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Chapter 167: Lose first

Chapter 1,67 Lose one first

The Fan family's thunder into the world is to take thunder into the world. The essence is to accidentally kill the opponent with the momentum of thunder. Therefore, the power of this punch is almost the entire force of Fan's army. In addition, the speed of lightning is extremely terrifying. Even if the monk sees it, he has no time to resist. Therefore, this kind of boxing means sneak attack and tricks.|

But in fact, the rules have already stated before that there are no limits on methods, so no one will point to Fan Jun’s methods.

Although this kind of boxing is powerful, it also has fatal shortcomings. People with discerning eyes can tell at once that this boxing emphasizes killing with one blow. If one blow fails, it is impossible to take action again, because your strength has been exhausted and the enemy is prepared.

Fan Jun was eager to win this first game, so he didn't care about reserving his means.[

Although he didn't know why the Tang Dynasty sent Ran Qing, since he could photograph this person, he thought he was very strong. However, even if he was good, he had no time to react and was directly hit by this thunder.

"Room" A roar of thunder sounded, and Ran Qing's figure was directly covered by the lightning. The thunder with undecreasing power fell to the ground and made a loud noise, and a slight vibration spread to the hall.

Champion Hou showed a smile on his lips at this moment: "Yes, if nothing unexpected happens, this victory will belong to my great man."

"Campus Hou, are you a little too early to be happy? My Tang people have not died yet and have not admitted defeat." The Tang general's face did not look panic on his face, but just smiled lightly.

However, the next moment, Ran Qing, who was struck by lightning, stood up in a mess, with anger in his eyes: "The despicable means also want to try to defeat me and seek death." With a long roar, a rumbling roar came from the sky, and several dark clouds rolled and surged. These dark clouds formed batches of black horses in an instant, neighing in the void, thinking about galloping ahead.

There are 10,000 strong horses formed by these dark clouds, which look dense and like a tide.

The next moment, thousands of horses galloped directly swallowed Fan Jun's position. With such a number, he had no place to escape, so he could only get this magical power.

Many people can feel that each horse formed by the dark clouds has the cultivation level of the Star Realm, and the total ten thousand horses are ten armies. Think about it, what would it be like for the ten armies to attack a cultivator in the magical power realm together?

Shocking, unmatched.

That's right, Fan Jun feels like this now. He feels trembling all over his body and feels like he is strong.

The power of this magical power is self-evident. If used well, it can easily kill an enemy army.

"What a powerful magical power. I really underestimated the magical power cultivators in other dynasties. Fan Jun made a punch and entered the world with a surprise. He was so anxious that his power was not a little too fast. He was seriously injured by Ran Qing. He seized this opportunity and used his strongest magical power to fight a move." Li Yan was secretly shocked in his eyes. The battle situation was really changing rapidly. Fan Jun, who had gained an advantage in his kung fu, fell into a passive state.

"If Fan Jun can't withstand this magical power, he will be suspicious."

He could see just now that the main reason why Ran Qing was able to enter the world with a thunder and never die was that the armor on his body. The armor should be an ancient object with a defensive power that exceeds the top-grade inscription weapon. Otherwise, the flesh and blood body would definitely be a corpse, and even the soul would have to be killed.

The smile on the face of champion Hou gradually disappeared, and he took it as solemn. He got an answer through his feelings in the dark. He lost this game, and the possibility of losing reached 10% and was a foregone conclusion.

"I lost this battle," he said with some reluctance, and then reached out to grab it, and the tens of thousands of galloping black horses immediately dispersed. Fan Jun, who was seriously injured and vomited blood, fell from the air in a mess. He had been trampled on by the black horse for a long time. If he had passed for a while, his life would be lost.

Ran Qing was relieved when he saw that he had won. The manpower fell to the ground, and the cracked body of his body was still gushing out blood. His life magic power would not last long. If he wanted to win, he would become disabled.

Since the champion Hou knew that he was going to lose, he would just sell his face to Datang, so as not to lose one person on both sides.

"Haha. Champion Hou, I'll give in." The general of the Tang Dynasty bowed with a smile.[

"Fan Jun made a fatal mistake. He used the Fan family's magical powers, but did not use his own natal magical powers. Ran Qing's galloping horses borrowed the power of the life star to condense tens of dark horses. This is definitely the natal magical power. The natal magical power is the most suitable magical power for cultivators. It would be strange if Fan Jun was not far away. "Li Yan analyzed the gap between the two. In fact, the timing of Fan Jun's move and the strength he showed were stronger than Ran Qing, but he was wrong every step, and he ended up like this.

"Two wins in three games, there is one more match for the champion Hou. I don't know who the champion Hou will send this time." The general of the Tang Dynasty smiled.

Yan Yangyun looked at Li Yan and smiled and said, "Because of the variables in the first game, maybe Brother Li will play early."

"It depends on who the champion Hou sent to play." Li Yan said. Although it was arranged before, the real choice was still with the champion Hou, and it was not something that anyone could go up just by wanting to play.

Champion Hou also hesitated for a moment. Should he send Li Yan or Yan Yangyun?

"I can't afford to lose this game, so I can only send Li Yan up. However, this guy from the Tang Dynasty was probably already prepared when he saw Li Yan's sun golden flame. Sending him up might not have the effect as good as Yan Yangyun."

"Hao Qianhou hasn't thought about it yet?" said the general of the Tang Dynasty.

"Li Yan, you go this time." The champion Hou said in a deep voice at this time. He could only bet Li Yan. The powerful disciples of the court had already disappointed him once, and he could not be disappointed for the second time.

Li Yan stood up, took off the Tai A sword on his waist, and then walked out strode. He looked at the seriously injured Fan Jun without saying anything.

Fan Jun clenched his fists tightly, showing a look of unwillingness on his face. Unexpectedly, he lost the same way as Li Yan said, and he lost in the first game. If it was passed on to the big man, the Fan family, would be completely lost.

"Is Li Yan like this? Li Yu, go." The general of the Tang Dynasty said calmly.

At this time, a Li Yu, wearing a golden robe, flew out and looked at Li Yan with a smile: "Brother Li hasn't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect that I would have the honor to fight and compete with Brother Li today. I don't know what good poems can Brother Li write in this situation? I admire Brother Li's poems very much."
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