Xiang Nan felt the strange changes in the meridians in his body, and he couldn't explain why for a while, he just felt that his whole body was incomparably smooth.
He thought to himself, maybe this is what Senior Half Gourd said, to be reborn from the ashes and reach a higher level.
Xiang Nan enjoyed and was so curious about such a mysterious artistic conception that he even forgot the time.
The fourth day after three days.
All the spectators have rushed to the arena since last night. Today is the day of the finals of the joint entrance examination.
On this day, there were no more contestants in the entire competition area, and everyone went to the auditorium.
Whether it's Murong Wanqing's children from the five great families, or Mo Hai, Li Qingchuan, Tieqimen, these old friends who have known Xiang Nan for a long time.
Or people who have only heard of Xiang Nan's glorious deeds but are not familiar with Xiang Nan are all waiting in the audience to cheer for Xiang Nan.
Mr. Storyteller had already described Xiang Nan's battle in a miraculous way with his "brilliant pen and flowers" tongue, which attracted countless people of Haotian to yearn for this battle.
There was a sea of people, nearly 200,000 spectators sat quietly in the huge valley, and no one spoke loudly. This was their greatest respect for Xiang Nan with their tranquility.
In the center of the valley, on the newly built arena, only Yi Dong stood quietly, waiting for his opponent.
Seeing that the sun has risen, but there is still no movement in the direction of Hao Ranzong, everyone continues to wait.
At midday, when the scorching sun was scorching hot, Yi Dong was still the only one in the ring.
In the afternoon, some audience finally couldn't sit still and started whispering.
"Although today is the last battle, as long as it can be finished before tomorrow, it doesn't have to be so long, right?"
"Could it be that Xiang Nan is scared? Unable to bear such a huge psychological pressure, he chose to run away?"
"Fart! In fact, Xiang Nan is the kind of person who has no responsibility. I'm afraid he's too injured to come..."
"I don't think so. Martial artist, the body is extremely powerful. Even if the limbs are cut off, can you still connect them? You can also crawl over to greet the audience and give an explanation, right?"
In the afternoon, when the weather was at its hottest, Xiang Nan still didn't show up.
The elders of the twelve sects began to whisper, discussing what to do in today's finals.
Elder Shi Beihong stepped into the sky and said to Yi Dong: "Xiang Nan is late, Yi Dong, you are qualified to fight for your rights, if Xiang Nan has not arrived by evening, you can directly apply for the championship of the joint examination. "
"Now, do you want to apply in advance?"
The audience roared.
Yi Dong, with his right hand behind his back, also shook his head: "What I want is not a false championship, what I want is victory."
"well said!"
At this time, there was a thunderous applause in the sky, and all the audience turned their heads to look at it. In the western sky, a person spread his wings and flew high.
The corner of Yi Dong's mouth rose slightly: "You are still here after all."
At that moment, the audience applauded thunderously.
Xiang Nan withdrew his vitality wings from the sky, fell down, and stood firmly on the ring.
"Here we come! Haha, Xiang Nan is here!" Mo Hai and Li Qingchuan excitedly grabbed each other's arms and shook them vigorously.
Xiang Nan landed on the ground, flipped the back of his robe, cupped his fists and said, "I've kept you waiting!"
Yi Dong smiled slightly: "It's hard to find a confidant, and it's hard to meet a strong enemy, so what's the point of waiting a year."
"What a refreshing man!" Xiang Nan exhaled, and took out two wine jars: "Would you like to drink?"
Yi Dong shook his head and said, "Please go ahead."
Xiang Nan smiled brightly, holding two wine jars with both hands, and guzzled special drinks.
His torment for three days and three nights needed the refreshment of the strong wine to dilute it. After the hot strong wine flowed down his throat and into his stomach, Xiang Nan suddenly felt full of energy and felt happy all over his body.
After drinking all the wine, Xiang Nan said, "From the standpoint of an enemy, I am determined to defeat you. From the standpoint of a warrior, I appreciate what you just said."
Yi Dong was rare. He took out his right hand outside of the battle, clasped his fists together and said, "I also appreciate Brother Xiang's spirit. When you fight Xiang Long, you are fighting for death, but you have to hide a backhand."
"You should do this not to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, but for the overall situation of Hao Ranzong."
Xiang Nan was slightly taken aback: "You can see it."
Yi Dong smiled and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you shouldn't be able to release only one of your avatars."
Hearing this, the audience was stunned. Can Xiang Nan's avatar be released more? Then why didn't he do this when he was fighting Xiang Long.
Is it to preserve strength and keep the mystery of the cards
Thinking of this, no one is not moved, that life is about to be lost, and you can keep a back hand for the next battle. This kind of courage is really not something ordinary people can have. All the brains were thrown away.
"Okay, now I announce that the finals of the 12 joint exams will officially begin!" Elder Shi Beihong finally issued the last instruction that everyone was looking forward to.
"Please!" Xiang Nan made a gesture of invitation to Yi Dong.
"Please!" Yi Dong also waved his right hand.
Xiang Nan smiled slightly, the gesture of "please" suddenly changed, and the palm of his hand was closed, and he saw the giant knife slanted behind his back buzzing, and flew out with a whistling sound, and landed in his hand accurately.
Yi Dong's eyes moved slightly: "It's so beautiful!"
As he spoke, Yi Dong raised his right hand high, the bandages on his arm were scattered, and a golden eyeball gathered above his head.
When the golden light of the eyeballs shone down, Yi Dong's strength soared, and his realm was raised to the fifth level of Guiyuan. He took off his long hair three times and shot towards Xiang Nan.
These three long hairs are vigorous and powerful! It has the tenacity and tenacity of ancient pine, and the invincible sharpness of sword and gun!
But Xiang Nan just raised his left hand slightly. At the beginning, his palm didn't have any vitality. When he caught the three times of long hair, the vitality suddenly appeared! And it came without warning and at a rapid speed.
In an instant, the three long hairs were caught by Qi Qi, and Xiang Nan poured his vitality into the ring, but his body did not move back a bit.
A strange look flashed in Yi Dong's eyes: "What a smooth vitality!"
If a warrior wants to release more vitality within a given period of time, the speed at which he can release his vitality is far from enough, so he must rely on powerful martial arts to achieve an instant burst of vitality!
At this time, the number of meridians in Xiang Nan's body is already extremely complicated, four times that of human beings! This means that at the same time, he can release more vitality than ordinary people can't match without exploding vitality!
At the same time, it also means that no matter what kind of martial arts Xiang Nan practices in the future, he will be four times smoother than ordinary human fighters!
"Yi Dong, if you use this method again, I'm afraid you will despise me a little." Xiang Nan flipped his left hand, his long hair swished through the sky three times, and reflected back towards Yi Dong.
That Yi Dong didn't dodge or dodge, the three strands of long hair hit his body, and there were three ding ding ding sounds, and Yi Dong slid back half a step.
Yi Dong Daqi: "You can do it too?"
Xiang Nan smiled slightly: "It didn't work before, but it works now."
In the auditorium, half a gourd took a sip of the old wine, shook its head and said: "Xiang Nan boy has made money this time. He put it to death and reborn later, and what he got in return is what ordinary people can't."
"Fate? Luck!"