Next, the three of them discussed some relevant details.

It wasn't until the sky was about to dawn that Du Fan remembered something, and handed over the spirit bird ring and bird food he had just purchased to Ren Ziwen, and then left the inn and walked towards the Lu family stronghold.

And Xiao Yun and Ren Ziwen still stayed here in Weiyuan Villa.

Before parting, the three of them exchanged thousands of miles of transmission notes to facilitate contact in recent days.

Du Fan secretly met with Baili Qiu, and found that his apprentice had not only reached the third-level perfection of the Qi Refining Period in terms of cultivation, but also cultivated all kinds of spells and physical techniques that matched his cultivation, and finally agreed to let Baili Qiu try to advance.

After returning to his residence, Du Fan swallowed a Washing Pill, a Bone Cutting Pill, and while refining his flesh and bones, he kept thinking about a series of things related to the Han family, martial arts competitions, and black tasks.

After two days, the medicinal properties of the Washing Muscle Pill and the Bone Cutting Pill disappeared, and he completed the remodeling of the muscles and bones again, and immediately got up and left the residence, and after some inquiry, he learned some information about the audition.

At noon, he came to a flooded audition site, the surrounding people were in high spirits, screaming and shouting like lungs, the scene was still hot, and a fierce battle between martial artists was being staged in the ring.

The challenger was a man in his thirties, short and sturdy, dark-skinned, and very average, even slightly ugly, wielding a hammer in both hands.

On the contrary, the defender is a suave and handsome man, holding a folding iron fan in his hand, both offensive and defensive, and has a basis for advancing and retreating. One move and one style look very calm.

The strength of the two is about the same. There is a great sense of equal distribution. It wasn't until three hundred moves later that the short man made a mistake, his right arm resisted a little slower, and he was slapped on the right rib by the defender, and immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Tricks between masters are often careless, and they lose all the games, and short men are no exception. After persisting for more than ten moves, he was finally defeated and took the initiative to admit defeat.

At this point, the young man successfully defended the battle, returned to the banner, and sat down again.

On the stage, two completely different voices of cheering and cursing suddenly sounded, making the surrounding scene even more chaotic.

Du Fan took his eyes off the two people who had fought before, and fell on the black-clothed cultivator under the banner of the word "Spirit" in the rest area.

The person is emaciated. The complexion is slightly pale, and this pallor is not caused by injury or lack of qi and blood. Moreover, the embodiment of cultivating a certain kind of yin and evil secret arts, this kind of person is generally very dangerous, with extraordinary combat power, and it is rare to meet opponents in the same rank.

However, the cultivation of this man in black is not low, and he has reached the peak stage of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, and he is only one step away from the half-step Jindan.

This person is definitely a ruthless character in the foundation building realm, and under normal circumstances, he is fully qualified to fight Han Qianxue head-on.

Du Fan naturally saw the extraordinaryness of the man in black, but he didn't turn away, which shows that he is fearless in his heart and has enough confidence in himself, otherwise he can change the audition scene, because there is more than one ring in front of him in the same field.

Although Du Fan had no fear, he didn't mean to challenge him immediately, so he just stood in the crowd and watched coldly.

After a while, a warrior stepped onto the stage and challenged one of the defenders, but that person was not a handsome boy with a folding iron fan, but another person.

This time the battle was very short, only twenty or thirty moves, and the challenger lost and retired from the ring.

It didn't take long for another warrior to take the stage......

In this way, in the next two hours, there was a steady stream of challengers, one after another, and all of them were martial artists, but the result was that more than ninety percent of the challengers failed, and only a few two or three people succeeded in challenging and became defenders.

In the process, the handsome boy with a folding iron fan has been defended ten times, and he has obtained the qualification to enter the next game in advance, and after exchanging qualification tokens with an old man, he leaves the ring and is replaced by another person.

After another meal, a cultivator finally stepped into the ring and challenged the only cultivator under the ten-pole banner, the black-clothed monk, whose cultivation was also the pinnacle of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period.

After a while, the roar of the spell echoed.

After a little temptation, the two began to use the means of pressing the bottom of the box.

In front of the challenger, hundreds of birds contended, filling the void, roaring out, and the momentum was not amazing.

However, the man in black only waved his sleeve slightly.

A yin wind blew, the hundred birds collapsed, and the challenger was like a heavy blow, and the bones of the whole body shattered without warning, like fried beans, and then the blood was all over the body, bursting a puff of blood mist, and the body shot out backwards, fell out of the ring, and passed out.

This strange scene made everyone in the audience gasp, and the guards who were sitting under the banner also changed their expressions, secretly frightened, and they asked themselves Even if the challenger just now was replaced by themselves, facing the man in black, it would also be very tricky, and the chance of winning would be between five and five, and there would be no more.

