As soon as the words came out, the whole place was in an uproar. No one expected that Jiang Fan would actually say such words. Even Nangong Xin was stunned and almost didn't believe his ears.

But Jiang Fan looked serious and continued: "I've even prepared the manpower, how can I not compete? Have you made arrangements over there? Can we start?"

"I'll go! Is Jiang Fan crazy?"

"Either crazy or stupid!"

Those who supported Jiang Fan were all confused in an instant. What kind of fuss was Jiang Fan doing? He really wanted to compete with the third formation and end up personally? You are a scribe and have no power to tie a chicken, why are you going up there? Do you want to commit suicide?

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Almost at the same time, everyone felt that Jiang Fan was tired of the world, couldn't think about it, and wanted to die.

"...Are you serious?" Nangong Xin's face was full of disbelief.

"Seriously, I'll give you a chance. This time I can personally go off and give you a chance to make a comeback. But there are conditions. Do you want to hear it, sir?"

"Listen, listen! Mr. Jiang, please tell me. I agree to everything!" Nangong Xin hurriedly got up. This was his last chance. He had already made up his mind to agree to whatever conditions Jiang Fan put forward. He would not be afraid of leaving Qingshan.

Firewood, let’s talk about the rest later.

Jiang Fan chuckled: "If you want to continue, it's very simple. If you lose, how about you become my slave?"

"You...?" Nangong Xin didn't expect Jiang Fan to actually say such a condition. He was a first-class wealthy family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and he was the heir to the richest family in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. What kind of dignity would he have if he was a slave?

Jiang Fan looked at him with a smile: "How about it? Life or death, face or life, Young Master has to make a decision, I don't have time to wait. Young Master Nangong, this is an opportunity to make a comeback, come and try?"

"I agree!" Nangong Xin gritted his teeth now: "I agree, but the book of life and death..."

"Ah, you are talking about the book of life and death. It's okay. When I wrote it, I also added a sentence, asking Nangong Xin to die or this young master to appoint someone. If you don't believe me, you can ask."

Nangong Xin hurriedly looked up at the stage. Academician Zeng had a question mark on his face at this moment. In his opinion, Jiang Fan must have taken the wrong medicine. Seeing Nangong Xin asking questions at this time, he had no choice but to ask someone to bring the book of life and death and check it carefully.

, could only open his mouth with a wry smile: "It's indeed good. Mr. Jiang made a note in the book of life and death."

Can he still operate like this? This is the first time he has done so on the platform, but the book of life and death does not stipulate that he cannot do this, so what Jiang Fan did is understandable, as long as Paradise City approves it.

"Master Jiang originally had such a calculation, but...it's still not worth it."

Everyone still couldn't understand the brain circuit of this young genius.

"Have you planned it from the beginning?" Nangong Xin's eyes flickered, and his mind was full of questions.

Jiang Fan said calmly: "Why not? How can a dead Nangong Xin be worth living, right?"

"Ah...yes, yes..." Nangong Xin suddenly felt no confidence in the third competition.

Jiang Fan's actions could only mean that he was sure of all three games, and that he was in control of victory, defeat, life and death. That coldness rose up his spine, and Nangong Xin shuddered.

"This is your last chance. How do you decide?"

"You...Jiang Fan...are you really not joking?"

Jiang Fan frowned: "I asked you whether you are annoyed or not. If you don't send someone up, I will give up."

"Compare, compare, I compete!"

"Okay!" Jiang Fan threw a small box to Nangong Xin.www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

"There is a kind of poison in this. The antidote is on me. If I die, you can take it directly. If I live, you will become my slave. Eat it and we will begin."

Nangong Xin's expression changed. Finally, he became a bachelor and gritted his teeth and opened the box.

The scene inside made everyone roll their eyes. The pill was as big as a fist and was as white as a meat bun.

Who has made poison like this? It’s just poison. Why did you make it so big? Can you eat this thing in one bite? When you imagine that to eat poison, you have to chew it for a while like eating a steamed bun. How bad is it?

Too bad.

"This Mr. Jiang is really... strange..."

Miss Cuiyi was dumbfounded.

On the bed over there, the Snow Fairy was beating her chest and stamping her feet, laughing harder and harder. She felt that the jokes she had seen and heard in her life were not as funny as today.

When Nangong Xin frowned and choked, rolled his eyes and ate the poison, and when Jiang Fan said with concern to eat it slowly, and subconsciously took the water he handed him, the atmosphere in the field became very strange, the style of painting suddenly changed, and the life-and-death duel directly changed.

It's so weird, no matter how you look at it, it looks like it's deliberately funny.

When Jiang Fan retreated, Mr. Cao also looked at Nangong Xin awkwardly: "Um, sir... are our people ready to play?"

Nangong Xin looked confused. He ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh came back to his senses after being patted on the shoulder vigorously by Mr. Cao. He shook his head slightly: "You decide, don't ask me anymore."

Mr. Cao sighed. He had completely lost his fighting spirit. Jiang Fan's actions left a huge shadow in his heart.

"Sir, Jiang Fan doesn't know how to fight. It's not like we don't have a chance. I've recruited four masters, plus Lu Hanting, we will definitely not lose. You see, there are no other masters on Jiang Fan's side. Just those few are us.

opponent?"

Nangong Xin seemed to have regained some confidence. He took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, I have to give it a last try and win!"

Nangong Xin's people came on stage.

The first one wears a bamboo hat, a black scarf, long fingers, and a thin sword hanging from his waist. He is the thirty-seventh killer in the world, Lu Hanting.

The second one is a tall middle-aged man with a bronze mask on his face. He is as calm as a mountain and has a strong aura. He is definitely a super master.

The third person Jiang Fan knew was the master who jumped a hundred meters in Bailuzhoutou, Chen Laobi from Jiangxin Island.

The fourth one is a thin young man with a pale face and no eyebrows. His expression seems to be a smile but not a smile, and his loose white robe is fluttering, which is very strange.

The fifth one is a middle-aged man carrying a broadsword on his back.

There was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"With the bamboo hat, black scarf and thin sword, Lu Sanqi is undoubtedly the one. Who are the others?"

"I only know one person. The one with the big sword on his back is Nangong Xin's personal guard and a master-level expert. Back then, the Nangong family spent a lot of money to save a sect, and its leader has since become Nangong Xin's personal guard."

"That's right, they're all on the field, it's our turn." Jiang Fan clapped his hands: "Well, who among us is going to play?"

"Father...son, you, no, I, I, I, I will go up."

Xiong Da was the first to stand up, and Xiong San followed closely behind, taking off the ax from behind.

"Okay, you two, plus me, there are only three, and there are still two to go."

Seeing that he really counted her among them, Wei Xiaohong hurriedly said: "Master, you can't go, you don't know martial arts."
Chapter completed!