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Chapter 59 The first opponent

The competition brands drawn by Gu Fan, Honghe, Fu Chen and Fan Xiao are all relatively high in numbers, so the four of them competed before Long Qingtian's competition.

Gu Fan's opponent is Ren Nian, who is ranked sixth on the Heaven and Earth List. He can be ranked sixth on the Heaven and Earth List and ranks sixth side by side. Ren Nian's strength is naturally not weak, but Gu Fan only used one move and one move to knock Ren Nian out of the arena.

Defeat the enemy with one move!

When the disciples around him saw this, they were all uproared.

Honghe's opponent was a young black-haired man. To everyone's surprise, the young black-haired man actually gave in.

The disciples around him were not too surprised to see this. After all, Honghe is the first in the Heaven and Earth List. This young black-haired man couldn't even rank the Heaven and Earth List. It is not embarrassing to admit defeat directly.

Fu Chen, who has three-eyed evil pupils, faces Tang Cheng, the strong man on the Tiandi List, and is the ninth-ranked Tang Cheng. However, in the end, Fu Chen defeated Tang Cheng.

This result is obviously unexpected.

Although Fu Chen has three-eyed evil pupils, he looks dim under the light of Long Qingtian and Ancient Fan. He has not shown any conspicuous performance in the past few months, so everyone was surprised that he was able to defeat Tang Cheng, who ranked ninth in the Heaven and Earth List.

Compared with the previous three, the competition of Fan Xiao, a young man in black shirt, was nothing conspicuous.

On the stage, Fan Xiao fought hard with his opponent and finally narrowly defeated the opponent.

Others didn't pay attention, but Long Qingtian could see that Fan Xiao had hidden most of his strength, otherwise with his strength, he could definitely defeat his opponent easily.

Fan Xiao’s strength is definitely stronger than the three-eyed evil pupils!

Fan Xiao has always been carrying the huge heavy sword behind him, but Fan Xiao's heavy sword has never been unsheathed.

After a while, we finally reached No. 86.

Long Qingtian slowly walked onto the stage and stood on the ring.

"Long Qingtian? No. 8 in the Heaven and Earth List." Standing opposite Long Qingtian was a young man in white robe. The young man was holding a jade flute in his hand. The jade flute was dark green all over and emitted a burst of cold air, attracting attention.

Long Qingtian's face was calm: "The fifth place in the heaven and earth list, Luo Hai."

The young man turned the jade flute in his hand and said proudly: "Not bad."

The fifth place in the Heaven and Earth List, Yu Di Gongzi, Luo Hai.

Luo Hai is very famous among the disciples of the inner hall. Although he is not inferior to Honghe, he is no less than the second-generation disciple of the previous one.

"Long Qingtian, I admit that you have good strength, but unfortunately, I met me in the first game. I can only be destined to miss the ten places with elite disciples!" Luo Hai shook his head and said.

"Is that true?" Long Qingtian's face turned pale.

"However, you should thank me. If you lose, don't worry about meeting Honghe. Otherwise, if you meet Honghe, you will not be as simple as losing." Luo Hai smiled.

Long Qingtian said calmly: "Let's take action."

Luo Hai was stunned, and a ruthless look flashed through his eyes, and he smiled and said, "Since that's the case, don't blame me for being merciless." After that, he flew up and suddenly pointed the jade flute in his hand towards Long Qingtian.

"The cold flute is broken!"

Before the jade flute could be reached, the space suddenly vibrated, and the airflow exploded "pop" as if the space had been shattered by it.

A stream of cold air emanated from its jade flute, sweeping around like a hurricane, and the cold was biting.

All the disciples watching around retreated in surprise.

"Ice cold and evil spirit!"

"Senior Brother Luo Hai's ice cold skills have been practiced to the fourth level, and he can actually condense the ice cold evil spirit!"

"This cold and evil spirit can freeze everything around you. I heard that there is an elder in our Martial God Temple who practices the cold and cold skills. The cold and evil spirit is emitted and freezes around a hundred miles!"

"I wonder if Long Qingtian can withstand this cold evil aura, even the true energy of ordinary king-level strong men cannot be stopped!"

Just as the disciples around him were talking, Long Qingtian did not retreat but advanced, flew up and hit Luohai Yufei with one punch.

Seeing this, Luo Hai laughed: "Long Qingtian, I didn't expect you to be so stupid. Do you really think my jade flute is an ordinary jade flute? My jade flute is made of ten thousand years of cold heart iron fused with dozens of yin and cold stones. The yin and cold energy inside will not dare to hit even the peak power of Martial King's seventh level!" After saying that, the cold energy of the whole body was at its peak.

The power of the ice-cold evil spirit increased again, and a mass of ice fog condensed into the entire arena space.

At this time, Long Qingtian's fist and his jade flute finally hit each other fiercely.

"Zheng!" There was a crisp sound.

Luo Hai's smile suddenly froze because he discovered that a powerful, no, terrifying force shook back from the jade flute.

His whole arm hurt violently, and the jade flute flew up and he retreated.

However, just as he was backing, a figure flashed and Long Qingtian came to him.

Long Qingtian hit him with a palm.

In his eyes, Long Qingtian's palm became bigger and bigger, as if the whole world was covered by it, and only Long Qingtian was left in the whole world.

"Bang!"

Luo Hai felt that his chest was hit by a giant mountain, and his internal organs seemed to be shattered. When his throat heated, blood suddenly spurted out, and then it fell to the ring, rolling continuously, and stopped until the edge of the ring.

The voices of the disciples around who were originally talking stopped abruptly and were stunned.

There was a dead silence around.

Even the disciples in the other five arenas could not help but slow down their attacks and looked here.

Honghe, Gu Fan and others have also been paying attention to Long Qingtian's competition. When they saw Luo Hai easily knocked away by Long Qingtian with one palm and spitting blood to the ground, Honghe's expression that he had not cared about disappeared and his eyes suddenly shrank.

Fu Chen's throat twitched with three-eyed evil pupils, while Fan Xiao, a young man in black, frowned.

Gu Fan stood among the crowd, his expression as indifferent as before.

"Long Qingtian is indeed very strong. He can reach this level in just a few months. It seems that his cultivation talent is very good. No wonder Elder Yang Qingshan wants to accept him as his disciple!" At this time, one of the Wuzong strong men who were in charge of the competition exclaimed.

"Not bad." Another powerful Wuzong also nodded and agreed.

At this time, Luo Hai, who was rolling to the edge of the ring, stood up swaying, looked at the jade flute that fell in the distance, then turned around and looked at Long Qingtian, his eyes unable to hide his fear.

"Sorry, I'm going to make a reservation for the elite disciples!" Long Qingtian walked slowly towards the other party and said, "So, you are destined to be out of reach with the elite disciples!" After that, his figure flashed and he came to the other party.

Luo Hai was shocked and hit Long Qingtian with both fists. However, he was slapped away by Long Qingtian with a palm and fell from the ring to the ground of the square.

The Luohai fell and the ground was shaking around.

The competition rules are lost as soon as it is implemented.

The competition is over!

When a powerful Wuzong master who was in charge of the competition announced the results, Long Qingtian flew back to the ground under the gaze of his disciples around him.
Chapter completed!
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