The audience on the court was already impatient and rolled their eyes to Jingfeng Academy. If you don’t compare, don’t compare. Did your Academy say something and admit defeat?
As the host, the five-star old man naturally could not let the battle be in a cold situation. Besides, Wanyan Yi was aggressive and obviously did not want to wait for the people from Jingfeng Academy to come back. He felt that Liu Chen's breath was very terrifying.
But he didn't know that his opponent was not Liu Chen.
"Jingfeng Academy, please send someone to the competition." The five-star old man urged him. The Academy did not dare to neglect him and quickly replied: "Prince Xing please wait a moment. The person is already on the road, I believe he will arrive soon."
"We'll arrive soon? Haha, didn't you run away? How to arrive?" Wanyan Yi was unreasonable and did not give Jingfeng Academy any chance. His words were obviously arousing the five-star veteran and asked him to do it.
Issuing a ruling.
"Yes, yes, I have never heard of the beginning of the Sword Test Conference of the Academy, and there are still contestants on the road. Could it be that if he has been on the way for a day, do we have to wait?"
"Old Mr. Xing makes the judgment. Anyway, he is just a contestant from Jingfeng Academy. I believe that even if he loses it, it will not have much impact on Jingfeng Academy."
"Yes! Five university offices, what is a mere Dou Wang? Star Master, the competition process is important."
There was a commotion in the venue, and all the words were directed at Jingfeng Academy. One of the five university institutions has always been a high-ranking existence. Now that I am being caught, how can I not ridicule it?
The Jingfeng Academy’s Palm School will no longer say anything. In this case, all explanations are pale. Let’s just do it.
The five-star old man didn't say much anymore. He cleared his throat: "I announce, Wanyan Yi..."
Boom!
A huge explosion interrupted the five-star old announcement. In the field, two lights suddenly burst into flames and floated on the ring.
The light dissipated, revealing the figures of Liu Chen and Ling Fan. The sudden appearance naturally caused an uproar in the venue.
"Ling Fan of Jingfeng Academy."
Ling Fan scanned the stadium and calmly revealed his identity and name. He was the contestant this time.
"Master. You are here!"
Originally, Ling Fan's appearance was speechless enough, and many people were even unhappy, but just after he finished speaking, a sound from the crowd calmed down the field.
Master? Zhu Xiaomin's master? He is the one who is above the five-star old? God. Why is he a little brat?
Because there is a relationship between the five-star old, who dares to speak rudely? Isn’t this trouble with the five-star old? Although the five-star old has never cared about it and does not admit this at all, the seniority is really there.
Ling Fan's appearance not only touched the nerves of the insiders of this stadium, but also touched the nerves of some people outside the stadium, such as Wan Lin and Gongsun Yuhui somewhere, and Xing Haiyi and Wei Zhuo in Malihe.
There are also Xingyue Ruohan and Yaoxiang Princess above the imperial capital.
"Ling Fan? Could it be him? No, so young. How could it be him, and he is also the King of Dou..." Princess Yaoxiang shook her head, but found that Xingyue Ruohan beside her was biting her teeth and delicate body.
They all started to tremble.
"Fifth Sister, what's wrong with you? You won't be sick, are you?" Princess Yaoxiang touched Xingyue Ruohan's forehead and said with concern.
"No, it's okay..." Xingyue Ruohan stared at Ling Fan in the light curtain, and finally sighed and said nothing.
The five-star old face was slightly strange. He looked at the young man who suddenly appeared and didn't know what to say for a moment! He could feel Ling Fan's strength, it didn't matter, it was just the identity of the master...
"Ahem, since everyone has arrived, let's start the competition."
With Wanyan Yi's unkind and cold gaze, Ling Fan and him entered the ring at the same time. As for Liu Chen, he naturally sat back in his position and finally watched the game relaxed.
"What? Is it fun?"
"It's great, of course it's great. My brother is back, how can he be unhappy?"
"It's great? I'm not happy. Do you know how bad the impact you have brought about? Tell you, if you can't get the top five, I'll see how I deal with you!"
"Top five? Forget it, my brother will win the first place."
The Palm Courtyard glared at Liu Chen fiercely, but when he saw Liu Chen's strength at the level of King Dou, his expression was still a little better. Liu Chen valued this person so much, and he could not say that he really had any skills.
"Boy, why are you doing this? You may have to suffer less when you come later." Wanyan Yi's fighting spirit flashed wildly, and his powerful aura enveloped Ling Fan, and his lips curled up and mocked him.
Ling Fan tilted his head and glanced at Wanyan Yi. He was just a yellow-level king of Dou Dou. Why is he so arrogant? Judging from his appearance, he should have wanted to stimulate himself with words, but unfortunately he was wrong. Is this stimulation useful?
Ling Fan didn't say anything, and took a step forward, with sword energy lingering around him. The sound was not loud, but the aura was so cold that it was suffocating. He stepped forward step by step, without any rush or slowness, staring at Wanyan coldly with his eyes
wing.
