The Reborn Pill Emperor

Ye Bufan felt relieved that he didn't have to face the line of the Great Palace Master anymore. However, this was a draw.    

    

Without asking, Loong Potian and Qi Qiang definitely didn't need to compete. They could directly advance to the next level. At that time, if Ye Bufan and Ao Tianxiang were to suffer some injuries, it would be natural for them to compete with Loong Potian again.    

    

Sure enough, after the number was announced, Qi Qiang said to the Fifth Palace Master, "I forfeit!" With that, Loong Potian would advance to the finals.    

    

Although he knew that the number was not good for him, it was useless for him to avoid the draw. Ye Bufan jumped onto the arena, and Ao Tianxiang and Ye Bufan landed on the arena at the same time.    

    

Ao Tianxiang stood casually, waved his left hand, and carried his big sword behind his back. He looked at Ye Bufan and said, "I am not confident that I can beat Loong Potian. If I let you win directly, you are confident!"    

    

Although he did not know what Ao Tianxiang meant, facing Ao Tianxiang's question, Ye Bufan said with a firm tone, "Yes!"    

    

"What right do you have?" Ao Tianxiang continued to ask.    

    

Ye Bufan said without hesitation, "With determination!" The three words were firm and forceful!    

    

Ao Tianxiang's eyes carefully swept across Ye Bufan's body. After a long while, he said, "Remember, you missed me by one battle!" After saying that, he turned around and said to the five masters of the five major palaces, "I forfeit this round!"    

    

An uproar broke out in the stands. It was reasonable for Qi Qiang to forfeit this round. After all, they were all from the same faction, so they naturally wanted to let the strongest Loong Potian fight for the championship. But what did Ao Tianxiang mean by this?    

    

The fierce battle that everyone had been waiting for had ended just like that. Fortunately, this was a competition within the sect. Everyone was free to enter the arena to watch the battle. Otherwise, many people would have shouted for their votes to be revoked!    

    

Of course, there were also many disciples who admired Ye Bufan. In their eyes, it was because Ao Tianxiang felt that he couldn't defeat Ye Bufan, and that was why he didn't want to humiliate himself. They cheered loudly for Ye Bufan's victory without fighting.    

    

Looking at Ao Tianxiang's back as he walked off the arena, Ye Bufan suddenly felt that Ao Tianxiang was not simple. To be able to withdraw from the arena at this moment, without a good internal cultivation base, one would not be able to do this. Although Ye Bufan also thought that Ao Tianxiang's withdrawal would be the most beneficial to the two of them.    

    

With Ao Tianxiang's current condition, there was no doubt that he could defeat Qi Qiang. It was also a good choice for Ao Tianxiang to use his withdrawal to exchange for the third place!    

    

The Fifth Palace Master appeared on the arena in a flash. Such a situation had never happened in any of the rounds. He glanced at Ye Bufan, then looked at Loong Potian who was not far away and said, "Due to today's special circumstances, the two of you can discuss it. The finals can be held today or tomorrow! "    

    

After all, the two of them had not fought today, so it would not affect the finals.    

    

"As you wish!" Loong Potian looked at Ye Bufan with a hint of provocation in his eyes and said in a deep voice.    

    

On the arena, Ye Bufan also looked at Loong Potian. Their eyes met in the air. "It is better to choose the day than the day. Let's do it today!"    

    

"Alright!" Loong Potian shouted loudly. With a leap, he stood on the arena. A powerful Qi immediately spread out from his body and swept towards Ye Bufan with the force of a storm. In an instant, it covered the entire arena. The Fifth Palace Master had already returned to the stands in a flash when Loong Potian stepped onto the arena.    

    

Looking at Loong Potian's even more rounded aura, the First Palace Master couldn't help but nod his head. Loong Potian had taken another step towards the Spirit Stage after the battle with Yunqing. What he lacked now was enlightenment! Unfortunately, Dao was a profound mystery that could only be understood. It was not something that could be passed down through words!    

    

In this world, there was no such thing as a Dao lecture. After his master brought his disciple to the Ninth Rank of Qi Stage, he could only rely on himself to break through to the Spirit Stage...    

    

Feeling Loong Potian's monstrous Qi, Ye Bufan felt as if his body was going to be torn apart. Only by experiencing it personally could he clearly feel how powerful Loong Potian was. Ye Bufan gently took a step back with his left foot, and as he did so, it was as if Ye Bufan's entire body was hidden in Loong Potian's Qi, no matter how powerful Loong Potian's Qi was. When it came into contact with Ye Bufan's body, it immediately split into two and separated from the left and right sides.    

    

No matter how strong he was, a cool breeze would blow the hill!    

    

This was the hidden wind of the Wind Devil Movement Technique that Ye Bufan had derived from the Wind Devil Sword Technique. At this moment, Ye Bufan seemed to have merged with Loong Potian's Qi.    

    

Loong Potian was stunned by Ye Bufan's change. He sent out his Divine Sense and covered the entire arena. With a bang, the black heavy sword was pulled out of its sheath!    

    

Ye Bufan immediately felt an invisible force locking onto him. With a thought, he understood that this was Loong Potian's Divine Sense, but it seemed to be a little too weak. Along with a clear dragon roar, Ye Bufan unsheathed his sword. An even stronger Divine Sense spread out, pushing Loong Potian's Divine Sense to about three meters away from him.    

