In the ring, the referee saw that Li Er and Mo Yang had just made contact, so he quickly removed the shield and jumped into the ring.

He was fast, but Mo Yang was faster than him, and he saw that Mo Yang's figure flashed out directly from the shadow under Li Er's body, and the sword that emitted cold light shot out a sword light that was long and pierced Li Erxin's vest.

In mid-air, Li Er was already a junior martial artist master after all, and his reaction was naturally not slow, only to see him make a slight effort in mid-air, and complete the turn against the physical nature.

I saw that his hands were folded, and a rectangular flame barrier the size of half a zhang suddenly appeared out of thin air, blocking in front of his body, with a loud bang, the flame barrier lasted less than half a second and collapsed directly, and the sword was castrated, directly penetrating Li Er's right chest, bringing up countless blood flowers.

The blood was thrown away, Li Er slammed on the ground, and the referee finally arrived and blocked in front of Li Er.

With the help of excellent soul power perception, Lin Yifan clearly knew that Mo Yang's sword was not simple, although it seemed that Mo Yang only produced one sword, but Lin Yifan knew that Mo Yang actually produced thirteen swords at the same time, and they were all pointed on Li Er's hammer, and the superposition of the power of the thirteen swords was naturally not something that Li Er, who had just stepped into the junior level of martial arts, could compete.

"There is something wrong with this person, you have to be careful of him!" Ling Yunzi's voice suddenly appeared in Lin Yifan's mind.

Listening to his master's reminder, Lin Yifan was even more suspicious in his heart, and he himself might feel that something was wrong, but as a former Fu Saint powerhouse, they all thought that Mo Yang had a problem, so Mo Yang must have a problem.

Bu Zhixing looked at Lin Yifan's frowning brows and didn't speak, just because Lin Yifan was not used to blood.

And in the position next to the two, Feng Yanran also suddenly frowned at a certain moment, and suddenly felt a little sick in her heart.

"Yanran, are you uncomfortable?" Sensing Feng Yanran's strange appearance, Lin Yifan hurriedly looked at her with concern and asked hurriedly.

"It's fine, it's just a little nauseous all of a sudden. Feng Yanran shook her head slightly, saying that it was okay, she was also very strange, cultivating to her level, it was impossible for ordinary diseases to have an effect on her, not to mention disgusting for no reason, so this can only be like this if you hate one thing to the extreme, looking at Mo Yang in the ring, Feng Yanran had some guesses in her heart.

"Why don't we go out and rest first?" Looking at the moonlight shining in the sun on Feng Yanran's head, Lin Yifan didn't care too much, but thought that Feng Yanran was not used to such a bloody occasion, so he made a suggestion.

Feng Yanran turned her head to look at Lin Yifan and smiled, shook her head and continued to look at the ring, joke, there are so many spirit beasts in the back mountain, how do you think I have cultivated there for so long?

"Mo Yangsheng. The referee teacher looked displeased, this was the fifth time, and there was no need for him to make a sound, the two female teachers in the audience consciously came up to heal Li Er's injuries.

"Thank you, teacher, I can do it myself. Li Er pushed away the outstretched hands of the two teachers and walked off the ring by himself, at this moment his heart was full of indignation, both resentful of Mo Yang and resentful of his own incompetence, unable to avenge his younger brother, covering his injured chest, Li Er staggered down the ring.

Lin Yifan stared at Mo Yang directly, his eyes kept changing, and he was struggling in his heart, he wanted to make a verification, and this had to be a face-to-face battle with Mo Yang.

"Teacher, you can start the next game!" Mo Yang didn't have any consumption in the ring, so naturally he didn't need to rest, so he directly asked the referee to start the next game.

"Does anyone else want to challenge Mo Yang?" The referee stared at Mo Yang, this Mo Yang didn't give any face, his heart was full of helplessness, rules are rules.

The crowd fell into a short silence, even Li Er, who was seventh in the last session, was not Mo Yang's opponent, and everyone on the field was naturally not an opponent.

Everyone, you look at me, and I look at yours.

"Ten seconds countdown!" The referee teacher felt a little relaxed when he saw that no one was on stage, as long as he had five more byes, he could be replaced, although this would add five points to Mo Yang, but this may be a better ending than letting the students break their hands and feet.

"Maybe only the top three from the last big game will be able to beat him. After the fourth bye, the referee couldn't help but secretly think that this was also the inner thoughts of most people in the audience.

"The fifth time, a 10-second countdown. ”

Lin Yifan's eyes gradually became firm, this is about the deepest secret in his heart, and he must verify it.

"Step" Lin Yifan's footsteps were taken.

"Yifan?" Feng Yanran looked at Lin Yifan with surprise in her eyes, could it be that he wanted to challenge?

Lin Yifan nodded at the two, looked at Feng Yanran's worried eyes, and cast a reassuring look.

"Four seconds!"

"I'm coming!" Lin Yifan no longer hesitated, his knees were slightly bent, and the whole person jumped directly into the ring from the periphery of the crowd like a humanoid cannonball.

With a bang, there was a dull sound in the ring, and an inexplicable wind rose around Lin Yifan as the center, blowing a puff of dust.

The referee teacher felt the spiritual power fluctuations coming from Lin Yifan's body, and his heart was suddenly unhappy, just four seconds This evil star is about to end, how can there be another person who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and even the martial artist has not arrived, isn't this coming up to look for death.

"This classmate, don't you have to think about it again?" the referee's expression was a little ugly, but he still reminded him out of kindness.

"No!" Lin Yifan took off the forging hammer behind his back and put it on the ring, and said with a casual expression.

Opposite Lin Yifan, Mo Yang naturally also felt the fluctuation of the high-level spiritual power of the martial artist on Lin Yifan's body, and his expression was playful, can any cat or dog go to the ring? He decided to leave Lin Yifan with a lesson that he will never forget.

The referee teacher saw this and no longer stopped him, some people just don't know the height of the sky, since he is bent on seeking death, then it will be as he wishes, at this time there is a feeling in his heart that his kindness is ignored.

"Then, the two sides report their names. After the referee finished speaking, he got out of the ring, and the ring barrier was raised again, separating the outside world.

"Lin Yifan. Lin Yifan's expression was calm, but the muscles in his body were already quietly tense.

"Hehe, Mo Yang. Mo Yang smiled cruelly, as if he had seen his prey lying miserably in front of him begging for mercy.

"Lin Yifan, is it the Lin Yifan who challenged Wang Shao when he first entered the school?"

"It seems to be him, look at the sledgehammer in his hand!"

"That's right, it's him, they're as ugly as a hammer. ”

"Which Lin Yifan?"

"That's the ......"

"I heard that he can control things, and he is already a Xuan-level talisman master. ”

"I've seen it too, when he controlled several runes and seals to attack at the same time. ”

Although it has been two years, the name Lin Yifan still reminds everyone in the audience of the battle.