The spiritual body dispersed, and the person sitting cross-legged on the spot was already Jiang Fan's true form.
Hearing his words, Feng Yi looked at him fiercely: "Jiang Fan, do you think this is still a few years ago? There is no spirit clan here to protect you. If it weren't for Young Master Jin, you would have found a corpse."
Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Fan, wanting to see what Jiang Fan, who had been sitting cross-legged and practicing for several days, was going to do.
At this time, I saw him slowly stand up and step out of the formation.
He first nodded to Jin Xian to express his gratitude, and then turned to Feng Yi.
Then he walked step by step in the direction of Feng Yi, with a smile on his lips and not nervous at all.
Feng Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Jiang Fan who was gradually approaching: "What are you going to do? If you want to die, I will help you. Master Jin Shaomen shouldn't blame me now, right?"
At this time, Jiang Fan suddenly stepped forward and grabbed the opponent's collar. Feng Yi stood firm on his feet and opened Jiang Fan's arm with his hands.
However, he found that as if he had been hit by a spiritual treasure, Jiang Fan did not move at all and instead lifted it up.
"It's a small place here, don't hurt others, let's go up there and have some fun."
As soon as this was said, everyone couldn't believe it.
I saw Jiang Fan rising into the air, carrying Feng Yi and flying directly towards the arena.
This behavior was completely unexpected.
Wang Yan's eyes twitched as he looked at the two people flying over, a little confused.
Jin Xian came back to his senses and then said: "Brother Jiang, no, that is the Supreme Platform. Only those who want to compete for the position of Young Supreme can climb on it. Whoever climbs on it will have to fight Brother Wang and cannot give in."
Unfortunately, Jiang Fan seemed not to hear it and continued flying towards the ring.
Feng Yi was shocked when he saw Jiang Fan's actions. He tried to break away, but unfortunately Jiang Fan's power was completely superior to him, and no matter how he resisted, it had no effect.
Only then did he realize that Jiang Fan's realm was definitely not what he saw before his eyes. This power alone was far beyond what a monk in the fate-changing realm could possess.
Before he could react, Jiang Fan directly threw him towards the ring.
Feng Yi couldn't resist anymore and said directly: "Brother Wang, I don't mean to offend, I admit defeat!"
Wang Yan fired a burst of spiritual power to directly stop Feng Yi, helped him adjust his body shape, and landed close to the ring without getting on the competition stage.
Jiang Fan looked at Feng Yi mockingly: "How great were you just now? Is this your ability? Don't come out and embarrass yourself in the future."
Feng Yi was sweating all over his body and scolded Jiang Fan angrily: "Asshole! Who do you think you are! This is the Supreme Peak. If you act wild here, you don't take the geniuses in the world seriously."
Jiang Fan tilted his head: "Are you still criticizing me? I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. I hope you still have the courage to come to me for trouble in the future. No one will save your life next time."
Having said this, Jiang Fan ignored Feng Yi and looked at Wang Yan.
"There are still a few months left, and all the so-called geniuses and ghosts of all races will be cowering in the crowd and not daring to take action. They don't even have the heart to compete! But at this time, how can I, the human race, not join in the fun? I also like this young man's supreme position.
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After saying that, he flew directly to the ring and finally landed directly in the ring.
He could feel that there was a formation covering the arena, and it was this formation that protected the monks who were watching the fun from being affected by the residual power.
However, everyone was dumbfounded at this time and couldn't believe that Jiang Fan actually entered the ring. Speaking of his level alone, he was definitely the one with the lowest level in the ring in more than a year.
"Change your fate eight times! Is this Jiang Fan here to die?"
"The clown? Is he here to gain a sense of presence? Doesn't he know that this arena is also a battle of life and death, and he will lose his life if he is not careful?"
At this time, Wang Yan looked at Jiang Fan and took a look: "Human, Brother Jin wants to make friends with you. I won't hurt you seriously here. You should admit defeat and leave now. I won't embarrass you."
Jiang Fan smiled: "I said, I also like this position of supremacy, and I will never give in."
Qiqi looked at Jiang Fan's tall figure with a bit of excitement in her eyes. She touched Han Ye with her hand and said, "Do you know why Jiang Fan affects so many people? It's this momentum, no matter what he does.
No matter what the situation, he maintains this momentum. He can stand up to the top without changing his composure. He is not afraid to compete with masters and continues to grow under pressure. This is also the most precious blood power of the human race. It is a pity that no human race can be ignited.
How much. And Jiang Fan is the spark that can start a prairie fire."
Looking at Jiang Fan's figure, Han Ye felt his blood boiling for a moment, and his voice trembled: "I see him as a scorching sun, but where are the sparks?"
As Jiang Fan finished speaking, Wang Yan's breath exploded, directly pressing against Jiang Fan with the power of his blood.
What responded to him was also the power of his bloodline. Jiang Fan's bloodline power was even greater than his, but it didn't reach the level of suppression.
Wang Yan's bloodline is already comparable to that of the royal family, and he has obviously had adventures that truly improved his life level.
Then the momentum exploded, and the dust was disgusted at his feet. The huge spiritual power swept directly towards Jiang Fan. He wanted to use this method to make Jiang Fan retreat. After all, Jin Xian just said clearly that he wanted to make friends with Jiang Fan. Wang Yan also wanted to
Just to save face, after all, there are not many opportunities to make Jin Xian owe favors.
