Chapter 180: You Are so Good at Playing Tricks, You Are Not Afraid to Travel All over the World

"Brother Zong, that's amazing. Bayi Chinese √网★★く★"

After Zong Hentian was pulled down, Tianjiao's disciples also congratulated him. Although he lost the first game, Brother Zong forcibly crushed him in the second game and won a round, which is also heartening.

Zong Hentian, who was sitting there at the moment, calmed down a little, and looked at Lin Fan with adoring eyes, "All this is due to Uncle Lin, if it wasn't for Uncle Lin, I might not be that guy's opponent."

Now that Zong Hentian thought about being on the stage, hammering his chest with both hands, and roaring at Feng Xiaoling, he felt a little embarrassed now.

The image he had built up in the sect with great difficulty disappeared at that moment.

"Uncle Lin, what kind of secret technique is that?" Zong Hentian asked suspiciously, he had never heard of such a technique.

As for the combat skills that can improve his cultivation, he knows, but those combat skills are very rare, and it is also very difficult to cultivate, and the effect of the increase is definitely not as powerful as before.

"That's not a practice, it's just a technique. How does it feel?" Lin Fan asked.

"It hurts a lot. Now I feel powerless all over my body, as if my energy and energy have been drained." Zong Hentian said.

Lin Fan also had some ideas in his mind. It seemed that after this increase, his whole body was weak, but he didn't know if this "scratching feet" would have any effect on him.

But as soon as he had this idea, Lin Fan overturned it. Just kidding, he couldn't kick himself.

"How are you guys doing? Do you want to try it?" Lin Fan asked with a smile while looking at the young masters and nephews beside him.

When these Tianjiao disciples heard this, they immediately waved their hands.

"Uncle, forget it, winning or losing doesn't matter, the key is to do your best."

"Yeah, in the end, as long as the uncle wins the first place in Tianjiao, we will do our best."

....

Just kidding, they all saw Brother Zong's appearance just now, and they were a little entangled in their hearts seeing that ferocious look.

And the posture with the legs together made it even more unbearable for them.

It doesn't matter if you lose the game,

But the point is, countless junior sisters are watching from the audience, how can they lose face.

So how will you find this partner in the future?

Lin Fan glanced at them, a little helpless, and wanted to experiment a few more times to analyze the effect, but it seemed impossible.

....

In the following competitions, there were winners and losers, but in terms of the situation, the disciples of Jiuxiaozong had the advantage.

And Lin Fan also played once, but in the end result, Lin Fan won by crushing.

Lin Fan stood on that stage, and he exploded with force in an instant. In terms of momentum alone, he was better than the other party, so that the other party didn't have any intention of resisting, and everything came naturally, without any problems.

In the final duel, only five people remained.

Three disciples of Jiuxiaozong and two disciples of Shengzong.

"Brother Wu Ya, I don't think you have a good chance of winning." Liang Yichu is quite satisfied with the result at the moment, but there is still a slight gap with the expectation in his heart.

From Liang Yichu's point of view, the disciples in this final decisive battle should all be disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, Jiuxiaozong is a sure win.

"It's not certain, the chances of winning are hard to say." Wu Ya said with a smile.

"Brother Wu Ya, look at that disciple, his legs have already started to tremble now, and he is only at the end of his strength, so it can be counted. If calculated in this way, it is three to one." Liang Yichu said with a smile.

"Hehe..." Supreme Elder Wuya didn't reply, and used that indifferent smile to fight back.

....

"Uncle, I'm afraid I'm going to die." Zong Hentian said regretfully at this moment.

Zong Hentian was already exhausted after accepting his uncle's enhancement of strength, and it was luck that he was able to make it to the end.

"It's okay..." Lin Fan waved his hand and said calmly.

Zong Hentian looked at Master Lin's calm expression, and his heart also stabilized. Seeing Master Lin like this, he must be very sure of victory.

As for whether he has himself or not, it seems that it doesn't matter anymore.

At this moment, Lin Fan looked at the three Tianjiao disciples from the Nine Heavens Sect, and felt a little troubled in his heart. This time, he was cheating.

These three Tianjiao disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, in terms of strength, none of them could do it by themselves.

Although he can remain invincible, he still has to defeat the opponent.

What should I do if I come to the stage later.

At this moment, the disciples in the auditorium are discussing with each other. Now that it has reached this point, according to the current situation, it is very unfavorable.

"What do you think will happen in the end?"

"I don't know, the three Tianjiao disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect are very strong, and I have to admit that."

"Yeah, Brother Zong seems to be exhausted, and now only Senior Uncle Lin is supporting him, so the situation is probably not good."

"By the way, do you know Master Lin's cultivation?" A disciple asked curiously.

"Eh... I really don't know."

"...."

At this moment, Lin Fan knew that he had to think of a way. If he called them one by one, it would be really unreliable.

If you directly confront the salary wind, maybe you can still think of a way.

At this moment, Lin Fan stepped forward, raised his head slightly, and stared at the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, "Xin Feng, you and I are both the strongest disciples of the Heaven's Chosen, so don't waste time, how about a fight between you and me on stage?"

Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan and said indignantly, "Okay."

Lin Fan said so, none of the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect had any complaints, just as Lin Fan said, Xin Feng is the strongest disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect, and they all knew it in their hearts.

It's a waste of time, it's better to let the two have a showdown.

"Brother Wu Ya, your disciple is smart, and you know my disciple's character, but even if you play tricks like this, you will lose later." Liang Yichu said.

"Then tell me, what about your other Tianjiao disciples, even if they are on stage? Isn't it a waste of time?" Wu Ya said.

....

At this moment, Lin Fan and Xin Feng were standing on the competition stage, they looked at each other, and the light in their eyes was shining.

"I was careless about what happened yesterday, but you can't get it today." For what happened yesterday, Xinfeng will keep it in mind, and the brick is very weird, so this time, Xinfeng will never let the other party have a chance to get close to him.

"Hey, Brother Feng, I'm very sorry for what happened yesterday. After I went back, I begged myself a lot. I'm sorry." Lin Fan said with a long sigh.

"Hmph, it's useless to talk too much. I've seen the truth in my hand. The place of the strongest disciple of Tianjiao will be my Xinfeng." Xinfeng said coldly and proudly.

Originally, Xinfeng thought that when he met someone of the same kind, he felt a little sympathetic to each other, and felt that he might be his first friend, but he didn't expect this guy to ignore himself, which made Xinfeng unbearable.

This time he had to let the other party understand his terror.

Lin Fan looked at Xin Feng's eyes that would not give up until he knocked himself to the ground, and his brain started to work instantly, and he began to think of the routine. This time, he must let the other party understand that the world is dangerous, and it is best to be careful. (To be continued.)