Nangong Fan retracted his searching gaze and glanced around, there were no less than fifty people near his ring, three layers inside and three layers outside, and there was no gap. There are even many people whose pupils are full of eagerness.

He didn't know what the situation was for a while, and then he saw a person with extraordinary bearing come out of the crowd, clasping his hands into fists, and expressing his respect to the people around him, "This fang has been competing with my victory club, please give me two points of face." ”

Nangong Fan frowned, looking at the person who spoke, his star realm strength was undoubtedly revealed, and his face was a little familiar. I think it's also a member of the list given by Wu Yi'an, but it doesn't belong to his target, so I don't have a deep impression of it.

At the same time, he vaguely understood what was going on, but before he could jump out of the ring to find his next target... A naked strong man smiled coldly as he walked forward, "When is it not important to pay attention to first-come, first-served? Isn't it enough that you have lost enough face in just two days of victory? Where is there so much nonsense." ”

With that, he jumped straight into the ring.

While the space in the ring gradually expanded, isolating the surrounding sounds, Nangong Fan heard a lot of laughing and scolding outside.

Obviously, many people regret it - why do they have to move a beat slower?

Nangong Fan couldn't help but feel a burst of crying and laughing, rubbing his chin, "Dare to love, I have become a fragrant bun in everyone's eyes?"

He looked up and down at the fastest strong man in front of him. His eyes were like wolves and tigers, as if he was staring at a treasure at his fingertips, and he saw goosebumps on Nangong Fan's body.

"Boy, Lao Tzu is from Wasteland..."

Before his words completely fell, Nangong Fan silently said, "I admit defeat." ”

The strong man's pupils widened, and the corners of his mouth kept twitching, he never expected that the young man in front of him, who had recently become famous, would directly admit defeat?

He kind of punched the cotton. What he wants is fame, even if it's a big bully.

But this is a towel... What's it called?

The space in the ring was restored to its proper appearance very quickly, and since the winner was not injured, it was a few points faster than before.

Nangong Fan patted his buttocks, took out a robe from the ring and put it on his body, and then jumped out of the ring leisurely.

How could he be in the mood to fight against someone who had nothing to do with him? The members of the Victory Society alone were enough to keep him busy, and there must be a few hard stubbles among them, so he would not be able to accompany him.

Inside and outside the ring, many people were messy in the wind.

Admit defeat without colliding at once, what is this called?

Nangong Fan didn't look at these people, his eyes lightly swept over the Star Realm cultivators of the Victory Society, and then squeezed into the crowd and went to the other rings.

Suddenly, the people surrounding this ring dispersed, and many people just had the intention of bullying the small, fighting and winning with Nangong Fan, a guy who became famous in this ring battle, and naturally gained a lot of fame. It's so cheap that everyone wants to pick it up.

However, Nangong Fan also saw through the meaning, although he had the intention of fighting with many successful battles, he didn't want to set himself up as a target, it was better to continue to bully the Victory Club than these.

After crossing two or three rings in a row, he didn't find any trace of the members of the Victory Club.

It wasn't until the side that was fighting in the ring at this time that he stopped.

The two people who fought each other, one fire cultivation and the other water cultivation, can be described as the same water and fire. However, even if there is mutual restraint, the two are obviously between the two of them, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner for a while.

Nangong Fan shook his head and continued to move forward until he had walked through the Ten Directions Perfection Ring cleanly, and he did not find another member of the Victory Society.

He couldn't help rubbing his chin, "It seems that the top management of the Victory Club has made another move, and this time the reaction is quite fast." However, there are great restrictions on them here, and most of them are to let the hard stubble in them take action. ”

Thinking of this, Nangong Fan's whole heart became hot, and he was very much looking forward to the next battle.

He silently returned to the ring where he had discovered the members of the Victory Society, and watched the battle in the ring at a leisurely pace.

After a stick of incense, this battle is over after all.

