There was an hour at halftime, Zhang Fan and the other seven people were trying to get back to their peak state, and in a few breaths, Zhang Fan woke up from the meditation, followed by Yun Xue'er, **** followed closely behind, and then Ma Hui and others. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yun Xue'er glanced in Zhang Fan's direction with a surprised face, and quickly shifted her gaze.

And **** is blue and extremely unsightly.

The seven people began to recover at the same time, and there was a faint taste of competition between them, and the first to wake up undoubtedly had the upper hand.

"Impossible, I have reached the third rank of martial arts, and my cultivation is the highest in the audience, I should be the first to wake up." Some can't accept it, Yun Xue'er woke up before him, **** can be understood, after all, Yun Xue'er's talent is there, but losing to Zhang Fan, a guy who is a waste in his heart, makes **** a little unacceptable.

"No, Zhang Fan must be hiding, obviously not returning to his peak state, but in order to attract people's attention, he woke up early, yes, it must be so."

Said to myself from the bottom of my heart.

Da Zhang Hua's face showed a look of doubt, "Something is wrong, Xiao Fan is a martial artist Jiupin cultivation, according to reason, it is absolutely impossible for Yun Xue'er and **** to wake up." ”

Zhang Hua's heart was full of doubts, but he couldn't understand it.

Wang Gang's face flashed with surprise, "This little guy is good, it turns out that he is still a hidden person." With Wang Gang's cultivation, it was natural to see that Zhang Fan woke up normally.

At the top of the Qiankun Field, a ball of light flashed on the old face of the white-bearded old man, followed by a kind smile in the direction of Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan glanced strangely at the white-bearded old man at the top of the Qiankun Field, then at Wang Gang, shook his head, and then closed his eyes again to recuperate.

The hour-long break passed quickly, and the second round began immediately.

Wang Gang stood on the Qiankun field and shouted, "Since there are seven places in the second round of the competition, one person must be selected to have a bye, and after I discussed with the other two deacons, it was unanimously decided that Yun Xueer would have a bye, and the remaining six people would come up to draw labels to prepare for the game." ”

Wang Gang's voice was like thunder, and after Wang Gang's voice fell, Zhang Fan and the other six people came to the stage one by one to extract their labels.

's brows couldn't help frowning, it seemed that he was quite dissatisfied with the decision of the three deacons to bye Yun Xue'er, but the current situation in front of him was here, but **** didn't dare to express his thoughts.

At the moment of stepping on the Qiankun field, **** deliberately walked in front of Zhang Fan and said in a low voice, "Zhang Fan, I remember what you did to Ma Fei, I hope you are lucky not to meet me, otherwise I will definitely give you an eternal memory." ”

Chill Voice.

The voice revealed a downright killing intent, Zhang Fan had no doubt that if he was against ****, **** would definitely kill him regardless of the requirements of the game.

Zhang Fan smiled coldly and said in a deep voice, "I'm the same." ”

Breaking the fist, so that Zhang Fan has the certainty of victory even against the martial arts master three-grade martial artist, so Zhang Fan is not afraid of ****.

"You."

Hearing this, I was suffocated, but I didn't expect Zhang Fan to still have a hard mouth.

Passing by Zhang Fan's side, **** was afraid that if he continued to stay with Zhang Fan, **** would not be able to control his actions against Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan ignored the angry ****, but went straight to extract the label, Wang Gang whispered to Zhang Fan, "Boy, work hard, I'm optimistic about you." ”

Wang Gang looked like a confidant and hammered Zhang Fan on the shoulder.

Zhang Fan couldn't cry or laugh, frowning slightly for Wang Gang's childlike nature.

"Number 1."

Zhang Fan got his label and opened it, but it was No. 1.

"It seems that my opponent is No. 2, I don't know who it is."

Zhang Fan glanced at the few people on the Qiankun field with a puzzled gaze, and suddenly a dangerous gaze looked at Zhang Fan.

"It's Ma Hui of the Ma family, it seems that the road is really narrow."

Ma Hui approached Zhang Fan and said in a low voice, "Boy, you are very unlucky, you actually ran into me, I will take good care of you according to Brother Yuan's instructions, haha." ”

Ma Hui deliberately insisted on taking care of the word.

Ma Hui sneered.

Zhang Fan walked down the aisle from Ma Hui's side, "****." ”

"You."

Ma Hui shouted angrily at Zhang Fan.

"Okay, now except for Ma Hui and Zhang Fan, all of them will go to the Qiankun field."

Wang Gang shouted loudly.

Three seconds later, only Zhang Fan and Ma Hui were left in the Qiankun Field.

Ma Hui rubbed his fists and looked at Zhang Fan with a hoarse voice, "Zhang Fan, I will let you understand the gap between a strong martial artist and a martial artist." ”

Ma Hui is a second-grade martial artist, and his strength is much stronger than Ma Fei.

Therefore, Ma Hui is very confident.

"Zhang Fan, don't think that I will be Ma Fei's useless guy who will be defeated by a little martial artist."

Ma Hui said loudly.

"There's a lot of nonsense, hurry up if you want to make a move, I'm still waiting."

Zhang Fan said impatiently.

"Okay, okay, Zhang Fan, since you are so impatient, then I will clean you up."

Ma Hui stepped forward and bowed out, making his body into a bow shape, and rushed out with his body, like a shot bow and arrow, extremely fast, and rushed to Zhang Fan's face in an instant, and hit it through a palm, like a heavy palm wave.

"Nine stacked waves."

Yellow-level middle-grade martial arts, practiced to the fullest, one palm, nine waves, one wave after another, extremely powerful, comparable to yellow-level high-grade martial arts.

Ma Hui punched out with one palm, and the six waves were layered on top of each other, superimposed, and imprinted on Zhang Fan's chest.

"Hui'er is not bad, he actually cultivated the Nine Stacked Waves to the sixth wave, it seems that this battle is definitely won."

Ma Xingtian exclaimed.

"Zhang Fan, go die."

Ma Hui is very proud, his reliance is on this martial art, there is a martial art of nine stacks of waves, even if he is also a martial artist and a second-grade martial artist, Ma Hui does not have to be afraid.

"It seems that Xiaofan is going to lose."

The Great Elder said in a lonely tone, "Although I have long guessed that Zhang Fan will not win this battle, but when defeat is in front of him, Zhang Hua finds that it is really difficult to accept.

"Could it be that the sky is going to die, and my Zhang family can't do it."

Zhang Hua seemed to have suddenly aged by more than ten years, and his voice was low.

All the children of the Zhang family seemed to feel that the Zhang family was gradually dying out, and their eyes gradually overflowed with tears.

"You're so confident that you won't win."

Zhang Fan suddenly smiled weirdly, followed by the long fist like the wind, a smell of destruction took shape in the fist, and after feeling this smell of destruction, Ma Hui's face changed dramatically.

"You're defeated."

Destruction Punch.

The long fist was like the wind, smashing the long dragon, and with one punch, it directly broke the six waves, and then printed on Ma Hui's chest, Ma Hui's body was directly hit and flew out, falling on the ground, life and death are unknown.

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