C142 First battle

Fang Yunlong stepped into the competition grounds and looked at his opponent. The other party was a disciple at the 8th level of the Refinement Stage. He had delicate features and looked to be around 14 or 15 years old. His face was still young and tender, and his expression was somewhat nervous.

A very promising disciple, should be attending the competition on the orders of his master or elder this time, accumulating experience. Fang Yunlong silently analyzed his opponent.

Before Fang Yunlong even had the chance to speak, he heard the Martial Uncle who was in charge of supervising the competition shout: # 20 battle arena, the first match of the competition, Artifact Refining Pavilion Yun Fei against Luo Shui Pavilion's Zhang Xiu, officially begins the competition.

When the Martial Uncle who oversaw the competition finished, Fang Yunlong noticed that Zhang Xiu was still standing on the stage obediently. He could not help but frown.

Ever since he had beaten Jin Ao into a pig head that day, he believed that there was no one who dared to fight against him on the ground. Could it be that this Zhang Xiu had never heard of him?

Perhaps he had overestimated himself too much. Zhang Xiu might not have even heard of him, so it was better for him to end the battle quickly. After continuously refining for more than a year, his body had long been exhausted and he lacked mental energy.

Fang Yunlong made a decision in his heart, and prepared to quickly end this competition.

"Wait a minute!" Seemingly having gone through an intense mental struggle, Zhang Xiu suddenly made up her mind and shouted. Martial Uncle and Fang Yunlong who were supervising the competition immediately looked at Zhang Xiu in confusion.

Zhang Xiu's handsome face turned slightly red, but his expression was firm as he said to the Martial Uncle who was in charge of supervising the martial competition: "Martial Uncle, disciple admits defeat."

"You … Admit defeat? " The Martial Uncle who was in charge of supervising the competition asked curiously, while Fang Yunlong who was by the side also looked at Zhang Xiu, puzzled.

"Yes, Martial Uncle, this junior admits that I am not Senior Brother Yun's match, so I concede." Probably already going for broke, Zhang Xiu confirmed once again.

"Alright, I shall announce the victory of Artifact Refining Pavilion Yun Fei in the first match of the twentieth round, and proceed to the next round." When the Martial Uncle who oversaw the competition saw Zhang Xiu admitting defeat so straightforwardly, he also announced Fang Yunlong's victory.

Actually, he also understood that with Fang Yunlong's strength, Zhang Xiu, who was only at the 8th level of the Refinement Stage, would have a hard time defeating him.

Fang Yunlong asked with some doubt: "Junior Brother Zhang, why?"

"Senior brother Yun, junior has only come to the martial arena because of an order from the elders. I did not expect that the first opponent would be senior brother Yun. The strength that Senior Brother Yun had displayed all those years ago.

This already caused his junior apprentice-brother to admit defeat. "In addition, junior has long ago heard from senior sister Ji that senior's attainments in formations are not a match for senior at all, so …"

Fang Yunlong laughed out loud: "Junior Zhang is too modest, Junior Zhang is still young, in the future, he will definitely become great." Seeing that Zhang Xiu's face had flushed from hearing his praise, Fang Yunlong laughed: "Junior Zhang, we should go now, Martial Uncle has been waiting for a long time."

As if roused from his stupor, Zhang Xiu quickly said, "Okay, Senior Brother Yun, let's go."

Fang Yunlong smiled and nodded, then left the competition grounds with Zhang Xiu.

Outside of the competition grounds, the spectators finally expected Fang Yunlong to appear, but what surprised them was, after Fang Yunlong entered the competition grounds, the supervisor announced that the competition would begin, and then immediately announced that Fang Yunlong had won, and entered the next round.

Due to the soundproofing effect of the defensive formation on the battling ring, cultivators of the Foundation Establishment stage and above could only use their spiritual sense to penetrate the barrier and hear the sounds coming from the ring.

No one else could hear what was happening in the arena. Of course, the supervisors in the competition arena did not make use of the voice that came out of the Spiritual Strength.

When everyone saw Fang Yunlong and Zhang Xiu walk out of the competition grounds, they started to discuss among themselves. In this competition, everyone looked forward to it. They were looking forward to Fang Yunlong displaying his skills and displaying another legend. However, the truth often exceeded everyone's expectations.

It was as if Fang Yunlong had entered the fighting grounds, and obtained victory and left, and did not use any techniques. For a moment, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

At this time, a person in the crowd muttered, "That kid is right. Facing Yun Fei at the eighth level of Qi Refinement, forget about him at the tenth level, even if he is at the sixth level of Qi Refining, he would undoubtedly win. That is why I say, admitting defeat is the wisest choice."

Probably because this sentence had gained the approval of everyone. Everyone nodded their heads in agreement before sighing. If they had thought about it earlier, why would they even bother looking at it?

Fang Yunlong walked out of the competition grounds with a relaxed expression, he raised his head and looked up at the sky, revealing a sinister smile, as though he had thought of something interesting. Shaking his head, Fang Yunlong turned around and walked into the crowd.

Fang Yunlong smiled and nodded towards the spectators as he quickly left the arena.

Once he left the crowd, Fang Yunlong was ready to sit on the ice and fire carpet to leave, but he suddenly stopped and looked to the side with a smile.

What entered his eyes was his good friend, the charming Younger Sister Lan Ruo, the heroic looking Luo Yan, the refined and straightforward Gold Sun Pavilion spell trainer Xu Ruyun.

The red-faced senior brother Sun Hu in front of Sect Master Du, the fat-headed Pang Shuo, Han Tianming from the Pill Refining Pavilion, Chang Hui from the Spiritual Wood Pavilion, and so on.

