Mo Yu's expression changed. He didn't expect that Lu Fan would reach this point and not know whether to live or die. He dared to humiliate himself in front of so many Mo family members!
But before he could speak, someone stood up first: "Lu Fan! Who do you think you are? Someone will skin you alive in a moment!"
"You are a prisoner, but you are only alive now because of your good luck. Now that the martial arts masters from our country are gathered together, any one of them can crush you to death with one finger. How do you get the confidence?!"
Those warriors who had been defeated by Lu Fan before were now filled with indignation and stood up to scold Lu Fan.
And many people also feel depressed. In this situation, they should take the initiative. Why are they still so angry at Lu Fan, a lowly prison slave?
In the final analysis, it is due to self-esteem. They are nobles in the ancient martial arts world. How can they tolerate being defeated at the hands of a despicable prison slave and being humiliated by him in every possible way?
"We don't even need to take action today. With so many powerful young masters here, they will definitely crush this trash who doesn't know the heights of the sky to death!"
"Here we come, I just saw a strong man from the Cao family's level appearing to sign up to beat Lu Fan to death in the palm of his hand!"
This news caused a great sensation when it was spread privately.
"Lu Fan, today you have become the public enemy of everyone. I wonder how you can still be arrogant in front of me."
Seeing Lu Fan being targeted by so many people, the ferocious look on Mo Yu's face also lightened a lot.
Instead, there was a kind of sneer and gloating.
"It seems that whether this little friend can participate in the ancient martial arts competition today is no longer something I can decide alone."
"Since the general trend is the general trend and what you all hope for, then I will follow the trend and grant this little friend the qualification to participate in today's ancient martial arts competition."
"According to the competition rules of the Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition, each of the ten major families recommends one of today's peerless talents. They will directly skip the audition stage and advance directly to the next round."
"All other young warriors participating will be divided into eight competition groups by drawing lots."
"The eight competition groups will go to the small arena corresponding to their respective group numbers to compete."
"The content of the competition is a duel in the form of a melee. In the end, only 40 people are left to advance to the next round and have the opportunity to compete with the geniuses of the top ten families."
"Conduct the second round of group battles."
"This is the rule, do you all understand it?"
Old man Xuanyuan calmly interrupted the fight.
"Understood." The entire spectator stand recalled the excited shouts.
All participating warriors are high in fighting spirit.
"Yes, being aggressive is the most basic quality a warrior should have."
Elder Xuanyuan waved his hand: "Give little friend Lu Fan a number plate."
"The game starts now."
Around the ancient martial arts arena, many young and outstanding dancers stood up and geared up, with excitement on their faces.
"You have been drawn to Arena No. 8, go up on your own."
Lu Fan was informed of the competition venue, nodded, and stepped forward.
"Brother Lu, please work harder and kill these idiots."
Wang Li's whole body was excited and trembling slightly.
He also got his number plate. What made him feel relieved was that he was drawn to the No. 6 ring, perfectly avoiding the first round of competition with Lu Fan.
Coach Lei's face was also full of expectations. He sat next to Lu Wushuang and said excitedly: "The warriors on the 8th stage are many young talents from powerful families. There are even some who are in their early 20s.
It can be said that a young and powerful person who has entered the realm of a grand master is in a great position. I really can't wait to see Brother Lu pass the test and fight his way through the ring."
Lu Wushuang said nothing, and looked at Lu Fan with a calm face as he slowly walked onto the ring.
"It's a pity that I couldn't participate in the first round of melee. Otherwise, I would have beaten this bastard Lu Fan to death in the ring within three moves. Let him know what the power of the Cao family is and cannot be insulted."
Cao Qitian, a powerful man at the level of the young master of the Cao family, had a vicious look in his eyes, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
