"Wait." Bai Lan reached out to hold Nan Xianshi this time and said to her, "The mythical beast around Bai Ling will be very difficult to deal with..."
"Don't worry, I will be careful to avoid the spiritual fire coming out of its mouth." Nan Xianshi looked strange. "Didn't you tell me yesterday?"
"If you just dodge, you will miss the opportunity to attack. Do you have the middle-grade Spirit Stone on you?"
Nan Xianshi nodded. "There are a few..."
"The growth of the divine beast requires a lot of Spiritual Qi. That divine beast is still in the growth stage and is extremely greedy for things with Spiritual Qi. At a critical moment, you can try to lure it away with the medium-grade Spirit Stone."
Nan Xianshi stared wide-eyed. "Ah? How can anyone throw Spirit Stone at the opponent during a battle?"
What is the difference between this and adding blood to the enemy?
"Don't you believe in my divination skills?" Bai Lan raised his eyebrows.
"... I believe this." Nan Xianshi looked strange, and finally nodded. "Okay, if the time comes, I will give it a try."
Watching Nan Xianshi walk onto the ring, Bai Lan breathed a sigh of relief.
Logically speaking, Nan Xianshi and Bai Ling are equally powerful and have a high chance of winning.
But Daughter of Destiny's luck prevailed after all. Bai Ling was always able to dodge Nan Xianshi's sword that struck at her weak point at critical moments.
Just like God's will, Nan Xianshi can never defeat Bai Ling.
But it doesn't matter, she is Nan Xianshi's prophet. No matter how many times she loses, Bai Lan can read the file and go back and explain the precautions in detail.
The 1% probability will be brushed to 100% by Bai Lan.
If luck is always on Bai Ling's side, then Nan Xianshi will have no choice but to give up the gambler's tactics and play down-to-earth.
When loading the file for the eighth time, Nan Xianshi finally gained the upper hand, attracting Huang's attention with three mid-grade Spirit Stone. When Bai Ling was stunned, he slashed out his long sword and knocked down the long sword in Bai Ling's hand.
The sound of the long sword falling to the ground made Bai Ling raise his head in shock, and the Righteous Path Peak hall in the distance suddenly fell silent.
True Person Qing Xuan stood up suddenly and almost moved Divine Sense: "How could it be!? Ling'er she..."
"Junior brother, you and I will not interfere in the competition between disciples." True Person Qing He, who was in the main position, had a smile in his eyes and spoke in a low voice.
True Person Qing Xuan slowly sat down, frowning.
If he loses this competition, Bai Ling's final ranking won't even be in the top ten.
Bai Lan was relieved when he saw this, and turned to look at his opponent.
She read the file eight times, and Long Aotian was fooled by her footwork eight times.
"Bai Lan!!! Hit me if you want, why are you playing with me like this!" The familiar words sounded again, Long Aotian's voice was extremely angry, and his face was red.
"Okay, that's as you wish."
Nan Xianshi had the upper hand this time, and Bai Ling was defeated step by step, but she no longer needed her concern.
Bai Lan chuckled, in a good mood, and decided to do as Long Aotian wished, and be kind and be kind.
Switching from defense to offense, Bai Lan's offensive was extremely rapid, as if he wanted to end the battle quickly, doubling the pressure on Long Aotian.
Everyone who pursues the ultimate combat skills has the habit of speeding through BOSS, such as Bai Lan.
She can usually finish the battle as quickly as possible by fighting again and again.
She hit Long Aotian countless times and was already familiar with the opponent's moves. This time she was bound to set the fastest finishing time!
His spear skills became more and more powerful. When he stepped on Movement Method, Bai Lan could always appear accurately behind Long Aotian and stabbed him with a spear, scaring him.
Long Aotian The heart is dead after all.
I remembered the battle with Bai Lan in the first half. The opponent was like a cat teasing a mouse, using his footwork to hide with ease.
Maybe it's just to see that he can't look embarrassed when he attacks her, you're a cruel woman!
Long Aotian gritted his teeth and felt a few scars on his back, which made him even more angry.
Previously, the fighting old man would still point and speak in Long Aotian's mind, but now he fell silent, only watching the scene in front of him quietly.
After several strikes, Long Aotian's long sword finally hit Bai Lan's arm, but it didn't even cause a single scratch.
He suddenly looked at Bai Lan in shock. "Wait, you... what are you doing?"
Just now Bai Lan was hiding, and Long Aotian could hardly get close to Bai Lan. Now after the fight, he finally discovered the problem.
Bai Lan exuded an aura of which was very similar to the body-training technique he had learned.
Only he knew the nameless body-training technique. Before leaving, he erased the writing on the wall. It was impossible for anyone except himself and the master to see the nameless body-training technique again. Why would she?
"Hahaha, Long Aotian, you didn't expect that this Cultivation Method was actually taught to me by your master. He had already given up on you as a useless disciple and surrendered to me." Bai Lan smiled and said to Long Aotian, "How?"
Long Aotian stared wide-eyed and shook his head in disbelief. "Impossible, this is impossible..."
In Long Aotian's mind, Elderly Grandfather was angry at Bai Lan's words, and his teeth were itching, but at this moment, he could only say in a deep voice, "Aotian, do you dare to believe this woman's words?"
"Don't worry, Master, I won't believe her..." Long Aotian's expression flashed slightly and he shook his head.
Long Aotian really doesn't believe it, but that doesn't stop him from doubting you, a cheap master.
Bai Lan chuckled lightly, taking advantage of Long Aotian's complicated thoughts, with a movement of his feet, Movement Method quickly ducked behind Long Aotian and stabbed out with his spear.
Soul Severing Spear is in the position of breaking bamboo, stabbing Long Aotian's back.
After pouring most of the spiritual power into the gun body, the power of the gun doubled. Even if you have practiced Body Refining Cultivation Method, you can't resist the sharpness of the spear when faced with a full blow from the Qi Refining level eight monk.
Long Aotian spit out a mouthful of blood, and the monk Foundation Establishment stage who was guarding the arena was startled.
"Uncle, don't worry. I didn't hit his vitals with this blow. Long Aotian was just injured and can't die." Bai Lan smiled, slowly pulled out the spear from Long Aotian, and wiped the blood on the gun. "So, you can say I win, right?"
The battle here was resolved over a cup of tea, leaving enough time to watch the battle between Nan Xianshi and Bai Ling.
"... Stop yourself." Foundation Establishment stage monk Divine Sense swept out from the stage and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Long Aotian was indeed not dead.
Long Aotian on the ground spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.
"I've told you before, I insist on wasting blood pills, but you won't listen to me." Bai Lan shook his head faintly, turned around and got out of the ring, looking at each other with Spirit Stone, Qi Xiaoru, who was in the audience.
"There are a few betting on Long Aotian in this game, and they won't make much money." Qi Xiaoru sent a message to Bai Lan.
Bai Lan nodded slightly. "Okay."