Shen Jun shuddered when he saw the smile on Ye Fan's lips.
He shouted: "Ye Fan, caught it."
Rumble.
Shen Jun punched, and the shadow of the King behind him also punched. The movements were consistent and shocking.
"Handsome, handsome, handsome."
"You are so handsome. I must get this martial arts skill." Ye Fan was very excited and had already made up his mind.
now.
The fist of the phantom king fell down.
That fist was so big that it looked like a small mountain.
"Dragon Fist!"
Ye Fan was also unequivocal and used his unique skills.
boom!
During the collision, the entire Zique Mountain seemed to be shaking, the ground cracked, the strong energy rippled, and large pavilions collapsed.
There are flying sand and rocks, and the sky is vast.
"Dragon Fist!"
"Dragon Fist!"
"Dragon Fist!"
Ye Fan hit three times in a row.
The phantom of the Heavenly King could no longer hold up and collapsed suddenly.
"puff!"
Shen Jun felt like he was struck by lightning, vomiting blood and flying backwards.
When the world returned to clarity, everyone saw Shen Jun falling to the ground and Ye Fan standing with his hands behind his back, calm and composed.
Victory or defeat is decided.
"I..." Shen Jun gritted his teeth and finally spit out two words unwillingly: "Failed!"
"Whoosh whoosh."
Three silver needles were inserted into Shen Jun's body.
"Ye Fan, you..."
"Do not talk."
Ye Fan looked solemn and used his medical skills to ease Shen Jun's injuries.
Murong Xi and others also came.
After a while, Shen Jun's face improved a lot, and his injuries were stable. He was surprised again, "Ye Fan, do you know how to heal?"
“Just average.”
Ye Fan smiled and comforted: "You are very strong. The unique skill of Heavenly King's Shadow is enough for you to challenge beyond the next level. If you are at the second level of the Ordinary Realm, you will probably be injured too."
"You have just practiced it and are not familiar with it yet. When you consolidate it, your power will be greatly improved. Then it will be difficult for me to break it."
Shen Jun sighed: "You don't need to comfort me. If you lose, you will lose. I, Shen Jun, am not someone who cannot afford to lose."
"Hahaha." Murong Xi smiled and said, "This is the real hero. It was really an eye-opener for us just now."
"Brother Ye, Brother Shen, let's go up and sit down."
"You guys continue."
Next, there were many fights between dragons and tigers.
Xiao Wu Wang, Li Kai, Wu Qingyang, Feng Han, Zhuang Siyuan and others all came to the fighting stage, but they were all simply competing, unlike Shen Jun and Ye Fan who used their unique skills to fight against each other.
Finally, the rankings came out.
Ye Fan deserves to be the first, and no one dares to challenge him.
Shen Jun was injured, but his unique skill of "Heavenly King's Shadow" earned him enough respect to rank second.
The third one is King Xiao Wu.
Murong Xi said: "Congratulations to the three fellow Taoists for ranking in the top three. This is the gift I prepared for you."
A top-grade martial art is a boxing technique called Sun Fist.
A 500-year-old Blood Ganoderma is a precious medicine that can nourish the body and is very attractive to warriors.
Finally, there is a sword, made of rare material and very precious.
As the champion, Ye Fan was qualified to distribute three prizes. He handed the sword to King Xiaowu, handed the Blood Ganoderma lucidum to Shen Jun, and took the martial arts Sun Fist for himself.
This distribution is very appropriate, and Shen Jun and King Xiao Wu have no objection.
"Other fellow Taoists also have some small gifts."
Murong Xi waved her hand and the maid presented the treasure.
"My eldest son, you must have something important to do when you suddenly hold a hero meeting and prepare such rich and precious prizes."
Everyone's eyes are focused.
Murong Xi did not hesitate, nodded straightforwardly, and said: "Indeed, I have something to ask all of you fellow Taoists to help me with."