Chapter 627: True Prodigies Duel

As soon as this punch came out, there was an instant silence in the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance.

But the woman looked extremely calm and slowly retracted her fist: "Let's go back."

The Wu Laohui's martial arts representative also had a look of fear in his eyes, followed the peasant woman, and slowly disappeared from the view of the viewing mirror.

It wasn't until the peak god of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance named Xu Jing woke up from his coma with a dazed look on his face that everyone watching the battle recovered from the shock.

"Huo! That old woman is so strong!"

"With this punch, it seems like the avenue will be wiped out!"

"Did any of you see clearly how she took action?"

Including Li Fan, everyone watching the battle kept replaying the scene just recorded by the viewing mirror.

However, even if it was slowed down to the extreme, it was still impossible to see the peasant woman's movements clearly.

I just felt a blur in front of my eyes, and the shadow of my fist suddenly appeared. Xu Jing was already suppressed by the force of the fist and completely passed out.

"The peasant woman punched three times and the sky collapsed."

Even the commentator seemed shocked by the punch. After a long time, a sentence slowly appeared on the mirror.

"Three punches for the peasant woman? Doesn't this mean that she still has two punches left to use in her special skill?"

"Hiss, this first punch can easily suppress a genius like Xu Jing. If all three punches are used, who can resist?"

"Shuo Feng is definitely not going to be able to do it. How about Di Lu Wu?"

"Di Luwu's speed is too fast, and the peasant woman may not be able to hurt him."

"I don't think so."

…

While everyone was talking about it, the first day of competition finally came to an end.

The final result of the tie seemed to be a good start for this "friendly exchange meeting".

But then, as time passed day by day, when the results of the remaining competitions such as Dao, weapon, array, elixir, and talisman all unexpectedly ended in a draw.

The atmosphere gradually became weird.

If the first and second days of the competition were draws, it could be explained by coincidence.

Then it will be like this for all the competitions for six consecutive days...

The meaning of this is somewhat interesting.

It seems that the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance and the Five Elders Association have secretly reached some kind of agreement, and jointly send out some kind of signal to all the monks.

"Peace" signal.

No matter which aspect, both sides seem to be evenly matched.

When the battle begins again, it seems difficult to determine the winner. At best, it will end in a lose-lose situation.

So, is there any need to fight?

Then the monks all over the world suddenly realized. The so-called "friendly exchange meeting" is actually just a large-scale performance.

I'm afraid the final result has already been decided, and even every battle is based on a script.

Just spend 100 contribution points to watch the excitement. Moreover, you can also repeatedly ponder the battle process of the geniuses to gain some insights.

For most monks, it is not a loss.

Moreover, this performance seemed to set the tone of "peace" for the next period of time, making the monks finally feel more at ease.

Therefore, some time after the end of the friendly exchange, the monks' discussion on it was still not over.

"From what I can see, the geniuses who came out in this competition are just like this. They are strong, but they are not beyond our imagination. Now that I am a Nascent Soul, after I break through, I may not be unable to fight with them! "

"Yes, take the nine-year-old Di Luwu who transformed into a god. He is still young after all. Judging from his fighting skills, he is just a little faster. If you think carefully, you may not be able to find a way to restrain him."

"I have this idea too. It seems like it's not an illusion?"

"We should work hard to practice. Maybe next time we have the opportunity to perform, we can also appear and make a name for ourselves in the world."

…

Just when the monks all over the world thought that they could do it again, Li Fan received a message from Immortal Lord Hong Xi.

"The real competition between the two sides is about to begin. Do you want to watch it together?"

Li Fan's heart moved slightly.

"A real competition? What do you mean, my lord?"

Hong Xi replied in a lazy tone: "This friendly exchange meeting is divided into two parts, light and dark. On the bright side, it is a performance competition with a predetermined outcome."

"Both parties participating in the competition cannot show desperate and frightening strength. Now that the war is over, it is the time to add fresh blood. It would be bad if it dampens their enthusiasm for practice."

"So both sides actually failed to give their best in the competition."

"But in private, we have to really decide the winner and find out the details of both parties."

"The whole process of the competition needs to be kept secret. There are only two places for remote viewing in each state. Ziyun was on hand to observe, so one spot was vacated."

Immortal Lord Hongxi explained.

When Li Fan heard this, he immediately agreed. At the same time, I felt a little relieved.

He also felt that the performance of those geniuses was somewhat unsatisfactory. Although the skills and moves are indeed amazing, no one can display amazing magical powers.

With the same strength, let alone competing with Li Fan, I am afraid that even the Zhong Shen Tong who masters the colorful divine light may not be able to say that he is a sure winner.

Now it seems that there is indeed something fishy in it.

When Li Fan came to the Bu Zheng Hall, Hong Xi was already waiting here.

He knocked on the table lightly, and in an instant, the world changed.

From Congyun Immortal City, we moved to the top of a mountain in the sea of ​​clouds.

Li Fan was shocked at first. However, Hong Xi seemed to have no ill intentions, so he chose to wait and see for the time being.

"This competition is about to start. There will be no explanation. How much you can comprehend depends on your own comprehension."

As he said this, he waved his hand, and the sea of ​​clouds in the distance rolled, revealing a large square seal.

The pattern engraved on the seal seemed to be somewhat similar to the scenery of the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, the seal projected a ray of light upwards, shining on the sky.

The next moment, two figures suddenly appeared.

Not only were they completely realistic images, but even their aura and pressure seemed to be real.

It was as if a mountain suddenly pressed down on him, and Li Fan almost bent over and suffocated.

The cave power in his body flowed slightly, not going all out, but just slightly reducing the burden.

Li Fan stared closely at the two figures standing above the sea of ​​clouds.

One of them was very similar to the nine-year-old incarnation god who appeared earlier. Even the clothes and weapons were the same.

But he was younger, only about five or six years old.

"Please teach me!" When he spoke, he was even more childish, looking very cute.

Then he started to move, which made Li Fan's face change.

He just gently grabbed the void in front of him, and thousands of silver rays fell between heaven and earth in an instant.

While completely dyeing the world into a silver kingdom, it also seemed to transform the surroundings into a kingdom under his control.

In Li Fan's perception, the area in front seemed to have become an independent world.

"I'm afraid that the effect of my insect binding magic will be greatly weakened here."

A thought suddenly emerged in Li Fan's mind.