The Reborn Pill Emperor

Looking at the bamboo stick in their hands, everyone had different expressions on their faces. Other than Ye Bufan and Yunqing who could still remain calm, some had a look of fluke on their faces, while others had a depressed look on their faces. On Ye Bufan's left, there was even a brother who had seen the bamboo stick. His angry eyes stared straight at his right hand that was drawing the lot, as if he wanted to cut off his hand.    

Ye Bufan glanced sideways and saw a bright red word printed on the bamboo stick. No wonder this brother of his had such an expression on his face.    

The others who had drawn the top five didn't look too good either.    

Ye Bufan looked at the bamboo stick in his hand and pursed his lips with a smile. He was really fated with Number Seven. Number Seven again. It could not be counted as a lot, but it was still passable. He looked at Yunqing.    

Yunqing raised the bamboo stick and showed it to Ye Bufan. It was actually number 5. Even Yung Ruoyu also walked over and whispered to Yunqing, "Mine is number 6. I will change one for you!"    

Before the drawn lots were submitted, everyone could still exchange quietly. This was also why the line of the Head Palace Master had always occupied the four spots in the top ten! The overall strength was originally not weak, and with the exchange of lots, naturally, the result was self-evident.    

However, this year, after Ye Bufan and Yunqing eliminated one person each in the last round of the competition, besides the seeded contestants from the previous round, only one person from the line of the Head Palace Master made it to the finals.    

Looking at Yung Ruoyu's sincere expression, it was not that she looked down on Yunqing. Instead, it was that she looked down on ___. The protection she gave to her junior sister caused the two of them to have a good impression of this senior sister who usually did not speak much. "Thank you, senior sister, but I want to try it myself!" Yunqing said with a firm tone.    

Her eyes stopped on the ring. Yunqing knew that it was not easy for her to defeat her opponent, but she had to accompany Ye Bufan to finish this match before she left.    

Actually, Yunqing was a little disappointed when she saw that she drew the number five. She hoped that she could draw the number one. Loong Potian was the biggest obstacle to Ye Bufan winning the championship. She believed that if it was not for Loong Potian, Ye Bufan's chances of winning the championship would have increased by at least 50%. At that time, she would use a secret technique to defeat Loong Potian!    

Ye Bufan also gave Yung Ruoyu a kind smile and said, "Do your best! Strive for Master's glory!"    

"Fight for Master's glory!" the three of them said in unison.    

Meng Lingfeng was indeed a good master. From the resolute eyes of the three of them, it could be seen that Meng Lingfeng held a very high position in the hearts of the disciples.    

After saying that, the three of them flashed and flew towards their respective arenas, causing a commotion in the stands. Among them, a few senior brothers who couldn't get close to the arenas even let out cheers mixed with their inner strength and spread it throughout the entire Martial Arts Hall.    

In a short period of time, whistling sounds could be heard from all over the Martial Arts Hall, and it was filled with youthful vigor. The five Palace Masters looked at their disciples with smiles on their faces, and looked at the future of the Aoyun Sect.    

The seventh arenas!    

Ye Bufan's figure floated gently and landed firmly on the ground.    

His opponent was wearing the uniform of the Aoyun Sect. He was about forty years old. His eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were bright. A whip made of unknown material was wrapped around his right wrist.    

Ye Bufan had heard from Yung Ruoyu that the seventh ring was Hsiao Tianyang, the fifth disciple of the Head Palace Master. His whip technique could often achieve the effect of winning by surprise.    

"You are Ye Bufan? I heard that you performed very well in the preliminaries and even defeated Senior Brother Yun Tiankong!" Hsiao Tianyang looked at Ye Bufan and said with a serious face. He found that he could not see through his opponent's cultivation. He could not help but be careful.    

Although senior disciple Yun was only at the Eighth Rank of Qi Stage, even if he went crazy, he might not be able to win easily. However, this young junior brother was actually able to win. Hsiao Tianyang couldn't help but be extra careful of Ye Bufan. In a fight at this level, luck no longer played a big role.    

Ye Bufan's face turned serious when he saw that the opponent was at the Ninth Rank of Qi Stage. To be able to get seventh place in the competition of the Aoyun Sect that was filled with elites, it was impossible for him to have no special skills besides inner strength. "Senior disciple Xiao is flattering me. I was just lucky!"    

Hsiao Tianyang's eyes lit up and said, "Senior Brother Loong has been stuck at the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage for more than ten years. I must give him the Spirit Gathering Pill for this competition. So, if anyone wants the Spirit Gathering Pill, they must first ask me about the Nine Nether Whip in my hand! "After saying that, he waved his wrist and the whip flew out of his hand. With the sound of the whip hitting the ground, numerous whips appeared in the air.    

Damn! This was obviously the idea of a mountain. Everyone was in the same sect, so how could they be so clear about it? However, Ye Bufan did not intend to invite Hsiao Tianyang for such righteousness. Obviously, the other party would not care!    

Loong Potian wanted the Spirit Gathering Pill, while he wanted the Fire of Earth's Core. Both of these required him to aim for the championship as the foundation!    

Bang! A dragon's roar came out of the sheath. Ye Bufan's combat intent instantly spread out, and his clothes fluttered even though there was no wind.    

Hsiao Tianyang raised his right hand and injected the Nine Hell Whip with his inner strength. It was like a steel rod pointing at Ye Bufan, "Are you ready?"    

Ye Bufan nodded slightly, but did not reply. He was afraid that his combat intent would be broken by the opponent as he spoke.    

