There was silence in the audience, and then he looked at the white-robed young man on the high platform who frowned slightly in a sigh of regret.

On the high platform, everyone looked at each other, they didn't expect that this biggest dark horse would meet a real roadblock at such a critical moment, against Yang Contempt, there is such strength in the academy, I am afraid that Mingquan is alone, although Lin Fan performed impeccable in the first two battles, but compared with a real peak powerhouse like Yang Con, there is undoubtedly still a huge gap.

"Lin Fan, this guy is a little unlucky. Chang Cheng sighed and looked at Mingquan and the others beside him.

Zhu Ying'er also frowned slightly, although she thought highly of Lin Fan's strength, but if she really wanted to compare it with a strong person like Yang Yan, she had to admit that there was a big gap between them.

Mingquan's face was calm, no one knew what he was thinking, but after a long while, Fang said softly: "After the game, let's draw conclusions, although I also think that maybe Lin Fan will lose more, but he has not denied it, he also has a chance to win, and the competition between him and Yang Mi is really exciting!"

A few people next to him nodded slightly, but their eyes involuntarily swept to the location where Yang Yan was, at this time, the latter, as the person concerned, also had a very faint stunned look between his eyebrows, but he did not show too many emotional fluctuations, just like Mingquan, his expression was flat.

However, compared with Yang Contempt's blandness, the Gan Can brothers beside him almost couldn't help jumping up and cheering loudly, yesterday Lan Xizhi was defeated by Lin Fan, but they were holding their stomachs, originally still cursing him for meeting Yang Contempt in the game, but they didn't expect that in this almost the most critical competition, the latter was really so unlucky to collide with Yang Contempt, this sudden surprise made her spit out two words proudly in her heart: "Retribution!"

"Alas. Luo Qing patted Lin Fan's shoulder a little helplessly, wanting to say something, but found that there was nothing to say, so he had to sigh lightly.

Lin Fan looked around and found that except for Shang Li, the other people's faces were a little heavy, and he couldn't help but smile helplessly: "Although the opponent is Yang Wei, then there is no need to cry like this, right?

Hearing this, Luo Qing and the others could only smile reluctantly, they knew that Lin Fan attached great importance to the top ten places, but now this kind of helpless thing happened at this most critical moment, presumably the latter was also quite irritable in his heart.

Looking at their appearance that was even more depressed than himself, Lin Fan shook his head with a smile, "Yang Yan is certainly very strong, but if you really want to fight, I don't know who wins and who loses." ”

Indeed, with Lin Fan's current strength, if he completely lets go of everything, let alone a peak martial artist of Condensation, even if he is a true spirit realm martial artist who has just been promoted, Lin Fan can make the other party embarrassed, after all, the real kaleidoscope writing wheel eye pupil technique, once it is performed, is not a vegetarian.

Of course, the negative effect of the kaleidoscope writing wheel eye is too strong, and Lin Fan really won't use it easily until the moment of life and death, and this thing is also his real last hole card.

The whispering in the field continued for a while, and then gradually returned to the referee's bench.

Luo Lei's gaze slowly withdrew from the direction where Lin Fan was, and he could only hope that this mysterious young man could show a miracle again and break into the top ten in the obstruction of a strong person like Yang Yan!

"The first competition, Chang Cheng, Zhong Wanli!" As the thunder roared, the atmosphere in the field was finally completely shifted from Lin Fan's encounter, and one by one his eyes fell on the two people on the high platform.

In front of everyone's eyes, Chang Cheng took the lead in standing up, this man who looked no worse than Lin Fan, walked to the edge of the high platform without changing his face, and then jumped directly and landed gently in the field.

Chang Cheng entered the field, and Zhong Wanli, who was quite obese, also stood up helplessly, and then came to the edge of the high platform with a trembling body of fat all over his body, and the fat shrank slightly, and a faint wind swirled around his body, and then the rather huge body was stunned, like a balloon, and slowly floated down the field.

"It turned out to be wind attribute spiritual power. Countless people couldn't help wiping a handful of cold sweat, the elegant and flexible wind attribute spiritual power, being used by this guy like this, it was like an unrecognizable feeling.

However, although the appearance and image are not very elegant, everyone also knows in their hearts that the people who can occupy the top ten positions on the strong list are all extremely terrifying people.

With the entry of the two, the atmosphere in the stands suddenly became hot, both of them are in the top ten of the strong list, this competition, I have to say, is extremely exciting.

After a faint sound of thunder fell, the competition began, and the two people in the field instantly drew their respective weapons, Chang Cheng made a huge black iron rod, and Zhong Wanli, on the other hand, was in the stunned gaze of a cadre, and pulled out a large handful of golden things like a circle from the ring, these golden circles are only the size of a palm, but the sharp sawteeth around the body are faintly shining with a penetrating cold light.

