There were a total of three qualifying battles.
Once Bu Fang passed all three matches, it would be equivalent to obtaining a ticket to enter District B.
Therefore, every qualifying battle was extremely fierce.
For the experts of District B, the qualification battle was actually a battle of honor. If they lost, the last place on the ranking list of District B would be expelled from District B.
The nobles of District B had always thought that being a noble of District B was an honor. If they were kicked out of District B, how could they bear such grievances?
They certainly couldn't bear it.
Therefore, everyone attached great importance to the qualifying battle.
They would do everything they could to stop Bu Fang.
In the ring fighting pit.
Today, the ring fighting pit was particularly lively.
Countless experts had gathered here. Many people who were familiar with each other greeted each other and talked about the qualification battle.
To start the qualifying battle, one needed to win ten consecutive victories.
In fact, it was not easy to win ten consecutive victories among so many experts.
Moreover, it was an aristocrat of District C who had won ten consecutive victories.
If it were someone from District B who had won ten consecutive victories, the qualifying battle would not have started.
Because, in the eyes of the people in the ring fighting pit, it was normal for an expert of District B to win ten consecutive victories.
For the people of District C, this was a glory and a ray of hope.
If someone could break into District B, it was tantamount to giving them confidence.
Therefore, this battle attracted almost everyone's attention.
It was not only the experts in the ring fighting pit.
Many people in District A, B, and C were even watching the Projection Deployment.
When Bu Fang leisurely arrived at the ring fighting pit, eating an oyster pancake, the whole place was so noisy that the sky was about to be overturned.
Bu Fang stuffed the oyster pancake into his mouth and stepped into the ring.
In the middle of the ring fighting pit, an old woman wrapped in a black robe was already sitting cross-legged there.
She was the person in charge of the ring fighting pit, a Chaotic Saint.
Of course, she did not have much Chaotic Energy. She should have just entered the Chaotic Saint Realm and could not be compared with Countess Xia Qiu and the others.
On the right side of the old woman …
A young man with a sharp longsword on his back stood there.
The young man was dressed in a blood-colored robe with blood-colored patterns, which made him look strange and evil.
He was Bu Fang's opponent in the first round.
He was ranked tenth on the Crystal Stone List.
He was an extremely powerful existence who had once obtained twenty consecutive victories.
Although his cultivation base was also at the peak of the Saint of the Great Path, he was stronger than Aohen.
The young man was like a black hole as he stood there, sucking in everything …
With his strange aura and powerful strength, it wasn't strange for him to be the first to fight in the qualification battle.
With his hands behind his back, Bu Fang stepped into the ring fighting pit.
Xiao Bai followed behind him.
Little Hu sat on Xiao Bai's shoulder, while Xiaopi lay on Xiao Bai's head.
As soon as this strange combination appeared, it caused a huge uproar.
During this period of time, Bu Fang's ten consecutive victories and the accumulated fame had completely exploded at this moment.
He had become the pride of the experts of District C, but he had also become a thorn in the eyes of the experts of District B.
Bu Fang's ten consecutive victories were obtained by defeating ten experts from District B.
Strictly speaking, it was more difficult to achieve than those in District B.
In general, the fighting prowess of the experts of District B was stronger than that of District C.
In the Countess's Mansion …
Countess Xia Qiu crossed her legs and looked indifferently at the projection array.
She was also looking forward to seeing if Bu Fang could enter District B.
In addition to Countess Xia Qiu, such an exciting event naturally attracted the attention of many nobles of District C.
The other two earls and other nobles all saw this scene.
Many people still remembered Bu Fang.
"Isn't that the lizard from District D?!"
"Yes, how did this lizard become a noble and … enter the fighting pit?"
"Am I dreaming? This damn lizard … "
…
Many nobles felt as if they were in a dream, and many could not believe it.
However, most of them were still paying attention to this scene.
A lizard from District D actually became the hope of District C to enter District B.
How ironic was this?
…
In the fighting pit …
It was noisy all around, and most of them were cheering for Bu Fang.
Of course, there were also experts of District B roaring and booing at Bu Fang.
It was impossible to influence him.
Bu Fang didn't care at all.
He came to the fighting pit and looked at the person in charge.
The person in charge glanced at Bu Fang indifferently. That glance seemed to make Bu Fang fall into a black hole.
A Chaotic Saint was indeed unfathomable.
