Chapter Thirty-Nine: The First Battle of the Ring Battle!

Just as Fan Chen was thinking about what the one in his hand meant, the city lord's slightly hoarse voice explained to Fan Chen, "Now each of you has two sets of numbers in your hands, the front group represents the number of rings, and the back group represents the order of appearance. ”

Fan Chen's face darkened, "Just come and take a fight." ”

Lin Jie glanced at Fanchen's number, and when he saw his number, Lin Jie couldn't help laughing, "Haha, the little junior brother is really the dragon among people, and this luck is also ......."

Fan Chen saw that Lin Jie was still laughing at him, and said angrily, "What's so funny, I won't lose." ”

Lin Jie stopped laughing, "Well, come on!"

Liu Shan didn't speak, but he also gave Fan Chen an encouraging look.

"Now, please come to me next to the sect master of the Martial Sect, as well as the sect master of the Eight Cities Sect of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy, Painting, Brush, Ink, Paper, and Yan, come to me, and the disciples participating in the battle will take ten steps back, and those who have nothing to do with it will take fifty steps back. The city lord spoke.

And they did so.

Thundered.

The rings actually rose from the huge square in front of the city lord's mansion, and the stone seats in front of the ring also rose from the ground out of thin air. The position of the city lord is the highest, followed by the master of the martial arts sect, followed by the sect master of the eight cities. However, the strange thing is that there is also a seat next to the castle lord, which rises to the same height as the castle lord, but there is no one.

Seeing that the ring and the spectator seat were ready, the city lord waved his robe, "The first and second disciples of each ring are on the field, ready for the game!"

Fan Chen walked up to the No. 1 ring step by step and stood still.

His figure caused a whisper among the crowd, "Who is that? ”

"It looks like he's from the Earth Splitting Sect, but he's too young. ”

"I heard that two months ago, the disciples of the Martial Sect ran to ask for Lingyu, this Split Earth Sect is the key object of care, and it is usually the fiercest fight between the Split Earth Sect and their Martial Sect, now that the Martial Sect is developed, the Split Earth Sect will naturally be unlucky. ”

"Don't say it, there are still rumors that the disciples of the Split Earth Sect who participated in the war were injured by the disciples of the Martial Sect and almost scrapped, and now this is probably a support scene. ”

Everyone nodded secretly.

But Fan Chen obviously didn't care about this, he still stood there so straight, not moving, like a sculpture.

"Haha, the grandson of the Split Earth Sect, he actually met my martial arts sect in the first game, and today I will send you home!" An arrogant voice came, accompanied by a domineering young man.

With the landing of Tang Madness, even this stone platform was shaken.

"It's Tang Madness, oh my God, this kid is too unlucky, he directly met the strongest person in the martial arts, and this time he is estimated to be abused. ”

Everyone exclaimed in amazement and mourned for the mortal dust. Since Wu Jiang was a closed disciple secretly cultivated by the master of the Martial Sect, everyone thought that Tang Madness was the strongest in the Martial Sect.

Fan Chen looked at Tang Mad coldly, his eyes were like a cruel wolf looking at his prey. The cadre had already told him just now that it was this Tang Madness who injured his second senior brother.

Tang Mad was uneasy by the eyes of Fan Chen, he suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and laughed wildly, "Grandson, suffer death!"

Fan Chen was motionless, but his eyes were getting colder and colder.

When everyone saw Fan Chen's performance, they thought he was scared stupid, and reminded Fan Chen to admit defeat.

Tang Mad also thought that Fan Chen was scared stupid, and suddenly accelerated the speed of rushing towards Fan Chen.

Just when Tang Mad was about to approach Fan Chen, Fan Chen moved, he rushed straight towards Tang Mad, the force of the explosion made him like a cannonball, directly hitting Tang Mad body, the power of heaven converged on his right fist, and suddenly punched Tang Mad in the chest.

Slav.

The sound of being torn came from Tang Maan's body, and Fan Chen had already passed through Tang Mad's body, but there was no blood on him, and his white robe was still white.

On Tang Mad's body, a blood line appeared, and in the frightened eyes of everyone, it was directly split in half.

Everyone was silent, and all the high-level officials also stood up, with a look of shock in their eyes, even Liu Shan was no exception.