C143 Second round

Inside the Luoshui Pavilion, Zhang Xiu looked at Ji Feihua who was deep in thought and could not help but ask: "Senior Sister Ji, what are you thinking about? Is it like great-grandfather, who blames me for losing without fighting? "

Ji Feihua laughed softly: "How could that be, Junior Zhang, actually, you did the right thing today. Even if you possess the middle ranked Spiritual Talisman that the Martial Uncle had bestowed to you, I'm afraid you are not Yun Fei's match."

Ah!" A look of disbelief appeared on Zhang Xiu's innocent face, "It can't be, Senior Sister Ji. I know that I am not Senior Brother Yun's match, I just do not want to waste the middle grade spirit rune that my great-grandfather gave me, because even if I win Senior Brother Yun.

With my current strength, I won't go any further in the competition. However, the competition had just begun.

I believe that Senior Brother Yun has not set up the array yet, but the middle stage Spiritual Talisman that great-grandfather gave me is comparable to a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator's attack, so how could it not win against Senior Brother Yun who is only at the tenth level of Qi Refining? "

Ji Feihua turned her face slightly, her eyes revealing an unhappy expression: "Junior Brother Zhang, being confident is a good thing, but being overconfident is a bad thing. Back then, when Jin Ao used the Golden God's Descent, it was also equivalent to a Foundation Establishment stage attack.

Wasn't he still defeated by Yun Fei who was only at the seventh level of Qi Refinement? Furthermore, Yun Fei is already at the tenth level of the Refinement Stage. You must know that there is a huge difference between the Complete Qi Refining and the Late Qi Refining stage. "

"But …" Zhang Xiu seemed to still be somewhat unconvinced in his heart, "Senior Sister Ji, back then Senior Brother Jin was only at the ninth level of Qi Refinement. When he used the Golden Sun Sword, his Golden God's descent was at most sixty to seventy percent of his strength.

And even if I were to use the specially-made middle stage Spiritual Talisman that great-grandfather gave me, it would still possess eighty percent of my power. "

Looking at Zhang Xiu's innocent face, Ji Feihua's beautiful face revealed a smile. In any case, Junior Zhang was only a youth of fourteen or fifteen years. When he was at that age, wasn't he also unwilling to accept cultivators of the same cultivation level?

Three years ago, when Yun Fei had defeated Jin Ao, he had thought to himself, if he was in Yun Fei's place, would he have fought against the Golden Sun Sword head on like how Yun Fei was right now?

Ji Feihua asked: "Junior Brother Zhang, do you think that you can defeat me with a middle stage Spiritual Talisman?"

Zhang Xiu thought for a while and said, "With Senior Sister's peak of the twelfth level of Qi Refinement and the Water Spirit Spikes in her hands, even if I were to use a middle stage Spiritual Talisman, I still would not be able to beat Senior Sister."

Ji Feihua chuckled: "Junior Brother Zhang, with Senior Sister's current strength, if you were to compete with Yun Fei, it would not be certain that you would be able to win against him. It would be considered good if you have a 6-4 chance of winning, or maybe even a 5-5 chance."

Seeing Zhang Xiu's face reveal a look of disbelief, Ji Feihua said faintly: "Senior is also competing in the first round, after Senior is finished, we immediately rushed to the arena 20, and met Yun Fei and the rest on the way.

At that time, senior sister hid herself and amongst them, there was a twelfth level Refinement Stage cultivator, but did not notice my presence. However, Yun Fei smiled at me and nodded, what do you think I meant? "

"This …" Zhang Xiu was flabbergasted and at a loss for words.

Fang Yunlong did not know about the discussion between Zhang Xiu and Ji Feihua about his strength in the Luoshui Pavilion. Now, after taking the Origin Restoring Pill that Han Tianming gave him, he felt his body recovering gradually under the stimulation of the medicine.

The pills in the Pill Refining Pavilion were indeed extraordinary, the effects were extremely obvious. Fang Yunlong nodded to himself, his body gradually entering a state of meditation as he recuperated.

Three days later, in the Heluo Sect competition arena, the second round of the competition was about to begin. After the first round of the competition, half of the disciples had already been eliminated from the competition.

Several of Fang Yunlong's friends, Xu Ruyun, Han Tianming, Lan Ruo, Luo Yan and Chang Hui had all successfully advanced while Sun Hu had encountered an expert of the tenth level of the Refinement Stage who had sunk into a bitter battle.

However, relying on the Tiger Blade in his hand and the scales on his body, Sun Hu barely defeated his opponent and entered the second round. The only regret was that Pang Shuo had met an expert at the eleventh level of Qi Refinement in the first round and had been miserably eliminated.

Fang Yunlong went into the arena 20 in high spirits. After three days of rest, with the help of Han Tianming's pills, Fang Yunlong quickly recovered. Furthermore, Fang Yunlong had gone to watch Lan Ruo's competition on the second day after his own.

This made Lan Ruo extremely happy, and she easily dealt with her opponent who was only at the 9th level of Refinement. That day, when Lan Ruo joined the Fire Ink Pavilion.

After obtaining the top-grade magic tool, the Flame Ribbon, gifted by Pavilion Master Zhong, was incredibly powerful. Defeating a disciple at the ninth level of Qi Refining who only had a single mid-grade magic tool was an easy feat.

The 20th arena still had a sea of people, but it was still empty. This time, there were even more people than last time. It turned out that the last time Fang Yunlong and Ji Feihua fought, many of the spectators went to watch Ji Feihua's battle.

This time, Fang Yunlong and Ji Feihua were not fighting at the same time, so the people who came to watch the competition were even more imposing, causing the entire competition arena to be so packed that not even a drop of water could trickle through. Right now, it could be said to be the hottest competition in the entire Heluo Sect.

Looking at the spectacular scene in front of him, Fang Yunlong told himself to keep a low profile. He had to think of a way to keep a low profile, every single time he would act like an alien.

Fang Yunlong's opponent was already waiting for his arrival at the martial arena. Through Sun Hu, the popular figure of the Sect Master Du, Fang Yunlong naturally knew that his opponent this time was the Spirit Wood Pavilion's Qiu Hong. As for Qiu Hong's information, Luo Yan had already told Fang Yunlong everything she knew.

Qiu Hong, an 11th level Refinement Stage cultivator with a high level attacking magical equipment. Although her attacks weren't strong, her defense was quite good. However, Luo Yan had also told Fang Yunlong that Qiu Hong seemed to be extremely respectful to him and often talked about Fang Yunlong and Jin Ao's battle.

After finding out that Luo Yan and her relationship was not bad, she would often talk to Luo Yan about things related to Fang Yunlong.

When Fang Yunlong entered the fighting arena, Qiu Hong's eyes immediately lit up, and looked at Fang Yunlong with a smile as beautiful as flowers. Qiu Hong was not a beauty, her looks were ordinary, but this was the first time Fang Yunlong was being stared at so intensely by a girl.

This gave Fang Yunlong a feeling that he was a plate of food. The other party had not eaten for several days, and finally saw his plate of food …

After the supervisor announced the start of the martial arts competition, Qiu Hong continued to look at Fang Yunlong with a fiery gaze without any signs of fighting. Fang Yunlong frowned and could not help but say: "Senior Sister Qiu, the martial arts competition has begun."

"Oh." Qiu Hong was flustered. "Has the match already begun?" "Why are you so fast?"

Fang Yunlong rubbed his forehead. Oh my god, could it be that you are really here to participate in the competition? " "Senior Qiu, the martial competition has indeed begun. Senior Qiu, please enlighten me." Fang Yunlong waved his hand, signalling for Qiu Hong to make the first move.