"There is nothing we can do. Facing such a difficult opponent, we can no longer act like a lucky paddling gangster."
Zhao Fan sighed helplessly. At this moment, after assessing the situation, he decided to show the tip of the iceberg of his strength.
That's right, it's the tip of the iceberg.
Although the lame man is very strong, he is still extremely small to Zhao Fan and there is no need to expose him too much.
The next moment, the thin purple light all over his body flashed and condensed into a seamlessly wrapped soul armor, allowing the fishy yellow water line to fall like raindrops.
"Innocent! Can the soul armor resist the venom blessed by my soul power?" A proud smile appeared on the lame man's face, but it seemed that the smile made people panic. He said: "My venom, in addition to poison, is also
It has corrosive power, even a quasi-earth level soul armor will be corroded if it comes into contact with it, not to mention that you are in the late Xuan level."
Zhao Fan huddled on the ground, and soon, his soul armor was covered with fishy yellow venom!
And because of the last fighting show, there were many spectators looking at the fighting stage, focusing on him with gloating and relief. He was crushed to the point of being helpless and embarrassed, which was very relieved.
"You bastard, you are destined not to be on the stage."
"This kind of rubbish participating in the battle for Dragon Soul Grass is simply an insult to the geniuses of the Soul Dao. Fortunately, it will stop in the fourth round."
"You can't always win by relying on luck."
Although the sarcastic criticism could not reach Zhao Fan's ears, it did not affect the enjoyment of those in the audience.
However, at the next moment, the discussion surrounding Zhao Fan came to an abrupt end. Everyone was dumbfounded, and even felt their faces burning, as if they had been slapped invisibly by the late Xuanjie on the stage.
Zhao Fan, whose soul armor was wrapped in fishy yellow venom, seemed to have exploded. He got up and rushed towards the lame man.
The lame man did not expect that the other party would behave like this, and was caught off guard and hugged.
"Go away!"
His soul power shook violently. Logically speaking, that power could completely knock the late Xuan-level people away far away. However, even if Zhao Fan flew sideways, his hands were still holding him tightly across the soul armor.
Lame man.
At the same time, the lame man's whole body became numb without warning. After a while, he twitched twice and fell to the ground, as if he had been poisoned. He lay there limply. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move.
At this time, Zhao Fan let go of his hands, and then with a look on his face, the soul armor covering his body shattered, and together with the disgusting yellow venom, scattered in all directions, corroding the ground of the fighting platform.
Hundreds of holes.
"How does your own venom taste?"
Zhao Fan shook his head and smiled, then raised his foot and lightly kicked the lame man off the fighting platform.
The fourth battle, win!
This means that Zhao Fan has advanced to the fifth round!
…
And in the crowded auditorium.
The monks who paid attention to this area immediately became excited, so that even those who had not paid attention before were attracted.
"What's going on?"
"Then why did you win again at the late Xuan level?"
"It's impossible. His opponent is a quasi-earth class and a toad race. The racial advantage is extremely terrifying!"
"If you take a closer look, the toad people seem to be extremely poisoned?"
"Is it possible that he was poisoned by himself just like the one who burned himself while playing with fire?"
"No one has this kind of luck, but if nothing else happens, his opponent in the next round will be the third most talented youngster in the Hunluo Sect. No matter how lucky he is, there is no hope of continuing!"
"Yes, the Soul Luo Sect, like the Soul Peak of the Great Luo Ancient Sect, is one of the few influential soul cultivation forces in the Yuan Realm besides the Soul Domain. The third genius named Xu Ziang is the real genius of the Soul Dao.
In the face of absolute strength, luck no longer exists."
…
Zhao Fan habitually sat alone on the fighting stage, looking sideways at the next door, wanting to observe his opponents in the next round so that he could formulate a "weak but winnable" strategy in advance.
The duel there was extremely fierce, tit-for-tat.
However, after the situation remained deadlocked for about a hundred breaths, a big turning point suddenly occurred!
Xu Ziang, who came from the Soul Luo Sect, looked as if he had just warmed up, and then used a soul power flying sword that was extremely fast, killing an opponent on the ground level instantly!
The latter didn't understand how he was defeated until he fell to the ground after being seriously injured, because he didn't see Xu Ziang's offensive clearly at all.
Zhao Fan's eyes lit up. Although he didn't know the identity of the winner next door, he could guess the extraordinary soul cultivation. Even if he didn't reveal his full strength, he had a little knowledge. Based on Zhao Fan's eyesight, he could judge that he was no less than
Some of the disciples of Zhen Chuan Peak.
"This round, I have exposed a little bit of my strength, but in the eyes of others, I still won by luck." Zhao Fan thought thoughtfully, "It seems that the next round will really subvert his parallel import image.
"
As for the specific amount of strength to be revealed, Zhao Fan is not sure yet. There is no way. Then Xu Ziang, with a soul power transformed into a sword, instantly killed the soul cultivators who were also at the same level. What is the upper limit? Therefore, before the actual fight begins, it cannot
Accurate positioning.
…
at the same time.
After Xu Ziang qualified to advance to the next round, he subconsciously turned his head and looked towards the battle stage next door. At first, when he saw only a figure over there from the corner of his eye, he was a little surprised, "Winning or losing?"
It’s faster than what I got here, but there is really no comparison between a quasi-earth-level Toad Clan and a late Xuan-level person.”
However, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The person standing on the battle stage was not the disgusting lame toad man, but a paddling bastard who had won consecutively by luck!
