Chapter 22 Obtaining the Spiritual Treasure, the Golden Cicada Mysterious Divine Cloth
Seeing Zhou Fan so confident, Han Jue decided to take real action.
If Zhou Fan is defeated before he demonstrates his strong strength, the impact will not be great.
Otherwise, if Zhou Fan performs strong enough and Han Jue defeats him again, he will not be able to keep a low profile.
With so many people watching the fight, there was no way Han could wait until everyone left.
After thinking about it, Han Jue walked towards Zhou Fan.
Mo Zhu's face was solemn, and he said, "Zhou Fan's companion magic weapon is very powerful. Because of this treasure, Master made an exception and accepted him as his personal disciple."
Chang Yueer said disdainfully: "Compared to my Junior Brother Han, he is far inferior."
Xing Hongxuan didn't say anything, her beautiful eyes fixed on Han Jue.
Zhou Fan had a confident smile on his face, but when he saw Han Jue walking straight towards him, he still felt inexplicably nervous.
Because he heard Mo Fuhou often praising Han Jue!
Over time, he felt that Han Jue was very strong.
"Today I will defeat him and soar into the sky!"
"Just watch, I will make you regret it and let you know that you have made a mistake!"
Zhou Fan thought silently, and when he thought of that pretty face with a smile like a flower, he got angry.
He raised the small black bell, ready to show his power!
He had a crazy smile on his face.
So what if he is a genius! Today, I, Zhou Fan, will defeat him fairly!
Swoosh! A flash of sword light shone, causing Zhou Fan to close his eyes subconsciously.
puff--
Zhou Fan was blasted so hard that he vomited blood and flew backwards, like a kite with a broken string, and flew directly out of the fighting stage.
Silence! The whole place was silent.
Everyone was stunned, they haven't come back to their senses yet.
The fight has begun?
The battle is over? Even Dao Lei, the old immortal who was in charge of this inner sect assessment, couldn't help but stare wide-eyed.
Han Jue withdrew his hand, and the sword shadow behind him quickly disappeared, appearing for less than two seconds.
He turned around, bowed and clasped his fists towards the Taoist Immortal Dao Lei.
Dao Lei Laoxian came back to his senses and announced: "Yuyou Peak Han Jue wins!"
Boom! The whole place was in an uproar. The male disciples were discussing, and the female disciples were looking at Han Jue with shining eyes.
“So soon?”
"Zhou Fan is nothing but this!"
"Han Jue is too strong!"
"Who is Han Jue? When did Yuyou Peak produce such a genius?"
"He is so handsome, could he be the one that the female disciples often discuss?"
…
Han Jue quickly stepped down and disappeared in the crowd.
Since the fighting stage was not damaged, the second fight began soon.
Zhou Fan left the crowd with the help of a group of Tianlei Peak disciples.
There was blood at the corner of his mouth, his face was pale, his eyes were lifeless, and he looked completely dazed.
The blow was too great.
He didn't even know how he lost.
But the moment he was hit by the Sanqing Jueying Sword, he smelled the breath of death.
He understood that Han Jue could kill him.
A second ago, he was full of confidence.
The next second, he fell off the fighting platform.
Zhou Fan wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
He knew he was becoming a joke.
Chang Yue'er, Xing Hongxuan, and Mo Zhu wanted to find Han Jue, but found that they couldn't find this guy.
Han Jue hid in the crowd and watched the battle silently.
An hour later.
The top five are decided.
The five disciples will draw lots to determine the byes, who will directly advance to the top three.
The disciples had no objections. At this point, the difference in strength between everyone was not that big and anyone could be in the top three.
Luck is something indispensable on the path of spiritual practice.
Han Jue hesitated. If he was given a bye and ranked among the top three, could he just give up?
Anyway, the top three can choose Xiantian Cave Mansion...
Can!
In this way, his influence will be minimized.
He prayed silently.
"The one with a bye is Han Jue from Yuyou Peak!"
Taoist Immortal Dao Lei made the announcement, and the other four disciples cast envious and wary glances at Han Jue.
They all witnessed Han Jue defeating Zhou Fan in seconds. This guy didn't even consume much of his spiritual energy and was in full swing.
