Yunlan Sect Has Been Signed For Three Years, And Anti-Inflammation Comes To Your Door This Day

In an instant, a majestic energy condensed in the core of the folding fan like a blooming spiritual bead, gradually expanding like a blooming green lotus.

His figure flew swiftly, and the light from the lotus in the fan rose up. Like a meteorite, it shot towards Shui Bingyue, covering her whole body silently, and then suddenly fell, hitting her abdomen.

The surrounding air seemed to be frozen instantly, and only the dust danced with the wind like a dancer, and Li Shuanghua's smile became more and more dazzling.

"It seems that Brother Ji has a high chance of winning this round."

Someone in the audience whispered.

The impact was so huge that people couldn't help but worry about Shui Bingyue's safety.

"Shui Bingyue may not be able to resist such an offensive."

The person on the other side said worriedly.

The dust gradually dissipated, but Li Shuanghua's smile froze at this moment. His prediction did not come true.

Shui Bingyue was unscathed. A layer of transparent blue light appeared around her at some point, and electric arcs jumped on its surface, forming a 2B solid shield.

Her eyes were like a torch, and the shield turned into thousands of filaments, wrapped around the tip of her sword, ready to go.

The light of her sword flashed, and Li Shuanghua's expression changed drastically. He hurriedly unfolded his folding fan to resist. However, the electric arc penetrated like thunder. He screamed in pain and fell from the ring like a fallen leaf.

"Shui Bingyue wins."

Yunling Elder's voice echoed in the air.

"In the third game of the quarterfinals, Yunlan Sect [Lin Fan] will face Lan Jianzong [Tang Lin]," Yunling Elder then announced, "Due to the new rules, our disciples will no longer start from the top four, and Lin Fan will It’s our new face.”

After saying that, he glanced at Lin Fan on the preparation table, paused briefly, then quickly withdrew and left the ring.

Hearing this name, the disciples below started talking a lot.

"Lin Fan finally came on the field. Who is he? He can make Yunlan Sect give up Yanran."

A disciple from the outer sect asked curiously.

Everyone watched with anticipation, wondering whether the newcomer's strength could continue Yunlan Sect's glory.

"In the past, only the top four played. The changes this year are really puzzling."

Another disciple said doubtfully.

They can only look forward to the progress of the game, and they can only silently accept the decisions of the top management.

Someone worriedly predicted: "Facing Tang Lin, Lin Fan may be in trouble."

"You don't need to worry, Junior Brother Kunfan is strong enough to win.

The disciples of Yunlan Sect asserted confidently.

Although he didn't know much about Lin Fan's specific strength, he firmly believed that the sect's decision had profound meaning, so he had full confidence in Lin Fan.

"Junior Brother Tang Lin should not be underestimated either. I feel that Lan Jian Sect is expected to win the first place this time."

The disciples of Lan Jianzong also have confidence in their senior brother, and his voice is firm.

"I feel the same way. Senior brother Tang Lin almost broke into the quarterfinals with an overwhelming advantage. I'm afraid Lin Fan will have a hard time matching him."

This disciple's words revealed his admiration for Tang Lin, but also implied a challenge to Lin Fan.

After all, in this series of competitions, Tang Lin's performance was dazzling, and the Elders from various sects had high hopes for his future potential.

They believe that Tang Lin will write brilliant stories in the near future.

"Hey, you are too underestimating our Yunlan Sect. The disciples selected for the competition must be determined to win."

A Yunlan Sect disciple retorted with a hint of provocation, mentioning past failures with a hint of pride in his tone.

The disciples below were arguing endlessly, each holding their own opinions, and no one was willing to give in easily.

On the viewing platform, Elders such as Gaixingdi, Shui Bodong once again focused their attention on Lin Fan, who was about to play.

Shui Bodong quietly sent a message to the place of punishment: "Is your coming this time also related to the last vision of heaven and earth? You have always avoided talking about such incidents.

He responded with a penalty: "I guess you do too."

He pondered for a moment and then continued: "However, there is nothing special about this disciple who takes the place of Yanran, and there is no clue about it.

"I'm afraid this matter is not that simple. Yunlan Sect has always pursued the first place in 857. This change is puzzling."

Shui Bodong's voice transmission revealed a sense of inquiry.

"Just wait and see, maybe there will be clues to the surface.

He responded with a penalty, his eyes shining with insight.

Shui Bodong nodded silently, while the other Elders also began to speculate and their thoughts were swirling.

"Yunlan Sect's behavior this time was so abnormal, and he directly asked the top eight disciples to fight. What secrets are hidden behind it.

An Elder asked.

"It is indeed unusual. First, Yanran was replaced, and then there was a quarter-final match. These all hint at some deep-seated reasons."

Another Elder analyzed.

"The last vision of heaven and earth is probably inextricably linked to this incident."

An Elder's expression looked solemn, indicating that the matter was far more complicated than imagined.

That vision of heaven and earth shocked the entire empire and even the entire Continent. Today's sect competition is not only a competition, but also an exploration of the truth behind that image.