"puff!"

Lu Fanzhi felt a true qi wandering in his body and quickly left his body.

The imprisoned martial arts heart can also be instantly resolved.

The surging true energy swept across the meridians like a tide.

Especially the ten meridians that have been opened, like a long drought, they quickly absorbed the true qi that had penetrated, and then digested and fused.

Swallow!

When Lu Fan noticed the meridians in his body and was moving at this moment, he was shocked!

And those true qi also sensed danger. When they wanted to escape, their meridians were blocked independently as if they were conscious, trapping all of these true qi in it, digesting them bit by bit, and then dissipating into invisible...

At this moment, only one of the seven true qi condensed from Lu Fan's body escaped.

It is like a frightened bird, no longer having any pause, it directly penetrates into the heart of martial arts and never appears again.

"Is this a fucking scared of being swallowed?"

Lu Fan's face showed a strange look. This was not the first time he had seen the effect of the "Martial Classic", but he still couldn't help but his mind was blank, and he felt that he had completely subverted his cognition.

at the same time.

Old Man Xuanyuan's eyes fell faintly into the Nangong family's camp.

He didn't say anything, but just snorted coldly and began to say, "Competition, continue."

It was almost time for him to speak. Just as the voice of Old Man Xuanyuan sounded faintly, the man in a short shirt waved his long whip again, exploded the air, and slashed hard at Lu Fan, who was still sitting cross-legged in a daze!

"Bang!"

A big hand suddenly appeared and took the whip power on the top of his head!

The man Huang Shan's face was dull, holding a long whip in his hand, and stayed there.

"You didn't secretly kill me when my true energy was imprisoned."

"By this alone, you are much better than your vicious junior brother."

"I won't kill you, you can go down."

"Swoosh!"

Lu Fan said calmly, grabbed the black whip's arm and swung it out. The man in the short shirt caught him off guard and threw it out more than ten meters with the whip. His body hit the ground hard and was eliminated.

"Lu Fan won!"

Zhong Boyong's face was so excited that he was red and trembling.

Kong Zhuyin even stroked his beard, his face full of pride.

Lu Wushuang and Lei were relieved to see this. The two strongest challengers in the No. 8 are already out, so it would be natural for Lu Fan to enter the group stage next.

But although many people expected this, the next scene in the No. 8 ring was still full of unexpected drama.

Seeing that the contest on the other seven are over, the remaining people couldn't help but avoid Lu Fan's goal.

They found their prey and began to fight and fight desperately.

So much so that a ridiculous scene appeared on the 8th ring in the corner.

More than forty warriors fought together and fought wantonly.

Lu Fan, who was regarded as the target of public criticism at the beginning, sat quietly in the center of the ring, closing his eyes to adjust his breathing.

Everyone, while fighting, avoided him very consciously.

Soon, when there were only five contestants left in the No. 8 ring, a bell rang.

The first stage of the melee audition ended, with 40 people remaining in eight stages, entering the next round of group stage, Lu Fan, included.

"This waste is so lucky. It can make Old Man Xuanyuan support him and scare those idiots."

"But in the next round of group stage, they are all real strong players. I think you will be lucky enough to survive the challenge!"
Chapter completed!