After playing for a few more minutes, Yang Fan found that Chu Feiyun was already a little tired. He was still going back and forth with the same moves. The sword drop skill that he had been looking forward to for a long time and wanted to gain more experience could not be used once.
But think about it, the minimum consumption of using Jian Luo is 10,000 points of qi and blood strength and 40 points of mental power reserve. Although Chu Feiyun is a martial arts genius, he is not a spiritual master after all, and his mental power may not even reach 50 points. Not at all.
The limit is that he can perform such a special move once a day. After all, not everyone has the opportunity to awaken his spiritual power.
Tsk tsk, this little brother is not strong enough.
If his spiritual power is still unable to be awakened, even if his cultivation reaches the master level and his energy and blood strength reach hundreds of thousands of moments, he will still be able to use a special move like Sword Fall only once a day.
This is the shortcoming of pure Qi-blood warriors. Many special martial arts that require mental power to be stimulated are simply difficult for them to perform continuously.
Yang Fan sighed, a little disappointed. He didn't expect to squeeze Chu Feiyun dry so quickly. Now he can no longer get any experience from him.
In this case, it seems that there is no need to continue fighting, right
Without the use value, Yang Fan no longer had any expectations for the next battle. However, considering that Chu Feiyun was a good person, Yang Fan decided to save him some face and prevent him from losing so ugly.
Don't be like Zhu Yuchen, who has to be carried away by the guardian teacher.
"End it!"
Yang Fan finally no longer relied on body skills to dodge, and also used the Mad Lion Fist of the Great Perfection state to fight Chu Feiyun head-on.
boom!
Chu Feiyun flew more than ten meters upside down, and his right arm, which had a head-on collision with Yang Fan, could no longer be raised.
Although they are both Mad Lion Fist at the Dzogchen realm, Yang Fan's skill proficiency has exceeded 40,000 points, and there are accumulated skill enhancements. If it weren't for the gap in their martial arts cultivation, under this punch, Chu Feiyun would not just break an arm.
"This guy! Not only has Arc Step Flash reached the Great Perfection state, but even the Crazy Lion Fist is also a Great Perfection!" Chu Feiyun stood there in shock, "Not only the Crazy Lion Fist, the moment when I collided with his fist, I even sensed a trace of the powerful golden body art from his body. This guy might have also practiced the powerful golden body art to the state of great perfection!"
Chu Feiyun couldn't believe his own judgment.
But if this were not the case, it would not be possible to explain why Yang Fan was able to break through the defense of his powerful golden body technique. Only practitioners of similar techniques would understand the limitations and weaknesses of their own techniques.
The punch that Yang Fan just threw happened to hit the node where the energy and blood of his powerful golden body trick flowed, otherwise he would not have been injured so quickly.
"This Yang Fan is even more evil than me, Chu Feiyun!"
Chu Feiyun had a bitter look on his face. Yang Fan knew all the skills he knew, and his level was higher than him. How could he give a shit about this situation
Yang Fan obviously has the ability to challenge higher levels. Even though the level difference between the two is three levels, Yang Fan can still injure him. If they are at the same level, he will definitely not be Yang Fan's opponent.
Chu Feiyun is very arrogant and arrogant, and at the same time he has a self-esteem far beyond ordinary people.
Once he found out that he was no match for Yang Fan, he had no intention of continuing to fight Yang Fan shamelessly.
If you lose, you lose!
He had nothing to be dissatisfied with when he lost to a super genius who was even better than him and had outstanding talent.
"I lost!"
Chu Feiyun took the initiative to speak and gave up on continuing to compete for the qualifications for the trial. He looked up at Yang Fan, who was standing upright on the opposite side, and said loudly: "Yang Fan, you are indeed very powerful for being able to practice three human-level martial arts to the Great Perfection state at the same time. !”
"But!" Chu Feiyun changed the topic and said proudly: "I, Chu Feiyun, am not weak either! Although I am a little bit worse than you, I am younger than you. I am only sixteen years old this year. I believe that when I When you are eighteen years old, you will definitely do better and perform better than you do now!"
This little brother is really competitive.
Even if he lost, he would not forget to put a layer of gold on his face, as if no one else knew he was only sixteen years old.
Yang Fan nodded and smiled, and softly complimented Chu Feiyun: "You are indeed very good. You can have such amazing results at the age of sixteen. It is really amazing. I think back then, when I was sixteen, I was only a second-level martial arts apprentice. There is simply no comparison with classmate Chu Feiyun!"
Yang Fan's words indeed sounded like compliments to Chu Feiyun. When he first heard it, Chu Feiyun felt quite happy, because he also felt that he was so awesome and Yang Fan was telling the truth.
But when I tasted it carefully, I found it tasted more and more unpleasant, and it always felt a bit awkward.
Is Yang Fan praising someone
Is he just bragging and showing off, okay? !