However, it was not the members of the Victory Society who Nangong Fan thought of, but the fire cultivator who overcame all the difficulties of being defeated by Shui Tianke and stood in the end. Both of them were uncomfortable, completely slumped on the blood-soaked ground. It's just that those who win can fight again under the energy of the essence, while the losers are ruthlessly shaken out of the ring, lying on the ground softly, blood gushing out between their mouths.

It's miserable, but no one cares, this is just the truest portrayal of the ring battle, it has been staged countless times in the past two days, not to mention that this is just a few injuries that are not light or serious, as long as the elixir is enough, it will be able to jump back and forth in two or three days at most.

No one in this world cares about the tears and blood of a loser, and more onlookers are focused on Nangong Fan who is watching the battle.

Many of them have extravagant requirements for the quota in the secret realm, but they are self-aware, knowing that it is difficult for them to fight for that quota surrounded by heroes. They want to come here more to gain knowledge, improve their strength, and see the excitement.

Undoubtedly, the center of the largest vortex on the school square today is Nangong Fan, whose dispute with the Victory Society has pulled the hearts of many people. Many Tianjiao who have reached the Star Realm have even gathered here.

Nangong Fan ignored these various glances of exploration, and he didn't have to think much about it to understand that most of this was ill-intentioned. The members of the Victory Society were defeated, and he had no target for a moment, and immediately became a little lacking in interest.

Looking around, for example, the battle in each ring in the realm has basically subsided today, but there is not a familiar face in the guard. Obviously, the members of the Victory Club have been informed by the high-level that they will not easily go to the ring to hit Nangong Fanli's target.

"Don't be afraid, this act will make all the little brothers in the Heavenly Realm have a psychological shadow?"

Nangong Fan smiled at the corner of his mouth. Compared to him, the members of the Heavenly Realm of the Victory Society may be older, but psychologically they are relatively much younger, and they will inevitably be harmed by being forcibly suppressed by the high-level this time.

However, none of this was his business, he was only curious now, when will the secret killing move prepared by the Victory Club arrive, and he wonders how strong it will be?

Judging from the information given by Wu Yi'an, the members of the three major realms of the Victory Society in the Heavenly Realm are not too difficult for him, and it can only be said that the peak is not easy to solve because the realm is there.

"Is it difficult to ask for foreign aid?"

The corners of Nangong Fan's mouth rose, but he could also understand the thoughts of Wu Sheng and other high-level leaders - it was a shame to stretch his neck, and it was a shame to shrink his neck, anyway, the face was lost, so it was better to ask others to come forward and punish Nangong Fan severely. At least if you do this, your own heart will be much happier.

The sun gradually showed its power, and many people were dripping with beads of sweat, if it weren't for the fact that the people who joined in the fun had at least the cultivation of the heavenly realm, I am afraid that they would really not be able to bear it so easily.

Nangong Fan never expected that this would be a full morning of time.

"Could it be that you are planning to hang me out?" he raised his eyebrows, his face full of helplessness.

The noisy voices around also began to curse the victory club that has not done anything now, they just want to see the excitement, to see this sudden fame but a little untimely Tianjiao, whether to be taught a hard lesson by the victory club to know that the rivers and lakes are sinister, or to break through the encirclement and continue the legend. I didn't come here to sit in the sun.

There are a lot fewer people, and there is no longer the lively scene before.

Suddenly, a noisy voice sounded not far away.

Nangong Fan looked at the sound and couldn't help but sigh softly, and his face became more and more strange.

A figure is very outstanding, as if it is a little more dazzling than the sun, and everyone's eyes will fall on him unconsciously. And behind him, there were three figures walking side by side.

The leader is naturally Wu Sheng, the leader of the generation of the Victory Society, and then there are the other two giants Jiang Liu and Ran Ye that Nangong Fan has ever seen.

"All three of them are here?"

Nangong Fan touched his face and couldn't help but wonder secretly, "When did you have such a big face?"

