Lost.

There was silence under the ring, and no one made the slightest sound. There were some Tiesheng Sect disciples scattered around the ring, but at this time, they also fell silent, but they all had some smug smiles on their faces, as if they were not surprised by Hua Mian's victory at all.

At this point, even glutinous rice can see that Huamian definitely does not have the strength to hold the ring. If he was serious, Hua Mian would have taken the ring down a long time ago, but he didn't, and he deliberately lost the fight when he was about to win the ring.

Nuomi came to his senses. She watched Hua Mian's competition before, Hua Mian didn't use all her strength, but she was stronger each time, and every time she seemed to win the competition inadvertently. Every time she saw Hua Mian fighting with different strength, she saw that something was wrong with this person at all, no wonder she had a chill down her spine, but she instinctively noticed something wrong.

Hua Mian was a personable person in the end, he didn't kick Tian Tian into the ring like before, and he didn't even hit the palm purple thunder at Tian Tian in the ring. He just grabbed the blade of the ice glass sword with his hand, snatched the sword with the other, and then invited Tian Tian to the stage with a smile.

Tian Tian was well-behaved and tame like a tamed demon beast, and when he stepped down, he glanced at the ice glass sword that was caught in Hua Mian's hand, with a little fear in his eyes.

Nuomi couldn't help but reach out and touch her collar, and use her fingertips to feel the embroidery that had almost been smoothed out.

She still remembered that someone like Hua Mian had grabbed the Ice Glass Sword with her hand, the monk who had been placed by Ye Fan beside her. It's just that the man's hands are frostbitten, but Huamian is completely fine, at least it looks like this. Suddenly, a hint of trepidation rose in her. At the beginning, the monk was the person next to Ye Fan, but he didn't seem to have a good sleep. So will Huamian be more powerful than Ye Fan......?

"Let's come up and play with me again." Hua Mian even drew a sword circle with an ice glass sword in the ring. The Ice Glass Sword sprinkled a circle of ice slag in the air, and from a distance, it looked as beautiful as snowflakes.

Nuomi's mind swirls with the monks who were injured in the ring. She didn't just watch the fight for a day, and then she didn't run diligently. But he still ran into a number of monks who were bloodied and knocked down to the ring. She always felt that the senior brother was the most powerful before, even if she knew that the senior brother's cultivation was still not as good as the elders in the mountain gate. But she still wishfully thinks that Ye Fan is the most capable of everyone. But now when she saw Hua Mian, she began to fear in her heart.

She had a very bad premonition.

Hua Mian walked around the ring very patiently, and circled again. Then, as if he was tired of walking, he stood next to the flagpole, still standing in an unorthodox appearance, but no one dared to jump into the ring.

It's not terrible to lose, it's terrible to lose hope of victory at all.

Everyone saw the fight between Huamian and Tian Tian. They all saw how Hua Mian entered the white blade empty-handed, and everyone was silent. This is probably a monk who no one present can defeat.

Someone had already quietly dispersed around. The circle that used to stand tightly has now loosened.

Hua Mian began to wave to the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect again, but this time no one dared to say anything sarcastic. Naturally, no one wants to jump into the ring to take on the challenge.

Today's Huamian is different from what Nuomi has seen before. Two days ago, Hua Mian was not so invincible in the ring, although he also kicked people to the bottom of the stage, and even stretched out his hand to provoke Ye Fan. But it was far less hopeless than it is today.

“…… Go and call Uncle Ye Fan? "Only Uncle Ye Fan can have a way, right?" "At least talk to the master......"

There was a constant sound of crumbling shaking all around. More monks quietly dispersed from the crowd, and they didn't know if they really wanted to find Ye Fan, so Yang Ye Fan came forward to clean up the flowers.

Glutinous rice stood out of the crowd in a daze, but it didn't make sense for her to stand and watch like this.

Huamian has been waiting for two pillars of incense on the top. But there were still no disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who came to the stage to challenge. He wasn't in a hurry, he just waited slowly, beckoning to Tian Tian and occasionally saying a few words.

Nuomi was looking forward to Ye Fan's appearance, but she was also worried. She came with her this time, just to take a look at Ye Fan's appearance in the ring. She knew that Ye Fan was very powerful, but she didn't know how powerful Ye Fan was. She felt that by looking at the ring, she would at least understand what she still needed to work on.

But now that Ye Fan has appeared, what if- what if he also loses? When Hua Mian was waiting for the male monk, he was never like Tian Tian, he directly injured the meridians with a thunderbolt in his palm, and then kicked it down. Nuomi didn't want to see Ye Fan treated like this.

