Dragon Blood Devil Soldier

Behind the golden door, there was also a passageway that was quite far away. Long Bufan shuttled through it for around a few minutes, and only then did he see a ray of light shooting over.    

    

Immediately, Long Bufan increased his speed and went through the exit.    

    

As his vision shifted, what appeared before him was a gigantic stone platform that was exactly twice as wide as the stage from before.    

    

At the edge of the stone platform, there were numerous huge stone pillars. From the outside, it looked just like a cage.    

    

"It feels like this arena is filled with beasts." Long Bufan looked around, touched his nose, and laughed at himself.    

    

He immediately moved his body and appeared in the middle of the open ground.    

    

Strangely, other than him, there was no one else on the stone platform.    

    

Long Bufan's gaze turned towards the other golden door to the north, only that behind the open door, it was so dark that he could not see anything.    

    

"My opponent hasn't advanced this round?"    

    

Long Bufan muttered to himself, with a slightly doubtful expression on his face. He knew that the same person on the Hundred Sect Arena would be able to smoothly climb to this stage after he defeated one person just like he did just now.    

    

Long Bufan stood quietly in the middle of the plaza, waiting boringly, he simply took out an Earth Level gold pipe from the storage bag, filled it to the brim with tobacco, and a flame ignited on the tip of his finger.    

    

Long Bufan sat cross-legged on the ground as he puffed out a mouthful of smoke, as if he was leisurely waiting for the appearance of his opponent this time around.    

    

While he was waiting, although Long Bufan appeared to be somewhat relaxed, his aura had not relaxed at all.    

    

Even though he did not know who his opponent for this round was, he knew clearly in his heart that the elimination rate for the final hundred genius finals was extremely cruel. Usually, Sect Disciples with weaker cultivation would lose their rankings in the first round and become ranked below fifty.    

    

As for those who managed to smoothly pass through the first round and enter the second round, they would definitely be the most powerful ones.    

    

If it was possible, Long Bufan felt that he would meet those geniuses who had the most hope of winning, such as Mo Ming from the Nine Hell Demon Sect, Liu Yunluo from the Yuan Gate, and the Phoenix Palace Maiden, Mu Ronyun, that he had met once before in the Ancient Lightning Symbol Tree secret room in the sect's ruins.    

    

As for the other two great super sect geniuses, the 'Zither Sky Sect' and the 'Fire Aura Sect', Long Bufan had never come into contact with them before.    

    

In short, these people were all troublesome figures that came from the super sect.    

    

If he really met one of the five in the second floor battle, then Long Bufan would really be out of luck.    

    

Because no matter if it was against Mo Ming or the genius in the way of the sword Liu Yunluo and the others, even if Long Bufan used all his trump cards to defeat them, the energy within his body would definitely be consumed, and he would even be injured.    

    

In this way, one would definitely be unable to reach the best level. Furthermore, there would be two more rounds of bitter battles later on. Only by winning in succession would one be able to climb to the top of the battle stage, the battle for the championship.    

    

To be able to be promoted to the third and fourth rounds of geniuses, he had to possess extremely formidable strength. If Long Bufan's condition was not good, the situation would definitely be bad for him.    

    

Therefore, at this moment, besides smoking, Long Bufan was also extremely curious to which side's genius would be the person who fought with him in the second round!