Ancient Divine Dragon Transform

C252 The Elimination Round Had Ended



C252 The Elimination Round Had Ended

1"Meteor Shower!"    
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The Genuine Qi crazily rushed towards the long spear. The light became bigger and bigger, and even the space began to tremble.    

    

Seeing Yun Fan waving his fist again, An Yongqiang was not happy. Instead, his expression became even more serious.    

    

He could feel the heavy and stable force on his fist, and at the same time, he could also feel the wild howling of the wind.    

    

The Intention of Earth and Intention of Wind, Xu Jin was sent flying by such a punch.    

    

He poured all of his Genuine Qi into the long spear and stabbed it into his fist. An Yongqiang's body was sent flying with a loud explosion.    

    

Rustle, rustle, rustle...    

    

He retreated more than ten steps in a row, and only managed to stabilize his body with great difficulty. He turned around and saw that a foot had already stepped on the edge of the arena.    

    

"Aiya!"    

    

Under everyone's stunned gazes, An Yongqiang suddenly staggered and his body fell from the arena.    

    

"F * ck, shameless enough!"    

    

"This is too fake. If you want to admit defeat, just say it."    

    

The lower disciples started shouting. Even Yun Fan didn't expect the other party to be so direct.    

    

"Tsk, what do you know? This isn't called shameless, this is called strategy! "    

    

Not only did An Yongqiang not feel ashamed, he even raised his head and let out a long breath.    

    

Although he was lightly injured from the shock, compared to Nangong Waner and Xu Jin, it was like heaven and earth!    

    

The other arenas had already ended. The winners were Baili Wuhen, Feng Hun, and an elite disciple. As long as Yun Fan and Baili Wuhen did not fight, the remaining ones would definitely be Yun Fan and Baili Wuhen.    

    

At that time, whether it was challenging Feng Hun or another elite disciple, he had more than fifty percent confidence.    

    

"Alright, let's continue. The earlier we finish, the more time you guys have to cultivate. This will be beneficial to your participation in the Dragon Ranking War. "    

    

After Liu Wenzhu spoke, the drawing of lots began once again.    

    

Feng Hun looked at the number 2 in his hand, and couldn't help but look at Yun Fan.    

    

This guy seemed to have reached home two today. It couldn't be that it was still number 2 this time, right?    

    

Although he didn't want to fight Baili Wuhen, he also didn't want to fight Yun Fan. The best thing was to fight another elite disciple. This way, he would be able to enter the top three, even if he had to face An Yongqiang's challenge. He also had the strength to fight.    

    

Yun Fan still didn't move, but when Feng Hun turned his head to look at the first ring, his body couldn't help but sway.    

    

On the first ring, Baili Wuhen and another elite disciple had already gone up.    

    

Damn it! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would have believed that this guy was cheating.    

    

He drew two out of three times, would he dare to draw two more times?    

    

Feng Hun broke down, but An Yongqiang, who had lowered his head to watch the battle, clenched his fists in excitement.    

    

As long as Feng Hun received a punch from Yun Fan, he would definitely be one of the three spots. However, just as he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, Yun Fan's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.    

    

"If you admit defeat, I won't go up!"    

    

An Yongqiang staggered and glared at Yun Fan.    

    

If Feng Hun admitted defeat, Feng Hun would fight another elite disciple. If he fought Baili Wuhen, whether his opponent could live or not would be a problem.    

    

Even if he was still alive, it wouldn't consume Feng Hun's strength. At that time, if he wanted to challenge him, his chances of winning would be even lower.    

    

Damn it, did he do it on purpose?    

    

I can't admit defeat, how can he do it?    

    

Feng Hun didn't expect Yun Fan to say that. He smiled at Yun Fan and said, "Thank you, I admit defeat!"    

    

There were a total of three spots, so the winner didn't need to compete anymore. Yun Fan ended the match ahead of time, and the other elite disciple was really killed by Baili Wuhen.    

    

"Alright, the last three people in this competition are Baili Wuhen, Yun Fan, and Feng Hun. Those who want to challenge me, step out now, but before you step out, think clearly about the consequences."    

    

Hearing Liu Wenzhu's words, An Yongqiang hesitated. Feng Hun was at his peak condition, so he had no confidence in winning. If he lost, he would die!    

    

"Yun Fan, tell me the truth. Are you trying to target our direct disciple?"    

    

An Yongqiang hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Yun Fan.    

    

In fact, he wasn't the only one who thought so. All the direct disciples thought so too. From the moment Yun Fan stepped onto the stage, he had kicked out all the disciples who had the highest chance of entering the top three.    

    

If Yun Fan was really targeting the direct disciples, then it would be useless even if he went up. Because this was very likely what Yun Fan had planned.    

    

If he defeated Feng Hun, Feng Hun would challenge Yun Fan. It would be sad if Yun Fan admitted defeat and challenged him again.    

    

"No, I don't even know a direct disciple, why would I target him? Besides, there are so many disciples watching. It has always been me who got scolded, alright?"    

    

Yun Fan didn't think too much about it. Although Su Mingliang had asked him to teach the direct disciples a lesson, he had only followed the rules of the competition. He really didn't intend to teach them a lesson.    

    

"Actually, I think it's better if you don't challenge me. Think about it. Even if you win? How can you not be injured? If you are injured, why would you participate in the Dragon Ranking War?    

    

Furthermore, you could only challenge Feng Hun. Even if Feng Hun was injured, he wouldn't be able to participate in the Dragon Ranking War. In other words, no matter what the outcome is, it won't do the sect any good."    

    

An Yongqiang nodded his head. He naturally knew all of this, and Yun Fan had given him some face. Otherwise, if he lost, he would lose his life.    

    

"Alright, since there's no challenge, then it's decided. Tomorrow, I'll bring you all to Imperial City."    

    

After Liu Wenzhu finished speaking, everyone began to disperse.    

    

Yun Fan didn't think too much about it and returned to the Outer Peak. Looking at the closed door of the courtyard, Wang Dashan and Leng Feng nodded slightly.    

    

Both of them were pretty strong, but his improvement was too fast.    

    

The disciples of the sect seemed to know that he was going to cultivate, and no one disturbed him for the entire day. In the Holy Land of Fox Clan, his Spiritual Power had already advanced to the Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage.    

    

Advancing from the Seventh Level of Congenital Stage to the Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage, he had broken through to the seventh level in an instant. This was also the reason why he was on good terms with the Fox Clan.    

    

According to Qingfeng, he could now cultivate the Genuine Qi. After all, the ninth level of the Divine Bone Transformation was only around the Fifth Level of Essence Accumulation Stage. If he advanced again, his strength would be greatly enhanced.    

    

Yun Fan wasn't in a hurry to improve the Genuine Qi. Instead, he used a day's time to consolidate the Spiritual Power.    

    

The current Spiritual Power was much smaller than before, but it had also become much more solid. Previously, it was like a dense fog, but now, it had condensed into a ball. The Spiritual Power spread out, covering the surrounding six to seven hundred meters. No subtle movement could escape his detection.    

    

Eh? Why is she here? She's not here to cause trouble, is she?    

    

At the entrance of the courtyard, Nangong Waner stretched out her hand and pushed open the door. Her eyes were filled with anger as she bit her red lips. Clearly, she was suppressing the anger in her heart.    

    

After hesitating for a moment, she suddenly took the basin in the courtyard and fetched some water before placing it on the stone table in the courtyard.    

    

"I am willing to bet and admit defeat. From today onwards, you are my master. Young Master, wake up. This servant will serve you to wash up!"    

    


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