Chapter 97 Gorgeous Counterattack

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At this time, two life-and-death friends on the stage gathered together and talked in a low voice. Each game was timed according to a ray of incense. The two people were not busy with the game and actually chatted!

The stage was speechless, and the stage smiled, and the atmosphere was strange to the extreme.

Half a sound, the two laughed and looked extremely happy. They bowed down the stage with their hands and jumped off the ring together! It turned out that both of them abstained!

"Hmm, it's a waste of time!" Pan Hanbei stood up, his gloomy face was extremely fierce, and his eyes swept at the crowd and said hoarsely, "If this happens again, all competitions in this ring will be disqualified!"

Everyone was stunned and stared at Cui Rulong and Lin Dapeng angrily, eager to curse.

The two looked at each other, smiled gently, and quickly left the ring.

Zhang Yan saw all this in her eyes. At the same time, she felt warm for the friendship between the two. If she and Wu Xiurong were in the same ring, would she jump off the ring with her?

"The third scene, Zhang Yan and Xin Rufeng!" Pan Hanbei lay in a bamboo chair and opened his mouth with his eyes closed.

Zhang Yan jumped on the ring and stood at will.

Opposite him, there is already a thin young man standing, with his eyes like knives, and his white face is full of murder. He is Xin Rufeng, a monk in the later stage of building the foundation!

"Fuck, a mid-base-building battle and a foundation-building period, isn't it looking for death~" Among the people under the stage, a middle-aged man in the late-base-building period called out.

The others were stunned and looked at Zhang Yan one after another. That's right, this boy is in the middle of building a foundation! For a moment, everyone had a pitiful expression on their faces and shook their heads one after another.

"It's over, this simple stupid boy's ideas are back to home. Alas, this game is not interesting!"

"End it quickly. Don't waste everyone's time. Just pat your buttocks and leave, brother. It's not a shame!"

"That's right, just admit defeat quickly."

"Shut up!" Wu Xiurong's delicate eyebrows stood up and shouted at the crowd.

Wu Tai came to see his daughter angry, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, sweeping the crowd fiercely. As soon as the Jindan monk became powerful, everyone closed their mouths and looked at the stage, still disdainful.

Wu Xiurong put her hands on her mouth and shouted loudly to the stage, "Man, beat him hard!" The crisp voice spread all around the ring.

Everyone looked at Wu Xiurong with a cold expression and was full of pity. This stupid girl even let the stupid boy beat him. It's lucky not to be beaten...

Liao Yuhu saw everyone's expressions in his eyes. His heart was full of confidence in Zhang Yan, clenched his fists fiercely, and said to himself that you should destroy him fiercely and let these dogs look at it!

Zhang Yan will naturally not be angry with those sarcasm and look at Xin Rufeng calmly.

Xin Rufeng is the best among the many monks that Zhang Yan just noticed. His breath is condensed and his expression is calm. At first glance, he is a fierce character. He did not dare to be careless. It would be humiliating to overturn the boat in the sewer. Besides, Liao Yuhu, Wu Xiurong and others were watching themselves under the stage.

If you lose, it's a shame!

So, you can't lose!

Xin Rufeng was also looking at Zhang Yan. Seeing that he was just a stupid boy in the middle of the foundation, he was unconsciously relieved, and the murder on his face was even stronger.

He has been joining the Qianyu Sect for five years and has been practicing hard. Why did he not participate in the trial conference in the first four years? Isn't it waiting for today to emerge and enter the inner door at one stroke? Now the opportunity has finally come. This stupid boy is just an appetizer. He wants to trample on all the people who block him!

Xin Rufeng looked at the flying sword in his hand lovingly. One foot and three inches long, two fingers wide, as thin as cicada wings, there is a lively firebird floating on the sword body, a surging fire aura surrounds the sword body, and the temperature around it rises suddenly.

The name of the sword is Huoyu, a top-quality magic weapon, which he has accumulated in Longyuan City for more than ten years, which complements his fire attribute constitution. Since he had fire rain, his strength has been greatly improved!

Now I'm going to fight with a stupid boy with fire and rain. Somehow, a trace of regret gushed out of Xin Rufeng's heart, and it's not worth the rain...

The bell rings and the game begins!

Zhang Yan looked calm, with his hands behind his back, and looked at Xin Rufeng leisurely. He did not use the middle-grade spiritual weapon Chanjuan, but stood so indifferently.

How can you be afraid of a top-quality magic weapon?

Xin Rufeng was about to attack. Seeing this, his expression stagnated, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he stood still like Zhang Yan. Before he figured out Zhang Yan's intention, he did not dare to attack carelessly. Although he was extremely disdainful, he still reminded himself that he should not be careless and careless...

Zhang Yan's mouth showed a smile, and his figure looked more chic.

But in everyone's eyes, it is a manifestation of water in their brains. They have taken out a top-quality magic weapon. If you don't admit defeat, you should take out a decent magic weapon to resist twice. So, like being a stupid lamb to be slaughtered?

Liao Yuhu was also stunned, but he didn't think much about it. He knew that Zhang Yan must have his own plan, as long as he looked at it carefully.

