"Junior Brother Yue, is this fight a battle of life and death?" Ye Fan asked.
"Brother Ye, the God of War clan advocates killing. As long as you don't use sinister tactics and fight openly, it doesn't matter life or death." Yue Qixing said.
"Ah, very good!"
Ye Fan nodded slightly and showed a smile.
"Brother Ye is indeed confident, but even among these casual cultivators, there are many masters among them, not to mention the members of the major divine races in the future. Brother Ye, be careful."
"Don't worry, now that I'm here, I'm going to challenge for the highest honor!"
"good!"
Yue Qixing gave Ye Fan a thumbs up.
At this moment, the battle continued on the battlefield, but there was a huge gap in strength between them, which surprised Ye Fan.
"Is it time to fight for orders..."
At this moment, there is only one explanation that Ye Fan can think of, and that is that during the fight for orders, many people already knew the information about their opponents.
It can be seen that he is still lagging behind in this step. He just chose the last battle, but he doesn't know who his opponent is in the last battle.
"Brother Ye, when you fought for the order, what order did you get?" Yue Qixing asked.
"This order!" Ye Fan took it out.
"Um?"
After Yue Qixing saw the token, he was shocked and said: "This person is the strongest among the casual cultivators in this competition. Brother Ye, you are really..."
Yue Qixing couldn't laugh or cry. Is Ye Fan's point too good?
"Junior brother, what does this matter? Since I'm here, I want to get at least the top three. Wouldn't it be ridiculous if I can't even pass the level of casual cultivator?"
"Brother Ye doesn't know something. This person is called the Swordsman. Although he is a casual cultivator, his abilities are not inferior to those of the God Clan sects, and even surpass those of many God Clan sects. It is really surprising that you met him in the first round.
Easy to pass.”
"Seeing Junior Brother Yue praising this person so much, I really hope to meet him even more."
Ye Fan smiled slightly and continued to watch the competition.
Yue Qixing shook his head, seeming to be very afraid of this person.
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows. What kind of opponent could make a person like Yue Qixing fearful?
The battle went very quickly, because many people made some plans while fighting for orders.
Finally, Ye Fan is about to appear. This is the last battle between casual cultivators.
"Da da da!"
Ye Fan walked onto the battlefield, and everyone looked at the battlefield. They were all very unfamiliar with Ye Fan, and he was only in the realm of the second-level Immortal Lord, which immediately caused a roar of laughter.
"Hahaha, this guy is really good. He actually dares to fight for the last order. It's quite interesting!"
"Does he know who the opponent of the last order is? He has never seen this person before. He only has the cultivation level of the second level Immortal Lord. This is looking for death!"
"I looked at that person for a while, and he might have murderous intentions. For someone of his level to fight for the last command, this is contempt for him!"
Everyone was very unfavorable to Ye Fan, and even thought that he would die in that person's hands soon because his cultivation level was too low, which was a sign of contempt for the strong.
At this moment, not far from Ye Fan, a monk stepped onto the battlefield.
This person was wearing a hat made of woven reeds and a coir raincoat. He was dressed like a natural woodcutter. As soon as this person appeared on the stage, he attracted great attention from everyone.
"Here comes the swordsman!"
Everyone is looking forward to it. This person is an elite figure among the casual cultivators. He is the person who many casual cultivators have high hopes for. Everyone is waiting for him to reach the finals with the hope of the casual cultivators.
"I hope that this time, the swordsman will be gentler. This is a second-level little immortal. I really don't know how this kid got the imperial order. I doubt it!"
"Yes, it is logically impossible for a second-level Immortal Lord to obtain an imperial order."
"Needless to say, I'm just waiting to lead the swordsman to beat this kid. However, it's best to keep this kid alive. After all, his cultivation level is too low, so killing him is unjust!"
Everyone is teasing Ye Fan, thinking that he will lose, but leading the swordsman may save his life.
Below, Yue Qixing showed an interesting smile.
"Haha, Ye Fan, let me see what you are capable of this time!" Yue Qixing's eyes sparkled, as if he was waiting for a good show.
On the battlefield, the swordsman walked up, keeping his head lowered. No one could clearly see what his eyes were looking at.
Seeing someone dressed like this, Ye Fan found it interesting.
"Hey, swordsman, what do you mean by dressing like this? You don't look like a swordsman, but like a fisherman!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
"ah……"
Hearing this, everyone was shocked.
Everyone is saying that Ye Fan really doesn’t know how high the sky is and how he dares to say that he is a swordsman. This is simply asking for death.
This is a common attire for swordsmen, and many casual cultivators are very familiar with it. This is their style. Ye Fan's death-seeking behavior made many people shake their heads.
"This boy must die!"
Everyone was shouting, and some even opened the banker, betting on which round Ye Fan would die at the hands of the swordsman.
The most people bet on the first round, very few on the second round, and almost none on the third round.
"Da da da!"
At this time, a person came forward.
"Who is this?"
"My younger brother Yue Qixing wants to place a bet."
"Who are you betting on?"
"I bet on Ye Fan, in the third round..."
"Hahaha!"
Before Yue Qixing could finish speaking, everyone was laughing, even the person who opened the bank was laughing.
"Yue Qixing, you bet on him dying in the third round? What a fool. Ye Fan will die in the first round, so you should bet on the first round."
"Oh? Did you misunderstand something?" Yue Qixing said with a smile.
"What do you mean?" everyone asked.
"I bet that in the third round, the swordsman will die!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.
Yue Qixing actually bet on the strongest swordsman among casual cultivators. In the third round, he died!
Such bets immediately made many casual cultivators burst into laughter, and many even said that Yue Qixing was as stupid as Ye Fan.
"Since you want to bet, then go ahead and bet, we will all accompany you!"
Many people made special bets with Yue Qixing, betting on all kinds of treasures, geniuses and treasures, just to make Yue Qixing bankrupt.
However, Yue Qixing actually had a smile on his face and did not panic at all. This made many people puzzled. It was simply ridiculous to rely on a second-level Immortal Lord to kill a third-level Immortal Emperor.
Many people have even seen that although Ye Fan possesses divine power, human beings must have limited talents and it is impossible to defeat the swordsman.
At this time, on the battlefield, hearing Ye Fan's taunt, the swordsman did not react, like a shark silently under the water, waiting for his prey to come to him.
"You are very interesting!"
But at the end, he finally said something.
"No, you are much more interesting than me, so tell me your last words!"
