Du Fan slapped the storage bag with one hand, took out a Shenqi pill and swallowed it, and then used the old method of cultivating the plank road openly and secretly crossing Chen Cang, and used most of his mind to practice the spirit-covering technique.

Three more days later, Du Fan, who was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, suddenly opened his eyes and frowned slightly.

"In three days, I only completed one-tenth of my cultivation. Among all the techniques I mastered, except for the Vajra Indestructible Body and Immortal Immortal Body that need to be practiced step by step, it is the most difficult to practice."

Du Fan felt quite depressed. Just as he was hesitating whether to continue practicing, the Mo Ling Flying Boat suddenly trembled slightly, and then Liu Zhongtian's voice suddenly came out, echoing in every place on the Flying Boat in an instant.

"The competition location has arrived, and you can't come out yet!"

After hearing this, Du Fan no longer cared about practicing secret techniques and immediately stood up and walked outside the cabin.

...

Half an hour later, Du Fan followed the monks of Crescent Island and entered the infield. The seats assigned to Crescent Island this time have not changed, and they are still the previous VIP area.

Du Fan glanced around and saw that the number of people in the field was much smaller than the last time.

He guessed that after the first match, many of the participating monks from small and medium-sized islands were destroyed, so there was no need for monks from these islands to appear here, as long as the last match came again.

On the unusually conspicuous special stand in the sky, the first two rows of seats were empty at this time.

Those Nascent Soul Powers from the Three Main Islands only appeared at the opening ceremony to support the scene, and then show their faces at the closing ceremony, even if they give these people a great face.

How could a person like them waste his precious time on the Qi Refining Cultivation Competition?

Another hour passed, all the monks who needed to perform the second match had arrived.

"quiet!"

Lin Musen, the guardian of Luoye Island, stood up and coughed, the slightly noisy inner field suddenly became quiet.

"Next, Lin briefly talks about the rules of the second** comparison.

The score of this ** is two games. The first half is very simple. The monks who ranked among the top 100 in the first ** match will compete in two pairs, and the winner will be among the top 50 in this competition.

The specific details of the first half competition will naturally be arranged by our Luoye Island master after you enter the court.

The monks who win in the first half can return to the VIP seat to rest. After everyone finishes the battle, they will compete in the first twenty of the second half. As for the matters related to the second half, we will notify you at that time."

"Okay, the top 100 cultivators in the first ** competition can enter the market now!" After Lin Musen finished speaking, he ignored the matter of the competition, turned around and returned to his position, whispering something to another Jindan monk next to him.

"Du Fan, Zhou Dahai, you can enter the market too. Be careful when fighting. If you really encounter an opponent who cannot compete, even if you lose, I will not blame you. Just try your best." The middle-aged man named Liu spoke indifferently. At this time, he was kind and did not say any threatening words.

"Yes, I will follow the teachings of Liu Protector's Law!"

Du Fan and the others immediately stood up, responded respectfully, and bowed to the four golden elixir guardians of Crescent Island. Then they looked terrified and walked into the stage and headed straight for the arena.

At this time, a row of foundation building masters had already stood in the arena. These people first authenticated the monks who participated in the second match to avoid "gunners" and other things.

"You are...ah! I remembered that you are the one who took the opportunity in the first place, Du Fan of Crescent Island!" When it was Du Fan's turn, the leader of the Foundation Building Hall, who was responsible for the inspection, was slightly stunned, and then suddenly realized, and a strange look appeared on his face.

"Ahem, I am Du Fan from Crescent Island. Pay a visit to senior!" Du Fan coughed lightly, a little embarrassed.

"I have a deep impression of you. I don't need to verify my identity. Take this sign and go to the No. 5 ring. There are other hall masters there to arrange the following things for you."

The leader of the Foundation Building Hall had no intention of making things difficult for Du Fan. With his big sleeves trembling, a green light flew out and turned into a green wooden sign, floating in front of Du Fan.

Du Fan swept his divine thoughts and saw the size of a wooden sign. There were three leaves on the front, and there were runes shining around it, and a number on the back. As for the meaning of this number, it probably was similar to the function of number.

Du Fan grabbed the wooden sign, clasped his fists and thanked him, and then walked towards the No. 5 ring.

“Young man is…”

After Du Fan arrived near the No. 5 ring, he bowed to the founder of the Foundation Building Hall who had already stood there. Just when he was about to introduce himself, he unexpectedly waved his hand to him and said:

"Du Fan from Crescent Island, no need to introduce it. I have an impression of you. If you give me the sign, you can go there and wait."

