Qi Ming's face moved slightly. His Thousand Illusion Techniques came from the Kyushu Continent. According to his master, this Kyushu Continent is almost isolated from the outside world, and the techniques and spiritual skills in it have not been spread. It is difficult for outsiders to know about it.
"By the way, the movement technique you used is the Thousand Illusion Technique?"
Suddenly, Ye Fan's eyes lit up and he suddenly remembered that he had seen Yi Feng perform this kind of movement before. Although what Yi Feng performed was far more powerful than Qi Ming, its essence was the same.
"You do know!"
This time, Qi Ming was truly surprised.
"Let me guess again, you should be from Tianling Continent."
Ye Fan said again.
"You also know?"
Qi Ming was a little confused. After seeing the outside continent, Qi Ming knew that Tianling Continent was just a small continent, located deep in the sacred tree world. People from outside the land rarely went to Tianling Continent. The people in front of him were not only
Qi Ming did not expect that he knew the skills he practiced and revealed his origins.
"Hehe, I know someone who is also from Tianling Continent. You must know him too, so he is not an outsider. Let's go and have a drink!"
Ye Fan chuckled and said, his attitude also changed.
The person Ye Fan was talking about was naturally Yi Feng. Although Yi Feng came from the Jiuzhou Continent, only a few high-level figures who really knew the origin of Yi Feng. Ye Fan thought that Yi Feng came from the Tianling Continent. After all, the other party
When I first came to Tianji Sect, I mentioned Tianling Continent.
The Qi Ming in front of him had practiced Qian Huan Jue and was from the Tianling Continent, so he must have known Yi Feng.
Although Yi Feng joined Tianji Sect not long ago, his relationship with Ye Fan is already extremely close, and Ye Fan naturally regards Qi Ming as one of his own.
Qi Ming was still a little confused when he was pulled by Ye Fan and left the ring.
Everyone below felt a little confused at this time. They didn't expect that a wonderful competition would end like this. The two of them seemed to have met each other for a drink together, as if they didn't know each other before.
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Piaoxiang Pavilion, the largest restaurant in Shenyu City, has nine floors. The people who spend money here are either rich or noble. The consumption standard on each floor is almost doubled. It can be said that there are very few people who can spend money on the ninth floor.
At this time, Ye Fan brought Qi Ming to the ninth floor and ordered a table of extremely sumptuous meals.
"Brother Fan?
Why spend so much money?"
Looking at the delicacies on the table, even those who are not greedy for words can't help but have an appetite.
"Eat, eat, eat, this meal is a blessing for Brother Qi."
Ye Fan quickly stuffed food into his mouth while giving in vaguely.
Seeing this fat boy eating without caring about his image, Qi Ming couldn't help but shook his head secretly. He could feel that the other person should have an extraordinary status in Tianji Sect.
Qi Ming also took a few bites, and his eyes couldn't help but brighten.
This Piaoxiang Pavilion is indeed worthy of being the best restaurant in Shenyu City. The food it makes is delicious and delicious. Qi Ming has experienced a lot in the mainland and has eaten many rare delicacies, but nothing is as good as this Piaoxiang Pavilion.
"Brother Fan..." Qi Ming was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ye Fan waving his chopsticks.
"My surname is not Fan. It was just a pseudonym before to avoid being exposed. My surname is Ye, and my given name is Fan."
"Ye Fan! You are Ye Fan, the second genius of Tianji Sect!"
Qi Ming's face changed, and there was a glint in his eyes. After coming to Tianji Sect, Ye Fan's name came to his ears from time to time.
"The second day talent?"
Ye Fan held a piece of snow fish meat and was about to put it into his mouth when he put it down again and sighed, "I think back then, Ye was the number one genius of Tianji Sect. Ever since Yi Feng came here, he beat me to death
He lost his second child, and it’s the second child that lasts for ten thousand years, and he can’t stand up again. It’s really abominable!”
Ye Fan said with an annoyed look on his face.
"Ye Fan, are you going to say bad things about me behind my back like this while I'm not around?"
At this moment, a faint voice sounded from the side.
Ye Fan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned his head to look, only to see Ye Fan and Liu Luorou walking up from the stairs.
"Hehehehe, Brother Yi, we were just kidding. I am willing to be the second child of ten thousand years."
Ye Fan said with an apologetic smile, his expression changed faster than turning the pages of a book.
"Yi Feng, it is indeed you!"
Qi Ming suddenly stood up, staring at Yi Feng closely, with a fighting spirit coming out of him.
"Yes, it's Yi, Qi Ming, missing for many days!"
Yi Feng walked closer and sat down directly.
"If you still want to compete with me, I will continue, but to put it bluntly, the gap between you and me is even wider now."
"Yeah?
I know I'm not your opponent, I just want to know how big the gap is between us."
Qi Ming's fighting spirit is getting stronger and stronger. After losing to Yi Feng in the Kyushu Continent, Qi Ming was hit hard. He practiced hard and followed his master to find various opportunities, just to one day be able to fight Yi Feng again.
After seeing Yi Feng, Qi Ming still wanted to fight despite knowing that Yi Feng had reached the divine level.
"I said to Qi Ming, don't try too hard. You still have the confidence to catch up now. If we really fight, I'm afraid this confidence will be lost. Listen to my brother's advice. Don't compare yourself with anyone else, not with this pervert.
."
Ye Fan reminded from the side.
But Qi Ming obviously didn't listen. Since losing to Yi Feng, Yi Feng has become his pursuit target. How can he be willing to meet him now without fighting.
"Yi Feng, do you dare to fight me?"
Yi Feng looked at Qi Ming, smiled slightly, raised his palm, and a colorful light appeared in his palm.
"Don't be impatient for a moment. We'll talk about it after we finish our meal."
Bang!
Qi Ming sat down on the chair, his face turned red. At this moment, he wanted to use power in his body, but found that he seemed to be imprisoned and could not use force at all. Not only that, he could not even move his body at all.
"Heaven Burying Cauldron!"
A trace of determination flashed in Qi Ming's eyes, and he whispered secretly. A golden cauldron appeared in his mind. Complex and mysterious lines were carved on the cauldron. A violent force overflowed from the cauldron and poured into Qi Ming's body.
In the Dantian.
At this moment, Qi Ming used the magic weapon in his body, a quasi-heaven-level magic weapon,
The Heaven Burial Cauldron is where Qi Ming's opportunity lies. It has extremely powerful effects and can provide Qi Ming with a massive amount of divine power. Although Qi Ming is not considered a true god-level expert, he can use true god-level methods.
The Heaven-Burying Cauldron is Qi Ming's trump card and he can't use it easily. When he fought with Ye Fan before, Qi Ming did not use the Heaven-Burying Cauldron.
Now facing the restrictions imposed by Yi Feng, Qi Ming began to use his real trump card.
Endless divine power poured into Qi Ming's body, and Qi Ming was finally able to move. Qi Ming slowly took out his chopsticks, picked up a dish, put it into his mouth, and then put the chopsticks down.
"I lost!"
Qi Ming's face became dejected. Just the act of taking a bite of food exhausted all his strength, including the magic power he had just used. How could he still compete in this competition?