Seeing that the situation was getting out of control, the law enforcement elder of the Dragon Slaying Society said calmly: "In the Shenglongbang Ancient Martial Arts Competition, there have always been defeats and deaths, but there has never been a situation of retreating from the battle."
"However, everyone who can participate in the competition and reach this point is the hope of the future of our country's martial arts."
"The important task of revitalizing the martial arts of China must still be borne by you."
"So, I emphasize once again, in the next game, it's time to stop."
"If anyone deliberately kills someone again, there will be no way for others to escape."
"I don't care what family you come from or what status you have, you will be punished as violating the rules."
"The game continues!"
The Dragon Slaying Association had spoken out, and those families that wanted to escape could only sit back in their seats and continue to participate in the competition.
Lu Fan's opponent in the second round was a beautiful girl grandmaster who had just entered the realm of grandmaster.
Two strands of true energy condensed in his body.
Wearing a long red dress, she looks dashing.
"Can we start?" Lu Fan asked with a smile.
"Ah, what's this, I won't fight you."
After thinking for a moment, the girl in the red dress shrugged and said: "The opponent you let go in the first round is my cousin. He is much better than me. He can't even catch your move, so I won't waste my time."
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"I surrender this battle."
The girl in the red dress looked calm and did not feel any embarrassment at all because she voluntarily abstained from voting.
Lu Fan easily gained another 2 points, and his current score reached 4 points.
"Damn, this bastard is so lucky. He picked up four points for nothing. It's an advantage for him!"
Seeing Lu Fan winning easily, Mo Yu said with vicious eyes.
"Haha, if you don't let him stand higher now, what if he falls and hurts even more later?"
At this moment, a young man appeared behind him and smiled lightly.
"Brother!"
When Mo Yu saw the person coming, he stood up excitedly and said, "Brother, soon you have to express this evil for your brother and the family. Beat this bastard to death!"
The person who came was none other than Mo Feiyu, a contemporary young master of the Mo family.
He has the same elegant appearance and temperament as Nangong Wuxiu. He wears a black robe, has a fair face and a gentle demeanor, giving people the impression of a humble scholar.
And many people know that Mo Feiyu's idol is Nangong Wuxiu.
His clothes, speech and demeanor are all imitating Mo Feiyu.
But those who know him well will never be deceived by his elegant appearance.
Because he has a terrifying nickname in martial arts: The Deadly Scholar!
Violence must be retaliated, and the methods are cruel and vicious!
Contrary to his elegant appearance, he has a vicious soul!
"Don't worry, no matter how he gets to the final game of the group stage, I will make him kneel at my feet like a dog, kowtow and beg for mercy."
Mo Feiyu looked coldly at Lu Fan, who had already taken the stage to participate in the third round of challenges, with a contemptuous and arrogant tone.
Round three.
Lu Fan's opponent turned out to be a fifth-generation member of the Song family.
A generation younger than him.
Call Song Yingyu cousin.
"Haha, I won't fight you. I heard my cousin said your name. If I break your hands and feet here, I'm afraid it won't be easy for me to explain to my cousin when I go back."
"Anyway, I just came here to have fun."
"No more fighting, I admit defeat."
The younger member of the Song family clasped his hands and fisted his fist, winked at Lu Fan with a smile, then turned and left.
Another 2 points were obtained, and Lu Fan now had 6 points.
There is no longer any suspense and we have to enter the final round of the group stage.
