375 Hard-hitting

Li Fan struggled to get up, his clothes were torn, his hair stood on end, messy as hemp, and his face had burn marks, blue and white, like a homeless man.

All the spectators didn't expect the plot to develop so quickly, and the situation was unexpected, they were all shocked and opened their mouths wide.

"How can his strength be so strong?!" The senior student sitting near Yu Tingsong relieved himself and exclaimed.

"He is actually a super four-year talent, and he can cross the fourfold realm to break the enemy, and he only uses one move. Another student said.

"Senior Brother can cross two realms at most, but he is a super second genius, but he is a super four genius?!" Jiang Feifei said.

Lingxiao Academy doesn't have a super three-day genius at all, and a super second-year genius like Yu Tingsong, the number of Lingxiao Academy can be counted with one pair of hands. Yu Tingsong's face was pale and silent at this time, but the huge waves were rolling in his heart, and a thousand tastes came to his heart.

A genius who can break the enemy across a double realm is called a super day talent, and a person who can break the enemy across two realms is called a super second genius, and so on.

Qianxun Xue, Shi Feiyu, and Feng Ying, who were sitting in the back row, didn't expect such a scene, they all seemed to not know Wu Fan, and looked at Wu Fan who was climbing the stairs with unfamiliar eyes.

"Damn, I just want you to test your opponent's strength!" Chihiro blushed and scolded in a low voice.

The personality of a large part of people is more complicated, such as Qianxun Xue, because she won a duel on the stage of life and death because Wu Fan won a duel, let her win a thousand spirit crystals, and she generously gave Wu Fan 500, but in her mind, because Wu Fan was in a low realm, he commanded in front of him, and he was a subordinate.

The green pothos in the audience area next door sat with a group of classmates from Lingxiao Academy, and she was secretly glad in her heart that she hadn't met him when she sneaked into Wu Fan's wooden house several times, which was a great luck.

"Lingxiao Academy's first-year freshman, Wu Fan, Yisheng, ranked 10,486 on the Overlord Western Regions List. It sounded like a rough voice on the radio.

There were scattered cheers and applause, which were from a small number of Lingxiao Academy students who were watching the battle. Then, a large wave of screams and cursing sounded, this fight, although not bloody enough, but there are many highlights, enough to talk about for a long time after dinner.

On the south campus of Lingxiao Academy, two or three thousand students gathered, and there was a commotion in the crowd, because on the crystal screen on the right, the name of a student from the same school suddenly appeared on the Overlord Western Regions list: Wu Fan. Moreover, the ranking has directly reached 10,486, which can be described as a sudden rise. They looked at the crystal screen, and there was a sense of change in their hearts, and when someone mentioned that Wu Fan, who won the duel on the life and death platform the day before, was this Wu Fan, they all suddenly realized.

"It turns out that this Wu Fan is so strong, no wonder Wei Peiying, an eighth-level sword master, is not his opponent, and he killed himself in despair. "There are students.

On the steps of the scene, Wu Fan walked near Pang Hai and the others in the aisle, and he turned his head to look over. Pang Hai, a disciple of this Star Constellation Divine Sect, did not kill himself last time, so he will definitely not be reconciled, and he must be careful.

Pang Hai and Yun Feiyang had already felt Wu Fan's gaze, but they both looked ahead, pretending to be attracted by the information on the crystal screen next to the No. 1 ring.

Jiang Feifei cast a rather appreciative gaze at Wu Fan, with a hint of admiration and tenderness. Yu Tingsong turned his head and smiled awkwardly at Wu Fan, giving an unnatural thumbs up, and Wu Fan responded with a smile.

Qiming Continent, strength is respected, if a second-year student is the strongest, then he is a master brother, not necessarily a sixth-grade student to be a master brother.

Wu Fan played a battle in the martial arts arena, which gave Yu Tingsong a strong sense of crisis.

"Wu Fan, Senior Sister Qian wants you to fight, she wants you to make meritorious service and test the true strength of that person, how can you make your own decisions and defeat him?!" Feng Ying said angrily, but her expression was not so natural.

"I'm sorry, guys, I didn't know he couldn't handle it. Wu Fan smiled and said.