"It is said that this Zhong Wanli's weapon is called the Golden Ring of Death, and it is thrown with amazing momentum, and it is extremely accurate and ruthless. Luo Qing whispered beside Lin Fan.

"Oh?" raised his eyebrows with interest, Lin Fan didn't expect this fat man to have such an unexpected means, it seems that the people who can enter the top ten have a few brushes.

In the whispers in the stands, Zhong Wanli arched his hand at Chang Cheng, and said with a dry smile: "Brother Chang, you have to be light later, as soon as your black gold stick is waved down, I am afraid that my body will become a pile of meat sauce on the spot." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Fat Zhong, I haven't bumped into you for a long time, I don't know how much more powerful your gold is than before?" Chang Cheng scolded with a smile, and waved the black iron rod in his hand heavily, and the sharp sound of breaking wind made the people around the stands can't help but cover their ears.

Zhong Wanli's face trembled and laughed twice, and then his face gradually became solemn, holding a golden saw in his right hand, and the rich spiritual power surged out from his body, and a whirlwind swirled around his body, and finally under the control of the former, it was condensed outside the golden ring in his hand.

"Drink!" Suddenly, a low shout sounded, Zhong Wanli's arm shook suddenly, and the golden ring that flashed with golden light was like a touch of golden lightning, and instantly shot away at Chang Cheng.

The speed of the golden lightning was terrifyingly fast, and everyone could only see a golden thread flashing through their eyes, and the lightning was already about to hit Chang Cheng.

"Bang!" The jet-black iron rod slammed into the ground, and suddenly, the crack in the thick arm spread rapidly, and an extremely powerful dark yellow energy burst out from the crack, just right on the flash of golden lightning, and rushed straight into the sky.

"Come again! Zhong Shihuan, and Jiuhuan, haha!" Chang Cheng laughed loudly, the spiritual power in his body surging rapidly, and the iron rod in his hand emitted bursts of cold light.

Zhong Wanli sighed with a smile, Chang Cheng's spiritual power belonged to the earth category, and it was still a relatively rare rock spiritual power, this kind of spiritual power could turn a cultivator's body into a rock-like hard, just a little restraining his golden ring saw.

"Zhong Wanli has been suppressed by Chang Cheng regardless of strength or attributes, it is difficult to win, and casting the golden ring consumes extremely spiritual power, with his strength, he can only cast ten of the strongest attacks, therefore, in the academy, Zhong Wanli also has a nickname, called Zhong Shihuan. Luo Qing was like a commentator, constantly explaining the names that Lin Fan had never heard of.

Lin Fan nodded slightly, this kind of golden ring is not very suitable for this kind of fair and honest competition, the place where it can exert its full power best should be on top of the sneak attack, think about it, if you are walking in the mountains and forests, and suddenly shoot out such a golden ring from a corner that you don't expect, what a headache and chill it is?

In the field, Zhong Wanli seems to be aware of his weaknesses, but there is no other way, his mentor said at the beginning that if he goes to be a killer, I am afraid that he can be mixed up, but if he challenges people head-on, his combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced.

A galloping golden ring shot out from Zhong Wanli's hand like lightning one after another, but no matter how tricky his angle was, it didn't have much effect on Chang Cheng, because the latter used almost all of his spiritual power for defense, even if it couldn't be intercepted occasionally, the golden ring would only leave a long faint trace on his body.

Although it is quite consuming to use all the spiritual power for defense like this, it is much better than Zhong Wanli casting the golden ring, so the battle between the two of them is almost a battle of one attack and one defense to compete for whose spiritual power is more powerful.

Although it is quite exciting in the eyes of some ordinary students, for Lin Fan and the others, it is a little boring, because everyone knows that in this competition, Zhong Wanli has fallen into a disadvantage, because he can't break through Chang Cheng's defense under full force under the full attack.

After the battle lasted for nearly half an hour, Zhong Wanli finally had no choice but to stop, put away the last two golden ring saws in his hand, and then obediently raised his hand to admit defeat in the stunned eyes of the surroundings.

Zhong Wanli's admission of defeat did not surprise Lin Fan and others, and after a short wait, the second battle also followed.

Mingquan and Qin Lin, however, after Mingquan's handsome appearance for a long time, Qin Lin did not show up, and just when everyone was a little impatient, a weak voice sounded: "Qin Lin said that he had a stomachache, so he didn't participate in the game."

There was silence all over the place, and then there was a black line, which is too comedy, right?

"Ahem, since Qin Lin has admitted defeat by himself, let's start the competition for the last top ten places. Luo Lei stood up, coughed dryly, and then said slowly.

As the thunder fell, the eyes in the field instantly shifted to the high platform, and finally stopped at Lin Fan and Yang Mi.