The old man with a weak expression could not help but feel moved on his face. A look of surprise appeared in his eyes. He saw it very clearly. First of all, Zhang Fan's speed of drawing the sword and his skillful control in time.
Perhaps this was the only person who surprised him in the morning.
Seeing Zhang Fan's extremely calm expression, he is obviously a very confident person. If he can show such a person, the first thing he needs to do is calmness. If he is not surprised, Zhang Fan obviously did it.
"This match won 317!" The old man didn't say anything nonsense and spoke directly.
As the old man's voice rose, the people present also reflected, and this is the end? A strange look appeared at the same time. The two of them probably created a record at the same time, one was the record of losing quickly, and the other was the winner.
Fast records are basically two extremes.
The man who was confronting Zhang Fan's face turned red at this time. It was obvious that this result was not something he could bear, but what could he do when the old man's verdict was made?
"sulfuric acid!"
At this moment, the cold breath left was accompanied by the sound of the sword and the scabbard rubbing.
The man widened his eyes. Zhang Fan was so fast. At this time, he at least felt some self-comfort and felt that his loss did not seem to be particularly wronged.
Zhang Fan jumped off the stage and did not stop for much. He walked directly towards the No. 6 battle platform, because he knew that after experiencing this battle, even if it was his turn, he would go in the afternoon even if it was his turn.
When he arrived at the No. 6 Battle Stage, he found that the competition was on the battlefield, and the protagonist of the game was Ouyang Xianer and she were on the same stage as a man.
At this time, the man looked at Ouyang Xian'er with his eyes shining, and he was always close to Ouyang Xian'er, as if he wanted to take advantage of Ouyang Xian'er.
There was a purple light floating on Ouyang Xian'er's body, and she could always dodge at critical moments. At this time, Zhang Fan's eyes were a little worried. Ouyang Xian'er's strength was indeed very strong, but she lacked the experience in combat.
However, the battlefield is also an opportunity for Ouyang Xianer to increase her experience. With the victory after victory, she will become more mature.
Ouyang Xian'er did not use any weapons, and her body was waving purple light. When the battle platform was floating, she looked like a fairy. And at this time, she was a fairy, with a little cold face because she was angry, even more
Like it.
"Hey!" A sneering voice sounded, and the man who was fighting with Ouyang Xian'er added to the moment his body approached Ouyang Xian'er, and his body suddenly accelerated, spread his right hand and grabbed Ouyang Xian'er's body.
past.
Perhaps in the eyes of men, Ouyang Xian'er is not powerful, at most she is just a beautiful girl with slightly outstanding strength.
Looking at the man's movements, Zhang Fan, who was standing in the audience, had a cold feeling on his face. If the man really touched Ouyang Xian'er, he would cut off the man's hand when he came down.
Ouyang Xian'er looked at the man who was racing up and quickly took a step back, and a dazzling purple light burst out instantly.
"Phantom Butterfly!"
An extremely beautiful voice sounded, and the purple light floating on Ouyang Xian'er's body trembled instantly. In almost a short second, more than a dozen purple butterflies surrounded each other instantly, giving people a beautiful feeling, extremely
Beautiful.
The moment the purple butterfly appeared, he danced directly, as if he was dancing without any danger.
Obviously, the man didn't care at all. It was obvious that he didn't take this attack seriously, but even though he didn't take it seriously, the purple butterfly might have a certain impact on his speed, so the energy is also in his
My body became restless.
The purple light danced gracefully, which looked very slow, but in Zhang Fan's opinion, it was very fast. In almost a short time, it arrived in front of the man.
With a cold snorted, the man's right hand was claw-shaped. When he grabbed it, the surging force also erupted.
At this time, Zidie's body trembled, and there was a feeling of swaying with the wind. In the moment of swaying, he just dodged. If he was dancing beautifully just now, then he has completely transformed into a galloping
Flying, there is a hidden murderous intent.
Because while Zidie dodged, her speed suddenly became very fast.
"Touch!" The man had no time to react at all. The purple light burst out instantly when the purple butterfly collided, like a blooming firework, looking even more beautiful.
The man's body shook slightly, and an expression of incredible expression appeared on his face. Then another rushed towards him. With the shock of energy, the man's divine body instantly retreated, but Zidie basically had the man's
The speed was equivalent. At the moment the man retreated, one Zi Zi Butterfly came one by one.
Zhang Fan's eyes were a little surprised at this time. The purple butterfly's state seemed to be not the speed of Ouyang Xian'er's deliberate blessing, but was followed by the airflow generated by the man's body movements.
