Ling Fan was the last to arrive in the Sunset Academy area, and Wu Xuan was sitting in the center, although their area was not large, but after all, it could be regarded as the academy that held out to the end. A lot of eyes were on them before the game started.

Shen Siqi was sitting next to Wu Xu and talking about something with Wu Xu, this little princess was born with a familiar look, and she had endless topics to talk about with everyone.

"Dean, what are you talking about, so energetic. Ling Fan walked over and sat on the other side of Wu Xuan and asked.

"I'm talking about you, Princess Siqi is learning about some things about your past, such as "blood in the cave room" and so on. Wu Xuan said with a smile.

"Well, Dean, no, your mouth is too big, and you tell her so many troubles. Ling Fan was very embarrassed.

Several people were talking and laughing together, Dongfang Yutong was beside her, and she secretly looked at Ling Fan with her eyes, she also wanted to participate, but Shen Siqi and Wu Xu both thought about it in Dongfang Yutong and gave up.

"There are four of you left, today is the semi-finals, there will be two games to decide who will go to the final, and tomorrow is the long-awaited final. Shen Tianqing said loudly in the ring. "The remaining four are the best of the best, and I believe the game will be very exciting. ”

Listening to Shen Tianqing's words, Ling Fan smiled, just this rule, luck accounts for most of the most, what is the strongest of the strong, just he Ling Fan doesn't know how many people are doubting his strength.

"Now the draw begins. Shen Tianqing said and began to draw lots. "The first ......" everyone was hanging in suspense, not knowing who and whose duel it would be.

Liu Yancheng fought against Han Miaomiao. ”

Whew, Ling Fan breathed a sigh of relief, the first game was not him, then he could relax and relax.

In the first game, Han Miaomiao was most disappointed by Bai Luohuan, he still had a trace of luck in his heart, hoping that Han Miaomiao would be able to face Ling Fan, but now against Liu Yancheng, there is absolutely no possibility of victory.

Han Miaomiao and Liu Yancheng entered, and the two sides looked at each other for a few times before moving. The whole audience watched the game quietly, only the area of Sunset Academy faintly heard a burst of shouts, which were not cheers but very strange sounds.

Everyone looked at the voice, only to see Ling Fan leaning on the chair with his head tilted to one side, Ling Fan was actually asleep, and this burst of shouts was actually the sound of Ling Fan snoring.

"This kid is too heartless, and he is still asleep at this time, which is a rare opportunity to observe the opponent. Wu Xuan said angrily, about to wake up Ling Fan.

Dongfang Yutong and the others also thought that Ling Fan was too lax, how much he looked down on his opponent to make such a move.

"Let him sleep, Brother Ling Fan is too tired. Shen Siqi hurriedly grabbed Wu Xu's hand.

Wu Xuan shook his head, no longer paying attention to Ling Fan, everyone watched the game together, and now it could only be done by Ren Lingfan, if he didn't let him rest well, he would not be able to concentrate on the game.

Bang, in the field, Liu Yancheng slapped Han Miaomiao's back and knocked Han Miaomiao out of the field. Everyone had already guessed this result, Han Miaomiao, how could a third-order spirit master be Liu Yancheng's opponent.

Liu Yan wins. Shen Tianqing announced the results and continued to draw lots.

Liu Yancheng just walked under the ring.

"In the next game, Liu Yancheng. ”

Kick, Liu Yancheng stopped when he heard it, he had him in both games today, but everyone was more curious about who the opponent was this time.

Liu Yancheng hoped that the opponent was Ling Fan, so that he could repair Ling Fan well, and if he drew Fang Yuqing, then he would have no chance to humiliate Ling Fan.

Liu Yancheng clearly knows Fang Yuqing's strength, and in the end, Fang Yuqing will definitely win, and another point is that Liu Yancheng is pursuing Fang Yuqing, since he will lose in the end, then he might as well push the boat down the river and take the initiative to let Fang Yuqing win in the end, so that he will lose face and please Fang Yuqing.

