun, and bombarded away.

The moment the fists of the two came into contact, the world seemed to fall into silence.

Whoosh!

The Seventh Elder in the viewing platform waved his palm lightly, and a stream of golden light flew into the sky, instantly falling down like a meteor, forming a golden mask, enveloping Zhuo Bufan and Yiyi within a range of more than ten kilometers.

After a moment of silence, a deafening explosion sounded, and a circle of powerful vigor fluctuated away in a form visible to the naked eye, hitting the golden light curtain, causing ripples on the golden light curtain.

Zhuo Bufan's throat was sweet, and a stream of blood spurted out from his mouth. A violent force poured into his body, making his bones almost shattered. At the same time, the cyan flame snake covered in his fist did indeed appear with a kind of extreme power. The fast speed penetrated into Yi Yi's fist, and then drilled into the opponent's divine sea.

There was a moment of trance in the eyes of Yi Yi, and then Zhuo Bufan flew upside down, suppressed forcibly, controlled the disordered zhenyuan, stood in the air, and stared at Wei Yi indifferently.

With a speed visible to the naked eye, the tall Yi Yi changed back to his original body shape again, and the blood in his eyes also receded like the ebbing tide, and regained his clear color again.

"I lost!"

After recovering to its original state, Yi Yi's eyes flickered with pain, his breath became extremely weak, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

Heyi's mind recalled the rainy night twenty years ago, when a strong man in his family was killed, and he escaped by hiding in the family's secret room. You have to practice diligently, so that one day you can avenge the family members.

It is precisely because of this that he was appreciated and cultivated by Feng Rupei.

"But, I'm not reconciled...I can't lose."

Heyi propped his fists on the ground, his hair was loose, and he gritted his teeth hard, almost crushing them, feeling extremely unwilling in his heart.

At this moment, Xuan Yi felt a breeze falling in front of him, and then slowly raised his head, looking at Zhuo Bufan standing in front of him, his eyes showed a strange look.

He never thought that he would lose to a freshman.

"You have your persistence, and I have my dream. Failure is only temporary, and it doesn't mean the future." Zhuo Bufan looked at Sui Yi, and he could feel the aura that he was quite familiar with on the other party. The unstoppable drive generated by the pressure dream.

Hearing Zhuo Bufan's words, Yi Yi's eyes gradually calmed down, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It is not wrong to lose to you, you are right, a temporary failure is nothing, one day I will become stronger."

Naturally, other people couldn't hear the conversation between the two, but this fierce battle did make many people refresh their understanding of Zhuo Bufan's and Yi Yi's combat power, and many people even believed that Zhuo Bufan could Defeat Duanmu Jinglin.

"This Suiyi actually practiced the secret art of the demon clan." Among the crowd, a young man in white frowned slightly, his face was a little dignified, "If I want to defeat Suiyi, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort, Zhuo Bufan actually managed to win, it seems that I underestimated his strength."

This white-clothed young man is Duanmu Jinglin, and Duanmu Bo, who was standing beside him, swallowed with difficulty. After all, Zhuo Bufan's performance was a bit tough. In Dayan City, Zhuo Bufan was definitely not like this. strength.

It's only been less than two months, and the speed at which the opponent's strength has improved is terrifying.

Daojun, Chen Yan, Liu Qingyang and a group of monks from Blue Star also showed shock, but they also had a kind of pride in their hearts. After all, Zhuo Bufan represented the dignity and glory of Blue Star monks.

"This guy is really perverted!" Daojun shook his head calmly.

At this moment, two figures landed next to Su Yiyi, they were Su Yuanfan and Feng Rupei.

"Master, I'm sorry..." He Yi saw Feng Rupei, his face changed slightly, he lowered his head and said respectfully.

"Don't say anything, go back with me first. As for your cultivation of the secret art of the demon clan, the seventh elder will ask you personally." Feng Rupei's face was also extremely ugly, and he immediately disappeared into the In the middle of the ring.

He Yi is his disciple, and this time the group arena actually used the secret magic technique of the demon clan. If the matter is serious, it might involve his status as the hall master.

"This match, Zhuo Bufan won." Su Yuanfang said indifferently, and then his eyes fell on Zhuo Bufan, showing a little bit of splendor, "Congratulations, Zhuo Bufan, your performance is amazing, and the seventh elder also praised you A few words, maybe something good will happen."

"Thank you, Hall Master Su." Zhuo Bufan cupped his hands, with a wry smile on his face, although he won this battle, he didn't feel well.

"Next match, Qian Zhimo and Duanmu Jinglin!"

Su Yuanfan continued to speak, and his majestic voice spread throughout the valley.

Things like this can't affect the normal progress of the group arena.

A graceful figure and a white figure flew to the center of the arena, and now the arena has been destroyed by Zhuo Bufan and Yi Yi, and the two can only stand in the air, facing each other across the air.

"Master Su, I am not Senior Brother Duanmu's opponent. I take the initiative to admit defeat, and there is no need to continue the fight." Qian Zhimo looked back at Su Yuanfan, cupped her hands, and said softly.

"Huh? You want to take the initiative to admit defeat?" Su Yuanfan frowned, but he didn't expect that Qian Zhimo didn't want to fight Duanmu Jinglin.

In fact, everyone knew that with Duanmu Jinglin's strength, Qian Zhimo would undoubtedly lose, and there was no need to continue the fight.

"Since you took the initiative to admit defeat, then Duanmu Jinglin will win, and the next final will be between Duanmu Jinglin and Zhuo Bufan." Su Yuanfan said slowly, but glanced at Zhuo Bufan from the corner of his eye. There are also some injuries left, and it takes time to adjust the breath.

Such a fight is probably not fair!

"Don't fight, Zhuo Bufan was injured in the battle with Yiyi just now, and the competition was not fair. This time, Zhuo Bufan and Duanmu Jinglin tied for first place in the group arena."

Afterwards, an old voice sounded faintly, and the person who spoke was the Seventh Elder, the master of the Seven Sects.

Double champions... Everyone was a little surprised for a while, after all, this kind of situation had never happened in the seven-door ring competition, and after Duanmu Jinglin heard this sentence, the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, and his face became extremely ugly.