And Wu Xiurong's big dark eyes were full of worship and muttered, "This is the man~~"

Wu Tailai looked at the old man beside him and saw each other's puzzlement. He shook his head and looked at the top of the ring disdainfully. He wanted to see what Zhang Yan was doing.

If you pass the first level, you can't pass, hum! What qualifications do you have to marry the daughter of my martial arts family?

Is this boy suffing me? A guy in the middle of foundation building is not expected to be very powerful! Xin Rufeng's mouth was full of self-deprecating, and he may be too cautious...

Don't wait! A strong momentum suddenly broke out on Xin Rufeng's body, and the fire and rain sword in his hand suddenly rose into the air, shooting out a large area of red clouds and fire, and headed towards Zhang Yan. The sound was so powerful that it seemed to ignite the air, and the surrounding temperature rose again!

A bright light flashed in Zhang Yan's eyes. He moved, and two cyan pure flames suddenly gushed out from his hands. With a wave of his hand, the two cyan flames were like wandering dragons, and both of them surged towards the fire clouds. At the same time, the momentum of the body soared, and the unparalleled momentum rotated around the body with pure Aoki Reiki.

A flying sword spouted by fire clouds, two turbulent flames of Aoki Zhenyuan. As soon as they touched, they made a violent sound. Aoki Zhenyuan disappeared into the endless firelight, and the fire rain flying sword buzzed, and the momentum rose even more!

Hu~ Xin Rufeng breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhang Yan with a pitiful look in his eyes. Five elements of fire and wood, the most basic common sense in the world of cultivation, you are not dead this time...

When everyone under the stage saw the spirit of Aoki, they were as bitter as the wind, and the pity on their faces was even stronger. Liao Yuhu's face changed slightly, took a deep breath and stared at the stage. Xue Longshan's eyes were burning, and her jade hands twisted the corners of her clothes, and she was about to crush the cloth. Only Wu Xiurong still stared at Zhang Yan with a smile and was not ordinary confidence in Zhang Yan.

"Die!" Xin Rufeng shouted in his heart, a chill flashed on his face, and his body soared, driving the fire and rain flying sword like mercury, and endless red clouds covered Zhang Yan with a hot firelight.

Faster than lightning, extremely powerful!

Zhang Yan quietly watched the fire and rain flying sword arrive. When he was only half a foot away from him, his right hand was wrapped in blue light and quickly grabbed it forward and buckled it. Between the lightning and flint, the flying sword was actually caught in his hand!

The flying sword is like a spiritual swimming fish, struggling violently and making waves of clear sound, but it can't escape from one hand! The fiery red clouds around him covered Zhang Yan, and the hot and violent power hit him without hurting a trace of fur.

The gray clothes of poor quality are intact, and the long hair that dances without wind has never been anxious. Zhang Yan's face is still as calm as water, without a trace of effort.

Xin Rufeng's face changed when Zhang Yan's detective grabbed the fire and rain flying sword. He was no longer killing and no longer fierce. But dull, shocked, stunned, unwilling...

How can it be! Can one hand resist me with a top-quality magic weapon? He didn't believe it. He gritted his teeth and urged Zhenyuan all over his body to control the fire and rain flying sword, and his face surged wildly. The real strength in the later stage of foundation building was poured out by him without reservation!

The firelight and power of the fire, rain and flying sword are indeed great, and the struggle is even more intense. But that hand is firmly controlled as if holding a chess piece, not to let it break free even a little.

The scene at this time was very strange. Xin Rufeng was sweating heavily and released his whole body with a ferocious face, almost doing his best. Zhang Yan carried his back in his left hand and firmly grasped the flying sword struggling with the firelight in his right hand. His body was shrouded in the red clouds of flames, but he was not damaged at all, and his expression was calm and indifferent.

A later stage of foundation building, a middle stage of foundation building; a top-quality magic weapon, a stable right hand. If this scene changes the role, it is normal, but this is a stupid boy in the middle of the foundation with one hand to control a top-quality magic tool in the later stage of the foundation~

Incredible, or weird!

Sizzling ~ Everyone under the stage took a breath of cold air, their eyes were round, their mouths were wide open, and they could swallow a duck egg. No one made a sound, dead silence.

Liao Yuhu's clenched fists loosened, and his eyes were shocked and more cheerful.

Xue Longshan's eyes were clear, and she breathed a long breath in her heart. When she put her long hair with her hand, she found that her palms were full of wet cold sweat.

Wu Tailai had the same expression as the old servant beside him, with a trace of doubt in surprise, his expression was extremely complicated, and the coldness in his eyes was even stronger.

Even Pan Hanbei, who had been lying in the bamboo chair and closed his thoughts, opened his eyes at this moment. His eyes were like electricity, staring at Zhang Yan, who was facing Yuezhi on the stage, and his gloomy face showed a trace of surprise.

"Man, don't wait, give him away!" Wu Xiurong waved the wrist of bullying the frost and snow, and her beautiful cheeks were full of excitement, like ripe apples, shining brightly.

Her voice was crisp, but not big, but in the silence at this time, it was like a thunderbolt. Everyone under the stage woke up in horror and looked at the stage one after another, looking forward to it.

Zhang Yan subverted their thinking. They were excited and expected a miracle to appear in front of their eyes!