"Come and sit here, if you make a mistake this time, I'll forgive you, and I'll not take it as an example. Chihiro Xue said coldly. She is a person who wants to save face, so naturally she will not pretend to be a color to Wu Fan, who is in a low realm.

Wu Fan sat down next to Qianxun Xue, and a faint girl's body fragrance poured into his nostrils, Wu Fan had not smelled it before, but this breath made him feel a little happy.

"Ring No. 2, Kui Shi, a disciple of the Star Divine Sect, ranked 9,477 on the Overlord Western Regions List, and declared to challenge Wu Fan of Lingxiao Academy. The rough radio voice sounded again, and everyone's eyes on the scene were on Wu Fan.

"His realm is at the middle level of enlightenment, a little more powerful than the person in front of him, go quickly. "Chihiro Snow Road.

The people of the Star Constellation Divine Sect openly sought revenge, and he pointed out that it was legal and compliant to challenge the opponent, but the challenge of the low-ranking one was obviously not for the sake of winning streak prizes.

Many martial artists who have monstrous hatred in private will also choose to go to the underground martial arts arena to fight for life and death, and settle grievances.

When Wu Fan walked down the steps, he saw a familiar figure in the audience opposite, she was the holy daughter of the Star Divine Sect, surrounded by a group of powerful young men and women, just in time, looking at Wu Fan's side.

On that day, the masked Holy Maiden of the Star Constellation Divine Sect blocked Wu Fan's way, and her body exuded a boundless martial arts aura, at this time, she was very familiar with it, although she was not masked now, but how familiar that aura was. The unmasked saint is so beautiful that it is suffocating, and any man who sees it will have evil thoughts.

Receiving the news that Wu Fan appeared in the martial arts arena of Gushan City, the holy daughter of the Star Divine Sect rushed to the first time. It couldn't be better to kill Wu Fan in the ring, and there was no need to worry about the retaliation of Ling Xiao Academy at all. However, the saintess herself could not enter the ring, because she had already stepped into the initial stage of the Dan Dao two years ago, and now she was in the middle level of the Dan Dao, and she was not eligible to register.

The saint is twenty-three years old this year, and when she was sixteen years old, she had already reached the overall list of overlords, ranking 4,333, and her strength was amazing. In her eyes, Wu Fan is worse than an ant, but the last time she was blocked from killing Wu Fan, it was really bad luck.

The Star Constellation Divine Sect is just a third-rate sect, but there are people who can be ranked in the top 5,000 of the overlord list, it is simply a genius among geniuses, and it is rare to encounter in a hundred years. Therefore, she was promoted to the position of saint by the elders of the Star Divine Sect early on, and she was the successor of the future sect leader.

Wu Fan held the ghost head knife and stepped into the ring again, the opponent of this battle, Kui Shi, the realm is the middle level of enlightenment, so that a pair of King Kong pumpkin hammers are murderous.

Kui Shi's ranking was originally Yu Tingsong's ideal opponent, but when he heard that Kui Shi was a disciple of the Star Divine Sect, he looked at Pang Hai with an inquiring gaze. Pang Hai stepped forward and whispered beside him, informing him that Wu Fan was their sect's old enemy and enemy. Yu Tingsong nodded knowingly, and his heart fell to the ground, knowing that Wu Fan would be dead and alive.

"Wu Fan of Lingxiao Academy, you are the remnant of the Xuankong Sect, and I must take your life today. Do you know that my pair of King Kong pumpkin hammers are of the highest grade in the mysteries, with seventy-two inscriptions, even if you are an iron man, if you hit you with a hammer, you will be crushed!"

"Senior Brother Kui Shi, he is born with divine power, and he has cultivated in the middle level of enlightenment for many years, and the power that has burst out is not as good as that of a martial artist at the beginning of the Dan Dao, this time, Wu Fan can no longer survive the ring!" Pang Hai looked at the No. 2 ring with excitement on his face, and couldn't help but say.

"He's your fellow disciple brother, has he really fought with a monk in the Dan Dao realm?" Geng Shaohua asked curiously.

"Senior Brother Kui Shi is a core disciple of the Inner Sect, and I don't have much contact with him, and I have only heard that he can defeat the beginner monks of the Dan Dao. Pang Haidao.