Compared with the surprise of others, Du Fan was still indifferent, just raised his head and looked at the sky, estimating the end time of today's audition in his heart, it is best that as soon as he finishes the fight, the audition will end, so that he will receive a lot less attention.

Maybe it was because the performance of the man in black was too strong, and in the following time, no cultivators stepped forward to challenge, and even the original few monks who were about to move simply turned around and left, decisively giving up here, planning to rush to the next audition to try their luck.

After dozens of warriors competed, the sky was getting dark, and today's audition finally came to an end.

After a warrior failed to challenge, Du Fan calculated the time, his eyes flashed, he suddenly stomped his feet, and jumped into the ring.

"This fellow Daoist, let's have a discussion. Du Fan looked at the man in black and spoke lightly.

"Good. The man in black also had no expression, and he didn't talk nonsense, and the figure flickered, and appeared opposite Du Fan in an instant.

The appearance of this scene in the ring suddenly made the atmosphere that had been silent around it boil again.

Everyone was in high spirits, their eyes were shining, and they were cheering, because they knew that this would be the last battle of the day, and most of them would be a wonderful duel of dragons and tigers, which was really full of anticipation.

"Fight, fight, fight......"

I don't know who was the first to shout, and then everyone joined in the shouting, and the word "war" was sonorous and powerful, resounding through the world and making people's blood boil, pushing the atmosphere here to an unprecedented height at once.

Du Fan's face was a little dark, he originally wanted to be low-key when he came on the court, and he left after the fight, so as not to leave too much impression, but now it's good, the low-key evolution has turned into a shining debut, and everyone is looking forward to it...... A lot of times it backfires.

"In Xia Qiu Long, dare to ask what to call Daoyou. The man in black stared at Du Fan for a while, and suddenly asked with a fist.

"Li Daoming. Du Fan subconsciously replied in frustration, but the bad was bad in this sentence.

The next moment, the crowd erupted in discussion.

"What, he is Li Daoming, the one who shined in another audition yesterday?"

"I remember, it's him, who defeated Cheng Feng, the guest of the Han family!"

"How is this possible, Cheng Feng's strength is extraordinary, and he is recognized as one of the top five people in the foundation building realm in Guanghan City. ”

"When, I don't know. ”

"Just yesterday, I was knocked out of the ring by this Li Daoming, and I saw it with my own eyes. ”

"Li Daoming will win!" I don't know who it is, I snorted, and the voice instantly overshadowed everything, startling the people around me and attracting everyone's sideways.

The corners of Du Fan's eyes twitched a few times, his fists clenched loudly, and the depression in his heart can be imagined.

"Silence, today's last challenge starts now!" The old man who presided over the ring snapped, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

Du Fan had a calm face, he didn't want to stay for a moment, he just wanted to fight quickly, so he used great power as soon as he came up, and under the shadow of the golden crane, he approached the man in black in an instant, and the phantom of the red ape appeared around him, and a big red fist smashed out.

The black-clothed man's pupils contracted, his expression changed slightly, he had one foot on the ground, his figure suddenly retreated, and when his arms and sleeves waved, two yin winds swept staggered, and almost in the blink of an eye, he blew silently through the crimson fist and Du Fan behind him.

The crimson fist was darkened in the staggering of these two yin winds, and it lasted for a moment before finally collapsing.

Du Fan ignored all this, and went straight up to the wind, his body seemed to be unharmed, but on the surface of his body, a round shield with golden light was formed, and a layer of carapace like golden lotus petals were patched together, resisting the possession of the yin wind.

Seeing this scene, the black-clothed man's expression changed again, his feet were blurred, and he moved several feet away in an instant, and under the sudden flipping of his wrist, a black whisk of dust flashed out of thin air, and after being grabbed by him, he waved it towards Du Fan's place.

In an instant, the yin wind was blowing, the sky was dark, and the faintly visible wisps of black spirit patterns were mixed with the wind, forming a strange energy fluctuation, which went straight to Du Fan and roared.

After this blow, the already pale face of the man in black suddenly turned a little whiter and became almost transparent, obviously the power of the blow had drained him a lot of mana.

This also indirectly shows that the black whisk in his hand is not a top-grade magic weapon at all, but a magic weapon fragment!

"The magic weapon fragment, I just don't know what grade of magic weapon you are from. Du Fan whispered, and with the same flip of his wrist, the blood-colored long knife appeared, and with a slight flick of his wrist, a round of blood moon the size of half a zhang slashed out.

The black wind and the blood moon collided instantaneously, silently, but they bloomed with a strange and dazzling light. (To be continued......)