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Chapter 1247 Champion!

Give up!

The whole place was in an uproar.

This scene turned around so fast that many people didn't even react when they saw Nangong Wuxiu knocking his head heavily on the ground and saying word by word: "I admit defeat."

After saying this, Nangong Wuxiu seemed to have exhausted all his strength, his body went limp, and he fell directly onto the ring, unconscious.

"it's over."

Lu Fan's aura gradually subsided: "Can you give me a judgment result?"

it's over.

These three words were like a loud slap on the faces of Cao, Mo, and Luo. It also made all the family heads who wrote invitations to Lu Fan and then tore them into pieces feel their cheeks.

Burning pain.

"Master Zhang, what are you doing?"

From the corner of her eye, Lu Wushuang caught sight of the head of the Zhang family moving cautiously, bending down and reaching out to pick up the invitation that had just been crumpled into a ball and thrown aside. When he unfolded it carefully, he couldn't help but sneered coldly.

The head of the Zhang family's face froze, and he said with some embarrassment: "Haha, it's nothing. I accidentally threw it away just now. I don't know which bastard got it for me. When I find who it is, I'll see if I don't break his hand."

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Lu Wushuang's eyes flashed with a hint of contempt, but they were not as experienced as him. His beautiful eyes flickered towards the ancient martial arts arena. Like the tens of thousands of people present, they were quietly waiting for the elder of the Dragon Slaying Society to announce the final result.

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Old Man Xuanyuan stood up slowly, and the members of the Dragon Slaying Club sitting behind him, as well as the jury, also stood up.

Tens of thousands of people stood up at the same time.

"I declare."

Elder Xuanyuan's voice was clear and resonant: "The final champion of this Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition is Lu Fan, the second son of the Lu family from Shangjing!"

"Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi."

"The world's martial arts will be carried on your shoulders by people like you, supporting the new hope for the future of Chinese martial arts."

"Little friend Lu Fan, if you haven't come on stage to receive the award yet, when will you wait?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Lu Fan slowly walked down the ancient martial arts arena and walked up to the high platform.

Everyone looked over at the same time.

Envy, jealousy, resentment, resentment, unwillingness...

All kinds of complicated expressions were all focused on Lu Fan.

"Why the second son of the Lu family?"

Lu Wushuang's beautiful eyes flashed with confusion. She knew about the relationship between Lu Fan and the Lu family, and she also knew that Lu Fan was extremely sensitive about it and would never mention it in front of outsiders.

But Old Man Xuanyuan clearly added the word "Lu Family" in front of Lu Fan's name on purpose.


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