Fang Fanchen was angry. Coming to the center platform so early to ensure that the champion is firmly in his hands is only one of the reasons, and the second reason is to wait for others to challenge him, especially Yang Qiu and Huang Fujian.

Fang Fanchen's anger in the first round of the game had not yet dissipated, and in order to make Yang Qiu and the two repay ten or even a hundred times, he had been patiently waiting for the two to arrive.

After he arrived at the central platform first, Fang Fanchen thought of a way to clean up Yang Qiu and Huang Fujian in an instant, first killed one of them with his own hands on the central platform, and then took the champion's gold belt in front of Fu Bo before coming to the central platform, and with his own increased cultivation, he jumped to the other person and ended the other party's life with his own hands.

As long as Yang Qiu and the two did not take the initiative to abstain, Fang Fanchen was completely confident that the two would be killed, and because he understood Huang Fujian's personality and knew that he and Huang Fujian had a deep enmity like the sea, it was absolutely impossible for Huang Fujian to give up the game, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became, the more he thought about it, the more proud he became, and when he thought of Huang Fujian's appearance of being killed by himself in fear, Fang Fanchen couldn't help grinning.

"Hahahaha...... Hahahaha...... Huang Fujian! And that masked kid! You two are going to die! I want to congratulate myself on winning the championship with your lives! If you dare to humiliate me in the first round, I will let all the spectators and others, including those high-ranking members of the federal police community, know that if you embarrass Fang Fanchen, you are looking for death!"

However, at this time, suddenly saw in the "boom"

When a loud bang sounded, Huang Fujian actually took the initiative to give up his qualifications and chose the method of falling off the platform with the other two groups of players, Fang Fanchen was immediately angry, and without saying a word, his hand was raised, ready to flatten the collapsed position of the pillar and destroy Huang Fujian's body.

However, at this moment, he saw that Yang Qiu was getting closer and closer to him, and the true qi exuding from the inside out was already very strong, if he made a move now, he would be accidentally attacked by Yang Qiu, maybe he might fall off the platform if he made a mistake, and immediately changed his mind, urged the true qi to run, and put on a posture of fighting with Yang Qiu, planning to kill Yang Qiu and then ignore the corpse.

However, after a moment, he heard Huang Fujian's shouts clearly in his ears, and the sound of taking the initiative to cheer for Yang Qiu, Fang Fanchen looked down and found that in a cloud of smoke and dust, Huang Fujian was standing upright, and looked at Yang Qiu expectantly, there was no injury, but some scratched skin, Fang Fanchen was immediately angry.

"You're still alive? Okay, you're an emperor! I'm going to die!"

In the end, he took a closer look at Huang Fujian, confirmed that he was not mistaken, and couldn't tolerate Fang Fanchen at this time, he couldn't help but say, as soon as he raised his big hand, he condensed a terrifying energy and slapped a palm towards Huang Fujian, "Boom"

After a loud bang, the place where Huang Fujian was standing collapsed in an instant, leaving only a piece of smoke and dust, and half of Huang Fujian's shadow could no longer be seen.

"Hahahaha!

Fang Fanchen laughed proudly, the louder he laughed, the more excited he became, and in the end, he saw that Yang Qiu was finally "da"

With a soft sound, he stepped onto the platform, and as soon as he turned around, he rushed over without hesitation with a thick murderous intent in his eyes, and slammed into Yang Qiu's head with a punch.

"Little Ken !!"

Yang Qiu's sad mind was a little blank, and when he saw that Huang Fujian was fine, and he was still smiling and waving at himself, he thought that as long as he fought with Fang Fanchen with all his strength and won the game, as long as he won Fang Fanchen, Huang Fujian would be able to win the championship under his own pick-up.

Thinking about it like this, the more Yang Qiu thought about it, the more stable his heart became, the more he thought about it, the more confident he became, all the negative feelings disappeared in an instant, but he didn't expect that suddenly Fang Fanchen made a move and killed Huang Fujian with one palm, Yang Qiu realized that he was to blame for this, Huang Fujian didn't give himself all his true anger, and he wouldn't die at all, and his heart was filled with strong guilt and self-blame all of a sudden.

"Xiaojian! I'm sorry! I hurt you!"

"Hahahaha! Mask boy, you are crying in fear? Who made you offend my Fanchen, go to death!"

At this time, hearing Fang Fanchen's voice behind him, Yang Qiu didn't need to look at it to know that the other party was here to kill him, and his mind turned around, realizing that Huang Fujian was dead, and the only way to atone for Huang Fujian at present was to fulfill his dream for Huang Fujian, so he took a deep breath and restrained all his guilt and self-blame, and the moment Yang Qiu pulled out his good sword, he used the Yin Qing sword technique to split a sword.

"Boom!"

After a moment, Fang Fanchen's fist finally fell to the back of Yang Qiu's head, and it was about to hit Yang Qiu, the powerful energy fluctuations contained in this punch had already penetrated out one step ahead, shaking the back of Yang Qiu's head, but at the most critical moment, Yang Qiu disappeared, and the speed suddenly exploded, as fast as a meteor, and with a wave of the sword, Fang Fanchen's face was cut.