His eyes sparkled, and he immediately focused his gaze on the only young man he had never seen among the four.

This person's face is full of pride, his toes are high when he walks, and his eyes are always a little frivolous and condescending. Compared to Long Yu, the arrogance is two completely different flavors.

"Hey, no one should be arrogant, but not without pride. Nangong Fan muttered, he looked down on this person a lot, at least his mentality has been maintained in his current posture, no matter how high his talent is, he may not be able to have too high achievements.

Of course, he also knew that the Heavenly Realm, which could not restrain his arrogance in front of the three giants of the Victory Society, must be extremely terrifying, and he might even be a figure in that circle.

From the few words he said about talking to the three holy sons (saints) of the Five Elements Sect, Nangong Fan knew very clearly that if he wanted to be recognized by that circle, talent and strength of the same level were the most important things, and the background was not very important. However, when the talent reaches that level, even if there is no background for a short period of time, it must not be long before you will have a background that is not weaker than others.

Nangong Fan added his own understanding, and for the time being, he divided the cultivators who had come into contact with the same level into three levels.

The yellow level is even weaker than the normal strength in the same level, and most of them are barely broken through by relying on external forces with many sequelae such as pills, so it can be said that in addition to enhancing some lifespan, the strength may be inferior to those in the lower realm.

Xuan-level, naturally the most ordinary cultivator, such people are everywhere, and there is nothing brilliant about it, but if you don't have too much ambition, it is not too much of a problem to pursue a higher realm step by step.

The ground level is relatively rare, and most of the Tianjiao gathered here now are at this level, and there are some spiritual weapons and even means that are enough to ascend to the Hall of Elegance, but they are not enough to stand out and become the envy of everyone. Of course, there are many gaps in this level, and the strong ones may be the remaining Holy Sons (Holy Maidens) of the Five Elements Sect, and the weak ones are not much different from what everyone else wants.

Heaven level, that is, the circle where Qingcheng Huang and the others are located, the inheritance is ancient, and their own talent also suppresses most people, although it cannot reach the level of suppressing a state generation, at least there will be such a heaven level among thousands of prefecture levels.

The heavenly level is not the end, it can even be said to be the starting point. There is also a star above this, which is such as skeleton orangutans, cerberus and other levels of Tianjiao, as long as the luck is not bad, they can basically dominate a generation in a state.

The person in front of him was at least a Tianjiao who had reached the heaven-level level, otherwise he would not be so wanton in front of a few high-level cultivators.

"Consummation Heaven Realm or what?" Nangong Fan couldn't see at a glance that this was probably the strength of his next opponent.

In the face of Tianjiao, who had already stepped into that circle, even Nangong Fan could not easily reach the level of fighting across the ranks. After all, speaking of which, he is now only a person who has half a foot in the star level, and only by completing the realm of physical cultivation can he barely squeeze into that level. What's more, even his current realm is only half-baked, and he has just broken through not long ago, and it is a little more difficult to fight beyond the level.

"If it's the Consummation Heavenly Realm, then you have to avoid it without fighting... If it's the pinnacle, it's not that you don't have the qualifications to fight. "Nangong Fan is extremely single, and he doesn't feel embarrassed at all.

When he was thinking about it, the four figures were getting closer and closer, and it wasn't until just a meter in front of him that Wu Sheng stopped, "The things you show now can be regarded as stepping into our circle, bullying ordinary people, something is not right?"

"Otherwise, I will be on the same stage as you?" Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly, "Speaking of which, if you suppress the realm to the same level as me, it is not impossible to try." ”

"You don't deserve to fight Brother Sheng. Jiang Liu took a step forward, his momentum blooming, and he spoke in a deep voice.

Nangong Fan wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead, even if he stayed in the sun for a few hours, he would only feel comfortable, but under his majesty, he only felt unspeakably uncomfortable. However, he still didn't have the slightest intention of backing down, and the sneer at the corner of his mouth became more and more obvious, "That's all there is to the victory meeting?"