Du Fan was speechless, but he still presented the wooden sign he had just obtained with both hands.

Then his eyes turned and there were five people standing there on the edge of the ring.

His divine thoughts swept through these people, and as a result, they were all great perfect cultivators in the Qi Refining Stage, and they all looked at the peak. They only needed one step to enter the foundation-building realm.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go there quickly!" The master of the Foundation Building Hall was a little impatient, and suddenly his face turned cold and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Yes, I'll go here now." Du Fan's heart was trembling, and he didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately moved his feet and walked quickly to the place where the five people were.

In the next half a minute, three more people came one after another. At this time, there were nine monks in the No. 5 ring where Du Fan was located, and one person was still away from the full crew.

Du Fan breathed a sigh of relief. Among the eight monks standing side by side with him, there were no fifteen people mentioned by Zi Yan's protector. After calculating the probability in his mind, he felt that he was too lucky.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look around, but when his eyes fell on the No. 2 arena, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised. Among the fifteen people mentioned by Zi Yan, the arena actually occupied four places at once.

"The Death Group!" Du Fan couldn't help but think of this in his mind.

At this moment, Du Fan suddenly looked, then his eyes turned, and he saw an acquaintance slowly walking towards the No. 5 ring. When he saw this person, his heart suddenly became tight and he secretly said something was wrong.

This person is Liao Mingyu, who Du Fan once met and fought once in the Temple of Falling Leaves Returning to the Roots!

"It turns out to be Mr. Liao, I want to congratulate you in advance." The founder of the Foundation Building Hall, who was responsible for managing the No. 5 ring, immediately disappeared from the coldness before, with a gentle expression, a polite speech, and a smile on his face, as if facing the same level.

"Uncle Wang, why are you saying this?" Liao Mingyu smiled slightly and bowed to him.

"Hehe, among the people in the No. 5 arena, let alone there are no one who can compete with you, even if there is no one who can take your ten moves, I naturally want to congratulate Mr. Liao on his successful advancement." Mr. Wang smiled and said so.

"Sir Wang praised it, you don't know that among these fellow Taoists, there are many people who hide dragons and crouch their tigers. Don't underestimate them." While Liao Mingyu spoke, his eyes glanced at Du Fan intentionally or unintentionally.

"Oh? There is such a thing! Master Liao, what do you mean..." Liao Mingyu's eyes were noticed by Uncle Wang. After his thoughts changed, he looked a little hesitant.

"Uncle Wang, since it's a battle, it's more interesting to be evenly matched, do you think so?" Liao Mingyu smiled and said with a frown.

Although Liao Mingyu's voice was not high, his words made the other nine monks in the No. 5 ring clearly hear it. The eight people except Du Fan naturally looked at each other and were confused, while Du Fan's face looked a little ugly.

"Haha, what Mr. Liao said is reasonable. Wang knows what to do. You go there and wait for a while. I think the competition will start soon." Uncle Wang laughed and understood immediately.

In the eyes of this uncle Wang, the other nine monks must not be the opponents of this nephew Liao. Liao's purpose was mostly to have some grudges against Du Fan of the Crescent Island, and wanted to teach him a lesson or even kill him on the ring.

Uncle Wang naturally would not refuse such things that can be sold to the other party for a simple task.

"Liao Mingyu is a man with excellent qualifications, and it is not difficult to advance to the foundation-building stage, and it is even possible to form a pill.

The most important thing is his identity, which is really amazing. If he could sell it here, it would be considered a good relationship for me. This relationship must be quite good!" Uncle Wang's eyes suddenly burst out with strange light.

"Fellow Daoist Du, it seems that you and I are very destined to be together. I didn't expect to meet again so soon." Liao Mingyu came to Du Fan and spoke with a smile.

"Yes, it's really a coincidence. I hope Fellow Daoist Liao will show mercy later." Du Fan forced a smile and said in a low voice.

"Fellow Daoist Du is too modest. Liao is fighting with you, but he is not sure of winning at all. By the way, in the Temple of Falling Leaves Returning to the Roots, what Fellow Daoist Du is planning will go smoothly?" Liao Mingyu waved his hand without any objection, then lowered his voice.

"Fellow Daoist Liao misunderstood. I don't have the courage to go to Luoye to go and make plans for anything.
Chapter completed!