"The qualifying battle … You're almost late … Young man, don't underestimate the qualifying battle."
The crone looked at Bu Fang and said lightly.
Bu Fang nodded seriously. Naturally, he would not underestimate anyone.
"There are three qualifying battles in total. This is your first opponent … Hezhang, the Sword Devil."
The crone said.
As soon as she finished speaking …
The crone's figure began to slowly disappear as if she had blended into the void.
"The first qualifying battle … begins."
"Bu Fang of District C versus Hezhang of District B."
Roar!
The moment the crone disappeared, the noise in the fighting pit soared into the sky, as if it was about to tear the sky apart.
The eyes of the blood-robed youth standing opposite Bu Fang narrowed …
The sword on his back, which seemed to be bathed in blood, was unsheathed.
Clanging noises shook the void, as though it was tearing a hole in the void.
"I'll finish you with one sword."
Hezhang said.
It was indeed rare for someone from District C to win ten consecutive victories.
However, Hezhang still didn't put Bu Fang in his eyes.
If it were him, he could easily win ten consecutive victories.
The power of his curse was a blood curse …
The sword technique formed by combining the Sword Dao with the Blood Curse could cut through everything …
Boom!
Hezhang's Spiritual Consciousness controlled the blood-red sword, and the sword immediately streaked across the void, creating a series of afterimages.
A sonic boom rang out in the void.
The speed of the sword was too fast.
Bu Fang could only see a beam of sword light flashing past, approaching his cheek.
Xiao Bai's mechanical eyes flashed. With a clanging sound, he raised his leaf-leaf-like palm, grabbing the sword.
"Come at me seriously. Don't stop me with a broken puppet …"
Hezhang, the Sword Demon, said casually.
There was disdain in his voice for Xiao Bai.
Before the battle, he had carefully studied Bu Fang's ten consecutive victories. Although Xiao Bai had fought in each of the previous battles, Hezhang had seen Bu Fang in the last one.
If it were just Xiao Bai, Hezhang naturally wouldn't put him in his eyes.
However, Bu Fang was too mysterious. He couldn't see his trump cards or strength.
This was a man shrouded in mist …
He knew that his biggest opponent was not Xiao Bai or that fox, but … Bu Fang.
The sword light flashed, sweeping past Xiao Bai.
It appeared in front of Bu Fang.
It wanted to stab Bu Fang's head in an instant.
The blood-colored curse power seemed to be able to draw the blood in one's body.
Even someone as calm as Bu Fang felt his blood boiling.
All of a sudden …
Bu Fang raised his hand.
He flicked his finger.
With a flick of his finger, the blood-colored longsword was sent flying.
The Law of Time had stopped the fast sword.
Hezhang narrowed his eyes, his Divine Sense moving.
The sword turned into thousands of swords, stabbing toward Bu Fang.
"Xiao Bai."
Bu Fang said.
Boom!
Xiao Bai, who was ignored, moved instantly.
Like a primordial ferocious beast, it instantly charged down …
He closed in on Hezhang.
Hezhang frowned.
Although he didn't put Xiao Bai in his eyes, the latter's immunity to divine power was still tricky.
Hezhang retreated.
He raised his sword fingers.
Instantly, the blood-colored power gathered, turning into two sword slaves. Holding swords, they charged toward Xiao Bai.
The surrounding audience was boiling with excitement!
The qualification battle was indeed extraordinary. It was exciting!
In just a flash, the battle that broke out made them exclaim.
Bu Fang clasped one hand behind his back, the other hand holding the Power of Law.
The constantly flowing Power of Law blocked the sword energy.
Hezhang was a little surprised by Bu Fang's strength. He didn't expect the latter to resist for so long.
Finally, Hezhang made his move again.
The tip of his foot touched the void.
His figure soared up.
Buzz …
The blood-colored sword shot out and was held in his hand.
Like a flying immortal, he pounced on Bu Fang. The sword … stabbed!
Buzz …
Behind Bu Fang, the Vermilion Bird appeared.
The Vermilion Robe's defense appeared.
Hezhang's sword couldn't break Bu Fang's defense …
"Sure enough, you have a magical treasure … You didn't use your full strength …"
Hezhang's eyes were burning with fighting spirit.
The sword hummed, and Hezhang's body spun, creating a vortex.
Each sword strike carried a murderous aura and went straight for Bu Fang's vital parts.