    

How is this possible? A voice sounded in Loong Potian's mind. He only had a weak Divine Sense after breaking through to the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage. But Ye Bufan was only at the Eighth Rank of Qi Stage, how could he have such a powerful Divine Sense?    

    

The unknown in his mind caused Loong Potian to put away the contempt he had for Ye Bufan.    

    

Suddenly, after breaking through to the Eighth Rank of Qi Stage, his Divine Sense had become much stronger. Ye Bufan could clearly feel it.    

    

Although the two of them had yet to fight each other, the secret battle had already caused a whirlwind to appear outside of the arena. At this moment, it was as if the arena was in the middle of a desert storm. Both of their sleeves were fluttering in the wind.    

    

"Take my attack, 'Wrath of the Heavens'!"    

    

With a loud shout, Loong Potian suddenly jumped up, and his body began to spin rapidly in the air. The black heavy sword in his hand kept spinning, and a powerful aura burst out from it. A bright golden light rushed out from the tip of the sword. In an instant, the sword and Loong Potian's body were covered with a layer of golden light, and they merged into one. With the powerful force of the Sky Splitting Slash, it instantly transformed into a wild dragon that was overflowing with golden light. It attacked Ye Bufan with all its strength. Countless streams of air rushed towards the tip of Loong Potian's sword. After a round of circulation, they spread out once again. As the air currents gathered and spread out, the space around the arena formed a special aura. It firmly locked onto Ye Bufan, not giving him any chance to dodge.    

    

Ye Bufan had already expected Loong Potian's ruthless attack. After all, he had defeated too many disciples of the main hall along the way. Loong Potian wanted to establish his prestige as soon as possible.    

    

Sensing the airflow around him being locked down and Loong Potian's attack being stronger than yesterday's, Ye Bufan knew that there was no way he could avoid it. He wanted to face it head on!    

    

The first skill of the Nine Wind Devil Arts - Wind Breaking Art!    

    

With a loud shout, Ye Bufan jumped into the air. The Dragon Roar Sword started to rotate at a speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye as Ye Bufan waved his hand. As the dragon's roar rotated, five different colors of dazzling light rose into the sky. In an instant, they turned into five hundred meter long sword pillars. It was an extremely shocking scene! Around Ye Bufan, the five colored sword pillars sparkled with dazzling light, forming a five-colored light barrier around him. It firmly protected him within it. At the same time, the interior of Ye Bufan's body exploded. Balls of blood-red flames surged out from the tip of the sword, rolling up red clouds. In the air, Ye Bufan was like a messenger of fire, invisible within! Red lotuses danced in the air. Colorful clouds floated in the air, and all the strange lights weaved beautiful and dangerous patterns in the air.    

    

Light flashed in the sky, and suddenly, the five-colored sword radiance around Ye Bufan shrank rapidly. It gradually condensed on the dragon roar in Ye Bufan's hand. For a moment, the dragon's roar in Ye Bufan's hand was colorful, and it extended out dozens of feet long sword light. As Ye Bufan waved his hand lightly, everyone in the stands could faintly hear the sound of space being torn apart.    

    

When Loong Potian's human-sword merger transformed into a wild golden dragon, the dragon's roar in Ye Bufan's hand also crazily slashed down, fiercely responding to Loong Potian's furious slash!    

    

The sword light and the wild dragon collided, and a violent explosion occurred in an instant. This time, the full force attack of the two of them was so powerful that it shocked the world!    

    

As the five Palace Masters of the fire brigade, they attacked at the same time, keeping the surrounding area of the arena and the space above it firmly, so that it wouldn't affect the disciples on the viewing platform.    

    

In the air wall, strange roars shook the sky, violent winds roared, and countless dust flew in the air. Colorful lights, endless beauty, endless danger...    

    

It was already hard to tell how many explosions had happened, everyone's eyes were filled with incomparable horror!    

    

It turned out that Loong Potian had not used his full strength in this battle. Lee Zhile's mind was filled with thoughts!    

    

"Maybe it is a wise choice for me to give up." Looking at the beautiful danger in the sky, Ao Tianxiang thought to himself.    

    

On the grandstand, all the disciples stared blankly at the sky. They were watching this shocking battle. When the light dimmed and the thick fog dispersed, Loong Potian's tied up hair had already become messy. His clothes were torn, his face was pale, and there were traces of blood at the corner of his mouth. He was in a sorry state.    

    

Ye Bufan wasn't any better. His hair was messy, his face was pale, and his eyes were filled with shock.    

    

The five-colored sword light and the golden dragon were evenly matched. At this moment, the arena on the ground had disappeared without a trace after the previous attack. The two of them used their inner strength to hover in the air, but they both knew it in their hearts. Their inner strength could not last for long. At this moment, they were both adjusting the damage caused by the backlash from the previous attack. They were preparing for the next round of attacks.    

    

Because everyone only had one chance to attack again, otherwise, they would be the first to fall off the stage! Of course, this was also the reason why the Aoyun Sect's arena wasn't designed to be too solid. To a certain extent, it was also to protect the safety of the competing disciples.    

    

Loong Potian and Ye Bufan both had their own pride. Neither of them had thought about using their movement techniques to drag their opponent down to the ground. There was only one common thought in their minds, and that was to beat their opponent down.    

    

On the ground, everyone had puzzled expressions on their faces. At this moment, no one dared to say for sure who would win this battle! Ye Bufan's Eighth Rank of Qi Stage strength had displayed an astonishing and unexpected combat strength. No one could predict whether he would have any more unexpected performances.