The expression changed slightly, no wonder, when the man went to catch the purple butterfly, the purple butterfly swayed and dodged, because the airflow generated when the man grabbed it directly made the purple butterfly dodge at the most reasonable and best time.
In the past, and at the moment when he was stagnant, the airflow formed a cyclonic , so it hit again.
It's like a person galloping in a place full of feathers. The airflow you walk along the way will make all feathers fly. When you leave the place of feathers, your back will be covered with a lot.
If we calculate this, this soul skill will definitely be strong. Ouyang Xian'er's strength is not particularly high now. So what if we reach a higher level? This martial art will become more and more terrifying and more powerful.
And this technique may become a difficult martial art. Unless you are stronger, you can use the strong energy to completely guide it out, or move your body slightly to stimulate the airflow around you, otherwise the waiting one will be Zi
Butterflies hit again and again.
"bump!"
While Zhang Fan was stunned and thinking, a low voice sounded. Looking up, there was a purple light, and the man's body flew backwards to the battlefield. When the crowd was surging, he fell heavily to the ground.
A little pale and almost fainted in an instant?
This is enough to prove that the impact force of Zi Zi Butterfly guided by Ouyang Xian'er is still extremely strong.
After the man fainted, two friends, who might be men, walked up and quickly helped him up quickly and walked out quickly.
The old man sitting in the dead corner of the battle stage was also a little surprised. It was obvious that he had seen something. As for surprise, it was not just a trait, but a surprise that there was such a wonderful technique? Soul skills
?
However, the old man's reaction was quite fast. He distinguished the two numbers and directly judged Ouyang Xian'er's victory. After doing these, the old man also stood up and collected the winning numbers and the numbers left by the box respectively.
He got up, and aging voice sounded: "The morning competition ends here and it will continue in the afternoon. Students who did not participate arrived earlier!"
After the words came to an end, the old man couldn't help but look at the figure running down quickly again, and then he walked outside with his sleeves.
"Young Master!" A beautiful voice sounded. In the envy of countless people, Ouyang Xian'er quickly ran to Zhang Fan, with a look of joy on her face, which formed a contrast with her performance on the battlefield, giving people a look of joy.
The feeling seems to be a bit unreal.
"It's good!" Zhang Fan's face also showed a smile as he breathed the faint fragrance coming from Ouyang Xian'er's body.
Listening to Zhang Fan's praise, Ouyang Xian'er's moving eyes were slightly bent, like a cute crescent moon, extremely beautiful.
"The competition is over now and it will only start in the afternoon. Let's go back first!" Zhang Fan said.
"Yeah!" Ouyang Xian'er nodded slightly and followed Zhang Fan toward the envious eyes of many people.
They did not go to the cafeteria, but came to Cao Lao's place. Ouyang Xian'er cooked some in person. After eating, when the two of them were resting, Zhang Fan couldn't help but look at Ouyang Xian'er and asked, "Xian'er, you
Did you understand that soul skill yourself?"
Ouyang Xian'er shook her head gently and said, "I don't know what's going on, it will jump out by itself."
Zhang Fan's eyes were a little surprised, but thinking about it, it might be very difficult to comprehend this soul skill, right? But what happened to jump out directly? If there is still a chance, you can ask Mr. Cao and others.
After the two of them rested for a while, they walked outside.
When I arrived at the battle venue, there were still many people coming early and even more than in the morning. In other words, there should be more people watching, and there should be many old students here, right?
As it was about to begin, Ouyang Xian'er walked towards the No. 6 battle platform. After watching Ouyang Xian'er leave, Tongfa's eyes also fell on the platform. As time went by, the person in charge of No. 3 battle platform
The instructor also came over and sat down, and directly selected the numbers. With the two men taking the stage again, the battle began again.
After the afternoon, Zhang Fan failed to play, but half of the game was eliminated in one day. After all, he entered the next round of competition.
The new round may be even more intense, right? When Zhang Fan took Ouyang Xian'er away, he also thought about it secretly. After watching it for a day, he had to admit that there were also a few excellent ones in it, but he
I didn't care at all, but since he chose here, it was only those who were not lucky. In the newcomer competition, he had to get the top three to advance! Because this is a greater possibility of entering the competition of old students
middle.
It’s not that he is so arrogant, but a testimony of his long-term hardship! Pride? He never is proud, because his master once said that people can have pride, but they must not be proud, otherwise they will be ruined!