C1083 Yue Xiang Zong
C1083 Yue Xiang Zong
Long Bufan walked in resolutely, and the thick golden door behind him suddenly closed slowly.
Long Bufan's eyes congealed, and in a place where his eyes could see, he noticed an extremely spacious stone platform plaza. The solid floor, which seemed to be made of black iron, gave off an oppressive and tense feeling.
"Looks like this is the martial arena."
Long Bufan's footsteps moved, and he slowly walked into the stage. Looking around, he did not see anyone around.
After walking for a while, Long Bufan suddenly stopped in his tracks, because his gaze was fixated at the opposite side of the fighting arena. There was another golden door, which was slowly opening right now, and he could faintly feel a sharp Qi coming out from behind it.
Following that, the golden door opened completely, and a tall and sturdy figure appeared in his line of sight. He had his arms folded across his chest, and stared coldly at Long Bufan.
Seeing the tall figure that appeared at the entrance, Long Bufan's eyes revealed astonishment, this fellow's height was close to 2.5 meters, his entire body had solid muscles, standing there like an iron tower.
Although he was not short, he was only about the height of a shoulder compared to that person.
After the figure walked out, Long Bufan could clearly see the person's appearance. It was a man with a sinister scar on his face.
Shifting his gaze downwards, he saw the sect emblem before his chest. It was a giant elephant totem that was stepping on a mountain. Clearly, it was the 'Yue Xiang Zong' from the West Spirit Continent.
This was a sect that specialized in training the body. Its strength was astonishing, and it was said that a single punch could destroy a hill.
"The first opponent of the Junior brother Long is actually the Fourth Grade Sect! He's a formidable opponent!"
In the inner hall of Spirit Profound Martial House, many disciples looked at the holographic projection on Long Bufan's side. Their expressions all changed and their hearts sank, feeling that there was some disparity in this battle.
After all, when both parties displayed their strength, whether it was their height, strength, or sect background, Long Bufan and that fellow from the Yue Xiang Zong were still inferior by a level.
"That kid is really unlucky. He ran into our senior brother in the first round."
At a sect hall on West Spirit Continent that was similar to an elephant mountain, the disciples of the Yue Xiang Zong s looked at Long Bufan within the holographic projection and a trace of pity appeared in their eyes.
In the eyes of the people of Yue Xiang Zong, this battle had already declared Long Bufan's expulsion!
"I am called 'Lu Zifeng', I know you, a low level Grade Three Sect's Long Bufan, a recent famous person who suddenly appeared in Hundred Sects Battlefield. It is said that even the Nine Hell Demon Sect's Mo Ming is unable to do anything to you, but to me, it is only his incompetence."
As his eyes sized up Long Bufan, the burly man with the scarred face and Long Bufan stood at a distance of thirty meters away from each other. Finally, he opened his mouth slowly.
In the face of such sarcastic remarks, Long Bufan maintained his silence and stood there indifferently.
Seeing Long Bufan's indifferent attitude, Lu Zifeng laughed coldly: "I heard that you can transform and increase your strength in a short period of time, I advise you not to think about hiding your trump card, what tricks do you have that should be used as soon as possible when you can, or else you won't have a chance later!"