"Liu Yancheng fought against Ling Fan. Shen Tianqing shouted.

Wow, the people in the audience began to talk to each other, and Liu Yancheng was quite satisfied when he heard this result. Only Dongfang Yutong and the others did not look very good-looking, if Liu Yancheng drew Fang Yuqing, it would be the best result for Ling Fan, the two tigers would fight, and there would be an injury, so that Ling Fan could directly participate in tomorrow's final without wasting any effort. In the case of such a long time, maybe Ling Fan can unexpectedly achieve the final victory.

"Ling Fan, don't sleep, wake up. Dongfang Yutong shook Ling Fan vigorously. Ling Fan turned over slightly, and slept with a mouth.

"Still sleeping? Wu Xuan looked at Ling Fan and said, pulling Ling Fan's clothes with one hand, whoosh, and directly threw Ling Fan from the stands to the ring.

"Huh. Ling Fan also woke up when he was caught by this, and yawned in the air only to find that something was wrong, and went straight to the ring with his head down.

"Damn, who is this? It's too violent. Ling Fan muttered, flipped over, and landed in the ring and squatted there.

Liu Yancheng was also angry when he saw Ling Fan's casual appearance, how much he looked down on him. What made him even more angry was that Ling Fan slowly stood up, patted his hand on his mouth, yawned and kept shaking, and he didn't look at him as an opponent at all.

Ling Fan, it will make you look good in a while, Liu Yancheng was already angry in his heart, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"Both players, get ready. Shen Tianqing looked at Ling Fan's appearance and shook his head, but he was the person in charge and had to follow the rules.

"Is it my turn?" Ling Fan asked in a fugue state.

"Yes, this game is you and Liu Yancheng. Shen Tianqing emphasized again.

"Oh. Ling Fan replied casually, looking confused, but in fact, Ling Fan's heart was already very sober, and the aura in his body was running all over his body, ready to make a move at any time.

"Let's go. Shen Tianqing gave an order.

"Ling Fan...... I'm ...... today," Liu Yancheng just opened his mouth, wanting to humiliate Ling Fan in words first.

Rub, who knew that Ling Fan was still looking casual just now, and in an instant, his figure shook and came to him.

Bang, Ling Fan's clenched fist struck straight out, and a punch hit Liu Yancheng's face. Plop, plop, Liu Yancheng rolled on the ground several times in succession. He was careless, but he didn't expect Ling Fan to seem loose, and he went all out as soon as he came up. Liu Yancheng hadn't even used his aura defense before he was knocked to the ground by Ling Fan's punch.

Drops of blood flowed out of his nose, and before Liu Yancheng could humiliate Ling Fan, he was humiliated by Ling Fan with practical actions first.

"Ling Fan, you are looking for death. "Liu Yancheng had never suffered such a loss in the entire Chiyang Day Great Sacrifice, and Ling Fan's blow completely angered him.

"Idiot. Ling Fan said to himself, why do you talk so much about the competition.

Ling Fan's figure flashed again, and he took a rebuke step, and in an instant, he detoured behind Liu Yancheng and kicked towards Liu Yancheng's back. Liu Yancheng didn't hide, he turned around and kicked it, the attacks of the two slammed together, and both sides didn't move, judging from this move, the two sides turned out to be evenly matched.

No, Liu Yancheng was shocked, based on his judgment of Ling Fan, Ling Fan should not have this strength, his kick was not casually kicked. This kick was a kick of the strength of the Soul Suppressor after transporting the aura, and when Ling Fan provoked him, he didn't plan to keep his hand.

Liu Yancheng was surprised, Ling Fan was not idle, and in an instant, his fist swung over and fought with Liu Yancheng.

Bang, bang, bang, the two of them in the ring hit each other violently. Liu Yancheng continued to improve his aura, but found that Ling Fan was not suppressed by him at all.

