The second round of competition begins, and this time the only core disciple qualification will be determined.

The qualification of a core disciple is what everyone wants most. For a moment, the atmosphere on the entire stone platform became solemn, and everyone looked at others with great caution and did not dare to act rashly.

"oops!"

Suddenly someone exclaimed, and saw that a figure had fallen under the stone platform again. After a closer look, it was Lin Zhenpei.

Yang Fanhai was stunned and couldn't understand the reason. No one took action at this time, so how did this guy fall behind?

"Oh, I'm sorry, everyone, my feet slipped, oh, it hurts so much!" Lin Zhenpei screamed in extreme exaggeration and limped to the side and sat down.

The thorny gun was placed on the ground, and then waved to the people on the stage, and said loudly: "You guys keep going, don't worry about me, I'm not lucky, oh, it's really unlucky!"

Seeing his exaggerated appearance, Yang Fanhai couldn't help but smile. This guy was really just coming to the outside disciples. When he saw that he had already obtained the qualification, he stepped down without hesitation.

Although he lost the qualification to compete for the core disciples, he was exempted from subsequent fights, which was the first priority in safety.

Just like this, it would be a bit disrespectful to Cuiwei Mountain. Yang Fanhai clearly saw many Cuiwei Mountain disciples looking at Lin Zhenpei with bad eyes, and he might suffer a lot in the future.

When the attention returned to the stone platform, everyone stood carefully and did not dare to take action easily. At this moment, there were only twenty-three people left. Whoever took action first would definitely become the target of everyone's attack.

After a long stalemate, no one still took action. If this continues, I am afraid that it will be endless.

The law enforcement elder suddenly said in a deep voice on the top of the tree: "If no one takes action yet, all of them will be eliminated."

This immortal sect style is a bit domineering... Yang Fanhai said in his heart.

"Black gun!"

Suddenly someone shouted loudly, looking in the voice, it was Wu Jin. He looked at Yang Fanhai with a round shield and said loudly: "Cleaning them out first, and you and I will decide the outcome."

“This proposal is very good!”

Yang Fanhai laughed loudly, his body suddenly moved and rushed directly to the center of the stone platform.

Although this action did not have any offensive moves, it also shocked everyone. Then a family member shouted loudly: "They want to defeat each one. We will join forces to clear them out first!"

"good!"

This proposal was immediately responded to by everyone. Everyone knew that if they did not join forces, they would inevitably be eliminated.

For a moment, everyone used their own means to rush towards the middle of the stone platform.

Wu Jin was about to take action, but when he saw this scene, his heart moved, stopped, and stopped in the distance.

Joining forces was just a verbal agreement. The citron that came forward was rotten first, and Yang Fanhai rushed to the middle of the platform, which had already aroused the hostility of everyone.

At this time, the other targets were all on Yang Fanhai, so there was no need to interfere with him. If he could eliminate this guy with a black spear, it would definitely be an excellent thing for him.

Even after eliminating Yang Fanhai, the others join forces to deal with him, they are not afraid.

Such an alliance is fragile and vulnerable. At this moment, it is only because of anger that they join forces to attack. As long as this momentum is relieved slightly and then provokes, they will be intrigues with each other and they have opportunities.

But since Yang Fanhai dared to rush into the middle of the platform, he naturally had more than 80% of his confidence to act like this.

Although most of the people who stayed were in the innate realm, the effect of joint attacks was not as good as those soldiers in the acquired realm that the princess accompanied them.

The only one who can be his opponent on the stone platform is not afraid of others.

Holding the black spear in both hands, he raised it over his head, hovering rapidly, and the head and tail of the spear guided the air around him into a gust of wind.

The speed is getting faster and faster, and it has turned into a whistling wind in an instant, which is the colorful gunshot technique of Luoyin.

"Um!"

This move seemed to be more than just a martial art, which made everyone look at it, and even the law enforcement elder on the top of the tree was a little surprised.

Although this method is not very amazing, it is an attacking move to draw the vital energy as an attacking move, which should be used in the Great Perfect Realm of Qi Refining Stage. But he clearly felt that this person was only innate.

The howling wind was frightening, but at this time there was no way out, and many warriors joined forces to kill Yang Fanhai.

"ha!"

With a loud shout, the wind shattered, and long snakes rushed to the four directions. The black spear swept, and the gun was sharp, sweeping away all the weapons around it.

With great force and strong momentum, aftermath, and the violent wind with colorful sounds, many warriors were seen flying up one by one and falling in all directions.

The battle with the big snake with the name Wang made his internal strength more powerful, and his harmony with the black spear also improved a lot. The same move came with a colorful sound, which was much stronger than when he intercepted Princess Jinglu that day.

If you don’t make a sound, you will make a splash.

Since Yang Fanhai had decided to take action, he was out of control. The black spear swept across the sky like a mad dragon. After rushing to all directions, he hugged Yuan Shouyi with one move, and then killed Wu Jin who was watching the battle.

Wu Jin raised his eyebrows, and a divine light flashed in his eyes. He was prepared and immediately killed him with a round shield in his hand.

The shields and guns intersected, making a "bang" sound, sparking everywhere.

