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What is the scene like with thousands of people watching?
Outside Wanfa Peak, there is a circle around Wu Yangyang.
On the six arenas below, five pairs of players were fighting each other.
There were cheers from the crowd, and Jun Buqi, who was walking in the air, felt countless eyes converging on him, especially the junior sister's voice, which was the loudest.
At this time, a voice sounded on the ring, "Uncle Jun, I respect you as my uncle, so I won't embarrass you. You are not my opponent, so you should give up on your own initiative! This will save everyone's time, and save us the time to talk to each other."
It doesn’t even look good on my face.”
Jun Buqi sighed helplessly, you have already embarrassed me!
But there was a smile on his face, "Good nephew, you are still young, the future is yours. You see that my uncle is old, how about you give this opportunity to my uncle?"
Shi Lang, Wei Yanzhen:......
The crowd watching the melon-eating:...
Xiao Wuxie, who was trying hard to cheer up his senior brother, could not help but be stunned. The little fist he raised stopped on the top of his head and he forgot to put it down.
What should I do? It’s so embarrassing!
Xiao Wuxie silently put away her little fists and glanced left and right with her big eyes, wishing she could hide herself. Unfortunately, she was too dazzling.
Poof...
Finally someone couldn't help laughing.
"Idiot's dream!"
On the ring, Wei Yanzhen finally came to his senses. He was very angry and said with a cold face: "Since my uncle insists on doing this, don't blame my nephew for not giving you face. Come on!"
Shi Lang looked at Jun Buqi, who nodded slightly.
Shi Lang called "start".
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yanzhen's flying sword struck at Jun Buqi. As a monk in the middle stage of the Golden Core, one can imagine how fast the sword was drawn.
"Slow down!" Jun Buqi raised one hand in front of him.
Wei Yanzhen was startled by his move, and the flying sword stopped in front of his palm, "Uncle Jun, if you don't want to compete, you'd better admit defeat as soon as possible and don't waste everyone's time."
Jun Buqi coughed lightly and sent a message to him: "Brother Wei, how about we discuss it? You see, you are only at the middle stage of Jindan. It will definitely be very difficult to compete for such a spot.
No? As long as you admit defeat, I can give you ten top-quality spiritual crystals..."
"Are you insulting me!?" Wei Yanzhen glared angrily and shouted.
The onlookers were a little confused as to what happened between them. After all, Jun Buqi used divine consciousness to transmit his voice, while Wei Yanzhen shouted directly.
"The twenty pieces of top-quality spiritual crystals can't be any more!"
"You, you pissed me off. I didn't expect you to be such a person, so embarrassing."
Wei Yanzhen stopped listening to Jun Buqi's nonsense and took action directly.
Jun Buqi held the defensive magic bead in his hand, and his figure floated back. The light of his sword touched the light of the defensive magic circle runes of the defensive magic bead, as if pushing him back.
At this time, a talisman slipped from Jun Buqi's other sleeve.
This is not a spiritual talisman, and the spiritual talisman cannot be used. It is just a very ordinary red fire three-yang talisman. As soon as this talisman appeared, three dazzling lights shone directly. Wei Yanzhen's eyes closed directly, and his consciousness instantly
Sweeping it away, I wanted to replace my eyes with my consciousness.
Then, Wei Yanzhen felt array disks flying out from Jun Buqi's sleeves, and quickly deployed a Five Elements Sea of Mist Formation and a All-Seeing Mist Formation.
The Five Elements Sea of Fog Formation came together, with him as the center, and most of the arena was covered by thick fog. The crowd watching the battle outside couldn't help but be stunned.
"Is Senior Brother Jun trying to use a blind trick to win? Will Senior Nephew Wei be fooled?"
"What the hell! How could such a simple fog sea formation be easily concealed from Junior Nephew Wei? Junior Nephew Wei is also considered a leader among his generation."
"But we can't see what's going on inside!"
On the other side, Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Sure, Junior Nephew Wei has lost the opportunity and has fallen into the rhythm of Jun Buqi. He is still too young and too confident!"
Mo Changgeng shook his head slightly and secretly transmitted the message: "Junior brother Jun must have said something to embarrass junior nephew Wei. He said he wanted to win by surprise. It turns out that this is the case, but there is something..."
Wen Liang coughed slightly and said, "Actually, this is understandable. After all, with Senior Brother Jun's current cultivation level, if he confronts Junior Nephew Wei head-on, he will obviously suffer a loss."
In the ring, Wei Yanzhen had obviously fallen into the trap set by Jun Buqi.
Wei Yanzhen thought he had a good understanding of the formations, but he found that he had lost his sense of Jun Buqi. He had cracked each formation one by one, but after one was broken there was another one.
After he broke through five formations in a row, what was waiting for him was a large seven-star formation formed by seven small attack formations. This was a series of formations formed by small formations within small formations.
Seeing the thirty or forty flying swords in the formation flashing with thunder and faintly surrounding him, Jun Buqi's voice rang in his ears, "Senior nephew Wei, you lose!"
"Loose? Master Jun is looking down on me!"
Wei Yanzhen obviously would not give in like this. He felt that Jun Buqi would definitely need a lot of mana if he wanted to maintain so many formations.
Moreover, these magic circles are not indestructible!
He snorted coldly, took out the sword formation diagram, wrapped himself up, and swept away in a certain direction. It was the formation eye of one of the small formations.
Bang bang bang...
Countless thunderous sword lights slashed at Wei Yanzhen's sword formation.
In the sword formation diagram, countless flying swords fly up, and flying swords collide with flying swords in the air.
Finally, Wei Yanzhen set up a defensive array.
After destroying the sword formation diagram, those thunderous sword lights struck at those defensive formations.
In the blink of an eye, the defensive formations on Wei Yanzhen's body were shattered one after another, and an unparalleled sword light fell from the sky, slashing towards his head, connecting back and forth, seamlessly.
Wei Yanzhen was caught off guard and could only watch the sword light strike down on his head.
He didn't even have time to shout out the words 'I surrender' before his eyes were swallowed up by the light.
"you lose!"
Jun Buqi’s voice sounded again.
When Wei Yanzhen opened his eyes, a flying sword was placed on his neck. There was silk sword energy wrapped around the flying sword, which looked like a white silk thread.
As long as Jun Buqi is willing, this white silk thread can turn into a sharp blade and wring his neck.
"You and I……"
Wei Yanzhen only felt that his throat was a little dry, and finally he had the courage to ask, "You, how did you do it? I mean, how did you increase the power of this formation to this level? If it were simply
The chain formation is definitely not so powerful."
"Ten top quality spiritual crystals."
"..."
"Teaching fees! It's not eye-catching at all, otherwise why should I tell you?"
"You, you are uncle!"
"Uncles are not masters. I have hundreds of uncles. How can I ask for benefits from each of them? I have hundreds of nephews. Do I have to teach them one by one?"
Wei Yanzhen opened his mouth. Although he thought it was ridiculous, he couldn't refute it for the moment. He could only take out ten top-quality spiritual crystals and throw them over, and then waited eagerly.
"Now! You admit defeat first, lest I teach you later and you don't admit it!"