He seemed not to be here for the competition. He seemed to have some deep hatred with Wanyan Yi, and he wanted to crush him to ashes!
That illusion made Wanyan Yi slightly stunned. It seemed that he had met Ling Fan for the first time? How could he have such hatred?
Hatred? Of course not, it was just that the battles that Ling Fan had been fighting were almost all life and death. He didn't know how to compete. He only knew that since he was going to fight, he would do his best.
"Don't come over!" As Ling Fan's increasingly fierce momentum, Wanyan Yi felt as if he was being targeted by a fierce monster. He immediately broke out such a stupid sentence.
This is a game, don't come over? Are you staring at me?
Ling Fan ignored him, and he continued to step forward step by step. Every step he took, the pressure like a mountain would be lifted up exponentially, and the super strong sword energy was also soaring.
"Oh?" Outside the battlefield, the five-star old eyebrows moved, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. As for the others, they were curious why they hadn't seen the battle for so long, nor did they hear the sound of the battle. The light curtain was there.
There is only one figure retreating, and one figure moving forward. What is this? Is the cat catching a mouse?
They didn't know why Wanyan Yi retreated, nor did they know why Ling Fan moved forward so slowly. They didn't care about these things. What they cared about was the result of the game, so it's over quickly.
In the ring, Ling Fan's momentum was still soaring, while Wanyan Yi's momentum was getting weaker and weaker, and the strength at the beginning was no longer there.
King Dou is King Dou, so he calmed down. Since Ling Fan's momentum became stronger and stronger every step forward, let me take the initiative to attack and stop him from becoming stronger.
Thinking of this, Wanyan Yi flipped his hands and took out a hideous sword with gears. The fighting spirit condensed. Under the action of the fighting spirit, the gear seemed to rotate wildly, "whimpering" and roaring.
"Die!" Wanyan Yi held a big knife in his hand and walked vigorously. His sword skills were wise and magical. When he danced, his surroundings seemed to be covered by sword shadows, and his vision passed by, like a knife but not a knife.
That's because Ling Fan was shrouded in Wanyan Yi's domain, but how did Ling Fan move merely? He just activated the blood of the Tyrannosaurus, and the power of the domain was ineffective on him, and his momentum soared to a higher level.
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When Wanyan Yi approached, Ling Fan's originally slow pace suddenly moved, and the wind-chasing seal under his feet opened, and his body passed by Wanyan Yi.
Ten feet away, the two stood still, Ling Fan pinched the sword with both fingers, and his expression was calm. Wanyan Yi held the knife with both hands, and his protruding eyes showed that he was in a state of shock.
Ling Fan slowly stood upright without looking back and headed towards the outsider. His unprepared back seemed to have no enemies behind him, just that.
Puff puff puff puff...
Ling Fan took five steps, and then a series of sounds came from him. More than a dozen blood lines burst out from Wanyan Yi's body. Wanyan Yi's body was unstable, and only three words were thrown out when he fell down: "
impossible……"
After the sound came, Wanyan Yi had already fainted, and Ling Fan did not look back and flew out of the ring lightly and floated beside the five-star old man.
The audience didn't know what was going on. They only heard a collision sound. Why did Ling Fan fly out? Did he automatically admit defeat? Or was Wanyan Yi on the ring already...
"Ling Fansheng of Jingfeng Academy!" The five-star old man announced the result, then waved his hand and Wanyan Yi, who was covered in blood, flew out.
"Brother." With a long roar, a man flew out of Lu Qiguo and took Wanyan Yi back.
There was a sound of gasping in the field. Everyone saw Wanyan Yi's miserable situation, and also saw the boy who was floating in the void, who looked ordinary but started so ruthlessly.
Everyone didn't know what kind of battle had just happened and how he won?
Ling Fan did not explain. He was about to return to the seat of Jingfeng Academy, but at this moment, he frowned and turned his head to look at the void not far away. Before him, the five-star old man had already looked there.
Rumble!
Wherever the sight was, the void suddenly twisted and the harsh explosion showed that someone had torn the space there! When the space was twisting, an extremely noble aura suddenly enveloped the whole audience, and the noble aura was so noble that it was
It was smacking, and it was extremely hot and powerful, and even had a faint evil.
"This breath..." Ling Fan narrowed his eyes. No matter how noisy the field was, his eyes fell firmly in the twisted space.
Sighing...
With two domineering phoenix sounds, a dark golden light suddenly dropped from the twisted space. In the light, a pair of ** slowly floated out of the void.
The noble aura suddenly surged countless times in an instant. As the golden light floated down, a woman finally revealed.
The woman had long hair and a red battle robe. The battle robe was embroidered with noble phoenixes. The woman's aura fluctuated strongly, and her whole body and space were integrated, like a god, making people feel the urge to worship her.
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She is not someone else, she is the ace figure of Tianshan Academy, Ling Fan’s real goal this time, Ning Xin! (To be continued...)
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