Suddenly, Ling Fan took a step back, his fists were wrapped in layers of spiritual energy, and he struck Liu Yancheng with a step on his feet. Whew, the fist swept past Liu Yancheng's ears with the sound of the wind, but the next moment it miraculously turned and hit Liu Yancheng's temple.

Bang, Liu Yancheng blocked it with one palm, although he looked down on Ling Fan, he also paid attention to Ling Fan, Ling Fan's boxing skills had been exposed once in the previous game, so he was not careless when Ling Fan punched over. This guy's move is too weird, although this punch can't threaten Liu Yancheng, but it's still very tricky.

The surrounding audience originally thought that this battle would end with a casual comparison, but they didn't expect Ling Fan to take the initiative to attack now, and he would not fall behind.

Whew, another punch was struck, sonorous, the Void Spirit Sword floated out of thin air, Liu Yancheng caught Ling Fan's right fist with one palm, but the Void Spirit Sword appeared on Ling Fan's left hand.

Ling Fan held the Void Spirit Sword in his left hand, and the hilt of the sword slammed forward towards Liu Yancheng's chest, bang, Liu Yancheng had no choice but to use his other hand to protect his chest to block, and his body also took a step back under this blow. But there was a pain in the palm of his hand, after all, he was a weapon against Ling Fan with his physical body.

But Ling Fan's attack was not over yet, his left hand was the Void Spirit Sword, like Fang Yuqing, he held the sword with his backhand, and swept out the sword and slashed towards Liu Yancheng's face. Liu Yancheng's head flashed back, and a few hairs slowly fell down.

Kick, kick, Liu Yancheng took two more steps back, and Keng, Liu Yancheng also drew his sword, and his anger was now beyond words.

Liu Yancheng held his sword and slashed at Ling Fan, and a sword slashed from Ling Fan's right side. Keng, Ling Fan blocked this sword. Liu Yancheng's figure disappeared from Ling Fan's right side, appearing on Ling Fan's left side, and slashed again.

After slashing this sword, Liu Yancheng changed his position again, flashing left and right around Ling Fan, flickering forward and backward. The sword seemed to come alive in his hand, and the position of each sword slash was different.

Liu Yancheng's speed became faster and faster, and there seemed to be four Liu Yancheng in front of Ling Fan, and four sword shadows slashed at him for a while. Hmm, Ling Fan quickly swung the Void Spirit Sword and spun around himself. Keng, this all-round defense blocked Liu Yancheng's sword. But because the direction of Liu Yancheng's sword was not Ling Fan's front, blocking this sword also made Ling Fan's figure shake slightly.

Taking advantage of Ling Fan's unstable body, Liu Yancheng slashed with his sword again. Ling Fan hurriedly stepped into the air, flashed to the side, and landed in the ring again to keep a distance from Liu Yancheng.

Liu Yancheng's four phantoms are too real, and what is even more strange is that the existence of aura can be felt in each phantom, if he can't find which one is Liu Yancheng's true body, then Ling Fan has no way to start.

"Ling Fan, I see how you dodge my Phantom Clone Sword. Liu Yancheng said proudly.

This move is really powerful, but there are only four of them, and one of them must be true, so in this case, he will also use the same weird move to make Liu Yancheng confused in order to stabilize the current situation.

Thinking of this, Ling Fan's Void Spirit Sword took off his hand and floated around his body. Liu Yancheng rushed over nonchalantly, and with a bang, four swords stabbed at Ling Fan. The Void Spirit Sword also swung itself and slashed towards a phantom, the corners of Liu Yancheng's mouth smiled, and from his expression, it could be seen that Ling Fan's sword had guessed wrong.

Seeing that the four swords were about to stab Ling Fan, Liu Yancheng felt a cool breeze coming towards him. He instinctively slashed his sword horizontally, and there was nothing in front of him, but Liu Yancheng clearly felt that something was stabbing his sword.

It's dangerous, what the hell is that.

The four figures retreated at the same time, and Liu Yancheng looked at Ling Fan incredulously, if it weren't for his keen perception, he might have been tricked.