Chapter 136 The terrifying Yang Fan (Third update! Please vote for me and recommend me!)
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Wow...
"Ni Jianping! Yang Fan!"
"Li Yifeng! Li Yifeng! Li Yifeng..."
The area where the disciples of the Imperial New Talent Hall suddenly erupted into cheers like a mountain and a sea. The names of Ni Jianping and Yang Fan only appeared for a moment, and were completely covered by the name of Li Yifeng. Especially some female disciples, they screamed almost crazy. 's cry.
There is no way, although Ni Jianping and Yang Fan are amazingly powerful, compared to Li Yifeng, who is handsome and popular, their popularity in the Imperial New Talent Hall is much lower. Especially among female disciples, Li Yifeng is among many The Prince Charming in the eyes of female disciples.
The old man frowned slightly, and his sharp eyes immediately glanced at the area where the disciples of the Imperial New Talent Hall were. The powerful pressure immediately silenced everyone, and then he continued: "The fourth one, Minghao Minghao of the Daqian Kingdom, the ninth-grade Martial Emperor... …”
Although he knew it was not good to interrupt, the Daqian Kingdom area, which was sitting next to the Zhenyuan Kingdom, still burst into short cheers. Sitting directly in front, Yi Minghao, who was only a few meters away from Chen Hao and the others, looked matter-of-fact. Arrogant, he stood up and hugged the big shot of the Daqian Kingdom. Then, he looked at Chen Hao provocatively and sinisterly. Unfortunately, Chen Hao's expression did not change at all, and he did not look at him at all...
"Bah! You're so proud, you're just a seeded player, this idiot really thinks he's in the top five..." Dongfang Jun cursed instead, looking at Yi Minghao with a more arrogant and arrogant look on his face. .
"Fifth place, Tantai Lian of the Great Victory Kingdom, Ninth Grade Yi Emperor!"
The old man reported the name of the last seeded player. Hearing this name, Chen Hao couldn't help but look towards the area where cheers erupted. It was not because the opponent was a woman, but because this Tantailian was Huang Qi's emphasis. One of the masters who has ever threatened Chen Hao the most. The Ninth-Rank Intention Emperor, even an ordinary Ninth-Rank Intention Emperor, possesses extremely terrifying combat power. What's more, the opponent is only a nineteen-year-old super genius.
"Sure enough, she is a beauty...with Helian...ahem..." Dongfang Jun said with his eyes shining suddenly. He originally wanted to say that she was similar to Helian Maiko, but he stopped mid-sentence.
She is indeed a beauty. Her identity makes Tantailian look frail. Against the background of a pink dress, just like her name, she looks like a flower that emerged from the mud but is not stained, and is clean but not demonic. Lotus, with skin as good as snow and picturesque features. Such a delicate and weak woman, no one can associate her with a master. But her threat to Chen Hao was ranked fourth by Huang Qi. Among the three martial sects, even Yi Minghao surpassed them.
…
"The five seeded contestants will be divided into groups one to five according to the order just now. Please invite other participating disciples to come on stage to draw lots!"
At this moment, the old man announced loudly, and at the same time as he spoke, a referee appeared in the center of the ring carrying a huge black lottery box.
Whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, figures one after another rose into the sky and rushed to the ring, each with a solemn expression and a slight hint of nervousness.
"Queue up, come in order, draw well, and take your ticket to the referee's seat to register for the five categories." the old man reminded.
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"No... I'm in a group!"
"Fuck, group two..."
"Huh... not bad, four groups..."
After being drawn, some of the disciples were depressed and some were happy. Obviously, no one expected that the first three groups, three Martial Sect levels, and the most powerful Imperial Rookie Hall disciples, who would want to meet them?
From the mouths of many disciples, it can also be seen that everyone thinks of the fourth group and the fifth group, especially the fifth group.
That is a beautiful woman, the Ninth-grade Emperor Yi. Although she is also very strong, it is worth losing if she can compete with such a stunning beauty. And, more importantly, Tantai Xuan, a stunning beauty, has a very good reputation. In the Eight-Nation Qualifiers
, no one was killed, no one was seriously injured, the opponent was slightly injured to win, or the opponent gave up.
"Wow haha... Group five, Chen Hao, brother, I'm in group five... quack..." Dongfang Jun, who was the first to draw lots, shouted proudly and excitedly after seeing the group and number of the lot in his hand.
"Group Four..." Dongfang Jian then took out his own and said. As he said that, he also walked towards the registration office of Group Four.
Chen Hao looked calm and took out his own casually, but after taking a look, he was slightly stunned. Although he didn't care, he was so lucky, right?
"Isn't it?" Dongfang Jun and Dongfang Jian felt sad for Chen Hao at the same time when they saw Chen Hao walking towards a group with the lottery in hand.
Chen Hao is the most powerful and promising among the three. If he can reach the fourth or fifth group, Chen Hao has a 30% chance of winning even against Minghao and the beautiful woman. But against the second-grade martial arts master in the upper group, he has no chance of winning.
There is no chance of winning at all. In other words, the first place in the group must be Ni Jianping, and Chen Hao can only fight for second place. This is equivalent to losing half of the chance.
…
"The competition has officially begun. The No. 1 Empire rookie, Ni Jianping, and the No. 2 Wuxiang Kingdom, Li Guohao, are on the stage!" The referee's powerful voice echoed through the entire martial arts arena.