The Nine Hellish Whip was about three meters long. Under the control of Hsiao Tianyang's inner strength, it was less than one meter away from Ye Bufan's face. Ye Bufan seemed to casually place the dragon's roar in front of his chest, but it firmly sealed off all the attacking directions of the Nine Hell Whip.    

Four eyes looked at each other! Time seemed to stop at this moment. No one was in a hurry to attack first, they were all searching for the opponent's weakness!    

Compared to Ye Bufan's seriousness, Hsiao Tianyang was also shocked in his heart. Before the competition, he had heard from Senior Brother Yun that Ye Bufan's true cultivation was only at the Seventh Rank of Qi Stage, but the experience that Ye Bufan displayed at this moment was so calm and calm that even many Ninth Rank of Qi Stage warriors would find it hard to enlighten him.    

A light shout was heard from both of their mouths at the same time. It was hard to tell who was the first one to attack!    

Hsiao Tianyang leaned forward and raised his wrist. The Nine Nether Whip was like a pair of eyes that were staring straight at Ye Bufan's face. When it was close to Ye Bufan, his wrist shook again. The Nine Netherworlds Whip transformed into countless whip shadows and enveloped Ye Bufan!    

One inch longer and one inch stronger!    

After that soft shout, Ye Bufan's toes lightly tapped on the ground. His entire body slightly left the ground and lightly floated forward. With a dragon roar in his hand, he instantly slashed out more than twenty times. He continuously collided with Hsiao Tianyang's Nine Hellish Whip!    

When Hsiao Tianyang saw Ye Bufan fighting with him, the corner of his mouth curled up. One of the countless whip shadows actually passed through Ye Bufan's sword curtain and headed straight for Ye Bufan's chest.    

What a fast whip technique! This was the first time Ye Bufan had encountered someone who could move faster than him in this world. He tilted his body slightly and dodged the powerful whip. Ye Bufan's sword thrust towards Hsiao Tianyang with an unstoppable force!    

It was a momentum that would never come back!    

For this kind of long-range weapon, only by getting close would the chance to increase. It would also allow him to display the advantage of being one inch shorter and one inch closer! After watching Yung Ruoyu's battle yesterday and listening to Lee Zhile's explanation on the side, Ye Bufan had a better understanding of how to grasp the rhythm of the battle.    

Hsiao Tianyang being able to enter the top ten of the last elite competition would not be so simple. He stomped on the ground. His figure kept retreating. At the same time, the Nine Underworld Whip had already passed through Ye Bufan's left side. The tip of the whip suddenly turned around and silently slashed towards the back of Ye Bufan's head.    

Ye Bufan, who was in the middle of a battle, was extremely sharp. His Divine Sense, which had been continuously tempered while refining the Spirit Gathering Pill, might not even be comparable to a Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage's Divine Sense at this moment!    

From the beginning of the battle, Ye Bufan's Divine Sense had locked onto Hsiao Tianyang and the Nine Hell Whip in his hand! The reason why Ye Bufan had great confidence in this competition was because he had a Divine Sense that was even more powerful than his own!    

After all, according to Ye Bufan's understanding, in this world, besides refining the Alchemist, ordinary cultivators would only faintly sense their divine sense after reaching the Peak of Ninth Rank of Qi Stage, and only after breaking through to the Spirit Stage would they be able to completely control their divine sense.    

As for Ye Bufan's soul, it came from Ye Feng from the previous world. Although his soul had suffered great damage during the Heavenly Tribulation, however, as it gradually integrated with this body, his Divine Sense was also much stronger than the people in this world. This was also the reason why Ye Bufan, who was only a Seventh Rank of Qi Stage, could concoct a pill like the Spirit Gathering Pill.    

If Ye Bufan persisted in his attack, the dragon's roar would probably not even touch the corner of Hsiao Tianyang's clothes, and he would have an intimate contact with the Nine Hellish Whip!    

But if he turned around to defend at this moment, he was afraid that the Qi that he had condensed earlier would leak out to the end. At that time, what awaited Ye Bufan would be a storm of attacks!    

At this time, the Nine Hellish Whip was less than one meter away from Ye Bufan. Ye Bufan could already feel the strong wind coming from the tip of the whip from behind. With a light shout, Ye Bufan stomped on the ground with both feet. He leapt into the air and slashed out dozens of times in a row. With the help of his inner strength, sword Qi rushed out from the tip of the sword, accompanied by a swoosh. Swoosh... The sound of air being torn apart was heard as it shot towards Hsiao Tianyang.    

Hsiao Tianyang was secretly delighted when he saw Ye Bufan releasing his inner strength through the long sword. He did not care about his appearance and rolled on the ground, dodging out of Ye Bufan's attack range. At the same time, he flicked his wrist, and the Nine Hell Whip swept towards Ye Bufan's ankle in the air.    

The ground where Hsiao Tianyang was standing was like a beach that had been washed by rain under Ye Bufan's inner strength. The ground was full of holes.    

In the air, Ye Bufan could feel the Nine Hell Whip chasing after him. He did not have the time to care about the changes on the ground. At this moment, he had no strength in the air and was about to be entangled by the Nine Hell Whip.    

A trace of joy flashed in Hsiao Tianyang's eyes! The senior brothers on the viewing platform clenched their fists and held their breaths, worrying for Ye Bufan.    

Everyone knew that in a fight of this level, if Ye Bufan was really tied down by his opponent, victory or defeat would only be a matter of time!