"Ah...... You...... You dare to leave a wound on my Fanchen's face! You incompetent boy, I will make you pay! Die!"

Then, hearing Fang Fanchen's angry shout in his ears, Yang Qiu calmly observed the other party.

I saw Fang Fanchen touch the cracked wound, his face was gloomy and he looked at the blood with a fishy smell flowing on his fingertips, and suddenly burst out with a powerful cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Stage, rushing towards him like a storm, and he fought fiercely with himself at once, fighting for dozens of rounds without breaking up, Yang Qiu saw that Fang Fanchen was too powerful, and immediately used the Yin Qing Sword Technique to the extreme.

"Ah...... You ...... Dare to hurt me again! I swear I'm going to kill you alive!"

After a moment, I saw myself "poof"

A few swords, injuring Fang Fanchen again, Yang Qiu's confidence suddenly increased, and he took the initiative to counterattack with sword moves.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang ...... Puff ......"

"Shit! What the hell are you swordsmanship! I'm going to kill you!"

Then, after more than ten rounds of fierce battles, he found that he had succeeded again and again, Fang Fanchen's strength was nothing more than that, with the assistance of Fu Bo, the cooperation between the two was indeed impeccable, but it was no different from all the early Yuan Infant Stage monks he had encountered, Yang Qiu thought that he could kill the other party, and when he saw a flaw, he stabbed a sword at Fang Fanchen's throat.

If it was just to win the championship, Yang Qiu didn't have the intention of killing Fang Fanchen, but now, with Huang Fujian's revenge, Yang Qiu couldn't care about anything else, not only wanted the championship at this moment, but also wanted revenge, so that Huang Fujian could die, instead of letting a black sheep like Fang Fanchen live in the world and harm others, so he was extremely decisive and ruthless, and when he saw a flaw, he directly made a killing move.

"What!?"

But just when he attacked more than ten swords in a row, forcing Fang Fanchen to retreat again and again, seeing that the other party was about to be unable to resist the attack, and was pierced through the throat by his own sword, he suddenly saw Huangfu turn around, and burst out at a speed much faster than the cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant Stage, not only avoiding this fatal sword, but also kicking heavily on his arm, Yang Qiu was suddenly stunned.

"Bang!"

After a moment, he only felt a sharp pain surging from his arm, and he couldn't hold the good sword in his hand anymore, so he was forced to take it off, Fang Fanchen seized the opportunity, flew up and kicked again, "Bang"

With a bang, he couldn't dodge being kicked, staggered back a few steps, and suddenly couldn't bear the blow, spit out a mouthful of blood, his head was a little dizzy, and Yang Qiu's eyes were even more unexpected.

"You...... ......Aren't you a monk in the early infancy?

"How can it be faster and stronger, right? Hahahaha! Idiot, you! I absorbed Fu Bo's true qi, cultivated to a breakthrough, and became a mid-Yuan Infant Monk. It was really dangerous just now, I didn't expect you kid to really have two brushes, I thought that I was not your opponent in the early stage of cultivation, but fortunately, my cultivation improved. Die!"

Fang Fanchen laughed proudly, Yang Qiu's heart was pounding, but a trace of strong uneasiness swelled up, seeing Fang Fanchen's words landing, his face changed, and he suddenly rushed towards him again, swinging out a punch, like a landslide, unstoppable, Yang Qiu let out a shout without hesitation, ordering the obedient sword to fly back into his hand, trying to block it with Yin Qing Sword Technique.

"What!?"

However, at this time, he suddenly glanced at it inadvertently, and found that just when the Good Sword was about to fly back to his side, he was stopped by an old figure halfway, and Fu Bo waved his sleeves, and he didn't see what magic power he had exerted, so he held the Good Sword firmly in his hand, forcibly cutting off the connection between himself and the Good Sword, Yang Qiu's eyes darkened, and he fell into despair in an instant.

"No!"

However, after thinking about it, if he gave up now, he would be too sorry for Huang Fujian, who trusted him, so Yang Qiu immediately came to his senses again, and forcibly urged his true qi to roll to the side, trying to avoid this terrifying punch, but he was still a step slow.

"Bang!"

After a loud bang, Fang Fanchen punched Yang Qiu firmly in the stomach, directly knocking Yang Qiu to the central platform.

"Yo! You haven't fallen yet, you have a hand, but I see how long you can hold on!

Yang Qiu did not fall off the platform, just when his body was about to fall, he burst out with extreme strength and speed, grabbed the edge of the platform with his big hand in reverse, and firmly grabbed the edge of the platform, making himself like he was climbing, clinging to the edge of the platform, exhaling, and wanting to climb up.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his fingers, and when he looked up, he saw a foot on his finger, which was Fang Fanchen's, Fang Fanchen also looked at himself with a cruel smile, the more Yang Qiu looked at Fang Fanchen, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became, the more he couldn't accept losing to Fang Fanchen like this, so he took a deep breath and secretly made a decision.