"Kill me, let you go!" as soon as Fan Lin's words came out, both the Duchy of Thursea and the original Dark Empire turned to look at him in unison, as if they wanted to see on his face where his confidence came from.

No matter how famous Fan Lin is now, it just proves how terrifying his cultivation talent is, there is only life and death in the life and death ring, and when there is a duel between life and death, I am afraid that no one can really say that he will win Beichuan, and there are too many souls who die under his sword.

"Fan Lin ......" just called his name, and before the words came out, Beichuan preemptively interrupted Wen Ziming's words:

"One word is a certainty!Little brother, have courage, please!" For fear that Fan Lin would regret it, he quickly finished speaking, stepped on the body of the dark dragon, and rushed towards the life and death ring above with the help of the recoil force.

Wen Ziming's eyes showed an anxious look, and he was silent for a long time but didn't say anything in the end, this was his own choice after all, so he patted Fan Lin on the shoulder, and watched him step by step into the ring of life and death as when he came......

After the two of them stepped on the round platform in mid-air, a transparent light mask appeared around it to isolate the leakage of energy, and the floor under their feet also turned into a transparent crystal stone, and the moves of the two people could be clearly seen below.

Tetsuji Kitagawa is still holding his black sword in both hands, and his face is very relaxed, not only because Fan Lin looks young, but also because Kitagawa is a speed-type martial artist, and he is absolutely restrained against magicians, and he also has his own big killing moves.

And Fan Lin stood firmly on the stage, and his right hand took out a long black stick from the storage bracelet, without any decoration, and he couldn't tell what material it was.

Seeing this long straight stick that was nearly one person tall and as black as ink, everyone, including Bei Chuan, looked surprised, is this a magic staff? How can it be so long? And shouldn't the staff be inlaid with attribute crystals to amplify magic, what kind of stone is this black?

Seeing this black stick, Wen Ziming's face hidden under the mask suddenly showed a smile, it seemed that everyone present had never seen Fan Lin use this stick, it should be called a staff, but he wanted to call him a Qi Mei stick......

I remember that day when I was testing my potential in the desert, the most genius among the three children was Fan Lin, Wen Ziming thought that the biggest surprise he gave himself was that he got the inheritance of Cecia when the priest awakened, but who knew that it brought him two surprises later, the pure earth attribute when the mage awakened just used the little earth spirit and grew into an earth attribute full mana, and the physical potential could not lose Xiao Dun. Although Wen Ziming finally suggested that he concentrate on cultivating earth-based spells, he also gave him advice and suggested that he minor in some martial arts, just to wait for this kind of life-and-death decisive battle to surprise the enemy.

Kitagawa Tetsuji squinted his eyes, his face was full of smirks, and looking at Fan Lin's acting skills again, he stood tightly at the edge of the platform, like an ordinary magician, as if he was afraid of Kitagawa's approach, his face was full of solemnity.

"Little brother, I'm going to attack, be careful...... Hahaha!" Laughing three times, Beichuan pulled out the knife in his hand, and the cold light flashed, and suddenly turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Fan Lin. There is no problem with his choice, the best choice against magicians is to quickly close the distance and fight hand-to-hand, this is a truth that children understand, but he doesn't know that Fan Lin is not an ordinary magician.

Seeing that black shadow getting closer and closer as if teleporting, Fan Lin showed a panicked look on his face, but the smile in his eyes still revealed his mood at this time, he was fooled!

"Ground thorns, rolling stones, quagmire!" Fan Lin waved the long stick in his hand, and a set of Middle Pole Earth attack magic was thrown out, the core of earth magic was the control of the terrain, so most of the role of earth magicians was reflected on the battlefield.

The black shadow's forward momentum paused slightly, and he dodged the ground spikes from the ground and the boulder rolling in front of him, but he inevitably fell into the mire under Fan Linbu, and the speed of the forward rush dropped sharply.

"Okay!" Seeing this situation, Dugu Aotian and Gu Yuanfeng applauded, Fan Lin was worthy of being the youngest earth master in the world, and he was really handy with the use of earth magic.

Beichuan rushed forward a few steps and found that the binding force under his feet was getting heavier and heavier, so he simply stopped, stood in place, the blue light burst out under his feet, and the knife in his hand was also covered with a layer of cyan light.

"Demon Swordsman?!" Fan Lin frowned slightly, but he was not shocked in his heart, he was not the kind of rookie who lacked actual combat experience, he had fought countless battles with Xiao Dun before, and he knew a lot about the attack methods of the Demon Swordsman.

Beichuan inserted the knife into the mire, and with a sound of "hmm", he swung the knife upwards hard, and a cyan knife came out, and he stomped on the ground with both feet, and turned into a black shadow and followed Qingmang to quickly close the distance between him and Fan Lin.

"This Beichuan is really difficult to deal with. Dugu Aotian watched the distance between the two get closer and closer, his brows gradually furrowed, and his eyes swept over the group of people in the Dark Empire, but he found that they were all standing or sitting quietly, as if they didn't care about the outcome of this battle at all, maybe they had absolute confidence in Beichuan.

Seeing Beichuan rushing at an accelerated pace, Fan Lin held sticks in both hands in front of his chest, and at the same time several earthen walls rose from the ground, but this time Beichuan did not have the slightest intention of dodging, and waved the knife in his hand to break through the earthen walls one after another.

When Beichuan broke through the last earthen wall, Beichuan had reached five meters in front of Fan Lin, and when he saw the image of Fan Lin standing with a stick, he paused unconsciously, thinking to himself what kind of posture this is, isn't he a magician? It turned out that the purpose of Fan Lin's last few earthen walls was to block his vision, and when he found out all this, it was too late to change his moves, so he could only accelerate and slash at Fan Lin.

And the smile on the corner of Fan Lin's mouth was even better, Beichuan didn't realize that he was a demonic dual cultivator when he saw his appearance, maybe he just resisted accepting this reality in his heart, in fact, he didn't blame him, because most of the demonic and martial dual cultivators were demonic swordsmen. This is also because the status of today's magicians is higher than that of warriors, as long as there are some magical talents, they will concentrate on practicing magic, how can anyone abandon their roots, unless they are like Xiao Dun, their talents really do not support going too far on the road of magicians before they choose to major in martial arts, out of this mindset, and see the mage robe that Fan Lin is wearing, and now he is now the youngest magic master, how can he still practice advanced martial arts.

Seeing the knife coming with a cape, Fan Lin just made a simple move to explore the sea with a green dragon, and pointed out with a single stick, before the knife fell, Beichuan flew back with his surprised gaze, leaving only a little blood in the sky.

With a "bang", Beichuan fell directly to the ground, until now he was still a little confused in his mind, did Fan Lin use that stick as a long stick just now?

At this time, although his head was still confused, Beichuan still instinctively slapped the ground with both hands, and one stood up, and also dodged a ground thorn that suddenly stabbed on the ground.

Beichuan was already standing in the middle of the ring at this time, looking at Fan Lin still with a one-handed stick, smiling like a flower, his mind had already turned quickly: As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, if he is really a long stick, how should I win......