Bu Fang kicked out, hit the tip of the sword, and retreated to the distance.
Bu Fang landed on the ground.
He raised his hand.
In the distance, Little Hu turned into a stream of light and shot over.
Bu Fang held her in his arms.
Bu Fang's hand shook.
The Perishing Pot, the Death Sword Pot, and the Soul Demon Meatball were all stuffed into Little Hu's mouth.
Foxy didn't refuse any of the food and ate with relish.
Little Hu, who was slender and slender, was now … round.
However, none of this was her fault.
He ate the food.
It was like a cannonball.
Little Hu's mouth suddenly bulged.
The next moment, a powerful energy brewed and flowed in Little Hu's mouth …
Hezhang landed on the ground.
Blood-colored energy filled the air and seemed to turn into clouds.
His eyes were sharp, and there seemed to be countless swords swirling in them.
Each of them could shatter a star.
Amidst the thousands of swords …
One by one, blood-colored swords condensed …
"It's useless …"
Hezhang sneered. He had long studied Bu Fang!
Rumble!
Hezhang roared.
His hair spread.
The dazzling aura made the atmosphere in the fighting pit even more intense.
The experts who had bet on Hezhang couldn't help but stand up excitedly.
Rumble!
Tens of thousands of swords joined together and turned into a sword array.
"Ten Thousand Swords Killing Array! I'll kill you with one move! "
The sword array over Hezhang's head was extremely powerful, like a Fiendgod who had awakened from the chaos.
The power of this sword array was not weaker than Tongtian's Immortal Slaughtering Sword Array.
Bu Fang narrowed his eyes.
Little Hu's mouth bulged more and more.
Then, Bu Fang patted him lightly.
A huge lotus flower of energy was spat out by Little Hu.
The lotus arced through the air and sped toward Hezhang.
Hezhang stepped on the void, stepping on the array as if he was dancing with a sword in the starry sky.
The next moment, he pointed his sword forward.
The ten thousand swords array collided with the lotus flower Little Hu had spat out.
Rumble!
The collision seemed to shatter the chaos. The void collapsed, and the ground of the fighting pit crumbled in a flash.
Fortunately, there was an array around, so the audience was unharmed.
Everyone was in a frenzy. A collision of this level was simply … too exciting!
A clanging sound rang out.
The center of the energy explosion was too dazzling!
Hezhang was shocked. He didn't expect that his sword array could not kill Bu Fang, and it seemed to be a draw.
Xiao Bai and the two sword slaves were evenly matched.
However, Xiao Bai was, after all, Xiao Bai.
With a spear, he sent the two sword slaves flying.
Then, his fan-like palms suddenly slammed down, smashing the heads of the two sword slaves into pieces!
The sword slaves instantly turned into sword energy and dispersed!
Hezhang was shocked.
This puppet … seemed a little too strong.
Rumble …
At the center of the energy collision …
Hezhang's eyes suddenly focused.
A beam of golden light shot over.
Then …
Everything went dark in front of Hezhang.
A figure came, stepping on a mantis shrimp. On its shoulder was a fox that was breathing black gas.
In the figure's hand was a … black wok!
Inside the black wok, a wisp of chaotic energy was rumbling and spinning.
'Wait … chaotic energy?!'
Hezhang was stunned.
In the next moment, the black wok smashed down toward him.
The blood-colored sword was raised.
It collided with the black wok.
There was a cracking sound.
The sword broke.
Hezhang's head was hit by the wok.
He spat out blood and flew backward. With a thud, he smashed into the center of the fighting pit …
Xiao Bai reached out and grabbed Hezhang.
He picked Hezhang up.
His mechanical eyes flashed, and his palms opened and closed …
There was a tearing noise.
Hezhang's clothes were torn … Like autumn leaves, he fell to the ground.
Hezhang's eyes were lifeless. He was defeated … by a black wok!
In the air, Bu Fang stepped on Mantis Shrimp.
He held the Black Turtle Constellation Wok in one hand. Inside the wok, the wisp of chaotic energy that was born from the Overwhelming Sadness Egg was spinning heavily.
Bu Fang's eyes were a little sad.
Perhaps only he could understand the loneliness of that wok.
The cheers around the fighting pit came to an abrupt end.
What happened to being evenly matched?
What happened to the battle of 500 rounds?
Why did it end with just one wok?
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