Jiang Fan's sudden sound made the black man who was pressing him tremble unconsciously.

The black man looked at the child under his fist with a horrified expression, as if he had seen a terrifying existence.

Suddenly, a small flame began to rise above Jiang Fan's body, and the black man didn't care at first.

However, the flame began to burn on Jiang Fan's body as if it had met firewood.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black man immediately moved away from Jiang Fan's body and jumped to the side.

Gradually, Jiang Fan, who was lying in the deep pit, was in flames, and as time went by, the flames on Jiang Fan's body became stronger and stronger, and even reached seven or eight meters high.

And the black man who had beaten Jiang Fan into the pit before also realized the seriousness of the matter, and his cold sweat had completely soaked his clothes, and all this happened in only five minutes.

At this time, the sudden flames on the ring once again attracted the attention of all the spectators on the field.

When the black man saw that Jiang Fan still came out of the deep pit, a bold idea suddenly appeared in his heart.

He could clearly feel that Jiang Fan's aura was rising little by little, but it still hadn't reached the highest point, if he shot now, maybe he still had a chance of life.

As soon as he thought of this, the black man couldn't wait to rush over.

"Ah~"

The black man let out a loud shout, and his whole body erupted with that strange qi, wrapping his whole body again, and rushing towards Jiang Fan.

And at the moment when the black man made a move, Jiang Fan had already noticed it, and slowly stood up from the deep pit, his whole body wrapped in crimson flames.

When Jiang Fan stood up completely, the black man also happened to come to Jiang Fan, and a fist bigger than a casserole immediately swung towards Jiang Fan.

It's just that what happened in the next scene shocked everyone, including the black man who killed Jiang Fan.

Under the momentum of the black man, everyone thought that Jiang Fan would definitely be seriously injured this time, and the black man who killed Jiang Fan had the same idea, but the reality always backfired.

Just when that ferocious punch was about to hit Jiang Fan, it suddenly stopped less than half a meter in front of Jiang Fan!

The flames surrounding Jiang Fan are like a protective layer with extremely strong defensive power, protecting Jiang Fan's safety at all times.

The black man looked at Jiang Fan with a shocked face at this time, as if he had seen a devil, and his expression was terrified.

And Jiang Fan's flame protection layer is not only defensive.

That fire is Jiang Fan's own awakened natural skill, and Jiang Fan lives and dies together, and as Jiang Fan's strength improves, he will continue to evolve.

And this is also thanks to Ling Tian, the "Burning World Heavenly Technique" that was taught to him!

And Jiang Fan, it was also obvious that he had lived up to Ling Tian's expectations of him.

"This kid is still hiding~" A smile appeared at the corner of Ling Tian's mouth, and he muttered a sentence in his mouth

For Master, there is nothing more enjoyable than cultivating an excellent disciple.

At this time, the black man on the stage was even more panicked to the extreme.

Now he was completely absorbed by the layer of flames on Jiang Fan's body, and he couldn't pull it out, the most important thing was the fist that touched the flames, and he felt the temperature of the blazing flames at this time.

At first, he still had that strange layer of qi to protect himself, but now, that qi has also been swallowed up, and the entire fist has been almost completely exposed to the air.

At this time, Jiang Fan, who was in the flames, suddenly spoke.

"Don't you still admit defeat?"

"No~ Impossible, I must be a princess!" The black man shouted

Even now, his body is suffering from indescribable pain, and he still refuses to give up.

I don't know why, Jiang Fan now has a hint of soft-heartedness, and has the urge to let go of him, but reason has been controlling him, and he looks at Ling Tian......

Of course, Ling Tian also heard the conversation on the stage, but he didn't give an answer, so he looked at Jiang Fan quietly, as if waiting for Jiang Fan to make a decision on his own.

Jiang Fan, who hadn't received a response for a long time, seemed to understand Ling Tian's thoughts, and moved his gaze from Ling Tian to the black face in front of him.

The black man's face was extremely hideous at this time, and beads of sweat the size of beans were dripping from his forehead like torrential rain.

And his hand, which was completely enveloped by Jiang Fan's flames at this time, burned towards his bones little by little...... It seems that he is using the flesh and blood of that person as firewood to add some warmth to the flame.

Looking at the black man with a painful expression, Jiang Fan spoke again, and said with some reluctance:

"You better admit defeat, if you keep persevering, I'm afraid this arm of yours will be wasted~"

"No, as a warrior of the tribe, I will never admit defeat!" The black man, his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he looked at Jiang Fan viciously

"Then there is no way~"

"Come on~ah~"

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Fan was about to burn that person to ashes on the spot, Jiang Fan suddenly withdrew the layer of flames and returned to his normal state again.

And the black man opposite him also had a question mark on his face.

Although his hand is about to be scrapped at this time, he still has the strength to fight.

"What are you doing here? Do you want to throw in the towel? To insult me, to insult the warriors of our tribe? ”

Seeing Jiang Fan's behavior, the black man seemed to be even more angry, and his fist, which had been burned, was pinched by the black man at this time, as if he was going to crush his bones.

