Urban ancient fairy doctor

After Huang Yi said these words, the place fell silent. Everyone in the audience widened their eyes and tried hard to recall everything they heard.

After confirming again and again that he heard correctly, he exploded instantly.

"Let me stop you, what are you playing at? I didn't care that I was late yesterday, but today I just gave up..."

"What the hell is the fifth peak doing? You don't even have the courage to show up, and you still want to challenge yourself..."

"God, what did I hear? Did I hear it right? Is it true?"

The people present were whispering to each other and couldn't believe what they were hearing.

If it weren't for Huang Yi, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall, who announced the news, and if it hadn't been for the fact that they hadn't seen anyone from the Fifth Peak until now, they wouldn't have believed it was true.

The fact has been established, but people still can’t figure out why?

How could an outer disciple of the Fifth Peak, a middle-stage Void Immortal who had been practicing for more than ten years, be scared off by a ten thousand-year-old loser who had just ascended? No matter how you think about it, this makes no sense.

If it wasn't fear, then why would you admit defeat in public? You must know that this is about the face of the fifth peak.

Those who came to watch the battle were all disciples of the Flowing Light Sword Sect. They were very aware of the grudges between the Fifth Peak and the Ninth Peak. If there were no compelling reasons, they would never admit defeat.

Rumors spread all over the place for a while, and the busybodies used their imaginations to the maximum extent, speculating on the hidden reasons behind this.

Huang Yi ignored these, waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said: "On behalf of the Law Enforcement Palace, I officially announce that Ye Bufan wins this battle at the Ninth Peak!"

"Hahaha, am I winning again?"

There was a sudden burst of laughter, and everyone realized that Ye Bufan had already come to the stage hand in hand with Feng Zhiwu.

He jumped directly onto the immortal ring, "I'm sorry, I won one game in one day, and two games in a row. I can't even think about winning here without my strength!"

After he finished speaking, the people who had just calmed down became noisy again.

"Let me choke you. This is so shameless. Do you have the strength to do it?"

"What I'm saying is that I haven't even moved a finger, and I have the nerve to say that I can't help but think..."

"It's so irritating, so irritating. I'm going to be pissed to death by this shameless guy..."

The audience was filled with jeers and curses, and everyone was spitting. They felt that this guy was so shameless.

You obviously won two games by luck, but you just said that you relied on strength. You have Mao's strength.

Especially those who admired Feng Zhiwu were extremely angry.

Ye Bufan's smile became brighter and brighter, and he didn't take it to heart at all.

"Why, are you still unconvinced? Then come and challenge, I can give you a 20% discount, just eight thousand immortal crystals!"

After he said this, the angry people in the audience became much quieter.

Although many people wanted to go up and give this guy a beating, the sect had its own rules.

As the lowest-level ascended monk, you have nothing to do if others don't accept the challenge, otherwise you have to be prepared to face the punishment of the Law Enforcement Hall.

The vast majority of people are unable to produce these Eight Thousand Immortal Crystals, and some people see it even more profoundly.

Bo Liang was beaten to death yesterday, and he didn't even show his face today. He wouldn't believe it if there was nothing wrong with him.

This guy looks like a shameless loser, and there's no telling if there's some hidden force behind him.

Due to various considerations, although there was a lot of scolding, there was no one who challenged him again.

"A master is lonely!"

Ye Bufan shook his head, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the result, and then jumped off the ring.

He didn't mind if someone challenged him again. Anyway, masters would disdain to fight with a monk who had just ascended to the throne.

As for those at the virtual immortal level, they can kill them instantly without any difficulty.

"puff!"

Hearing his words and seeing his pretentious look, everyone in the audience almost spit out blood on the spot.

Although no one challenges him, it doesn't mean that everyone recognizes his strength. In everyone's eyes, he is still the good-for-nothing, just a loser who got lucky.

Although everyone in the Ninth Peak was happy for Ye Bufan's victory, seeing this situation, they really had nothing to show off, so they all remained silent and left quietly.

Zhao Shicheng shook his head, feeling that all this was too bloody, and turned back to report to Ji Shuxian.

Amidst the roar of the mountain and the tsunami, Ye Bufan was so proud that he took Feng Zhiwu's little hand and walked towards the ninth peak.

These people complained and scolded, but they did not dare to do anything out of the ordinary.

After all, with such a huge momentum, the Law Enforcement Hall must be watching, as there is no telling when the Taoist Ring will fall from the sky.

As soon as the two people broke away from the crowd, a pretty young female fairy came over.

The most indispensable thing in the fairy world is beautiful fairies, but everyone is different.

The young woman has an oval face with some baby fat. She looks beautiful and cute.

She has a plump figure. If she were placed on earth, she would be a fat goddess. Although she is wearing a fat lady's dress, she still cannot hide her sexy figure.

Ye Bufan glanced at the bulging robe, and the four characters Feng R and Fat T came to his mind.

But he didn't dare to have any contempt, there was no weak person in the fairy world.

This woman looks pretty and cute, just like a cute girl on earth, but her aura is extraordinarily powerful, even stronger than the Lu Gan and Zhao Shicheng she had seen before.

The woman walked straight over after seeing the two of them, and her eyes fell on Ye Bufan.

"Are you Mr. Ye?"

"It's me. Miss, do you have a problem with me?"

This woman is not wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Nine Peaks. She looks like a maid, and her cultivation is extremely strong.

Ye Bufan couldn't think of a suitable title for a while, so he called her "little sister" out of habit.

The woman was stunned for a moment, obviously she had never been called that before, and then smiled slightly.

"I am Jasmine, the maid beside the great elder. The elder has invited Mr. Ye."

"Great Elder wants to see me?"

Ye Bufan was a little confused. She was just a low-ranking registered disciple. There was a huge gap between her and the great elder in terms of status. What did she see herself doing?

But since they have already summoned him, he has no reason or right to refuse.

He took Feng Zhiwu and asked, "Do you want us to come together?"

Jasmine shook her head slightly: "No, I just want to see you alone."

"oh!"

Ye Bufan turned back to look at Feng Zhiwu, "You go back first, and we can celebrate properly when I come back."

"good!"

Feng Zhiwu nodded and left first.

Jasmine turned back to lead the way, and Ye Bufan followed behind, his mind spinning rapidly as he walked.

He was brought back by the eldest elder Hua Bingyu, but what they valued was Feng Zhiwu, and he was just a by-product.

Moreover, there is no intersection between the two of them after returning to the sect. It is said that the gap in status is so big that they should not pay attention to themselves anymore.

Why did you suddenly call yourself over? What does she want to do with herself?

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure out the reason, and finally looked at Jasmine next to him.

We can only start with this little girl and see if we can get some useful information.