Unexpectedly, Yang Le would be so cautious, Sun Fan, who was a little upset, couldn't help but think in his heart.

"It took a lot of effort for me to get to where I am today. I must not let this kid leave!"

Everyone only knew that Sun Fan was calm by nature, but they didn't see the desire for power hidden under that cold face!

Speaking of which, he can be regarded as a poor person. He has a record of 68 undefeated victories, but he does not enjoy the same treatment as Chen Pi and Wang Lin. In order to have more time to study Kung Fu and go deep into Jian Chu, he

Almost only lives in legends.

"Ah~~~~~"

Seeing that time was running out, Sun Fan suddenly raised his voice to the sky and howled, and his whole body slowly turned into a towering tree. Green mist came out of his mouth, and countless thorny vines and branches shot towards Yang Le's direction.

It was at this moment that a breeze blew over Yang Le's cheek, and a few drops of blood flew away with the wind. After a while, he felt like he had been stung by an ant, and a gash appeared!

"This is......"

"The secret of wind!!!"

Yang Le was a little shocked, his eyes widened. He didn't expect that Sun Fan would understand the secret of wind at the last moment!

After moving a little, he didn't expect that there were a few more cuts all over his body. Regardless of the fact that there was not much time left, Yang Le might even lose his life if he continued like this.

"This is just a preliminary test. Once Sun Fan initially masters this field of wind, I don't think it will end well!"

"Xunjian style!"

Thinking of this, Yang Le put away the True Fire Sword in his hand and forcibly used the Wind Sword Technique in "The Way of the Human Emperor", hoping to use moves with the same attributes to determine the outcome.

It's not that Yang Letuo is too big, but just when Sun Fan understood the secret of wind, he also had an epiphany and simply practiced his own skills in this arena.

He Demeng's pupils suddenly shrank. He never expected that this guy had more than one attribute. Even the host on the side did not forget to take out a small notebook and record it in the record.

"Impossible, impossible!!!"

"This is my skill, how could you possibly know it just by looking at it!!!"

Sun Fan, who was immersed in understanding the true realm, before he had time to be happy, he was shocked to find that the boy opposite actually used the power of wind, even more violently than his gentle breeze and drizzle.

Not only is it as powerful as a tornado, it is even combined with the wind sword in your hand to form a powerful penetrating and strangulating power!

Like the gentle breeze crossing the river, it hit the storm formed outside Yang Le's body, constantly making loud "crackling" sounds, and even a faint trace of translucent firelight appeared.

"This is not fire!"

Yang Le, who accidentally discovered this abnormality, only felt it for a moment, and his expression gradually became complicated. He was a little surprised, a little confused, and a little happy.

"This is the prototype of thunder and lightning!"

Boom boom boom boom~

While he was thinking, Sun Fan grabbed the breeze in the field and kept beating him with the branches derived from his limbs. The buds and leaves on them were the hardest stings, and the wind wall outside his body suddenly became

Some are crumbling.

The original feeling in my heart was interrupted instantly, and when I tried to capture it again, it was already too late!

Yang Le couldn't bear this kind of impolite person. Even though Sun Fan was much stronger than him, he had no energy to replenish after the battle, so he was actually just a paper tiger.

Yang Le, who is still in peak condition, relies on the unique trick of Xunjian Style

, it is really possible to defeat it!

The anger in his heart is the best accelerant. Yang Le was like a rocket being launched. The speed of rotation instantly increased by a notch, stirring up the surrounding breeze for a moment.

In this short period of time, the wind sword in Yang Le's hand was pointed directly at the enemy's eyebrows. Sun Fan even felt the fear of death. However, at this moment, except for staring at Yang Le unwillingly, he could not do anything.

Effective action.

"competition is over!"

If Yang Le hadn't bet on a tie, if he hadn't thought about He Demeng losing money, he would have tortured himself. If...

But without if, Yang Le still chose to stop at the last moment. In order to act more realistically, he even took the initiative to fall to the ground, as if the energy in his body was completely exhausted. The painful expression on his face made me pity him!

"I want you to die!!!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Fan, who survived the catastrophe, was not grateful at all. Instead, he suddenly exploded at the end of the game, and his legs and feet turned into tree roots and directly wrapped the unsuspecting Yang Le.

In this prison made of branches, a violent whirlwind suddenly blew up. Its shape seemed to be similar to the "Xunjian Style" used by Yang Le before.

"snort!"