And the audience on the field also had the same question as the black man, he was already about to win, why let him go? Is there a shady scene?

Those audiences, but there are many people who have pressed a lot of property on Jiang Fan, and now they don't want to see Jiang Fan's failure.

"What are you doing? Kill him~"

"Boy, kill him quickly!"

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! ”

For a while, there was such a voice in the audience, asking Jiang Fan to kill the black man opposite.

However, Jiang Fan in the ring doesn't seem to have such a meaning.

Jiang Fan walked out of the deep pit, step by step, slowly walked towards the black man who was half-squatting on the ground, and a long knife of the Tang Dynasty suddenly appeared in his hand, the tip of the knife pointed directly at the head of the black man, and said:

"I'll give you one last chance, if you admit defeat, I'll spare your life......"

"Impossible, as the head warrior of the Ghost Flame Tribe, it is impossible to succumb, you kill me~"

Regarding Jiang Fan's suggestion, he refused very simply, without the slightest hesitation.

Jiang Fan knows that if it is, let him admit defeat just like that, it is already impossible, for a warrior, death is not terrible, what is terrible is to admit defeat, abandon the dignity of a warrior to admit defeat.....

In that case, there is no way over there.....

Jiang Fan slowly raised the long knife, and the blade was lifted to the top of the black man's head, and it could fall down at any time.

At this time, there was also a long-lost silence in the audience, and everyone held their breath, as if they were looking forward to this moment.

For them, the lives of these mortals on the field don't matter at all, if they can exchange their lives for their temporary happiness, then life has meaning.

At this time, on the ring, Jiang Fan held the Tang Dynasty long knife with one hand, hanging above the head of the black warrior, ready to fall at any time, and the black man, although the pain in his hand at this time had not been eliminated.

But his expression didn't show any pain, and even on his face with his eyes closed, he saw a trace of indifference and relaxation, as well as a trace of unwillingness.

Jiang Fan didn't know what he had experienced before, who was taken away by these so-called "immortals", but this expression now made Jiang Fan decide.

Just when everyone thought that Jiang Fan would drop the knife in his hand and cut off the man's head.....

Jiang Fan did not wave it down.

Jiang Fan lifted his right foot back, and then aimed it at the black man's chest, which was a kick.

After the explosion of a smiling flame, Jiang Fan was the only one left in the ring.

The black man who knew Jiang Fan was fighting had also been kicked out of the ring and smashed into his own team at this time.

Seeing this situation, the referee, as if he had expected it, had no expression on his face, slowly walked to the center of the ring, and shouted loudly towards the audience:

"In this game, Cangjia wins!"

Then, the referee turned his head, looked at Jiang Fan and asked:

"Do you need some time to rest?"

"Hmm~I need to take a break~"

"Okay, after half an hour, continue the game~"

"Thank you~"

After questioning Jiang Fan, the referee took out a small sign of a few inches from his cuff and threw it to the ground.

Then, a miraculous thing happened, the small sign that was originally only a few inches in size, at the moment it was thrown to the ground, as if it had been cast by magic, instantly turned into a three-meter-high big sign, on which a big word "Hugh" was written!

After that, the referee also left the ring, sat on the edge of the ring, and sat up.

Jiang Fan also left the stage and came to Ling Tian's side.

However, at this time, the audience was scolding, and it seemed that they were blaming Jiang Fan, why didn't they kill him just now.

And there are a large number of people among them, who suppressed Jiang Fan's victory.

Although Jiang Fan won the game, he did not meet the requirements of these people and did not satisfy their "perverted" desires.

However, Jiang Fan didn't pay attention to them, but jumped up and down, like a child, and jumped back to Ling Tian's side.

In the audience, some angry spectators began to throw some messy things and smashed them at Jiang Fan.

Although these things did not pose any threat to Jiang Fan, before Jiang Fan could make a move, Ling Tian raised a protective shield and sent back all those things that had been thrown over.

For a while, the originally clean stands became a mess......

After learning some lessons, those people are much more honest.

However, what Jiang Fan was more concerned about now was Ling Tian's opinion of himself, whether his handling of this matter could be Ling Tian's satisfaction.

Jiang Fan glanced like a primary school student who had just finished the exam and was waiting for his parents to praise him, his eyes were a little evasive, and he secretly looked at Ling Tian.

Ling Tian also seemed to understand what Jiang Fan meant, and his expression still changed and said:

"Actually, you already have a judgment in your heart, but you are less decisive~"

Hearing this, Jiang Fan's originally happy mood instantly became gloomy.

At this time, he was like a child who had made a mistake, and he didn't dare to look directly at Ling Tian.

"However, you did a good job~" Ling Tian then continued

Hearing this, Jiang Fan's expression changed again, and his mood, which had been low to the extreme, instantly became happy again, and the dark cloud that came in a hurry hidden in his heart left in a hurry.

"I know, I won't do this next time~" Jiang Fan said happily

Just as Jiang Fan was talking to Ling Tian, the warriors of the black tribe who had been brought down by Jiang Fan, with the support of the team members, walked over to Ling Tian and his party with difficulty......