Lin Fan looked indifferent: "No matter who he is, we will encounter him sooner or later. Start early and finish work early."
"It's not as simple as you think."
Ning Qingxuan's face looked a little solemn: "This Tan Tan was the third place in the martial arts competition last year. He is only in his early thirties this year."
"Last year's number one is over thirty-five years old and is not eligible to compete."
"The second place did not come back from abroad and chose to abstain."
"In other words, Tan Tan is a strong candidate to win the top spot this year!"
Lin Fan touched his chin: "It sounds like this guy is quite powerful."
"so……"
Ning Qingxuan sighed slightly: "If you really can't beat me then, just choose to admit defeat and don't show off."
Ning Qingxuan had no choice but to use the marriage certificate to blackmail Lin Fan for help.
But she is not a hard-hearted person, and of course she will not let Lin Fan die in vain.
Lin Fan grinned: "Don't worry, I'm sensible, young master, just prepare the marriage document."
The two people were talking, and the loud voice from the speaker spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.
"The Tianyuan Martial Arts Conference has officially begun!"
"The first round of elimination has begun. Please invite the warrior whose name is called to come on stage."
"Wang Meng versus Chen Zhong!"
As soon as the words fell, the two men in training uniforms immediately stood up and walked onto the ring.
Lin Fan asked in a low voice: "Approximately how many people are participating in the competition?"
"Forty or fifty, soon."
As soon as Ning Qingxuan finished speaking, there was a loud bang on the stage.
I saw one of the men had fallen to the ground.
The person who was standing stepped on the other person's head mercilessly!
Lin Fan was shocked: "That's okay, no one will care?"
"As long as it's life-threatening, we generally won't stop it," Ning Qingxuan explained.
Soon, specialized medical staff came up and carried the man who fell to the ground away.
The winner stood on the stage proudly, with his fist raised high.
Twenty or thirty rounds may seem like a lot, but it actually doesn’t take much time.
Most of them are quick battles, and the battle is resolved in two or three minutes.
Occasionally, if there is an inseparable moment, it won't last more than ten minutes.
Just when everyone was about to fall asleep, the speaker sounded again: "Next stop, Tan Tan, to Lin Fan!"
Upon hearing these two names, everyone watching immediately became energetic.
Tan Tan is the favorite to win the championship this time!
Many spectators present came here for him.
There are even warriors from other cities who come specifically to observe and learn.
But when they heard Lin Fan's name, they all showed puzzled expressions.
"Who is this guy?"
"I've never heard of it. There was no such person in the martial arts conference a few years ago!"
"No matter who he is, he is definitely no match for Master Tan!"
Amidst the chattering discussion, Tan Tan stood up.
He smiled slightly, tapped his toes, and his whole body was like a crane, flying nimbly into the air.
There is a distance of more than ten meters from the seats to the ring.
But for Tan Tan, he didn't even need to borrow help.
I saw him floating down, standing impartially in the middle of the ring.
The appearance of this hand instantly ignited the whole audience!
"You are worthy of being Tianyuan's number one leg. This ease and control are far beyond those of your peers!"
"Yes, I feel that he is much better than last year. I am afraid that he must be the champion!"
When Tan Tan stood still, everyone's eyes began to search everywhere.
They want to know who is this unlucky guy named Lin Fan?
Time passed by minute by minute, but no one came on stage.
In the audience, discussions have already started.
"Did this guy wet his pants because of fear?"
"If it were me, I would just abstain from voting. That's Tan Tan. Isn't it just asking for death?"
At this moment, in a perfect position in the auditorium.
Tang Sheng was sitting next to Tang Zongliang, also looking for Lin Fan with his head raised.
Looking at his son's appearance, Tang Zongliang frowned slightly: "Calm down, I see you panicked when you encountered the Ning family."
"Dad, that kid is Lin Fan. He was the one who defeated Uncle Tian in the first place!"
After meeting Lin Fan at the door, Tang Sheng felt more and more familiar with him the more he thought about it.
It seemed like he had just heard this name some time ago.
After being reminded by a senior brother with a good memory, Tang Sheng immediately remembered it.
The person who defeated Tian Chuncheng a few days ago was also called Lin Fan!
Tang Sheng immediately sent someone to secretly take a photo of Lin Fan and sent it to Tian Chuncheng.
Soon, Tian Chuncheng replied: It's him!
At this time, Tang Sheng couldn't sit still.
Anyone who can defeat Tian Chuncheng is at least a master of internal strength.
This shook his confidence that he would win.
This is a major matter related to his marriage to Ning Qingxuan. No mistakes are allowed!
Tang Zongliang knew his son's worries, and he said disdainfully: "Tian Chun was originally at the bottom of the inner strength realm, and he has been drained of his body by drinking and sex over the years."
"What's the point of defeating him?"
Tang Sheng's face was tangled: "But..."
"Okay," Tang Zongliang waved his hand, "Do you know who Lin Fan's opponent is?"
Tang Sheng pursed his lips: "Tan Tan, isn't that the one standing on the stage?"
"Do you think there are such coincidences in the world?"
Hearing this, Tang Sheng's eyes lit up: "Dad, could this be you..."
"Father promised you that if you marry Ning Qingxuan, you will definitely do it!"
Tang Zongliang smiled slightly: "You know Tan Tan's strength very well, how about beating Tian Chuncheng?"
"Ten Uncle Tians can't beat Tan Tan."
Tang Zong nodded his head: "So don't worry, no matter how powerful Lin Fan is, he is no match for Tan Tan."
After hearing this, Tang Sheng finally felt relieved and showed a proud smile.
It's just a pity that he can't do it himself now and beat Lin Fan into a cripple!
A sinister flash suddenly flashed in Tang Sheng's eyes: "Dad, where will the people who will be injured and end up be arranged?"
"It's all arranged..." Tang Zongliang realized something was wrong, "What do you want to do?"
Tang Sheng's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If you dare to snatch Qingxuan from me, I'll talk to him later!"
"It's in the infirmary behind the ring. I'm telling you, don't mess with me." Tang Zongliang frowned.
Tang Sheng sneered and said, "Don't worry, Dad, no one will be killed."
Knowing that his son was sensible, Tang Zongliang said nothing more.
As for Lin Fan being missing arms and legs, it would be nothing but a trivial matter to him.
Lin Fan has been slow to come on stage. Some people ridiculed him, while others were disdainful.
But the one who is most anxious is Ning Qingxuan.
Just now, she had noticed something was wrong.
Lin Fan's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his body began to sway slightly.
He was about to go on stage, but he showed no sign of wanting to wake up.
As early as a few minutes ago, Ning Qingxuan's delicate hands were placed on Lin Fan's waist.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard she pinched him, Lin Fan just closed his eyes tightly, as if he were dead.
Ning Qingxuan was a little anxious: "Lin Fan? Lin Fan?"