"I surrender!"
The disciple named Li Guohao, contrary to everyone's expectations, spoke loudly without taking the stage.
The referee directly announced that Ni Jianping had won the match and invited No. 1 Yang Fan and No. 2 of the second group to come on stage.
Number 2 is a ninth-level Martial Emperor from the province. Although he knew that the chance of victory was slim, he still bravely appeared. According to his understanding, Yang Fan was originally ranked last among the disciples of the five major halls of the empire. This time, because he was the first to be promoted to Martial Sect, he
He had just qualified as a seed player. But Yang Fan's ordinary appearance and ordinary aura made him feel no fear.
but……
When he saw Yang Fan on stage holding a sword with one hand, Li Yifeng, a handsome and majestic man, had a flash of pity in his eyes. Although Yang Fan was the chief of the White Tiger Hall and had shown great strength in the entire empire, he had never
Before the sword was drawn, the only one who truly understood Yang Fan was Li Yifeng.
Li Yifeng knew very well that the ninth-grade Martial Emperor would never be able to see the sun tomorrow...
The reason is simple. The group stage and the top ten ranking competition are both round-robin matches. The two with the highest group points will advance to the top ten from the group. The top five in the top ten duel points will be qualified to participate in the Hundred Dynasties Ranking. Kill
One person means that only you can get this person's points. Compared with the first test of the eight nations rookies, it is more cruel...
And now, Yang Fan appears on stage holding a sword, what does it mean?
He will draw his sword.
The sword will be stained with blood!
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"Wow...Senior Brother Yang Fan has a sword. I have never seen him use a sword before..."
"Senior Brother Yang Fan has always kept a low profile. He is ranked as the chief of the five halls and has never used a sword. I am afraid he is really serious this time!"
"It's strange, isn't Senior Brother Yang Fan good at fists and kicks? His sword is obviously not a spiritual weapon, otherwise why would he hold it on stage..."
"Who knows. Senior Brother Yang Fan must have a spiritual weapon. He is a disciple of the Yang family, the top family in the empire. Although he is not a direct descendant, the Yang family attaches great importance to him. How can he not have a spiritual weapon?"
…
Chen Hao's keen hearing caught the discussions of the disciples of the Imperial New Talent Hall, and his eyes shone with a glimmer of light as he stared at the ordinary boy who once smiled at him, feeling deep in his heart that this seemingly ordinary boy was by no means as simple as he appeared.
When things go awry, there must be a monster. Is he really so ordinary? Can he become a seeded player?
…
boom!
When both of them stepped onto the ring, bright lights suddenly shone from the edge of the ring, and in an instant, a transparent energy barrier appeared throughout the ring.
Chen Hao and other disciples who had never seen the world suddenly widened their eyes. Yang Fan and the young man were magnified several times in an instant, clearly appearing before their eyes.
"Game start!"
Bang bang!
Following the referee's order, the young man who was a ninth-level Martial Emperor suddenly stepped on his feet and swam as fast as lightning. The protective aura around his body was also raised to the extreme. Facing Yang Fan who was in the realm of Wuzong, this young man
It was obvious that he had to use a free-for-all approach and deliver a fatal blow at the right time. Only in this way could there be a glimmer of hope of victory.
On the other hand, Yang Fan, who had no expression, slowly shrank his eyes, and the sword in his hand trembled slightly. Then, his figure suddenly seemed to turn into a wisp of breeze and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Clang!
The sound of the sword being unsheathed was heard, and a cold light suddenly bloomed, like a bright firework. Chen Hao's eyes suddenly shrank, and he said in slight shock: "Awesome!"
At the same time, the indifferent expression of the top expert on the podium also changed slightly.
puff!
A dull voice appeared almost at the same time. Except for the decision-makers on the rostrum, the masters below the Wu Zong realm and above, and Chen Hao, who had a perverted talent, no one could clearly see Yang Fan unsheathing his sword and swinging it.
, with the action of sheathing the sword, Yang Fan was seen returning to his original position. The ninth-grade Martial Emperor also stopped running, his eyes full of disbelief and horror. He paused for half a second, and he was hit in the middle of the throat "Pfft"
"There was a sound and a blood arrow spurted out.
Seal the throat with one sword!
The entire martial arts arena was filled with gasps.
Yang Fan's expression has not changed at all, as if what happened just now has nothing to do with him. Ordinary figure, ordinary face, ordinary breath...
But at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, it became extremely terrifying and terrifying. Especially some genius disciples who were drawn to Yang Fan's group and tried to defeat him, they suddenly suppressed their thoughts at this moment. The ninth-grade Martial Emperor, even
If you can't move even with one move, what kind of combat power is this?
"Fuck...is it really the only advantage that you are handsome than him?"
Li Yifeng cursed in a low voice, feeling very jealous of Yang Fan, a god who had pretended to be a master. At the same time, he felt faintly frightened. Originally, he thought he had a 40% chance of winning against Yang Fan, but now it seems that there is a problem with 30% of the chance.
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"No. 1 Yang Fan wins! Three points!"
The barrier dispersed, and Yang Fan returned to Li Yifeng with a calm expression.
"What are you looking at? I'm more handsome than you no matter what... Fuck! Isn't it just one move? I only used half a move to end the game!" Li Yifeng said depressingly, and stood up while speaking. He, the number one in the third group,
It's time to appear.
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