Xu Ziang's face immediately became stunned. He thought it was an illusion, then closed his eyes, opened them again and looked again. It was still the plain-looking late Xuanjie man. Not only that, the other person was still looking at him.
"..."
Xu Ziang looked at Zhao Fan speechlessly. He could not imagine how the latter achieved victory. Isn't it incredible?
The difference between the late Xuan level and the quasi-earth level is equivalent to two small levels. Moreover, the lame man is from the Toad race. Even Xu Ziang values that kind of venom that is a racial advantage.
Therefore, Xu Ziang couldn't help but lift his steps and came to the edge of the fighting platform. He stretched out his neck and looked diagonally downwards. The lame man in his sight was twitching non-stop, and he obviously looked like he was deeply poisoned.
"Could it be..." Xu Ziang thought dumbfounded: "Have you been poisoned by yourself?"
Immediately, Xu Ziang shook his head again. The matter could not be that simple, because the venom of the toad people was not the soul power turning into fire.
Theoretically, there is indeed the possibility of backlash when soul power turns into fire, even if it is very small. Wasn't there a vivid example not long ago?
But venom is innate to the toad people. It has the same properties as blood. The toad people are born immune to their own venom.
Thinking of this, Xu Ziang once again cast his gaze on Zhao Fan thoughtfully, and looked at him carefully, but he didn't see the reason. It seemed that he was really in the late stage of Xuan level.
The more this happens, the more Xu Ziang becomes wary.
Once it was luck, twice, and three times. If it happens every time, it cannot be explained by luck. There is only one possibility, and that is deliberate action!
He is acting!
Eliminate your opponent's defenses by showing weakness, and then counterattack seemingly in a different way!
"This scheming..." Xu Ziang took a breath, and he resolutely decided to reveal all his strength without reservation at the beginning of the next round. Even if his guess had a chance to be true, he would not allow any mistakes, even if it was
So what if you think too much?
When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength to avoid capsizing in the gutter!
After all, Xu Ziang was a talented soul disciple who came from a great power, and the aura around him was not in vain.
This time.
Zhao Fan also read the importance in the former's eyes, and he smiled bitterly. Sure enough, the real genius of the Soul Dao was not so easy to fool, and he was actually aware of the clues.
And on other battle stages throughout the war zone, intense scenes were being staged in full swing.
In the fourth round, the overall quality of the participants has improved. After all, the weak ones have been eliminated in the first three rounds. Most of the battle stages are evenly matched. However, a soul like Xu Ziang
The Dao Tianjiaos are still sweeping and crushing. They have already finished their opponents, qualified for promotion, and are one step closer to the Dragon Soul Grass.
Many of the soul geniuses, while recovering their condition, were idly observing the battle stage that had ended, and regarded each other as potential opponents.
Gradually, more and more Soul Dao geniuses noticed Zhao Fan, and they all expressed surprise. Why did that late Xuan-level paddling bastard win again?
"Isn't it?"
"How many pieces of Yuan Beast shit do you step on when you go out?"
“It actually made it to the next round!”
…
Since these geniuses of the soul path are not like Xu Ziang who will face Zhao Fan in the next round, they don't think too deeply about it, because even if a person in the late Xuan level breaks into the fifth round, it can't change the fact that they are garbage.
Not worth wasting your time.
Zhao Fan, on the other hand, looked around with timid and fearful eyes as if he had a guilty conscience.
Xu Ziang withdrew his gaze and nodded to his fellow disciples who had advanced in the distance. The looks in the eyes of his fellow seniors seemed to be saying, don't overturn in the next round.
Xu Ziang smiled and nodded again.
…
The fourth round lasted for half an hour and was all over.
However, the recovery time for a stick of incense passed quickly, and a familiar scene appeared. The battle stages merged two by two, and the venue expanded again!
Zhao Fan and Xu Ziang stood on the same fighting stage.
Zhao Fan said with some fear: "I don't know your surname?"
"Xu Ziang."
Xu Ziang smiled and said: "Zhao Fan, right? I hope you won't act again, otherwise, I will think you treat me as a fool."
After hearing this, Zhao Fan felt that he had been seen through, so he looked embarrassed and said awkwardly: "Brother Xu, I misunderstood, I am not acting, but I am really scared. As a salty fish soul cultivator in the late Xuan level,
, Who wouldn’t be afraid of a prodigy of the Soul Dao who is on the quasi-terrestrial level?”
"All right."
Xu Ziang was too lazy to talk to the other party. He would not believe that nonsense just because of a few words. A while before the announcement started, he asked curiously: "Brother Zhao, I wonder where you came from?"
Before the battle for the Dragon Soul Grass began, he had not paid much attention to Zhao Fan, so he did not know that the other party belonged to the Da Luo Gu Sect's camp.
Zhao Fan hesitated for a moment and then said: "To be honest, I come from the ancient Daluo Sect."
"Da Luo Gu Sect?"
Xu Ziang was startled when he heard this, "Soul Peak or True Legend Peak?"
"cough."
Zhao Fan lowered his head and said with a sense of inferiority: "Soul Peak, but I am not a disciple, but a training partner. I have a good relationship with Lan Qingyou, so I shamelessly got a ticket to see the genius of the Soul Dao in the Yuan Realm."
.”
"That's quite modest."
Xu Ziang smiled and shook his head, "But Brother Zhao, he brings me surprises one after another."
"Lucky, lucky."
Zhao Fan spread his hands with innocent eyes, as if to say, I didn't expect to win four games in a row, but I couldn't lose, so what can I do...
The next moment, the mysterious sound from heaven resounded throughout the audience, "The fifth round of the knockout round begins!"