After a short silence, there were bursts of thunderous cheers and screams of a group of young girls, this scene contained a strong taste of the hustle and bustle of the market, but it brought a sense of intimacy and familiarity to Du Fan.

Perhaps, this is the difference between the rivers and lakes and the cultivation realm.

The short-haired young man smiled bitterly, turned around slowly, and arched his hand at the silver-robed man, but he didn't even say a word, he flew directly into the ring, and soon disappeared into the crowd.

In the discussion of the people around him, Du Fan learned that the battle in the ring just now was the ninth consecutive victory of the silver-robed man, as long as the silver-robed man won one more game, or no one challenged him until the end of today, he could get the qualification token for this audition and advance to the next audition.

Out of the corner of his eye, Du Fan noticed that the yellow-shirted girl who came with him was looking at the silver-robed man on the stage with complicated eyes, with a delicate little mouth and a look full of grievances and resentment.

A Miao Man Qianying wearing a long green dress separated the crowd and walked over, it was Murong Liu'er.

"Sister Liu'er, have you got the qualification token?" asked Han Spruce.

"Got it. Murong Liu'er's white palm flipped over, and a delicately shaped token emerged, but at this time, she seemed a little hesitant, hesitated for a while, and then said, "But, is it really good to do this?"

"What's wrong, if you don't beat him down now, do you still want to watch him sing all the way, and finally go to compete with Han Qianxue to recruit relatives?" Han Spruce snatched the token and threw it to Du Fan with his backhand.

"But ......" Murong Liu'er glanced at the girl in the yellow shirt, her eyes complicated. Bite one's tongue.

"There's nothing to be had. Cold Spruce waved his hand impatiently. Then take a deep breath. Suddenly raised his anger again, and shouted loudly: "Cheng Feng, suffer death!"

In an instant, everyone's ears seemed to be accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, and they were all shocked by this abrupt voice, and the scene was silent again, and everyone's eyes were focused on Han Spruce.

"Ahem, Miss Spruce. This is the audition site of the competition to recruit relatives, and Hugh wants to mess around. When the old man in charge of the ring saw Han Spruce, he suddenly had two big heads, and after the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, he said stiffly.

"Cut!" Han Spruce rolled his eyes, not giving the old man face at all.

"Women can't participate in the audition!" the old man suddenly lowered his voice.

"I didn't say it was me, Xiao Lizi, go on! Knock down that guy named Cheng Feng for me!" Han Spruce slapped Du Fan on the back.

Du Fan couldn't avoid it, only to feel a strong attack. Immediately, under the action of inertia. Staggered two steps forward.

It was only then that everyone shifted their attention to him, the "little plum".

Being stared at by everyone like this, Du Fan was naturally extremely depressed, and at the same time he was secretly frightened, the blow of the cold spruce just now seemed random, but it was actually very doorway, and it was a bit of an unavoidable meaning, and it must be the embodiment of some kind of exquisite martial arts.

"It turned out to be this fellow Daoist, please show the qualification token. The old man's gaze fell on Du Fan, and his expression eased slightly.

At this time, Du Fan naturally couldn't retreat, his body rose into the air, and he landed in the ring steadily, and then handed the token in his hand to the old man.

After the old man checked, he nodded, indicating that there was no problem, and then turned to look at Cheng Feng under the banner of the word "Spirit", and said: "According to the rules of the audition, Cheng Daoyou can rest for a quarter of an hour before fighting." ”

"No, let's start now. Cheng Feng got up and walked to the ring, still looking light.

The old man didn't say anything more, took a few steps back, and gave way to the ring.

After Cheng Feng stared at Du Fan for a while, his expression gradually became solemn.

"In the next Cheng Feng, the Han family built a foundation for Keqing, and I don't know where I came from?"

"Under Li Daoming, Lu Jiakeqing. ”

Cheng Feng nodded, and then said no more, when he pinched the trick with one hand, his body quickly blurred and disappeared, and he actually used a secret technique similar to Feng Dun as soon as he came up.

Du Fan smiled slightly, stretched his body, and after making a few strange movements, a layer of golden crane phantoms around his body swirled out, and the golden light flashed, and disappeared from the spot in an instant, and it was difficult for the naked eye to catch his trajectory.

The next moment, Du Fan and Cheng Feng's figures emerged, but at this time, the two of them suddenly switched places in the ring and stood in the place where the other party was originally standing.

Almost at the same time, the two of them moved again, one body disappeared vaguely, the other body was surrounded by golden light, and in just a few breaths, they disappeared and reappeared more than ten times in this ring, which made people dazzled.

After about a cup of tea, when everyone in the audience felt dizzy in their minds, they didn't know where a loud bang sounded, and a figure turned into an entity from nothingness and rushed out of the ring, falling heavily to the ground under the stage.

