At the end of Ning Fengzhi's impassioned speech, Naibi's also began, and the soul masters of the five types were divided into five rows.

Come to the disciple holding the bamboo stick and draw it, and the opponent you are fighting against. With the end of the draw, the game also kicked off.

The referees of each department began to call out the players and went to the stage to compete against each other. Ye Fan looked at the bamboo skewer in his hand, which read "11" in red font.

He also had no intention of watching the battle of others, closing his eyes and running the Eight Pulse Gong in his body, and evolving swordsmanship in his head, so Ye Fan worked without mistake.

It wasn't until the referee called out the number "11" that he pulled out of that state, got up from the ground, and strode towards the ring of the Assault Soul Master, where a sturdy young man stepped onto the stage.

The sturdy young man was the first to speak, and said, "Su Hua, eighteen years old, Martial Soul: Bloodthirsty Knife, Thirty-fourth level Battle Soul Master!"

Then Su Hua looked at Ye Fan and said with some mockery: "Boy, look at your age, you are only thirteen or fourteen years old, I have never seen you in the sect, senior brother gave you a kind advice, take advantage of the competition has not started to admit defeat quickly, anyway, the final takeover is the same, so as not to wait for a while and you will be injured and not good-looking." ”

Seeing the other party say this, Ye Fan couldn't help laughing, I can be your ancestor at my age!

Ye Fanyou also deliberately followed Su Hua's meaning, and said: "Senior brother, I just joined the sect, and I also know that I am not the opponent of my senior brother, but if I admit defeat directly like this, my junior brother's face will not be easy to say in the future, and I ask my senior brother to show mercy to make my loss look better!"

"Since you have said so, junior brother, then senior brother naturally accommodates junior brother's request. ”

"The competition begins!" With the referee's order, the two of them invariably activated their soul power and turned on their martial souls.

At this time, Ye Fan's advantage was revealed, it was obvious that the two of them opened the martial soul at the same time, but Ye Fan was a few seconds faster than Su Hua.

The two purple and one black soul rings were exposed in front of everyone's eyes, and at this time, the disciples who were really paying attention to this competition all screamed in surprise.

"Ahh

Ning Fengzhi and the other elders were also attracted over, and Bone Douluo couldn't control his emotions a little, and shouted, "No, a level 30 soul ring can be configured like this!"

Ning Fengzhi was also taken aback, he had believed in his talent very much since Chenxin introduced Ye Fan, but he was also surprised when he saw Ye Fan's three soul rings, especially the third soul ring being the black 10,000-year soul ring.

As one of the three sect masters of the Seven Great Sects, how could he not know the difficulty of this.

Several other disciples who were competing also stopped the competition in their hands and turned their eyes to Ye Fan's ring. For a while, the eyes of the audience focused on Ye Fan's body, and the audience was very much looking forward to Ye Fan's performance.

At this time, Su Hua, who was opposite Ye Fan, was already speechless in surprise, "You...... You...... Are you still human?"

Taking advantage of the fact that the opponent was still stunned, Ye Fan also immediately launched an attack, and his figure flashed to Su Hua's body, the sword in his hand was horizontal, and his wrist was exerted. Su Hua was like a badminton ball, and he was beaten out.

The competition ended in a scream, and at this time, everyone in the sect gradually came to their senses, and the female disciples in the sect saw Ye Fan's appearance clearly, and they all became, "So handsome!"

At this time, the referee also came to his senses, and when he saw Su Hua, who had fallen to the ground at this time, he immediately announced that Ye Fan had won the competition.

Originally, Ye Fan thought that this competition would be the least, and it would take a minute to solve it, but he didn't expect that it only took a few seconds, and it didn't even have a trace of soul power.

"Well, it's boring. ”

In order to no longer be the focus, Ye Fan quickly put away his martial spirit, changed the clothes he was wearing, and left the martial arts arena as quickly as possible.

Ye Fan had just returned to his house, Ning Fengzhi seemed to be following all the time, and when he was about to close the courtyard door, Ning Fengzhi stopped him.

"Little brother Ye Fan, I have something I want to negotiate with you, I don't know if you have time. ”

"Sect Master, please come in!"

Ye Fan and Ning Fengzhi came to sit down in the hall of the house, and Ye Fan made a cup of tea and handed it to Ning Fengzhi.

"Sect Master, what are you looking for me this time!"

"I don't know if you're used to living here, is there anything else you need to add?"

"Sect Master, I don't lack anything here, just say anything. ”

Seeing Ye Fan, it was so simple and clear, he no longer hid it, and said: "I didn't expect that Little Brother Ye Fan would have such strength, it's just a blessing for my sect!"

"That's the case, my sect is named after the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, that is mainly auxiliary, in view of your strength, I think that in the next competition, the disciples who will fight against you will each be equipped with an auxiliary soul master, what do you think?"

Ye Fan wanted to slap the Sect Master Ning in front of him, his purpose was to see Ye Fan's potential, as well as his limit, to see if he had the need to focus on cultivation.

Another point is that I want to try my guts, if I say no, the middle-aged people in front of me will definitely give up training for themselves. Under the pressure of the above, Ye Fan had to agree to him.

This world is originally a world of the jungle, you strong people respect and cultivate you. You are weak, and you will be spurned by the world.

"Since the Sect Master has said so, I will comply with your request. ”

On the second day, the martial arts arena was performed.

Ye Fan was arranged for the first game, he strode into the ring, watching the female disciples on the stage, screaming like crazy, "Fanfan, you are the strongest, Fanfan, you are the best!"

"This ......" Ye Fan couldn't comment on anything.

There was also a pair of men and women on the stage with Ye Fan, and the other party first reported his name.

"Wei Guang, Martial Soul: Sky Swallowing Python, Thirty-ninth Battle Soul Master. ”

"Sun Yu'er, Martial Soul: Green Scale Vine, Thirty-fifth Level Battle Soul Master. ”

At this time, the male disciples who watched the battle hated Ye Fan on the stage, since Ye Fan yesterday, the eyes of the female disciples in the sect seemed to have improved to a very high level overnight, and they all took Ye Fan's appearance as an aesthetic standard.

Just yesterday, in one day, no less than hundreds of couples broke up one after another because of this incident, and for a time Ye Fan became the public enemy of the male compatriots of the sect.

They were looking forward to Ye Fan on the stage, who was knocked over by the two of them.

"Ye Fan, Martial Soul: Star Dragon Pattern Sword, Thirty-seventh Rank Battle Soul Master. ”

With the referee's order, the competition began.

(Predict what will happen next, and listen to the next explanation!)