At this time, Fang Lin's danger level had greatly increased among the contestants, after all, many of them were not yet Barbarian opponents, let alone Fang Lin.

The young martial artists who were in front of Fang Lin on the list glanced at Fang Lin vigilantly, obviously they knew that Fang Lin's true strength was not completely in line with the list.

It wasn't just Fang Lin who stood out, but there were also bursts of cheers around the other rings.

"Sure enough, he is the first on the seed list, Chihuo has always been a one-trick solution to the opponent, and no one has yet been able to force his true strength. ”

"The others aren't much worse than him, and I can't wait to see them face off right now. ”

"Lin Zhengtian and Luo Ming are both swordsmen, I really don't know what will happen when the two meet together. ”

Everyone talked about it, especially those who had bet a lot of money, and their palms were sweating, and they were worried when they watched some warriors scolding bad luck there, causing Lao Tzu to look away, because they had staked most of their net worth, and they were even more nervous than the contestants in the competition.

The second opponent was the martial artist of the Naling Eight Heavens, and as soon as he entered the arena, he avoided Fang Lin far away and stood on the edge of the ring. Obviously, he had seen the horror of Fang Lin's physical body, and there was a shadow in his heart.

Fang Lin looked at him speechlessly, what are you going to do if you stand there and don't attack.

Lifting his foot, he stomped heavily on the platform, and a force of ten thousand jun extended at Fang Lin's feet, and in a moment the place where the opponent was located collapsed.

The martial artist wondered why he stepped down by himself, he was concentrating all his energy on Fang Lin, and when he saw him move his feet, he fell down.

Everyone was stunned, they thought that Fang Lin would easily win this competition, but they didn't expect it to be in such a way, I'm afraid that since the Hundred Nations Competition, there has never been such a situation.

This is the wonderful use of the power of the flesh, Fang Lin's body is strong, and he feels that it is a bit of a waste not to give full play, and he can use it as his own means of attack.

Fang Lin's physical strength exceeded 100,000 catties, and without using his spiritual power, he could also compete with the martial artists of the Chong Realm One Heavy Heaven.

It didn't take long for Fang Lin's turn again, and the third opponent was a martial artist of the Nine Heavens of Naling, who was able to get to this point, and there were very few weak people.

He originally thought that even if Fang Lin was very strong, the gap between him and him was limited, but in the face of Fang Lin's attack, he couldn't resist it at all, the opponent's spiritual power was extremely abnormal, and the quality was much higher than him, as soon as he fought, he vomited blood and was knocked out of the ring.

Fang Lin won easily, watching Chu Ke'er compete on the stage, it was a little difficult, her opponent was a Chongtian in the Realm of Chong, and she was still too late to use all her means, and she was eliminated.

Fang Lin gently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and asked, "Why are you working so hard, you can just admit defeat." ”

Chu Ke'er made a smile, "I want to try my strength, so that I will also improve faster." ”

After speaking, she asked, "Brother Lin, are you sure to win the championship?"

In the past few days of competition, she also learned about some of Fang Lin's strength, plus Fang Lin bought 700,000 lower grade Xuanjing for winning the championship, it is not difficult to make such a guess.

"Hmm. Fang Lin nodded, his eyes showing a confident brilliance, "Although the strength of these people is good, I will not be below them." ”

Fang Lin's goal was on a broader stage, although the Hundred Nations Ratio was huge, it was only at the top level on one side, and it was nothing in the entire Xuanyun Continent.

The two did not talk about separation, so as not to add to their sadness. Chu Ke'er was proud in her heart, Brother Lin will always be the strongest.

In the distance, a warrior just entered the ring and shouted directly to admit defeat, which caused an uproar, but when everyone saw his opponent, they were relieved and took it for granted.

The desperate style man is as his name suggests, and the warriors who fought with him all died weirdly, and some people wanted to have a fight, but they died directly in the ring, and they had no chance to admit defeat at all.

The crowd even thought that his choice was wise, and the black-robed Death became a god of death from hell in their eyes, and they did not dare to look at him.

At the end of today's competition, there were only more than seventy participants left, and these people were all above the Seven Heavens of Naling, and they were the true elites.

"Elder He, by now, you should be able to see their strength. An old man laughed.

"Lao Wu, did you bet on the gambling game, with your temperament, you don't deny it. Old Crane looked at the old man named Lao Wu, with ridicule in his eyes.

"What's this, I'm not the only one who has done this kind of thing, don't say you don't. Wu Lao retorted, "I'm more optimistic about that Luo Ming, he is really a young man." ”

"Hmph, my disciple will not be worse than him. A middle-aged man with fiery red hair snorted coldly.

"Okay, this time, the strength of the young people of my hundred countries is beyond the past, and there will be a leap after entering the Holy Blood Pool, and it is not that they can't compete with other Tianjiao on the mainland. An old man said with a smile.

The rest of the people feel justified that this class of young people is better than their generation, and maybe there is real hope.

That night, Fang Lin's room ushered in an uninvited guest.

When Fang Lin saw Elder Crane again, he looked very surprised, he didn't know why he appeared here, and before Fang Lin could speak, Elder Crane spoke.

"Little friend, we meet again. Crane said with a smile, as if he were an ordinary old man.

"Senior, why are you here?" Fang Lin was puzzled, and at the same time felt that Crane Lao's body was different from that time, and there was vitality, "Why are you ......?"

For this senior who had helped him, Fang Lin was grateful in his heart, feeling that the other party would not be unfavorable to him, and when he was in the Dark Ghost City, he also learned that the Bai family was no longer wanted by him.

"Dark City is located in the territory of the Hundred Nations, and I am also the organizer of the Hundred Nations Competition, I have watched your competition in the past four days, and it is very good. Crane found a chair and sat down.

Fang Lin understood, he must be one of the figures on the high platform during the competition, his status was very noble, he knew that the other party would not come to him for no reason, there must be a following.

Seeing that Fang Lin was silent, Crane Lao secretly praised his kindness in his heart, no wonder there was such an achievement.

"The old man is a monk at the peak of the Ning Dan Realm, and his longevity is not much, but fortunately, he found the spirit essence in the Youshui Gate before, and he has added a little vitality to his body. Later, I didn't completely succeed in attacking the Guangxi Realm, I only took half a step, and I consumed the remaining qi and blood, and the old man wanted to go further, so he needed Lin Xiaoyou's help. Crane Lao said slowly.

Fang Lin was shocked in his heart, Crane was always a half-step Guangxi Realm martial artist, his strength was really terrifying, I was afraid that there was no one in this area who could be his opponent. Listening to what he said, Fang Lin guessed that Elder He was at least six hundred years old.

Six hundred years was too long, Fang Lin didn't have a clear concept, and he had just turned sixteen years old now. Martial arts cultivation can increase longevity, and martial artists in the Naling Realm have a lifespan of two hundred years, and every time they break through a great realm in the future, their lifespan will be doubled.

Na Ling Realm is the real martial artist, and although the Quenching Body Realm is important, it cannot increase lifespan. If a martial artist cultivates against the sky and takes his life, there will be many battles, and with the addition of injuries, his lifespan will naturally be reduced. However, Crane Lao's age is at least six hundred years old, after all, the martial artists of the Ning Dan Realm have a lifespan of eight hundred years.

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