"I'm defeated..." Jian Qingfeng murmured unwillingly with a pale face.

"I'm giving in!" Wang An didn't have a bad impression of Jian Qingfeng, thinking that he was actually worthy of handing over, so he threw him a healing pill.

"I am an alchemist, you can take this pill..."

"Thank you!" Jian Qingfeng looked at Wang An in a bit complicated and jumped off the athletic platform.

Two hours later, it was Wang An's turn to play again. This time, Wang An's opponent was a master who had perfected the twelve levels of Qi Refining. He used a dragon stick with his hand and was so arrogant that Wang An took him a lot of effort.

......

"Wang An faces Shangguan Wuxie!"

"Hmm? Shangguan Wuxie!" Wang An's heart suddenly thumped when he heard this name. This was a strong enemy.

Shangguan Wuxie was in his thirty years of his qi refining twelve levels and was blessed with his body. He was fortunate to meet the ancient immortal cultivator cave and unexpectedly obtained a very clever body technique, without a trace. At the same time, he possessed the Golden Yang skill and used a set of Golden Yang Palm techniques to masculine and domineering behavior. It was great to cooperate with his strange and unpredictable body technique.

The last small contestant, Shangguan Wuji, lost to Zhang Houfeng by just one move, otherwise he would be one of the top ten masters of the outer sect at this moment.

"Wang An!" Wang An replied and stared at Shangguan Wuxie vigilantly.

"Shangguan Wuxie!" Shangguan Wuxie was wearing a white robe and smiled calmly, as if the whole world was under his control.

"Haha, Junior Brother Wang's name is like thunder. Junior Brother, please take action." He had a look of winning on his face.

"Okay!" Wang An raised his hands without hesitation and threw out several talismans.

Shangguan Wuxie suddenly disappeared. Wang An's attack completely failed.

"Haha, junior brother, I'm here!" Shangguan Wuxie suddenly appeared behind Wang An.

Wang An was shocked in an instant and kicked his feet and flashed aside in an instant.

"It's impolite to come but not come back!" Shangguan Wuxie's body blurred as soon as he spoke.

"Not good!" Wang An's heart sank, and his whole body was covered with bronze color, and a layer of yellow halo protected his body.

"Bang!" sounded, Wang An groaned and his body shook unnaturally.

Wang An looked down at the huge red palm print on his chest with a dark face.

"Wow, Senior Brother Shangguan is so handsome, so awesome!"

"This Shangguan Wuxie is worthy of being the most confident of attacking the top ten."

"Ah? Senior Brother Wang seems to be injured..."

As soon as the two of them made a move, the audience burst into exclaiming.

In the blink of an eye, the two had already fought dozens of moves, and Wang An seemed to have become a mobile sandbag, and he could only get beaten. He could not touch Shangguan Wuxie's shadow at all.

Wang An's face was as deep as water, and suddenly he closed his eyes.

"Ah! What's wrong with Senior Brother Wang An? Why did you close your eyes?"

"Is he going to give up?"

Wang An tried hard to calm himself down. Although he looked extremely miserable when he looked at the red palm prints, he was actually not hurt much.

Although Shangguan Wuxie's Golden Yang Palm Technique is fierce and domineering, Wang An's ancestor witch Golden Body Art cannot be broken at will.

Close his eyes, the Eight Desolate Heavenly Sword was running wildly, as if the whole world had calmed down. Wang An's already very sensitive perception seemed to have suddenly become more powerful; he was far superior to his spiritual consciousness at the same level, and under the huge pressure, he seemed to have further impulses.

The flow of air and every change of spiritual energy have nowhere to hide under Wang An's spiritual consciousness. In Wang An's eyes, Shangguan Wuxie seemed to be mixed with the spiritual energy of the wind attribute.

"There is such a body technique?"

Every time Shangguan Wuxie takes action, every move seems like a gust of wind......

In a vague way, Wang An seemed to have caught a trace of something, and his figure began to float.

"Haha, look, see, Senior Brother Wang An actually avoided Shangguan Wuxie's attack?"

"Really! I was confused, right?"

"Who can tell me what's going on?"

Seeing the changes that occurred on Wang An, Shangguan Wuxie's face turned shaking, and Wang An was placed in the heavy palm shadows in an instant.

Wang An's figure became faster and faster, and in the end Shangguan Wuxie's move failed.

"So that's it!" Wang An suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes as if it was a torch, with a shocking force.

Wang An's wind-attributed spell had already reached the perfect state, but at this moment he finally reached another level.

At this moment, the wind is him, he is the wind.

Wang An used the Ancestral Witch Golden Body Art, and also had a bare-handed fist. In theory, it should be powerful and fierce and domineering.

However, at this moment, his moves seemed to be filled with the breath of wind, and everything seemed to be light.

Seeing this situation, Shangguan Wuxie's face suddenly became bloodless.

"Hehe, what else do you have to rely on?" Wang An looked at Shangguan Wuxie with interest.

"Now it's my turn!"

After Wang An finished speaking, his whole body flew towards Shangguan Wuxie like a cannonball.

Shangguan Wuxie lost his greatest body advantage and suddenly turned into a toothless tiger.

In order to retaliate against Shangguan Wuxie, Wang An beat Shangguan Wuxie hard, and relied on the strength of his ancestor witch's Golden Body Art to break several of his ribs.

......

"Wang Ansheng!" the referee announced expressionlessly, but in fact he was extremely shocked.

"Wow! Senior Brother Wang is victorious!"

"It seems that he is sure to enter the top ten."

"Senior Brother Wang is so powerful, he will break through the battle..."

After the competition, Wang An quickly returned to the rest area and sat cross-legged. Everyone did not disturb Wang An. Sword Wang An put on his palm prints and habitually thought that Wang An had actually suffered a lot of injuries.

Little did he know that Wang An was actually trying to seize the time and consolidate the hazy feeling he had just captured.

Wang An had a crazy idea in his heart. Since the wind attribute is perfect and he can continue to break through, will the rest of the attributes be the same? How spectacular will it be when his eight-series are released together?

"Haha, Brother Han, I couldn't imagine that this boy's understanding was so irritating." Zhang Xiaotian said to the departure of Wang An with some emotion.

"Haha..." Han Qinsheng stroked his beard and laughed happily.

"I think the thing you two are talking about is very likely." Zhang Xiaotian said with a serious face.

"I think it's almost the same!" Jiang Wenhao said confidently.

Gong Shang Liuying said nothing, her eyes flashed, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

What surprised Wang An was not even a match later. As expected, Wang An indeed entered the top ten with a complete victory.
Chapter completed!