Ye Fan is known as the biggest dark horse in the Southern Regions Genius Competition, and together with Qingzi, he became the object of heated discussion, and was once again pushed to the cusp of the storm.

For all this, Ye Fan didn't care at all.

In the past three days, Ye Fan has not stepped out of the gem que, and has been quietly retreating, realizing martial arts, enlightening the Tao, and thinking about ways to break the supernatural power with holy power.

Not only him, but in the past three days, no one from the Xuanwu faction has walked out of the palace, this competition has given them a great touch, Zhang Taiyi and Shen Tu and others have gained a lot, and they have been in retreat, digesting some of the insights in the game.

It can be said that for them, this is a qualitative transformation, and being able to compete with geniuses from all over the state is a gain in itself.

Three days passed in a flash, and early on the morning of the fourth day, Ye Fan walked out of his room, the whole person was introverted, like an ordinary person, and the eyes of Shen Ximen and Wang Qingshan who looked at it flashed with brilliance.

They were all surprised by Ye Fan's changes, although there was no obvious breakthrough, but it gave them a different feeling, as if Ye Fan had undergone a reborn change.

"Elder Wang, Elder Shen."

Ye Fan greeted the two with a smile, his expression relaxed and calm, as if he didn't care about the upcoming cruel game at all.

"Let's go!"

Wang Qingshan and Shen Ximen didn't say anything, and walked directly to the arena with Ye Fan and the others.

Although Ye Fan was the only one who participated, the people from the Xuanwu Sect and the Treasure Pavilion all followed, wanting to witness this important competition and cheer for Ye Fan at the same time.

Early in the morning, the entire square was already crowded with monks, from all states and regions, including some ordinary small traders.

At a glance, the entire square is full of black heads.

Today is the semi-finals. It's only two, but it's certainly more exciting than any before, and it's all about seeing who makes it to the final.

Aoko's voice is the highest!

In the last game, the Holy Son of Lingzhuang broke through on the spot, but was finally defeated by Qingzi.

Qingzi already has the demeanor of a monk in the same realm.

The least favored is naturally Ye Fan. His realm is too low.

In the eyes of many people, in the eight-in-four competition, if it weren't for Prince Jueluo's insistence on fighting with Ye Fan in the same realm, he would have won him a long time ago, and it would have been impossible for him to get lucky to get into the top four!

Outside the crowd, the stars of the Qing family came to the waiting area like the moon, and everyone automatically made way for him.

Although Qingzi is very young, he already has the demeanor of a generation of kings, and many people feel an invisible pressure when he walks by!

There is such a genius in the Southern Regions. There was a faint uneasiness among the geniuses from the other realms who came to watch the tournament, there was no doubt that in the near future, they would definitely have a fight, and such a strong opponent was something that everyone did not want to encounter.

At this time, Ye Fan also came, and far away, his eyes collided with Qingzi. erupted with a strong killing intent, causing the people around to feel the temperature plummet.

Unconscious. People also made way for Ye Fan to enter the waiting area and wait for the game.

Everyone is looking forward to whether Ye Fan will collide with Qingzi in this game.

Once it hits, it will be a tragic battle, and Qingzi will definitely kill Ye Fan in the most brutal way.

"Hey!"

Qingzi sneered with murderous intent, and then stopped looking at Ye Fan, it felt as if Ye Fan was already a fish on the board. He can be left to his slaughter.

He focused his attention on the primeval son and the wind.

Four Kings and One Statue, although it is only a title, it is a supreme honor for any young genius, showing his strength and status among the young generation in the entire Southern Regions.

Aoko's utilitarian heart is very heavy. Although Ye Fan and him had a hatred of killing his father and killing his wife, he didn't want to lose his last chance to stabilize himself by killing Ye Fan.

Although Qingzi stopped looking at Ye Fan, the rest of the Qing family was stunned, and fire could almost erupt from their eyes.

Not long after, the Xuanzhou Feng family also came to the waiting area with a cold iron suit, and the wind with a grimace mask came to the waiting area.

After three days of recuperation, Feng Feiyang completely recovered, and there was no sign of serious injury at all, which was particularly mysterious.

Accompanied by the Holy Lord of the Feng family, many strong people of the Feng family have come, paying close attention to this game, although it is a sure thing to be the four kings, they still want to fight for it and see how far Feng Feiyang can go!

After the wind flew away, the people of the Ancient Holy Land also walked into the waiting area with the Ancient Holy Son Gu Hao!

"Who do you think the man surnamed Ye will meet this time?" Not far from Ye Fan, a monk asked everyone in a loud voice.

