Chapter 464: Stopping the Fighting Competition
When Ding Huan walked off the stage, everyone was stunned.
That’s Zuo Liang, Zuo Liang.
He was the number one Xuanxian of the Jiukun Immortal Sect of the Eight-Star Immortal Sect, and also the number one among the ten Xuanxian of the Great Immortal Realm. But he actually lost, and not only lost, but was also seriously injured.
If he had lost the battle with Ding Huan, everyone would have been surprised, but not so shocked.
After all, everyone saw Ding Huan’s previous performance, and he was no ordinary person.
But the fight 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 Yixian, he would not lose so quickly.
"Sixth Brother..." When Ding Huan passed by, Mu Qingqing, who was still lying on the ground, called out to him.
When Zuo Liang rushed onto the stage, she knew that he would lose. Compared to the old man in front of him, Zuo Liang was far inferior.
Everyone thought that Zuo Liang was the number one Xuanxian, but she was the only one who knew clearly that it would take her less than a stick of incense to defeat Zuo Liang.
Deep down in her heart, she always believed that she was the real number one Xuanxian, but she didn't care about the false title of number one at all.
Today she saw who the number one Xuanxian was, the sixth of the Dafan Immortal Sect.
It turns out that what the master said is right, there are always people better than you and there are always mountains better than you.
The Great Dao Domain of Lao Liu suppressed her, and she even felt suffocated and desperate. This feeling was something she had never experienced before when she faced the Great Yixian.
"Oh, Fairy Mu, is there anything you want to ask me?" Ding Huan stopped and asked with a smile on his face.
It was as if the person who broke Mu Qingqing's legs just now was not him.
Not only that, one could even see worry in his eyes about Mu Qingqing's broken leg.
"Can you return my magic weapon to me?" Mu Qingqing couldn't sit up, but said pleadingly.
The Emperor Cauldron is better, as a replacement can be found, but the Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword must not be lost.
"Your magic weapon? How come your magic weapon is on me?" Ding Huan asked in confusion.
Mu Qingqing's teeth were broken, but she could only whisper:
"It's like this. I heard that Senior Brother Lao Liu has a few good flying knives and a precious tripod. I want to buy them."
Ding Huan looked as if he had suddenly realized something: "Why didn't you tell me earlier? Everyone needs to do some business to make a living. But I only want the immortal spirit veins, I don't want the low-level ones."
After saying that, Ding Huan looked towards the No. 3 competition stage again. Someone was fighting on the No. 3 competition stage again, and he was going to pick up points.
"Sixth Senior Brother, I am going to raise the immortal spirit veins, but I can't move now." Mu Qingqing could only continue to request.
Ding Huan hesitated for a moment and said, "That's true."
After saying that, he flicked his fingers, and two streams of Taoist aura directly penetrated into Mu Qingqing's legs.
The Six Paths of Reincarnation Sword is definitely a good thing. If Mu Qingqing can't produce something good, then don't blame him for taking this treasure.
If Mu Qingqing can come up with something to exchange, it is not impossible to exchange it with her.
After Ding Huan's two streams of Taoist aura penetrated into 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. His control over the laws of the universe must be even better than that of his master, right?
"You'll be fine in a day. Remember, I like the best fairy veins." After Ding Huan said this, he quickly rushed to the No. 3 competition stage.
He knew very well that it was unlikely to get a top-grade immortal spirit vein, but he said that if he wanted a top-grade immortal spirit vein, the other party might give him a high-grade immortal spirit vein.
If he said it was a top-grade immortal spirit vein, then the other party would most likely only bring a mid-grade immortal spirit vein.
When Ding Huan arrived at competition stage No. 3, the winner had just been decided.
Ding Huan rushed forward without waiting for the winner to leave the stage: "Old Six of the Dafan Immortal Sect, come and challenge me."
When the cultivator from the Seven Stars Sect saw that it was Ding Huan, his face turned as bitter as a bitter gourd.
He had just managed to get ten points, and now it's all gone.
"Sixth Senior Brother, I surrender." The cultivator didn't even want to fight with Ding Huan and quickly stepped down.
"No. 3211 wins."
The sound of the match result came from the stage.
Ding Huan was not very happy when he heard the voice, because he knew that he might ruin this fight.
Fortunately, there were still some people who did not realize this at this time and went on stage to prepare for the challenge.
Ding Huan would not miss this opportunity, he quickly went on stage.
After a few times, no one came on stage anymore.
The next ten monks under the stage looked at each other.
No one was willing to challenge on stage.
Ding Huan rubbed his hair in distress. He could go on stage, but he couldn't let anyone challenge him.
He sighed. He had actually warned Zhai Wangjian from the Yanyue Immortal Sect before. If he had known, he shouldn't have warned him. Couldn't he have let that guy go on stage to score some points?
Now it's completely over.
I looked down at my number plate, which showed 190 points.
The knockout match received 90 points and the ring match received 100 points.
