Chapter 1270
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"Look, someone has failed the challenge and has been sent out by the formation. Who could it be?"
"It's definitely Long Bufan. No matter how talented he is, his cultivation is still lacking. His battle prowess shouldn't be stronger than Luo Tianming, who comes from an ancient martial arts clan."
Seeing a figure being ejected, everyone was stunned. Almost all of their gazes were cast over at the same time, converging on that person.
However, this glance caused them to be stunned. This was because this person wasn't Long Bufan, but rather Luo Tianming, whom they had thought highly of just now. Above his head, there was a scarlet number that was slowly dissipating, and it was exactly 60 kills.
Obviously, Luo Tianming had failed the challenge of the four genius cultivators after 60 kills.
Seeing Luo Tianming stop at 60 kills, most of the people present didn't think that others were better than them, and a smile appeared on their faces. However, when they saw that Long Bufan, an outsider disciple of a sect, was the last to persevere in the Illusory Killing Formation, these geniuses who had lived in the Shrine Pavilion area of the strongest martial arts forces couldn't help but feel a little stifled.
Because not only was his talent inferior to a disciple of a low-level force, but he couldn't even catch up in battle! This really caused them to feel depressed.
Luo Tianming frowned, and his eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Long Bufan, who was still standing in the Illusory Killing Formation, and muttered in a low voice, "He still hasn't come out …?"
He had originally thought that his talent was inferior to Long Bufan's, but with the foundation of his clan and the various powerful martial arts he had learned since young, he would definitely be able to crush Long Bufan in battle prowess. However, he hadn't thought that he would actually be one step ahead of him.
Luo Tianming was slightly unhappy about this. If Long Bufan failed to challenge the four half-step Heavenly Body Tier elites in the third stage, that would mean that Long Bufan's battle prowess would only stop at the second stage. Even if he had killed slightly more people than him, they would still be at the same level of battle prowess.
Therefore, Luo Tianming could only hope that Long Bufan would stop at 60 kills. That way, he might be able to save some face.
Meanwhile, while everyone in the outside world was waiting for Long Bufan to fail his challenge, Long Bufan, who was in the formation space, had a grave expression on his face as he looked at the four half-step Heavenly Body Tier prodigies who had blocked off all his escape routes.
"It seems that I still underestimated the cultivators in this array. Although they are only illusions, their fighting qualities are not sluggish at all. It's as if I'm fighting against real people."
Long Bufan flapped his fiery red dragon wings as he hovered in the air. He was panting slightly as he spoke. Clearly, he had expended a lot of energy in the fierce battle with the four enemies.
"Trial taker, being able to kill your way to this stage proves that your battle prowess has already passed. However, it's time to stop here. After 60 kills, the difficulty will increase tenfold. The four of us are no longer those idiots from before." Among the four half-step Heavenly Body Tier prodigies, the young man who was facing Long Bufan suddenly spoke up. He pointed his sword directly at Long Bufan, his expression filled with arrogance.
"Hmm? It actually has intelligence? "
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