"Cut, then who knows? It's all randomly selected, and no one can say until the moment of the final announcement! ”

"That's it, no one can answer you when you ask such a question!"

The monk snorted and shut up in embarrassment, for he seemed to have tried to stir up a topic for everyone to discuss, but it was boring for him.

Ye Fan smiled, there is no shortage of these good deeds anywhere, obviously it has nothing to do with them, but they are extremely enthusiastic.

This kind of person, if it sounds good, it is an ancient way, and if it is bad, it is nothing to look for.

While!

A melodious bell rang, and the two vice presidents walked onto the arena fiercely, looking at the spectacular scene of the crowd on the square, and nodded with satisfaction.

The more people who watch the game, the more meaningful the game will be, otherwise there will be no one watching the game?

After a few words, the two vice presidents immediately began to group, there were only two semi-finals, and the chances were equal, and it was also the two who drew lots to determine who was in a group with whom.

Soon, the information of the grouping came out, Feng Feiyang, the strongest descendant of the Feng family, played against Qingzi, and Gu Hao, the ancient saint, against Ye Fan!

The first game was the match between the Ancient Saint Son and Ye Fan, and people's emotions were suddenly ignited, and they all speculated how long Ye Fan could support the hands of the Ancient Saint Son.

"Open betting, from a move to a stick of incense, you can bet, come and verify your guess!"

Before the game started, someone opened a bet, making it clear that it was impossible to get along with the Treasure Pavilion.

Because, just three days ago, after the end of the eight-in-four game, Yaling adjusted Ye Fan's odds to a level second only to Qingzi, which was lower than that of the Taigu Holy Son, which surprised everyone.

The opening bet was made by a very shrewd-looking middle-aged monk, with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks, who was shouting hard about his own rules.

Judging from this odds, he is not optimistic about Ye Fan, thinking that Ye Fan cannot support more than one stick of incense.

"Hehe, this old boy is looking for bad luck!"

The white-eyed wolf rolled his eyes, quietly came to Tong Qianchen and Shen Tu, and said in a low voice: "You two go to buy, just buy Ye Boy to win, I guarantee that you can make a lot of money, dare to go?" ”

Shen Tu glanced at the white-eyed wolf suspiciously, and his heart was a little moved, but these words came from the mouth of the white-eyed wolf, and he hesitated again.

During this time, he had a hot fight with the white-eyed wolf, and he knew that this guy was unreliable in his speech, and if he was trapped, he would have no place to cry.

"I'll go!"

Just when Shen Tu hesitated, Tong Qianchen had already stood up and walked towards the middle-aged man with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks with a resolute face.

"Boy, you're really unproductive, I originally wanted to take care of you, but I let that little girl take the lead, but it's still too late for you to go now, hurry up!" The white-eyed wolf glanced at Tong Qianchen in surprise, and urged Shen Tu to bet quickly.

"Okay, I'll believe you this time, but if you trap me, we'll not be done when we go back!" Shen Tu said as he chased after Tong Qianchen.

"Cut, not finished with this king? You can beat this king and say this again! ”

The white-eyed wolf pouted, which time didn't he bite Shen Tu into the sky and into the earth? In the end, something happened to the baby?

Soon, Tong Qianchen came to the middle-aged monk and asked, "If Ye Fan wins, what are the odds?" ”

"What? Anyone else betting on him to win? ”

"There are too many spirit stones to throw away, right?"

"Little girl, don't be impulsive, you can still hear the sound of the spirit stone thrown in the water, and the winner surnamed Ye won't even make a sound."

As soon as they heard that someone was going to bet on Ye Fan to win, the people around him were stunned, and then they successively persuaded Tong Qianchen to think about it and not to be impulsive.

"Little girl, do you really want to bet on the one surnamed Ye to win?"

The middle-aged man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks glanced at Tong Qianchen suspiciously and confirmed.

"That's right, you just say what's the odds, right?" Tong Qianchen said expressionlessly.

"Ten to one!"

The middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks gritted his teeth and reported the odds of Ye Fan winning.

Wow!

Tong Qianchen shook his hand, and poured out hundreds of catties of spirit stones from the space bag, the quality was mixed, and if all of them were converted into top-grade spirit stones, it would be about ten catties, which was already a lot.

"These are my bets, if converted into the best spirit stones, there will be about eleven or twelve catties, I will treat it as ten catties, and all bet on Ye Fan to win!"

Tong Qianchen said in a deep voice, her tone was categorical!

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