Ding Huan was speechless. The competition was for scoring, but he only got 100 points.
Alas, what a strategic mistake. If I had known, I would have helped Yan Sha to get revenge later. He should have continued to act.
He helped Yan Sha to avenge himself and killed Han Qiongsang, which led to everyone knowing that he was the real Lao Liu, leaving him with no points to earn.
A ridiculous scene appeared on the fighting stage, with Ding Huan walking around the stages one to ten.
There were more than one hundred monks who entered the competition, but not a single one of them went 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 participate in the competition and said, "Go to the competition. If you don't go, how can you help Xianmen score?"
No one responded to Ding Huan’s words. Go up? Haha, go up and get scored by you, the sixth guy?
Not to mention them, even Yue Linxin from the Eight Star Immortal Sect didn’t go up, so why should they go up?
"Senior Brother Laoliu, your score is pretty good. Why don't you take a rest first and then we can compete for a while?" A participating disciple from the Seven Stars Immortal Sect asked Ding Huan carefully.
He was also a little anxious.
Fighting magic is the main point for their 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?
Just dream.
As soon as he leaves, the competition here will be in full swing, and then those big immortal sects will get extra points.
Although his chances of winning first place for the Dafan Xianzong were getting slimmer and slimmer, there was still a chance, right? If he left, there would really be no chance.
"Okay, you go upstairs, I'll rest here." Ding Huan said with a smile.
The contestant from the Seven Stars Sect was overjoyed and flew onto the number six competition platform.
Before he could say anything, Ding Huan landed opposite him.
"Senior brother, I'm here to challenge you." Ding Huan still smiled.
"Senior Brother Laosix, didn't you say you would take a break?" The disciple of the Seven Stars Immortal Sect was dumbfounded. Damn, didn't we just agree that you would take a break?
Ding Huan nodded seriously: "I've had a good rest."
"I admit defeat." The disciple of the Seven Stars Immortal Sect was speechless, this old six.
"No. 3211 wins."
Ding Huan picked up another ten points.
No one was willing to go on stage this time.
In the distance, Elder Mingmu of the Dafan Immortal Sect had long lost his initial excitement and excitement, although the Immortal Court stipulated that the immortal gates in the Great Immortal Realm must not infringe on each other.
Ding Huan has offended so many eight-star immortal sects this time. How can the Dafan Immortal Sect survive?
Killing Han Qiongsang before could be said to be revenge for Yan Sha, and this reason was barely acceptable.
Later, he severely damaged the two heroes of the Jiukun Immortal Sect, the number one immortal sect. This matter could not be a small one.
Although both are eight-star immortal sects, the Jiukun Immortal Sect is simply not comparable to the Lingyao Immortal Pavilion.
After the game, Ding Huan can just walk away, they are doomed.
At this time, he was somewhat doubtful as to whether it was right or wrong for him to ask Ding Huan to help the Dafan Xianzong in the competition.
Now things have reached a point where they are out of control. As an elder, he can do nothing but wait for the sect leader to come back.
In the entire fighting arena, Ding Huan was staring at the stage, and the others were staring at Ding Huan.
After a day, the fighting competition ended.
Many disciples who participated in the competition left helplessly.
For some people, it was not the first time that they participated in the fighting competition of the Immortal Sect Ranking Competition, but it was the first time that they could only spend the whole day looking at the competition stage and did not dare to go up to compete.
Ding Huan was also helpless. He successfully limited the scores of the other immortal sects.
At the same time, he also successfully limited his own scoring.
No one wants to play with him, and he can't just go off the stage and beat them up.
The fighting match was stopped by Ding Huan.
After the battle ended, a huge ranking screen appeared on the battle field. The first place was Ding Huan with 200 points.
Ranked second was Yue Linxin from Yanyue Xianzong, who scored 110 points.
Then the rest are basically 90 points, and some are 80 points.
When Ding Huan walked out of the fighting arena, he knew that he had failed.
If he only wants to obtain the immortal vein, there is no problem with this ranking. The key is that his points are not of much help in the ranking of the immortal sect.
The second round of the fighting competition has not started yet, so Ding Huan can only wait here.
At this moment, Ding Huan had already been listed as the first observation target by all major immortal sects. No matter where he went, there were a lot of divine thoughts scanning him.
Ding Huan decided that he must get enough points in the battle array. If he couldn't get enough points in the battle array, he would not be able to get the Soul Devouring Realm Ring.
Sitting in the fighting arena, Ding Huan simply cast a concealment restriction on himself, and then refined various talismans inside the restriction.
Han Qiongsang's ring gave him great help. He obtained a bunch of talisman-making materials from Han Qiongsang's ring, which saved him from going to Banting Immortal City to buy them.
After waiting for another three days, a message came from Ding Huan's fighting number plate, indicating that the first round of fighting was over and the second round was about to begin.
Ding Huan removed the ban. His number plate was 122, so it should be his turn in the first game of the second round.
Sure enough, after this reminder, he received the news to go on stage to compete.