Fang Yunlong immediately laughed: "My fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, thank you all for coming to watch Junior Brother's martial arts competition, I am truly grateful."

"Hmm?" Fang Yunlong, who had just finished speaking seemed to have sensed something, and quickly looked into the distance, then smiled and nodded.

Lan Ruo suddenly jumped to Fang Yunlong's side and pulled his arm: "Big Brother, I still haven't thanked you for refining my crystal boots yet. Look, it's so pretty."

With that, Lan Ruo pulled up her clothes and spun in a circle. A light and cheerful smile, a beautiful figure, and a pair of sparkling and translucent boots made everyone's eyes light up. What a beautiful young woman.

Fang Yunlong laughed and said: "En, not bad, Younger Sister's clothes are still beautiful, big brother's clothes are so ugly. Haha, Younger Sister, it's been more than a year since we last saw each other, but she's become even more beautiful and tall. "

Hearing Fang Yunlong's praise, Lan Ruo's watery eyes immediately lit up, flashing with joy. He snickered and leaned beside Fang Yunlong, not saying a word.

Sun Hu laughed: "Congratulations Junior Brother Yun for winning and levelling up successfully." When Sun Hu said this, everyone immediately agreed.

Fang Yunlong shook his head and laughed bitterly, "Thank you all Senior Brothers and Sisters, but my opponent is a very young disciple.

Pang Shuo laughed, "Junior Brother Yun is a weapon that bends others without fighting."

Everyone laughed out loud as they talked about the interesting things that happened on the martial arts arena. It was a joyous and harmonious scene.

Luo Yan suddenly opened her mouth and asked: "Senior brother Yun, why are you so late for the martial competition, you are only a little short of catching up."

Luo Yan's words immediately resonated with the crowd, most of them were already waiting for Fang Yunlong's arrival, but they did not see him. When the time was almost over, everyone was extremely anxious. Fortunately, Fang Yunlong had finally arrived at the critical moment.

Fang Yunlong let out a long sigh, "Martial Uncle Liang is squeezing out free labour. He gave me so many missions, and only now did I complete them. I almost missed the Large Competition."

Everyone looked at each other and laughed. They had already faintly guessed the position of Fang Yunlong in the Artifact Refining Pavilion. The Pavilion Lord Liang naturally had a special reason for nurturing him.

Xu Ruyun said softly, "Junior Brother Yun, from the looks of your haggard appearance, you have probably been refining artifacts and array flags, and have not been able to get sufficient rest. It's best for you to return early to rest, since the second round of the competition is going to take place in three days."

With a wave of his hand, a white jade bottle fell into Fang Yunlong's hands. "Junior Brother Yun, this is the Origin Restoring Pellet that I refined, it has a pretty good healing effect on the recovery of one's stamina and vitality. I'll gift it to you for free." After Han Tianming finished, the smile on his face grew even wider.

"Hehe, then I won't be polite. Thank you, Senior Martial Brother Han." Fang Yunlong took the jade bottle and placed it in her pocket. Seeing Fang Yunlong's haggard appearance, the rest of the people took their leave.

Fang Yunlong bowed to everyone and said: "Everyone, I will be going back to rest today. I will not be able to watch everyone's competition and will be extremely embarrassed, but I believe that everyone will definitely win and enter the next round."

"Thank you for your blessings, Junior Brother Yun." Everyone laughed and went back to their respective arenas to prepare for their respective matches.

Even if there were people who did not fight today, they would still return to the battling platform and observe the other opponents. This was to ensure that they understood what was going on. If they were to meet an opponent in the next round, it would be of great use.

After everyone had left, Fang Yunlong patted on Lan Ruo who was still standing by his side, "Younger Sister, don't you have a match today? "I haven't seen you for over a year. Your magic power is already higher than Big Brother's. After reaching the peak of the eleventh level of Qi Refining, it seems that you will soon enter the twelfth level of Qi Refining. You've worked hard this year."

"Big Brother, you were the one who introduced me to the Fiery Light Pavilion, so of course this Younger Sister cannot lose face for big brother.

It's just that I caused you to be punished by Martial Uncle Liang to refine magic tools, so you don't have time to cultivate. " As she said till here, Lan Ruo's beautiful face that was as clear as jade was filled with sorrow, and her eyes started to mist over.

Fang Yunlong chuckled and comforted Lan Ruo: "Younger Sister, you only know one thing but not the other. Pavilion Lord Liang punishing me was for my own good. Over the past year, Big Brother's refining skills and skills have greatly improved.

Moreover, with Big Brother's strength, you aren't afraid of anyone. " Saying that, Fang Yunlong's face was filled with a confident smile.

Seeing Fang Yunlong's confidence, Lan Ruo giggled: "Un, Younger Sister naturally believes in Big Brother. Big Brother is able to kill Ice Hawk s that are equivalent to Early Foundation Building Period alone. In this competition, Big Bro will definitely make it to the end. "

After pausing for a moment, Lan Ruo continued: "Big brother, Younger Sister did not have a match today.

Fang Yunlong nodded, and said: "Then I'll go and cheer for Younger Sister tomorrow."

Lan Ruo said happily: "Alright, big brother, you must come. Big brother, you should go back and rest first. Younger Sister is going to watch Big Sister Luo Yan's martial arts competition. "

With that, Lan Ruo gracefully left the place, and started humming some unknown song. Looking at Lan Ruo's happy back, Fang Yunlong laughed from the bottom of his heart, then quickly returned to the Artifact Refining Pavilion.