Chapter 1802: Was targeted (1/2)

Chapter 1803 was targeted

The ring with a diameter of tens of kilometers, containing three hundred disciples, looks unusually empty. The bottom of the ring is made of a special diamond rock, which is strong and reliable and can withstand strong impacts. Otherwise, there will be so many people. In a fight, the entire mountain may be collapsed.

Zhuo Bufan walked into the third ring, leaving an open space around it. The rest of the disciples participating in the qualifying competition kept a certain distance from him, and dozens of slightly chilly eyes quietly fell on him. .

And the eyes of the others are more complicated, fear, awe, fear... and those more sharp eyes are some old students with not weak strength, they have their own pride, extraordinary. Although it is famous among the seven sects, it is almost impossible for them to be scared just by relying on such titles.

As one contestant stepped into the ring, three hundred disciples who participated in the melee soon gathered on the ring. There was no one to speak, and the atmosphere seemed a bit depressing and weird. After the last disciple entered the ring, the whole ring was complete. The rune engraved on the edge suddenly burst into a faint light, and then turned into a beam of light to shoot out, and then converge on the top of the ring, forming a barrier in the shape of a bowl.

This is also a protective measure to prevent the aftermath of the battle from surging out, thereby destroying the peak of Zhuyu Mountain.

”You are Zhuo Bufan, the most prestigious guy among freshmen recently?” Suddenly, a young man in the crowd slowly walked in front of the crowd, a pair of sharp eyes like a falcon, staring straight at Zhuo Bufan.

This young man was slender, with a hint of pride on his face, and a blood knife behind him, exuding a violent aura.

”Well, you are?” Zhuo Bufan looked at each other in surprise, but didn't know him. After all, there were so many disciples in Seven Sects, and he could know them all.

”It's a blood knife lunatic...”

”Brother Ye...”

Many people saw strange fluctuations in their eyes when they saw him stand up. Obviously, this guy with the blood knife on his back also has a big name in the seven doors.

”I heard that Brother Blood Saber's cultivation base has broken through the Galaxy-level high level, and has condensed the will of martial arts, and in terms of combat ability, it is definitely the forefront of the seven sects!”

”Yes, I don't know who is better than Zhuo Bufan?”

These whispered conversations did not escape Zhuo Bufan's ears, the blood knife, the top ten geniuses in the seven sects, he was arrogant and had not weak fighting ability, and his true fighting power was far ahead of Lin Wuya.

”You can call me the blood knife. I've been in retreat during this period. I didn't expect a character among our seven newcomers. I will defeat you fiercely later.” The corner of the blood knife's mouth evokes an arc of arrogance. There is no half courtesy.

”Really? Then ask Senior Brother Blood Blade for advice.”

Zhuo Bufan did not show any weakness for the provocation recognized by the blood knife, and his eyes were slightly bright. Such a challenge will come sooner or later. If you want to quickly become famous in Qimen, the best way is to defeat a famous person, and now Zhuo Bufan was in the limelight in the Seven Gates, and I don't know how many people wanted to challenge him, trying to step on him to climb to the top.

”The ring competition, start now!”

At the same time, a majestic and old voice spread throughout the sky.

”Hey, it's started.”