Chapter 310 Contest, bet

From the blitzkrieg of the young man in the concentrating stage to Yang Fan's attack, the whole process was only between lightning and fire.

When everyone reacted, a "ding" sound came from his ears, but Yang Fan's two fingers had already clamped the sharp spiritual weapon with the half-moon blade.

Two fingers, pick up the spiritual weapon with empty hands!

The monks on the field were stunned and could hardly believe the facts in front of them, and were even more shocked.

The whole face of the young man in the concentration stage was as pale as paper. His spiritual weapon was of the top level and was even more of an attack weapon among magic weapons.

Whether it is a spiritual weapon or a magic weapon, it can generally be called an "attack weapon". Not to mention the power of magic, just in terms of sharpness and attack power, it is definitely far superior to weapons of the same level.

In addition, general attack weapons contain certain "armor-breaking" abilities, which is a nightmare for monks who rely on defensive shields and defensive magic weapons.

Among the attacking weapons, there is another kind of treasure, that is, "attacking Libao". This is also the powerful weapon that Yang Fan wants to pursue after possessing rare materials such as "Ruihuang Stone".

Although the spiritual weapons of young people in the concentrating stage cannot be said to attack Libao, they are enough to be considered as the category of the same level of sharp weapons. If the idle spiritual weapons and magic weapons are head-on, they may be damaged by them.

But at this moment, Yang Fan stretched out two fingers and clamped them, without any damage.

Such strength and means are really scary.

"stop!"

Yang Fan just used the half-moon blade when the middle-aged man in the brocade robe shouted coldly, his face darkened: "Who told you to do it?!!"

"this……"

The young man in the concentration stage who had just taken action had a pale face. Under the power of the master of the Foundation Establishment stage, he was almost at a loss.

But he felt extremely resentful.

When they shouted to take action just now, the middle-aged man in the brocade robe made acquiescent and did not stop him. But when the young man in the concentrating stage took action, he hindered the enemy and scolded him.

"Why are you stunned? Why don't you apologize to Yang Yaoshi?"

The middle-aged man with a foundation-building robe shook his figure and appeared beside him in the blink of an eye, slapped him hard.

Bang!

The slap was extremely loud and could be heard throughout Tianxing Pavilion. Five blood marks on the face of the young man in the concentrating period showed signs of blood on his face, which was shocking.

But he did not dare to disobey any of them. He came to Yang Fan and said happily: "The villain is rude and the dog's eyes do not recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me."

"This is your spiritual weapon, and its attack power is pretty good."

Yang Fan said with a smile, throwing the half-moon blade in his hand to the other side, and then said calmly: "Yang still doesn't want to make things difficult for you, but you have to remember the lesson you have learned today."

"Yes, Doctor Yang, I remember Yang's words in this life."

The young man in the concentration stage quickly picked up the spiritual weapon and retreated aside in fear and fear.

"Haha, Yaoshi Yang, it makes you laugh. It's all my juniors who are ignorant."

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe built the foundation and bowed slightly to Yang Fan, his words were even more respectful, and there was even a trace of awe in his eyes.

Two fingers caught the top-grade attacking spirit weapon, and it was a powerful attacking weapon, but it was completely unscathed. He thought he could not do such a method, and even among the foundation-building masters he knew, no one could do it.

Therefore, the authenticity of Yang Fan’s identity is no longer justified, and such strength is enough to shock the foundation-building people.

"Fellow Daoist, you are kind."

Yang Fan's face was calm, and his face was neither surprised nor happy, as if he had expected this.

"I didn't expect that Yang Yaoshi and fellow Taoist Yuan from the 'Tianxing Pavilion' are really friends. In this way, everything just now was a misunderstanding."

The middle-aged man in the brocade robe built the foundation and said with a smile on his face, and he had made the greatest concessions in his words.

"What do you think?" He glanced at the people beside him.

"Yes, yes, it's all a misunderstanding. The flood washed away the Dragon King Temple!"

The monks in the Hundred Lofts all agreed, and the speed of changing faces was faster than that of the chameleon.

Huh~~

The three people from Tianxing Pavilion beside Yang Fan fell into a state of dullness and came over for a long time.

Yang Fan in front of them actually gave them an illusion that it seemed like a different life.

Is this the pharmacist in Qi Refining Stage who seemed weak in the past?

The strength Yang Fan just showed not only shocked them, but even the masters in the Foundation Establishment Stage made the greatest concessions.

"Haha, since it's a misunderstanding, you won't retreat. Fellow Daoist Yang, please visit our Bai Loft Headquarters next day."

In the middle age of brocade robe, everyone must be shook.

