Linglong's Eruption
Both sides had won the first battle.
A crushing victory.
Long Fei returned to the team and said excitedly: "Awesome."
Xiao Ying giggled: "I haven't even made a move yet, Sister Qianqian is too powerful."
Song Chien-chien said: "I just can't take it anymore."
Long Fei said: "You exposed yourself too early, the next battle will be a little difficult, but according to my tactical arrangements, there shouldn't be any problems."
He believed in his own tactics.
With so many years of experience in the game, his tactics were definitely the best.
Long Fei still had this much confidence.
Song Chien-chien said: "Don't worry, I will pay attention."
"Also."
Song Chien-chien looked to one side and said: "The people from the Pan Family are here as well."
The corner of Long Fei's mouth curled up, and he laughed, saying: "I saw it."
Perhaps no one had discovered the people from the Pan Family before him, because … The golden light on Pan Zhan's body was too dazzling.
Long Fei saw it the moment he entered.
He was excited in his heart, "Pangu Heaven Splitting Axe, can this be considered an Ancient Divine Weapon?"
Ever since Pan Zhan took out the Pangu Heaven Splitting Axe, Long Fei had never forgotten about it. This was how he was when it came to good things.
This time, when Pan Zhan appeared again, Long Fei thought to himself: "I have to think of a way to explode him."
Yan Huang Ancestor suddenly interrupted: "I just need a little bit of Pangu's blood vein, the purity of the Pangu's blood vein flowing in his body should be a little higher."
Long Fei muttered, and said: "Ancestor, what do you want Pangu's blood essence for?"
Ever since Yan Huang Ancestor promised to create a 'blood vein' for Long Fei, every time Long Fei killed a boss, the blood vein obtained by the demon beast would be absorbed a little faster than the dragon blade.
What exactly was it for?
What kind of bloodline was he trying to create?
Yan Huang Ancestor smiled and said, "It won't be long before you will know. I need some transcendent grade bloodline power. I just paid attention to it. Not to mention, Blue Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Dazzling Dance Martial Courtyards have many disciples with Divine Grade Bloodlines. If I can absorb some of their bloodlines, the progress of bloodline research will be doubled."
Long Fei shuddered. "What kind of bloodline is it?"
Yan Huang Ancestor smiled mysteriously. "You will know when the time comes."
Long Fei didn't ask any more questions.
…
"The second match will be between the Combat Institution …"
The team competition continued.
Apart from the previous year's top eight, which didn't need to fight in the outer ring, the other twenty or so teams had to participate in the tournament to fight for the eight spots. Finally, there would be an elimination tournament.
Half an hour later.
The first round of the alchemy competition had ended.
According to the rules, the second round would begin in ten minutes.
But he didn't.
He was waiting for the first round of the team competition to end.
He was still targeting Long Fei, not allowing Long Fei time to participate in the alchemy competition. At the same time, he couldn't participate in the team competition. He was targeting Long Fei ruthlessly.
"You want to compete with me? You should be a trash from Southern Tianyu. You have neither status nor status. You think you can compete with me with the outdated dean, Chiu Wan-tao?"
"Humph!"
Pan Zhan snorted and said, "Long Fei, I'll play you to death!"
"The second round of the competition begins."
"The first match, Mad Dragon Team versus Martial Team Two."
"The first match of the second round of the alchemy competition, Long Fei versus Wu Zhangkun."
"Contestants, please step forward."
Again, it was done at the same time.
They didn't give Long Fei any chance.
Song Chien-chien said, "Long Fei, don't worry about the team competition. We won't let you down."
Long Fei smiled lightly and said, "You guys have never let me down."
Linglong suddenly said, "Senior Brother, Wu Zhangkun is a high-level disciple of the Spiritual Dan Martial Institution. His alchemy skills are very strong. You have to be careful."
"En."
Long Fei smiled.
His alchemy skills had reached the ninth grade of the Immortal Grade.
Even the elders of the Spiritual Dan Martial Institution didn't have many who were his match.
Long Fei wasn't worried about alchemy.
On the other hand, Song Chien-chien and the rest were a little worried for Long Fei.
The second team of the Combat Martial Institution was all at the Pseudo Immortal Realm. They were all third-year high-level disciples. They didn't appear when Long Fei challenged the Combat Institution.
"The second team of the Combat Institution has an average strength of the fourth grade of the Pseudo Immortal Realm."
"Their strength has increased a lot after this secret training," the dean of the Combat Institution said, "It's more than enough to deal with these female disciples."
Ouyang Zhan said: "How's the matter I instructed you to do?"
Dean of the Combat Martial Arts laughed: "I have already sent someone to pass the message down, Long Fei definitely thinks that we will target Song Chien-chien, but … They definitely won't think that we are targeting the weakest among them."
"Linglong!"
Ouyang Zhan laughed sinisterly, and said: "It's time to let Long Fei see blood, hahaha … Other than these five female disciples, there are only a few odd job disciples left. Let's see how he can compete if we cripple them one by one."
It was also at this time.
The Principal of the Spiritual Dan Martial Arts Academy also walked over with a smile on his face, and said: "Everything has been arranged, the spirit herbs that Long Fei used have all been replaced."
"These spirit herbs can't even think about refining specific pills."
"Huh?"
"Hahaha …" Ouyang Zhan was the first to laugh, "Alright, this round will wipe out Long Fei's entire team!"
Ouyang Zhan was incomparably pleased with himself. As he watched them walk towards the Pill Refining Competition, he sneered: "Brat, strength is important, but sometimes, methods are even more important than strength. You are still too inexperienced, hahaha …"
… ….
On the stage.
The disciples of the second team moved slightly and attacked at the same time.
All of them attacked Song Chien-chien alone.
Targeting Song Chien-chien?
Xiao Ying, Datura Datura, Han Xueji, and Linglong also rushed up at the same time, "Sister Qianqian, we'll help you."
"You shameless bastards."
The moment they rushed up, the second team's moves changed. Suddenly, the five of them locked onto Linglong with their swords, and all five swords struck out at the same time.
"Linglong, be careful!"
Song Chien-chien shouted.
This was premeditated. The five of them changed too quickly.
Moreover.
From the beginning, their goal was Linglong, not her!
Linglong's actual combat experience was very low. Facing a sudden attack, she panicked and lost her sense of propriety.
The five sneak attacks sealed off all of her escape routes.
Pan Zhan laughed coldly, "Not bad, Ouyang Zhan still has some brains."
"This little girl has to die."
Ouyang Zhan also laughed complacently, "Once Linglong dies, you should be angry, right? At that time … Hahaha … Godly score? Establish a new Martial Arts Institute? Long Fei, you are simply a joke. "
"Linglong, be careful."
Linglong watched as the five people sneak attacked her. Her heart was in a mess, but she kept telling herself in her heart that she could not drag her senior brother down.
He could not drag the Mad Dragon Squad down.
He could not cause trouble for his senior brother.
I should do my best to help my senior brother.
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