Glutinous rice waited anxiously on the side, very overwhelmed.

At this time, it should always be time for Ye Fan to play, Nuomi still remembers that Huamian provoked Ye Fan at the beginning, but was disdainfully avoided by Ye Fan. At that time, Hua Mian was in the ring, so naturally he couldn't jump under the ring and drag Ye Fan to the stage. And the strength that Hua Mian showed at the beginning was completely different from now, and Ye Fan couldn't look down on it at all.

Nuomi naturally didn't think that Hua Mian had suddenly improved her cultivation in the past two or three days, so when she thought about it, it could only be that this person deliberately hid his strength in the ring. It is reasonable to say that now that it is finally the last moment, there will be a big reversal, but there are many things hidden in this person, and how can glutinous rice dare to use such a normal state to guess.

Whether it was her, or the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect who were surrounding the ring, they didn't leave until this time, just waiting to see Ye Fan appear and knock Hua Mian out of the ring. They are not willing to be suppressed in the ring by such a person, and they have no strength to resist, but they really don't have the confidence to go back to the stage.

In this crowd of onlookers, who dared to say that he could win against Tian Tian lightly. If you can't ask yourself, you can only hope that Ye Fan will appear in your heart. This Ten Thousand Swords Sect is up and down, and there is only one Ye Fan left who can beat Hua Mian down in the blink of an eye. These mountain disciples on the side didn't know that they were self-aware of their low level, and they were unwilling to pave the way for Huamian to defend easily; Or they don't want to lose face in front of everyone, they just stand silently down, quiet in all directions.

Hua Mian was a talker, and more and more Tiesheng Sect disciples surrounded him, pointing and laughing, and the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, who were originally superior in numbers and momentum, suddenly became weak. Some of them were so fierce that they wanted to jump into the ring, but they were immediately stopped by their fellow doormen on the side.

If you go up now, isn't it just to grow the majesty of others?

If you want to say that you are most looking forward to Ye Fan's appearance, it is Tian Tian. She had even imagined it several times, Ye Fan knocked the person who bullied her to the ground, snatched her sword back, and handed it to her again. It was like the stories in the old tales, and it made her mind dizzy.

Those stories either take place in the martial arts of the secular world, and some of them are about double monks. But this kind of scene of standing up for the other party and delivering the magic weapon doesn't all happen between some immortals?

Tian Tian was even a little grateful for such a scene now. Ye Fan is about to come over, and he is about to take back her magic weapon in everyone's eyes, which is no different from exchanging tokens.

All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect secretly gritted their teeth, hoping that Ye Fan would appear early and save a little face for the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, but Ye Fan did not appear.

"Uncle Ye Fan...... It's not coming, is it? ”

Someone whispered this from the side.

Nuomi, like everyone else, thought about waiting for Ye Fan to come out and teach Huamian a lesson, when she suddenly heard someone next to her say this, she was stunned at first, and then she wanted to refute it out loud. At this time, she had forgotten the cowardice in her temperament, and only thought about defending Ye Fan. But when she turned her head, she realized that she didn't know where her goal was.

The person next to him said this in a suppressed voice, and he didn't know who opened his mouth first, but gradually it was already buzzing.

Even Ye Fan felt that he was ...... Can't help it......"

"How is it possible, he is the first-class master in our sect. I just feel that I can't be beaten, so I should come out at this time. ”

"It's just to earn face for others when you come out, don't you think it's meaningless......

The small sounds around were not very loud, and they sounded scattered, making it impossible to tell where they started to come from. When Hua Mian just stepped into the ring, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect still looked like they were enemies, although they didn't dare to jump into the ring, but they were always holding back a breath in their hearts, believing that Ye Fan would come forward for them, send Hua Mian three times and five by two, and give them a long face from the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

And Ye Fan never appeared, but gradually smoothed out the anger in their hearts a little bit.

Many people had quietly left the ring again, and they no longer wanted to stand here and listen to the disciples of the Tiesheng Sect next to them say some cool words.

Nuomi doesn't know whether she is looking forward to Ye Fan's appearance and facing the challenge of Huamian in her heart now, or whether she is hoping that Ye Fan will not appear and not fall into the trap of Huamian - yes, the trap. Now that she had finally straightened out her thoughts, she felt that Hua Mian was putting a trap on Ye Fan. Hua Mian confidently provoked again and again, and Nuomi finally couldn't treat him as an ordinary disciple of the Tiesheng Sect anymore.

Hua Mian must have some bad water hidden in her stomach, just waiting for Ye Fan to step on it.

But what if Ye Fan doesn't show up...... If it doesn't appear, what kind of ending should it be?

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