Chapter 464 Stopping the Fighting Competition
When Ding Huan walked off the stage, everyone was stunned.
That’s Zuo Liang, Zuo Liang.
The No. 1 Mysterious Immortal of the Nine-Kun Immortal Sect of the Eight-Star Immortal Sect and the number one existence among the ten Great Immortal Immortals of the Great Immortal Domain, he actually lost. Not only did he lose, he was also seriously injured.
Although everyone was surprised that he lost after the battle with Ding Huan, it was not so shocking.
After all, Ding Huan's previous performance was noticed by everyone, and he was not just an ordinary person.
But the battle between Zuo Liangluo and Ding Huan on the stage was decided in a short time.
In other words, even if Zuo Liang faced a great immortal, he would not lose so quickly.
"Lao Liu..." When Ding Huan passed by, Mu Qingqing, who was still lying on the ground, stopped Ding Huan.
She knew when Zuo Liang rushed onto the stage that Zuo Liang would definitely lose. Compared to the sixth person in front of him, Zuo Liang was far behind.
Everyone thought that Zuo Liang was the number one Xuanxian, but she was the only one who knew clearly that it would take more than a stick of incense to defeat Zuo Liang.
Deep in her heart, she always believed that she was the real number one immortal, but she didn't care at all about the false reputation of being number one.
Today she saw who the number one Xuan Immortal was, the sixth of the Dafan Immortal Sect.
Sure enough, Master is right, there are people outside the world and there are mountains outside the mountains.
Lao Liu's great realm suppressed her, and she even felt a sense of suffocation and despair. This feeling was something she had never experienced before when she faced the Great Immortal.
"Oh, what did Fairy Mu call me for?" Ding Huan stopped and asked with a smile on his face.
It was as if he wasn't the one who broke Mu Qingqing's legs just now.
Not only that, he could even see concern about Mu Qingqing's broken leg in his eyes.
"Can you return my magic weapon to me?" Mu Qingqing couldn't sit up, but she asked pleadingly.
The Great Emperor Cauldron is better, and a replacement can be found, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation Knife must not be lost.
"Your magic weapon? Why is your magic weapon on my body?" Ding Huan asked inexplicably.
Mu Qingqing’s teeth were broken, but she still could only whisper:
“That’s right, I heard that Senior Brother Lao Liu has some good flying knives, and There is a tripod that I want to buy.”
Ding Huanyi. With a look of sudden realization: "Then you told me earlier, who doesn't do some business to make a living. But I only want the fairy spirit vein, I don't want the low-level ones."
After saying that, Ding Huan looked at him again He went to the third stage, and there was another person fighting on the third stage, and he was going to pick up points.
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, I'm going to collect the fairy spirit veins, but I can't do it now." Mu Qingqing could only continue to plead.
Ding Huan pondered for a moment and said, "That's true."
After speaking, he flicked his fingers, and two waves of rhyme breath sank directly into Mu Qingqing's legs.
The Six Paths Reincarnation Knife is definitely a good thing. If Mu Qingqing can't come up with something good, then don't blame him for accepting this treasure.
If Mu Qingqing can bring something in exchange, it is not impossible to exchange it with her.
After Ding Huan's two waves of rhyme breath entered Mu Qingqing's legs, Mu Qingqing felt that her knees began to recover, and the bones that had been unable to heal before were also slowly healing.
Mu Qingqing was horrified. Doesn’t this person control the laws of the great way better than his master?
"You will be fine in one day. Remember that I like the best fairy spirit veins." After Ding Huan said that, he quickly rushed to the third stage.
He knew very well that top-grade immortal spiritual veins were unlikely, but he said that if he wanted top-grade immortal spiritual veins, the other party might give him high-grade immortal spiritual veins.
If he talks about high-grade fairy spirit veins, then the other party will most likely only get middle-grade fairy spirit veins.
When Ding Huan arrived at stage three, the winner had just been decided.
Ding Huan did not wait for the winner to get off the stage and rushed forward: "The sixth man from Dafan Immortal Sect, come to challenge."
The monk from Seven Stars Immortal Sect saw that it was Ding Huan , the face is as bitter as a bitter gourd.
He just managed to get ten points, and now he’s gone again.
"Senior Brother Sixth, I admit defeat." The monk did not want to fight Ding Huan at all and quickly stepped down.
"No. 3211 wins."
The sound of the result of the game came from the stage.
Ding Huan was not very happy when he heard this voice. He knew that he might mess up this fight.
Fortunately, there are still people who are not aware of this at this time and come on stage ready to challenge.
Ding Huan would not let go of this opportunity, and he quickly took the stage.
After a few times, no one came to the stage at all.
For the next ten monks under the stage, you look at me and I look at you.
No one is willing to challenge on the stage.
Ding Huan rubbed his hair in distress. He can go on the stage, but he can't let people take the initiative to challenge him.
He sighed. He actually warned Zhai Wangjian of the Yanyue Immortal Sect before. He should have known better than to warn him. Wouldn't it be okay to let that guy come on stage to increase his score?
It's completely over now.
Looking down at his number plate, the number plate showed one hundred and ninety points.
He scored ninety points in the knockout round and one hundred points in the group match.
Ding Huan was speechless. In the group arena, points were awarded, but he only scored 100 points.