"Wait." Yang Fan suddenly spoke and stopped everyone.

"What else does Yaoshi Yang have to do?" Jinpao asked in confusion.

"We might as well make a bet." Yang Fan smiled slightly.

Sooner or later, he will leave Yuyang and cannot protect Tianxing Pavilion for the rest of his life, so he came up with a way to do it once and for all.

"What are you betting on?" The middle-aged man in Jinpao was a little puzzled.

"The bet is like this. I will compete with you. If you win, Tianxing Pavilion will belong to you. If you lose, you will not have any plans for the "Tianxing Pavilion" within a hundred years. I wonder if you can make this decision."

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"No, no, no... Yang Yaoshi's strength is a disadvantage." The middle-aged man in Jinbo shook his head repeatedly.

"Fellow Taoist said it too early. Our contest is not an ordinary battle to determine the outcome. The rule is: We attack each other once, and we must not dodge when we are attacked. Yang bets that he will first ask his fellow Taoist to attack me with all his strength, and then I will attack you again. The final result must be guaranteed that Yang will not be hurt at all, but fellow Taoist will be seriously injured. If he does, even if Yang wins, otherwise, even if you win."

"Haha, I wonder if you are willing?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

"That's true? First let me hit you with all your strength, and you will not hurt at all, and then you will also let me be seriously injured."

The middle-aged man with brocade robe showed a look of surprise on his face.

"Juewu said nothing, I wonder if you can be this master?" Yang Fan asked.

"No problem, I am one of the three major owners of Baitao Loft, and this master can still do it."

The middle-aged man in Jinpao said resolutely, but he thought to himself: "Hmph, this is a big deal... If you give me enough time to brew a blow, you will not be able to hurt you if you don't believe me. Besides, if I defend with all my strength with my preparation, no one can be confident that I will hurt me hard during the foundation-building period."

"Old Yuan, do you have any opinions on this bet?" Yang Fan asked.

"Everything is decided by Master Yang." Boss Yuan said without hesitation.

"Okay, let's change the venue to compete."

Yang Fan smiled lightly and floated away. After several breaths, he landed on a lake near Tianxing Pavilion.

His high profile at this moment is completely different from the previous two years. This is because Yang Fan will leave Yuyang Kingdom soon, and may not be able to come back for decades or even hundreds of years, so there is no need to consider long-term survival strategies.

call out!

The middle-aged man in brocade robe also flew down on the lake and confronted Yang Fan.

Even the peak warriors in the secular world can walk on the ground on the water, let alone these two masters in the foundation-building stage?

"Come here and see, the experts compete, they are still experts in the foundation-building stage!"

Hundreds of people watching the fun immediately rushed around the lake, including monks from major markets in Xiuyu Pavilion, and monks from all over the place.

Moreover, more and more monks rushed here.

The ground, mid-air, on the trees, and on the roof were all monks who came to see the fun.

Among these monks, there are also many masters in the Foundation Establishment Stage.

At the same time, Yang Fan also faintly felt the high-level spiritual consciousness of the Golden Pill.

The scene at this moment is unprecedentedly grand. In just a moment, thousands of monks gathered, and the number is still increasing.

"Okay, so many people are witnessing us." The young man in brocade robe smiled brightly and said to the monks: "Friends, Yang Yaoshi and I have a bet. The rule is that we will attack each other once and do not dodge when we are attacked. Yang Yaoshi must ensure that he is not hurt at all, and he will also severely damage me, Jiang."

Wow!

There was an uproar on the court. It was too harsh to meet the bet, and it sounded like there was no suspense at all.

The monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage who were watching the battle in secret were amazed, and they thought they could not meet the requirements in the bet.

"The betting rules are a bit unfair to this yakuza Yang."

An old man from the Foundation Establishment Stage spoke, his voice spread throughout the audience, and everyone immediately calmed down.

"Haha, this is the rule, it was proposed by Yang. I would like to ask fellow Taoists from all sides to testify." Yang Fan smiled indifferently: "If Yang wins, then the Hundred Lofts will not have any plans for the 'Tianxing Pavilion' within a hundred years. If it is defeated, the Tianxing Pavilion will give in."

"This bet was actually proposed by Yaoshi Yang..."

These monks in the Foundation Establishment Stage were secretly shocked. Could it be that Yang Yaoshi is so confident and sure?

"Okay, let's start a contest. As we said before, I'll ask this fellow Taoist Jiang to take action first."

Yang Fan looked calm.

"Then Jiang is not polite." A sharp light flashed in the middle-aged middle-aged man's eyes.

In an instant, the field was silent, and everyone stared at the two people on the lake.
To be continued...