Just when the host was about to stop him, a cold snort suddenly sounded in the venue, and everyone's ears were temporarily deafened. Sun Fan, who had turned into a big tree, seemed to have seen something terrible, and even screamed.

Before it could be sent out in time, it fell into pieces and completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

"Immortal level boss?"

"Both the soul and soul are destroyed?"

"This is too scary!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Fan, who has reached the eighth level of Heaven Level, is no match for this mysterious Heaven Level boss!

This cold snort is obviously some kind of sonic attack, otherwise it would not have such a huge attack power. If all the fairy-level masters could kill people by casually snorting a few words, Yang Le and the others would have died in the hands of Taoist Hyena and the others.

The men are gone.

"You are very nice. I will wait for you in the Tianzihao area and I will give you a big gift then!"

This voice came and went as quickly as it came. After saying this sentence, it disappeared without a trace, and the tense atmosphere in the venue relaxed.

"Because of my work mistakes, Yang Le was seriously injured after the game. For this reason, I will award him an additional 50 points on behalf of the arena to show fairness!"

"competition is over!"

"Yang Lesheng!"

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected gain. While Yang Le was happy, he suddenly felt a vague gaze. Just a glance from the corner of his eye made him sweat profusely!

"How could I forget this?"

It turned out to be He Demeng staring at him with a resentful look on his face!

Yang Le walked up to the host without hesitation, stared at the microphone and gestured. After receiving permission, he held it in his hand and said very weakly:

"Ahem..."

"Hello everyone, I am Yang Le. The reason why I didn't...ahem...didn't leave directly is because I felt that I didn't win!"

"After all, I failed to defeat my opponent before the end of the game, so I don't think I can be judged to have won just because the enemy fouled me. Such a victory is something my generation of monks are ashamed of!"

"Ahem...if possible, I hope the arena can judge us

For a tie..."

After Yang Le said this, he suddenly fainted on the arena. The staff immediately rushed over, but was pushed away by He De.

"Since when did the captain become so active?"

Yang Le's uprightness instantly won the respect of everyone in the audience. It's okay to disrespect him. After all, they all bought this tie before.

The host originally wanted to use this method to reduce some losses in the arena, but he didn't expect Yang Le to dare to take the initiative. Even though he was a little unhappy about being refuted, in order not to cause public anger, he still decided it was a draw!

In fact, Yang Le also knew very well that if he took the initiative to speak, he would probably offend the host, but in the end he chose to side with He Demeng.

Although Zi Lanshan recovered well from her injuries, she was unable to recover her cultivation in the end. In these alleys where people could eat people, no one except this strong administrator could help him.

For this reason, after he said this, he could only choose to pass out on the spot, but what he never expected was that He Demeng actually rushed out and sent him back to the room, and even said something to Zi Lanshan before leaving.

He said something meaningful.

"He's fine. I'll come see you after dawn and ask this guy to figure out what he wants to exchange for. I can take the time to help you buy it!"

After He Demeng left, Yang Le still did not open his eyes. It was not until a long time later that all the monks returned to the room that he quietly stood up, covered Zi Lanshan's little mouth and said:

"Xiaoshan, don't talk. I'm fine. I was just acting!"

"Whenever you encounter danger from now on, go find He Demeng, the strong man just now!"

"Be obedient, go to bed quickly, don't ask anything, don't say anything!"

After listening to Yang Le's words, Zi Lanshan was really like a good baby, holding his hand, and soon fell asleep, as if she had had a sweet dream, her smile was so sweet.

"Is this kid really hurt?"

"Does this bitch He Demeng want to take credit from me?"

At a corner of the Huangzi residential area, a monk stared at the house where Yang Le was with some confusion for a long time. Since He Demeng left, there seemed to be no movement inside.

"Hey~, maybe I'm worrying too much. No matter how defiant he is, he is just a monk at the sixth level of heaven. To be able to do what he is now, he is already considered a genius among geniuses!"

This person disappeared in a flash. A ray of moonlight swept over him, and then he saw his true face - the host of the competition!

In fact, Yang Le's heart was beating for a while now. He never thought that such an arrogant person as He Demeng would take the initiative to resist his return home.

In addition to what he seemed to have said to Zi Lanshan when he left, Yang Le clearly felt that he seemed to have discovered some of his secrets.

Regardless of other things, how can a monk who is only at the sixth level of heaven and has no energy conversion at all achieve more than twice the amount of energy in his body than a monk who is at the eighth level of heaven?

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Chapter completed!