Everyone looked at it, and it was none other than Cheng Feng, who was undefeated in nine games, and at this moment he was beaten out of the ring by a lonely and unknown strange monk, and since then he has been disqualified from recruiting relatives in martial arts.

On the edge of the ring, the space fluctuated, and a monk in a green robe emerged, it was Du Fan.

"Li Daoyousheng!" The old man who presided over the ring came over, took a deep look at Du Fan, and determined the result of this fight.

"Brother Feng, are you okay. The girl in the yellow shirt pushed away the crowd, came to Cheng Feng, and helped him up with a distressed face.

After Cheng Feng got up, he looked at the girl in the yellow shirt, his eyes were a little indifferent, and said, "This is the person you found?"

"No, I ......" The girl in the yellow shirt was obviously a little flustered, at a loss, and didn't know what to say.

"Hey, Cheng Feng, you obviously know Sister Yuzhi's heart for you, and you still came here to participate in the audition, what is so good about Han Qianxue, I really don't know what you think in your heart!"

Cheng Feng didn't speak, his originally indifferent face became a little distorted, he pushed the hand of the girl in the yellow shirt away from his arm, and finally glanced at Du Fan on the stage, then quietly separated the crowd and left alone.

The girl in the yellow shirt was full of grievances, bit her lip, and tears finally slipped down.

"You guys, you're just messing around, you don't think about the consequences at all!" Murong Liu'er glanced at the girls reproachfully, and then walked over and stopped the girl in the yellow shirt in her arms, comforting her in a low voice.

After Du Fan fought with Cheng Feng, no one continued to challenge on stage.

Because after a day of screening, the combat strength of the ten people under the banner is obvious to all, so no one is willing to take this risk, after all, there is only one chance, go back and prepare well, and wait for the next day to change people on the stage and then challenge again.

Half an hour later, the old man who presided over the ring announced that today's audition was over and would continue tomorrow.

After Du Fan and the other ten people changed the qualification token for the next game, they left the ring one after another.

"What are you doing here?" As soon as Han Yunshan saw Du Fan coming, he was angry in his heart, and he glared angrily.

"Did Miss Han forget something?" Du Fan touched his nose.

"What?"

"I think you seemed to say that if I won this fight, you would give a big gift. ”

"You hurt Sister Yuzhi so sadly, it's good that I didn't trouble you, and I'm embarrassed to ask me for a big gift?

"Miss Han, you have to speak with your conscience, you took the initiative to ask me to come over to help, and you made a promise in person, you can't cross the river and tear down the bridge, is it possible that the Han family is like you who are untrustworthy?" Du Fan wiped a handful of Xiangjin saliva on his face, grinned, and said with some disgust.

"Who do you say cross the river and tear down the bridge? Who do you say is untrustworthy? Li Daoming, you'd better pay attention to what you say! Also, what I do is my own business, don't bring the Han family with you!" Han Spruce's eyebrows rose, and his beautiful eyes wanted to breathe fire.

"Spruce, stop being vexatious. Murong Liu'er pulled Han Spruce behind him, met Du Fan's gaze, and said: "Li Daoyou helped today, we are grateful, you can say what you want, as long as it is not too outrageous, I think I can promise you." ”

"I want to know one thing, you warriors don't have divine consciousness in their bodies, why can you sense the existence of divine thoughts?" Du Fan's expression was straight, and he didn't open his mouth, but directly asked the biggest doubt in his heart at this time.

"Hmm, you don't know?" Hearing this, Murong Liu'er, who had always been steady and indifferent, couldn't help but be stunned, and the other girls also looked at them with puzzled eyes, with a look of surprise and surprise, and that look was as if it was ...... Looking at a turtle.

Seeing the other party's expression, Du Fan's face jumped, and he had a very bad premonition that he might have to experience the most loss-making transaction in history.

"Oh, it turns out that this is the case, since Li Daoyou is interested in this, I will solve your doubts. Murong Liu'er's eyes rolled twice, and she suddenly regained her former calm, and a sly smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Well, actually, I want to ask about another thing......" Du Fan decisively changed his words.

Without waiting for Du Fan to finish speaking, Murong Liu'er immediately interrupted: "The true qi cultivated by our martial artists has a special sense of divine thoughts, which has little to do with the cultivation realm of true cultivators, even if you are a primordial infant power, when you apply divine thoughts to a martial artist equivalent to the qi refining period, he will also feel it." ”

"I'm ......" Du Fan opened his mouth.

"Okay, that's it, the deal is over, farewell!" Murong Liu'er blinked, showing a very rare playful gesture, and finally waved his hand at Du Fan, and said, "By the way, I wish you all the way to sing and hug the beauty." ”

After this episode, the girls in the girlfriend group seemed to be in a much better mood, waved goodbye to Du Fan, and then left the place with a smile.

Du Fan was dumbfounded. (To be continued......)