The black spear in Yang Fanhai's hand is strange, and Wu Jin's hand is extraordinary. This shield is not just a weapon, but is refined according to the Wu family's ancestral methods. It is called the Xiaolong Shield, which can attack and defend, and should be called a magic weapon.

After one blow, Yang Fanhai shook the black spear and turned into five phantoms, which felt like he was wrapped around all directions.

At this time, he was on the inside of the stone, and Wu Jin was on the edge of the stone platform. As long as he forced him to take a step back, he would be sure to win or lose.

But this Wu family disciple was defeated so easily. The Xiaolong Shield swung rapidly and blocked the phantom of the spear head one by one. Wu Jin twisted his body to dissolve the force that came from the long spear bombarding the round shield.

Then he used the Xiaolong shield to force the gun to open the gun. He heard a "clang" sound, and sharp blades appeared around the round shield. He circled rapidly, like a saw wheel, killing Yang Fanhai along the gun rod.

If he was hit, the consequences would be unpredictable. Yang Fanhai dared not stand it. He quickly retreated with a black spear until the middle of the stone platform. He turned around and attacked the Xiaolong Shield back.

The two of them stepped back, stood still, gasped slightly, and stared at each other.

Although it is only one move, it is enough to judge how the other party is capable.

Wu Jin's face was slightly dark, and it seemed to be evenly matched, but he knew that he had actually lost. He stood there, but stood there and watched, and was also deliberately trying to attract the opponent to attack.

Those moves just now were all tricks that were born from the family's unique skills. If someone else had to be injured or had already fallen into a stone tablet, but the other party easily resolved it.

Others seemed to Yang Fanhai in a hurry to resolve the situation, but Wu Jin, who was fighting with him, knew that the other party was able to return and fight back, but in fact he was at ease.

To win the opponent, it is probably not just about martial arts.

Wu Jin shouted and stimulated his internal strength. In a moment, white smoke slowly emerged from all over his body, and his skin turned strangely red, as if it had been roasted by fire.

Not only that, but also the Fox Dragon Shield in his hand. The black shield turned red, and the red dragon in the middle flashed with golden light, as if it was about to live.

Xuanfa... Everyone was shocked, and even the law enforcement elder on the top of the tree looked over carefully.

The legend of the Wu family is not only Ji, but also in the world of practice. Although most people think this matter is groundless, many people still believe it.

The Nine-Turn Flame Dragon Art is also well known to many people, but they don’t know what the specific situation is.

Now that Wu Jin has practiced so well, there is no doubt that he is using his unique skills.

The heat all over his body was rising, as if he was about to ignite him. Wu Jin was breathing heavily, which was extremely strange.

As the name suggests, the Nine Turns of Fire Dragon Art is the most effective technique. When used, the internal strength and blood of the whole body seem to be ignited, which can increase the combat power several times, but it also consumes a lot of money on the body.

But he just started, even if he used it, it would be extremely difficult to use it for a long time. If Yang Fanhai hadn't given him the feeling that it was too strong, he would never have used it directly. It would have been quite uncomfortable for him to use it at this moment without hurting the enemy.

"ah!"

With a loud shout, Wu Jin moved his body, strode forward, and rushed towards Yang Fanhai.

At this moment, his whole body seemed to be ignited. Every step he took, a stream of blue smoke came out of the stone platform, which was extremely terrifying.

The red light swams on the Xiaolong shield, and the shield surface seems to be transformed into magma.

Yang Fanhai held his breath and concentrated, holding a black spear in his hand and went up to meet him without dodging or avoiding.

The guns and shields intersect and compete with each other. Looking at the red round shield at close range, Yang Fanhai was surprised. The red lava was not an illusion, and there was actually a flame on it.

Not only that, Wu Jin's strength increased significantly at this time, and he was almost in a state of power and spirit.

"ah!"

With a loud shout, holding the Fox Dragon Shield in one hand, Wu Jin grabbed Yang Fanhai with the other hand.

The palms are red, and the flames can be seen lingering. Once caught, the consequences will be unpredictable.

Yang Fanhai quickly turned over, tapped the ground with a black spear, stepped on the Xiaolong shield, and bounced away with force.

After landing, my feet hurt and I looked down. But after stepping on it, my shoes were ignited by the flames on the Fox Dragon Shield.

He quickly moved a few steps, stomped the flames on his shoes, and took a deep breath.

The mysterious method is indeed powerful... Yang Fanhai thought to himself that Wu Jin's situation made him feel quite tricky. What's more important is that he doesn't understand this so-called mysterious skill at all and doesn't know where to start.

"I use mysterious method to treat your martial arts, which is indeed a bit unfair, but I can't lose, I can only apologize!"

Wu Jin turned around and stared at Yang Fanhai with his eyes, and there could be vaguely seen flames rising.

In his eyes, he not only felt the fighting spirit, but also had anger, anger that he dared not lose.

Looking at Wu Jin's slightly trembling body, Yang Fanhai took a deep breath and said slowly.

"Sorry, I must win this battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed directly with a black spear in his hand. He had already thought of a way to win.
Chapter completed!