Han Jue was ecstatic.
He walked off the stage silently.
Chang Yue'er and the other two daughters immediately surrounded him, leaving him no time to escape.
"Junior brother, you have a good chance of winning first place this time!" Chang Yue'er said excitedly.
Mo Zhu and Xing Hongxuan were also very excited.
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They all admired Han Jue and naturally wanted to see Han Jue steal the show.
Han Jue shook his head and said, "I can't do it. It's not easy to get here."
Zhou Fan, who was trying to squeeze in here, almost suffocated when he heard this.
He also wanted to ask Han Jue what kind of magic he used to defeat him, but he heard this.
Zhou Fan was so angry that he couldn't help but spurt blood, and the disciple in front of him was covered in blood.
He quickly turned and left.
Han Jue turned his head and could no longer see Zhou Fan.
The next two fights were both extremely exciting, with magical instruments, spells, body movements, talismans, etc., all displayed vividly. The four disciples had comprehensive strengths and were evenly matched. Regardless of who won or lost, they all contributed wonderful performances.
The top three took the stage.
"The three of them will fight one each, and each person will fight two games. The one who wins all the games will be first place, one win and one loss will be second place, and two losses will be third place." said the old immortal Dao Lei.
Han Jue suddenly raised his hand and said, "Elder, I admit defeat. In order to defeat my opponent quickly, my spiritual power was exhausted and has not recovered yet. Let the two of them fight it out. I am willing to be the third place."
Wow——
Everyone was shocked, and Chang Yue'er and the other two girls also widened their eyes.
Zhou Fan, who was in the crowd, was stunned when he heard this.
Is that really true?
If that wasn't the case, why did Han Jue admit defeat? It turns out I'm not that weak.
[Zhou Fan's favorability towards you increases, currently at 2 stars]
When Han Jue saw the words in front of him, he thought to himself that he was crazy.
The old immortal Dao Lei looked at Han Jue deeply, then nodded and changed the rules, making Han Jue the third place.
Han Jue stepped down immediately.
The following fight was less exciting than the previous one, and both of them had consumed a lot of spiritual energy.
Han Jue felt that he could fight two people at the same time.
Finally, the top three were decided and the inner door assessment ended.
The top three followed Taoist Immortal Dao Lei to the main peak.
While flying on the sword, Han Jue saw:
[You quietly ranked among the top three in the inner sect assessment and received a spiritual treasure]
[Congratulations on obtaining the seventh-grade spiritual treasure - Golden Cicada Mysterious Divine Clothes]
[Golden Cicada Mysterious Divine Cloth: A seventh-grade spiritual treasure that can automatically resist the enemy's attacks, and can withstand a maximum attack from a Divine Transformation cultivator. If spiritual power is injected, the defense will be enhanced.]
Han Jue raised his eyebrows.
Is it so powerful to resist the attack of a Divine Transformation Monk?
It is indeed a spiritual treasure that is more powerful than magic weapons and magic treasures!
A seventh-grade spiritual treasure, could there be a sixth-grade, fifth-grade, or first-grade spiritual treasure? How much stronger would a first-grade spiritual treasure be? Han Jue silently guessed.
He is in a good mood.
This wave is so cool. After getting the Golden Cicada Divine Robe, his sense of security has greatly increased. Coupled with the innate cave, it can be said to be a great harvest.
After putting on the Golden Cicada Mysterious Clothes, he can practice with peace of mind without fear of sneak attacks.
There are very few cultivators who can reach the state of Divine Transformation. For example, it takes Yuqing Sect hundreds of years to produce one.
However, the Golden Cicada Mysterious Robe could only protect him. If he ran into a Nascent Soul cultivator, the other party could not kill him, and he could not kill the other party either.
Han Jue couldn't help but smile.
"Are you so happy to be third? Could it be that Fairy Xixuan asked you to only compete for third place?" Old Immortal Dao Lei suddenly asked.
The two disciples in front turned their heads and looked at Han Jue with strange expressions.
They were not stupid and they also felt that Han Jue's surrender was too strange, but it was also a good thing for them, so they did not question it.
(End of this chapter)