Need for Urban Supreme

Chapter 983
Elder Qi is powerful, he is second only to Zhangjiao Feng in Quanzhen sect.

"Elder Qi, this one is up to you!" Headmaster Feng turned his head and said to Elder Qi.

"Teacher, don't worry, I will fulfill my mission!" Elder Qi nodded, with his feet on the ground, he soared into the air like a wild crane gliding in mid-air, and then lightly landed in front of Elder Gao.

The two elders were no more than ten centimeters apart, and they could even see the pores on their respective faces.

"Elder Gao, please!" Elder Qi made a gesture of invitation.

"Elder Qi, please!" Elder Gao also made a gesture of invitation.

Although the two elders spoke very politely, their tone was full of gunpowder.

After being polite, they suddenly shouted loudly at the same time, chanting spells at the speed of the storm and attacking each other.

In an instant, figures flashed across the square, leaving behind afterimages, as if countless people were fighting at the same time.

At this moment, Elder Gao and Elder Qi's Taoism has surpassed the head teachers of some small sects, and the onlookers couldn't help but applaud them loudly.

Before they knew it, the two had already fought dozens of moves, but they were evenly matched, and neither of them took any advantage.

Time passed little by little, and Elder Gao and the two fought for more than half an hour.

But even so, the two of them still couldn't decide the winner.

The onlookers started to discuss:
"Unexpectedly, the two of them will meet good talents, meet opponents in chess, and they have not been able to tell the winner for such a long time."

"Who says it's not? It's rare to see such evenly matched fights."

"It's really boring to watch. I don't know when the two of them will finish fighting?"

Some of the onlookers watched with relish, wanting to learn something from their fighting skills, while others were tired of watching and wanted them to quickly decide the winner.

An hour has passed.

Two hours have passed.

Until three hours passed, Elder Gao and the others still hadn't decided the winner.

At this moment, not only the onlookers became a little irritable, but even Qin Yan and Feng Zhangjiao frowned.

They didn't expect that a fight would take so long.

Under normal circumstances, a fight is three to five minutes.

"Headmaster Hao, let's make peace in this round!" Headmaster Feng suggested loudly.

Qin Yan also meant the same thing, and nodded immediately: "Okay! This game will be a draw!"

Hearing that the words were reconciled, Elder Gao and Elder Qi separated at the same time and returned to their respective teams.

Qin Yan pointed to the rotating lottery cylinder in mid-air and said, "Master Feng, please draw lots."

Headmaster Feng nodded, and pointed at one of the bamboo sticks while chanting a mantra in his heart.

This bamboo stick was like a fish being hung on a hook, and immediately fell into Zhangjiao Feng's hands.

"Hahaha! Master Hao, I'm really sorry, I won the lottery again." After finishing speaking, Master Feng threw the lottery at Qin Yan with a flick of his wrist.

The bamboo stick pierced the air, passed through the entire square, and landed in Qin Yan's hands.

Qin Yan didn't expect the other party to be so lucky to draw another unsigned lottery.

"Elder Zhang, please take action this time!" Qin Yan was about to send Elder Zhang to fight.

Elder Zhang nodded, flew up and landed in the center of the square.

When Zhangjiao Feng saw that Qin Yan had sent Elder Zhang, he immediately dispatched Elder Zhao from their Taoist sect.

Elder Zhao's Taoism is slightly better than Elder Zhang's. If the two of them fight, Elder Zhao has a great chance of winning.

Sure enough, when Elder Zhang and Elder Zhao fought together, Elder Zhang soon fell into the disadvantaged, and was forced by Elder Zhao to parry but had no power to fight back.

A few minutes later, Elder Zhang was defeated by Elder Zhao. He slid down from midair like a meteor and fell towards Qin Yan and the others.

Before Qin Yan could make a move, Elder Gao flew up and hugged Elder Zhang who fell down.

Elder Zhang wiped off the blood on his mouth, pointed at Elder Zhao who was still standing in the air, and said through gritted teeth, "Zhao Gang, you villain, you actually hurt my soul."

Under normal circumstances, the fighting between the two sides only hurts the body, not the soul.

The body can recover from injuries, but it is difficult to recover from soul injuries.

Elder Zhao sneered: "Zhang Zhi, you can hurt my soul even if you have the ability!"

After finishing speaking, Elder Zhao laughed wildly, his eyes full of contempt.

"you……"

Elder Zhang pointed at Elder Zhao and was about to curse, but before he could say anything, a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

Qin Yan turned around and stretched out his hand to press Elder Zhang's shoulder, sending strong soul power into Elder Zhang's body.

Elder Zhang immediately felt a lot more comfortable.

"Thank you for teaching!"

"Elder Zhang, rest well, I will let other people avenge you." After saying that, Qin Yan turned his head and looked coldly at Zhangjiao Feng.

"Headmaster Feng, please!" Qin Yan pointed to the lottery in midair and said.

In this kind of game, the guest side usually draws three times first, and then the host side draws three more times until twelve times are drawn.

Master Feng chanted a mantra and pointed at one of the bamboo sticks.

This bamboo stick fell into Zhangjiao Feng's hands like lightning.

After watching the bamboo sticks, Master Feng burst out laughing triumphantly: "Master Hao, your luck is really bad, I actually got another unmarked stick, it seems that even the heavens don't favor you. "

Hearing Zhangjiao Feng's words, Qin Yan frowned. He didn't expect Zhangjiao Feng to draw an unsigned lottery again.

"Hmph! Don't get too complacent." Qin Yan first refuted Zhangjiao Feng, and then turned his head to look at Elder Qian.

"Elder Qian, this game you go!"

"Okay!" Elder Qian nodded, flew up and landed in the middle of the square.

Headmaster Feng stroked his chin while examining Elder Qian.

After thinking for a while, he said to Elder Liao beside him, "Elder Liao, I remember that the Taoism you learned seems to be specially designed to restrain Elder Qian, I wonder if it is?"

Elder Liao walked up to Zhangjiao Feng and said respectfully: "Teacher Feng remembers correctly, my Taoism can just restrain Elder Qian."

"In this case, then you go out!" After finishing speaking, Zhangjiao Feng turned his head to look at Qin Yan, his eyes were full of provocation.

"Okay!" Elder Liao nodded, flew up and landed in the middle of the square, and stood facing Elder Qian.

Elder Qian was no match for Elder Liao at all, and was defeated by Elder Liao within a few rounds.

Qin Yan lost two games in a row, and the heads of various factions who supported him frowned.

They never thought that their luck would be so bad, and they would let the other party draw unsigned lottery every time.

But the major teachers who supported the Quanzhen Sect were very happy. They only need to win four more games to be considered a success.

Because they felt that Qin Yan was definitely not Feng Xi's opponent.

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(End of this chapter)