"You..."Jiang Liu's pupils bloomed with a terrifying murderous intent.

Nangong Fan turned a blind eye to this, licked the beads of sweat that had already scratched the corners of his mouth, and his smile became more and more rampant, "Victory will not be enough." ”

"Damn. Jiang Liu clenched his fists and put it down helplessly. In the Martial Heaven Academy, let alone him, even some of the Martial Emperor's parents and daughters have to follow the rules when they come here. If he dared to swing this fist, not to mention whether he could hurt Nangong Fan, he would definitely not get any benefit, maybe a thunderbolt would fall on his head in the next second, and it would be annihilated.

"Jiang Liu. Wu Sheng opened his mouth gently, and the invisible aura permeated, instantly eliminating the momentum of Jiang Liu's blooming into invisibility. Only then did he face Nangong Fan's stubborn eyes and slowly speak, "You are very good, but I will not let others bully me when I win the meeting." Now all of this is your own doing. I've made a move, and it's up to you to accept it or not. ”

Nangong Fan's gaze moved to the arrogant young man behind him, his gaze was frivolous, and he was looking himself up and down, as if he was looking at a piece of goods.

The displeasure in his heart couldn't help but be even worse, "Is this the guy?"

The young man's eyes froze, his arrogant face suddenly disappeared, and soon became hysterical again, "A guy like you, I have killed not ten in the past two hundred years, but also eight. I don't know, you're in..."

"That's him. Wu Sheng interrupted the young man's boasting, "He..."

"His name is Lu Qirui, and he has been in the Peak Heaven Realm for more than 20 years, and he may reach perfection at any time. He studied under the Ming prince on the left side of the Wuhuang Palace, and was good at big swords and heavy thunder. The moves are wide open and close, and the battles with the same level on weekdays are directly crushed with surging momentum and violent offsets. ”

A hoarse female voice exploded suddenly.

"However, speaking of which, he is not a member of the Victory Society, is he? Wu Sheng, you are a bit unauthentic in doing this. ”

Nangong Fan raised his eyebrows and followed the prestige.

After Wu Sheng appeared, a large area was naturally vacated around this area. These people scolded the victory more and more fiercely than one another, as if they didn't see the excitement and suffered a big loss, but when the prince personally went out on the horse, they were more docile than the other, for fear of squeezing into this line.

At this moment, the person who spoke was revealed, as if standing out from the crowd, no matter which direction you looked, all you saw at a glance was her.

Nangong Fan's eyes were full of doubts, there were only a few people he knew who could be regarded as that circle, and there were only two if he was only a woman. Except for Concubine Wan, the senior sister, only He Xiaozhu is worthy of this qualification.

However, the conversation with the three of Qingchenghuang has already appeared, and only three people of the Five Elements Sect have set foot in that circle for the time being, and two of them are still being researched.

"Who is this man?"

Nangong Fan and Wu Sheng and his party locked their eyes on the woman shrouded in green robes almost at the same time.

His robe was very wide, and his face was covered by a black veil. If it weren't for the fact that the words were not hidden, it would not even be possible to determine whether it was a man or a woman.

Her eyes are very bright, like two bright moons, which can leave a deep impression at a glance, and it is difficult to forget.

"Is this...?" Wu Sheng seemed to have guessed, and his face sank.

Nangong Fan stared at the crescent-like pupils, feeling that he was completely drawn into them, and it was difficult for him to come out again.

"Why... How familiar does it feel?"

The implication in this seems to be resentment, and it seems to be concern. Her mind seemed complicated... This gaze is on me, isn't it?"

Nangong Fan was in a trance for a while, and he wasn't sure who this complicated gaze was directed at.

Could it be that it has anything to do with Wu Sheng?

"Probably not me, anyway?"

Nangong Fan was a little speechless.

"You're here?" Wu Sheng took a deep breath, a hint of horror flashing in his pupils.