Oh, that was a strategic mistake. If I had known that I would help Yan Cha get revenge later, he would have just continued to act. He helped Yan Cha kill Hanqiong Sang in revenge, which made everyone know that he was the real sixth person, leaving him with no points to earn.
A ridiculous scene appeared on the fighting stage. Ding Huan was walking around stage one to ten by himself.
More than a hundred monks entered the arena competition, but no one came on stage to compete.
Almost everyone’s eyes followed Ding Huan’s movements.
Ding Huan looked helplessly at the hundreds of people who were selected to enter the arena competition and said: "You guys go up to the arena competition. How can you score points for Xianmen if you don't go up?"
No one responded to Ding Huan's words, go up? Haha, will your score be increased by you, the old six, if you go up?
Don't talk about them, even Yue Linxin of the Eight-Star Immortal Sect doesn't go up, why should they go up?
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, your score is good. How about you take a rest first and let's compete for a while?" A participating disciple from the Seven Star Immortal Sect asked Ding Huan carefully.
He was also a little anxious.
Fighting is the main point for their immortal sect to gain points. Now that no one is going up, how can they gain points?
Ding Huan sneered in his heart, let him take a rest?
Go ahead and dream.
As long as he leaves, the competition here is guaranteed to be in full swing, and then those great immortal sects will add points.
Although his chances of winning first place for Dafanxian Sect are getting slimmer now, after all, there is still a chance, right? If he leaves, there's really no chance.
"Okay, you go up, I'll take a rest here." Ding Huan said with a smile.
This participating disciple from the Seven-Star Immortal Sect was overjoyed and flew down on stage six.
Before he could speak, Ding Huan landed opposite him.
"Senior brother, I'm here to challenge you." Ding Huan was still smiling.
"Senior Brother Lao Liu, didn't you say you should take a rest?" This disciple of the Seven Star Immortal Sect was dumbfounded. Damn it, didn't you just say that you should take a rest?
Ding Huan nodded seriously: "I'm ready to rest."
"I'll admit defeat." This disciple of the Seven Stars Immortal Sect was speechless to the extreme, the sixth child.
"No. 3211 wins."
Ding Huan picked up another ten points.
No one is willing to take the stage this time.
In the distance, Elder Ming Mu of the Great Immortal Sect has long lost his initial excitement and excitement, although the Immortal Court stipulates that the immortal sects in the Great Immortal Domain must not invade each other.
Ding Huan has offended so many Eight Star Immortal Sects this time, how can the Dafan Immortal Sect survive?
The reason why I killed Hanqiong Sang before was to avenge Yan Cha, which was barely acceptable.
Later, the Shuangjiao of Jiukun Immortal Sect, the No. 1 Immortal Sect, was severely damaged. This matter could not be minor.
The same Eight-Star Immortal Sect and Jiukun Immortal Sect are simply not comparable to Lingyao Immortal Pavilion.
Ding Huan can pat his butt and leave after the game is over, they are dead.
At this time, he had some doubts about whether he was right or wrong in inviting Ding Huan to help Dafan Xianzong compete.
Now that things are out of control, he, the elder, can do nothing but wait for the master of the Immortal Sect to come back.
In the entire fighting area, Ding Huan was staring at the stage, and the rest of the people were staring at Ding Huan.
Until one day passed, the fighting arena ended.
Many disciples who participated in the arena competition left helplessly.
This is not the first time for some people to participate in the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition. But like this time, it is the first time that they can only spend the day watching the stage and not dare to compete.
Ding Huan was also helpless, he successfully limited the scores of other immortal sects.
At the same time, he also successfully limited his scoring.
No one wants to play with him, so he can't beat them up on stage.
A good fighting match was stopped by Ding Huan.
At the end of the fighting game, a huge ranking formation screen appeared in the fighting field. Ranking first is Ding Huan with 200 points.
Ranking second is Yue Linxin of the Yanyue Immortal Sect, who scored one hundred and eleven points.
Then the rest are basically ninety points, and there are eighty points.
When Ding Huan walked out of the fighting arena, he knew that he had failed in the fighting arena.
If you just want to get the Immortal Spirit Vein, there is no problem with this ranking. The key is that his points will not help much with the Immortal Sect ranking.
The second round of the Dou Zhen competition has not started yet, so Ding Huan can only wait at the Dou Zhen.
At this moment, Ding Huan has already been listed as the first observation object by the major immortal sects. No matter where he goes, there are a bunch of spiritual thoughts sweeping over him.
Ding Huan decided that he must get points in the battle. If the battle array fails to score points again, then the Soul-Eating Realm Ring will have no chance with him.
Sitting in the fighting arena, Ding Huan simply placed a concealment restriction on himself, and then refined various talismans within the restriction.
Hanqiong Sang's ring helped him a lot. He got a bunch of talisman refining materials in Hanqiong Sang's ring, which saved him from going to Bantingxian City to buy them.
After waiting here for another three days, a message came from Ding Huan's battle array number plate. The first round of the battle array ended and the second round began.
Ding Huan has removed the ban. His number plate is No. 122. It should be his turn in the first game of the second round.
Sure enough, after the prompt ended, he received the news of going on stage to compete.
(End of this chapter)