At this time, Jiang Fan's spiritual power was also released, his powerful fighting spirit erupted, and his aura continued to rise.
The breath instantly stepped into the realm of the divine platform, and then continued to climb, and then climbed again.
Although there was a large formation separating them, the monks outside could clearly sense how powerful the auras emanating from the two of them were.
Wang Yan is now on the sixth level of the divine platform, and his aura is super strong, far superior to most of the monks of his generation.
But what makes people even more unexpected is that Jiang Fan's aura is not much weaker than Wang Yan's. The two auras are competing in the ring, and the white clouds in the sky are constantly rolling, as if there is a boundary, which is where the two auras collide.
caused.
Wang Yan was a little surprised at this: "Okay! Finally, someone who can fight is here. Don't hide your realm, let me see your real realm. But no matter what, I will remember you today, human Jiang Fan."
"Hidden realm? I haven't thought about this kind of thing. Stop talking nonsense. I also fought a battle after I came out of seclusion, but it was not a happy one. I hope you are not just an illusion."
After saying that, Jiang Fan's body burst into dazzling golden flames, which were none other than Fentian Fire.
Jiang Fan was like a scorching sun at this time, the ground around him was scorched black, and the temperature around him also increased rapidly, making people feel the terrifying heat.
Wang Yan is not nervous. Since he dares to set up this arena to compete for the supreme position, it is enough to prove his absolute confidence in his own fighting power.
In other words, he is absolutely confident in himself.
I saw a cyclone appearing around him, covering him directly in it, cutting off the hot atmosphere.
The two of them took action almost at the same time, and the huge flame turned into a huge wave of flames and rushed directly towards Wang Yan, as if it was the end of the world.
Just as the flames were about to engulf Wang Yan, he saw the light of three swords piercing the Fentian Fire. In just a moment, a figure flew out from it, and it was Wang Yan.
He was extremely fast, and in this way he defused Fen Tianhuo's attack and rushed directly towards Jiang Fan.
"Well done!"
The two came into contact instantly. Jiang Fan's body was glowing with golden light, and he used the Five Elements Technique and Wushuang Body to meet him at the same time.
Jiang Fan's momentum is unstoppable and he will never retreat.
"Shenjin!"
As Wang Yan shouted, his arm was covered with a special layer of spiritual power, as if it had turned into armor and gloves, and his strength continued to increase.
"Release force!"
Jiang Fan was completely acting on instinct, and his body began to shake rapidly.
Wang Yan's confident blow instantly hit Jiang Fan's physical body, and the next moment he felt his power disappear rapidly, causing almost no great damage to Jiang Fan's physical body.
But those with sharp eyes can see that the ring under Jiang Fan's feet is constantly cracking. It is the power that Jiang Fan has removed, completely transferred to the ground. And the remaining destructive power is not enough to deal with Jiang Fan's
Physical damage.
Jiang Fan didn't stop and punched directly, hitting the opponent's chin directly.
The Great Five Elements Technique continuously strengthened Jiang Fan's body, and this punch was full of power, almost Jiang Fan's full blow.
Because the distance was too close, Wang Yan wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He could only use his arms to resist Jiang Fan's attack, and used his strength to fight against Jiang Fan.
Bang——
With an explosion, Wang Yan flew backwards, and the armor-like aura on his arms was shattered. He stumbled a few times before he stabilized his body, and he couldn't believe it.
Outside the ring, the monks took a deep breath. They did not expect that things would develop like this.
In their opinion, Wang Yan was at a disadvantage in this encounter. This was the first time in more than a year that this was the case, which was enough to prove Jiang Fan's strength.
But Wang Yan didn't take it seriously and rushed towards Jiang Fan again, fighting with Jiang Fan.
Jiang Fan didn't care at all about the physical fight. He was quite confident in his physical body, and Wang Yan was not weak either. The two of them were punching and kicking each other directly, and it was said that the punches were to the flesh.
But the aftermath of the constant collisions hit the formations beside the ring, and at the same time shocked the hearts of the onlookers, making them grin from ear to ear in surprise.
"So...so strong!"
"It's too powerful. This Jiang Fan is really too powerful. His realm aura is not disordered. It seems that he really only has the fate-changing realm. I didn't expect that a monk in the fate-changing realm can be so powerful."
"What is this? Don't underestimate him too much. He was able to defeat the monk who changed his life nine times in the life-taking realm. He is a genius who defies heaven, but he is very young and no one takes him seriously.
It's just a matter of fact, and I think it will take a long time for him to rise. He has only been practicing for more than thirty years now, and to all races, he is still just a little guy."
Jincheng looked at Jiang Fan on the ring, his voice trembling. It was obvious that even he was shocked by Jiang Fan's fighting prowess.
"If he wins! In seventy years, no one among all races will dare to challenge the supreme position again! What kind of adventure has he had? It actually made him rise rapidly in a short period of time? Is it really the help of the gods?
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Hearing this, people had no doubts. What he said was very sincere, and it was similar to what they thought. If Jiang Fan really wins, it will definitely be a miracle and will create a myth.