Hearing the discussions of the people in the front rows, Feng Ying began to worry a little, Wu Fan was a super four-day genius after all, and it would be a pity if he fell like this.

Shi Feiyu was expressionless, her beautiful long royal blue hair was braided into many small braids, but she couldn't hide her cold and beautiful face.

"Bet, bet in ring two, place quickly. As long as someone bets, he tears off a gambling slip, writes the bet amount, checks the winning side of the bet, and hands it over to the bettor.

"Come, I'll bet ten spirit crystals, and Wu Fan loses. Shi Feiyu didn't believe that Wu Fan could continue the miracle, so he didn't hesitate to bet.

"Okay, I'll also bet on ten spirit crystals, Wu Fansheng. "Chihiro Snow always has to go against Shi Feiyu, and she also has to bet.

Compared with the intermediate level of the Path, the realm of the middle level of the Touch Dao is five levels lower, and there is a gap between cultivating the Dao, attaining the Dao, forgetting the Dao, and giving up the Dao, which is not an order of magnitude at all, but the difference between cloud and mud.

Until now, at least half of the audience believed that Wu Fan's previous battle to defeat the genius at the beginning of enlightenment was mostly lucky.

Super five days, after all, it is one in ten thousand, and it is impossible to bump into one today.

"Mad Demon Thunder Hammer Ninth Style, Thousands of Hammers!"

Kui Shi roared, his whole body was agitated, the vast breath was overwhelming, a pair of King Kong pumpkin hammers were rounded, and the true qi condensed into a huge double hammer, like a mountain, Mount Tai pressed the top, and smashed down on Wu Fan's head.

The Mad Demon Thunder Hammer is an emperor-level low-grade technique, and the realm of the Kui Shi of the middle level of enlightenment is fully striking, and the momentum is amazing.

The double hammer smashed down in the air, one left and one right, and the hammer marks were stacked on top of each other, like thousands of golden hammers roaring at the same time, Wu Fan was unavoidable.

As soon as he came up, Kui Shi didn't give Wu Fan any chance, and used all his strength to make the most powerful move, vowing to smash Wu Fan into a meatloaf, even if he wanted to admit defeat, he had no chance.

If Wu Fan had practiced a special body technique and could dodge in the slits, Kui Shi would have already dealt with it, he would pick up the double hammer again at any time, and launch attacks one after another, crushing and killing Wu Fan without much effort.

"The seventh form of the sixteen demon slayers, the ghost skin!"

Wu Fan shouted, picked up the "Mixed Yuan Xuanyi Gong", used all his strength, slashed out a knife, and then his figure floated high, avoiding Kui Shi's double hammer.

"Boom—"

The loud explosion was heard, the flames rose into the sky, the smoke was billowing, and no human figure could be seen.

A pair of King Kong pumpkin hammers in Kui Shi's hand were picked up again, and seventy-two inscriptions flashed, and at this moment, Wu Fan held a sword in his left hand and slashed at Kui Shi's hands.

A pair of King Kong pumpkin hammers got out of their hands and slammed into the forbidden formation around the ring, with a bang, firelight splashing, and the huge power almost broke the formation.

Kui Shi's two arms flew out after him, blood splattering. Between the lightning and flint, Kui Shi felt a trace of surprise, his expression was slightly stunned, and he had already reacted, the enemy was too strong.

Either you die, or I die, if you want to die with your opponent, you only need to explode your dantian qi sea, and the power of the explosion is enough to tear apart the martial artists of the same realm. Wu Fan knew this, did not dare to delay, raised his right hand, and immediately picked out a knife.

"The eighth form of the sixteen demon slayers, pull the nails out of the mud!"

Tens of thousands of black sword qi shot out with a terrible ghost scream, hitting Kui Shi's body like an iron tower, and penetrating out. Wu Fan saw that Kui Shi's whole body was like a sieve, full of holes, and knew that he had succeeded, so he slowly landed.

Putting away the sword, Wu Fan reached out in the air and grabbed it, a pocket on Kui Shi's waist, a ring on his broken hand, and a pair of King Kong pumpkin hammers flew to his hand, and then, Kui Shi fell to the ground with a bang.