I hate this kind of pretentiousness the most. If my brain reacts a little slower, I will be trapped in it!
insidious!
A few seconds later, the guardianship teacher arrived as promised, familiarly lifted the blockade on Chu Feiyun's private brain, then raised his hand to reset his misaligned joints, and took him away directly.
Yang Fan's wrist shook for a while, and he raised it to look. Chu Feiyun's 6,300 points had arrived. Yang Fan had now accumulated 13,800 points, firmly sitting at the top of the points rankings. .
Then he looked at the dozen or so survivors on the ranking list and found that most of them had 100 or 200 points, so he didn't bother to harvest them one by one.
Anyway, the points have exceeded 10,000, and the championship is already certain, there is no need to mess around anymore.
The time is almost over, and the trial will end in another ten minutes. It's time to go to the final meeting point and prepare to board the airship back to the city.
"What is that silly dog Dahei doing? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Yang Fan patted his jacket pocket and raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that the foodie was too full? Where did the cat eat and sleep
Thinking like this, Yang Fan sank his spiritual thoughts into the space of the sea of consciousness, gently touched the blood-colored soul source of Dahei, and issued a summoning command.
The source of the bloody soul shook slightly, and a spiritual thought belonging to Dahei came out: "Master, wait for me a little longer, there are a lot of delicious food here, I will finish it right away!"
"Well, Master, do you want to come and have a few bites together? I can leave... half of it for you!"
Dahei offered the treasure to Yang Fan softly with a little hesitation and reluctance.
Yang Fan was delighted, this big dog was quite sensible, and he even started to fawn over his master.
He chuckled and shook his head: "No need, I'm not interested in the flesh and blood of those monster beasts, just enjoy it yourself."
Yang Fan's own collection space is already filled with the best flesh and blood from all kinds of monsters. If you want to eat it, go back and let Yang's father cook it. Why compete with a dog here for food
"Really? Master is so kind to me!"
Dahei flattered him with relief and said: "However, what I am eating now is not the flesh and blood of monsters. I found a pile of extremely pure Qi and blood crystals in an underground cave at the edge of the canyon. It’s delicious and delicious. After eating it, it can be directly converted into demonic power. It’s really great. It’s a pity that you don’t come, Master!”
Yang Fan was stunned when he heard this.
The extremely pure Qi and blood crystals can be directly transformed into demonic power after swallowing without the need for absorption and refining.
Why does this kind of thing Dahei say sound so familiar
Damn it!
Yang Fan's expression suddenly changed. This silly dog must have discovered the spiritual energy array set up by the school around the canyon. The kind of energy and blood crystals it is currently devouring might be the spiritual energy that maintains the operation of the array. Can unit!
Yang Fan quickly released his mental power and carefully sensed the psychic barrier more than a hundred meters above his head, and found that the barrier was becoming thinner and dim at a speed visible to the naked eye.
How could he not understand at this time that that guy Dahei was indeed devouring the psychic units in the psychic formation.
Although I don’t know how this silly dog walked into the core of the protective formation, I really can’t let it continue!
"Dahei, shut up! Don't eat anymore, come back quickly!"
Yang Fan quickly stopped him. He was worried that if he let this silly dog eat it again, the entire psychic barrier would collapse due to lack of spiritual power.
This is no small thing.
If the psychic formation collapses and the auras of all the students still in the canyon are exposed, it will definitely cause a big mess. If it really attracts a group of fourth-level or fifth-level demon generals, the old man Chen Guang may not be able to cover them up. Live.
The most important thing is that if the matter is exposed and people find out that his pet stole the school's psychic unit, he will have to pay money.
With so many psychic units, even if Yang Fan's family went bankrupt, they probably wouldn't be able to afford it.
"But, Xiao Jin and I are almost finished eating, right?"
The big dog muttered, a little confused as to why its owner was so anxious. It clearly didn't notice any danger.
Why did Xiao Jin pop up again? Who the hell is Xiao Jin
Yang Fan felt like he was going crazy. He suddenly raised his hand and touched his left pocket, and instantly understood that the little gold in Dahei's mouth was probably the soul-eating rat he had just conquered.
This little thing left his pocket at some point and ran to mix with the big black guy.
Moreover, he also went to steal things!
"Master! Master, please rest assured!" At this time, the brown soul origin belonging to the Soul-eating Rat also began to vibrate slightly: "I discovered this treasure place first. There is really no danger. Master, do you want to come with us? "
The little mouse loves to show off even more than Dahei, and keeps proving his worth to Yang Fan.
Although its cultivation level is not as good as that of Xiao Hua and Da Hei, it can hunt for treasures. No matter how deep and hidden the treasures are hidden by others, it can easily steal them... No, it should be said that it takes them out and presents them to its master!
Humph, that’s how awesome!
(End of chapter)