Just when everyone was taken away by Yang Fan's momentum and looked at him in unison, the protagonist, who was stared at by tens of thousands of eyes, frowned slightly, and seemed to look at the corner on the right side of the ring consciously.

Lin Haitao, who was dressed in a black robe, was already standing silently in that corner, quietly looking at the radiant Yang Fan, and even after seeing him turn his head, a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he nodded at him.

Yang Fan's heart, which was hot because he was about to fight, instantly cooled down, and the superior look brought by the feeling of being in the spotlight calmed down in an instant, and he cautiously stared at the uncle sunshine who was like an ordinary person.

Lin Haitao seemed a little surprised that he adjusted his mentality so quickly, raised his eyebrows, and walked towards the middle of the ring.

Yang Fan was not to be outdone, and also walked forward.

The pace of the two was neither fast nor slow, with some kind of inexplicable regular fluctuations, and they just walked to the middle of the ring, one step apart.

Lin Qinghan looked at the stage with a warm smile and a serious and calm face, and said to himself:

"Lin Haitao is a cultivator of the dark attribute, he can show such an expression......"

Liu Xinzhao said lightly:

"Cultivating the dark attribute vitality, either the heart is dark or you really have a deep understanding and affinity for the 'darkness'. He's been in the squad leader position for seven years, what do you think of him?"

Lin Qinghan looked at Lin Haitao's warm smile on the field, his face became serious, and he thought for a while and said:

"It's hard to say. There are both good and evil, but the key is how you and I guide. ”

Liu Xinzhao nodded, looked at Lin Haitao on the field and said:

"Then I'll trouble you on weekdays, after all, the dark attribute is also one of the top attributes, if you really want to talk about it, it's even higher than your ice attribute. If he is the kind of natural resource that belongs to the latter, it is not okay to appropriately increase the distribution of each of his spiritual materials in the future. ”

A smile resurfaced on Lin Qinghan's face, and he nodded:

"Good. ”

He naturally understood the meaning of Liu Xinzhao's words.

If it is a heavenly asset, increase the distribution of his spiritual materials and give him many benefits to allow him to cultivate as soon as possible, then on the contrary, if he is the kind of person who has a dark heart and destroys the unity of everyone, he will naturally lower the various materials allocated to him.

It's just that he hasn't made any big mistakes over the years, even if he is a little too casual on weekdays, but the tasks assigned by the captain can be completed on time, and his popularity is okay.

Just when the two of them on the stage were discussing Lin Haitao's future in the village in the future, Liu Hu's voice mixed with the fluctuation of true qi in the audience had resounded throughout the audience.

"Ring No. 1, Yang Fan vs. Lin Haitao, the competition begins!"

Yang Fan stretched out his arm slowly, collided with Lin Haitao, and then quickly retracted like lightning.

The vitality that had already been prepared on his legs instantly fluctuated according to the mysterious law of Xuan's body steps, and he suddenly took half a step back, and the iron sword that shone with a cold luster slashed through the air and slashed towards Lin Haitao's left arm.

"Ding!"

Lin Haitao's right hand raised a cold light with great speed, accurately blocked in front of the blade, and then the whole person flew away with the help of his strength, and in an instant, he circled to Yang Fan's side, and punched it out.

When the fist approached, Yang Fan suddenly felt a cold aura approaching the bottom of his heart, and his body was about to stop uncontrollably.

However, in less than an instant, a sudden warm feeling emerged from under the membrane, like the warm sun in winter, and the cold was dispelled in an instant.

"Huh!"

At the moment when there was no room for it, the vitality on Yang Fan's legs flowed violently, fluctuating according to the mysterious law of dividing empty steps, and it burst out two meters away.

When he stabilized his figure and turned his head to look, he saw the cold light under Lin Haitao's hand retracted into his sleeve.

Yang Fan was vigilant.

If I'm not mistaken, his weapon is supposed to be a dagger, and the fighting style of Darkblade is to hide the weapon in the attack, looking for an opportunity to deliver a fatal blow.

Lin Haitao, who withdrew his fist, also felt that this opponent did not seem to be able to take it down within a few moves.

I thought that even if Yang Fan was a cultivator in the middle stage of the Body Grinding Realm, he was only a sixteen-year-old child, and he could easily take him down.

His reputation is nothing more than because his cultivation speed is a little outrageous, otherwise he wouldn't be called a genius.

But after really fighting, he knew that Yang Fan not only had a fast cultivation speed, but also a ridiculously strong fighting talent.

If it is said that he relies on his rich combat experience, he is only sixteen years old, and he can experience several battles in the sky. However, he was at this age, and he was not damaged at all under his two moves.

Ordinary body refiners, under the influence of the dark attribute vitality that they exuded in large quantities during the battle, their body's reflexes and agility and speed would inevitably be affected to a certain extent; however, the two fought twice, and under the vigorous exercise, Yang Fan did not show the slightest discomfort, and was still the quick reaction at the beginning.

This shows one thing.

It's not that Yang Fan's alchemy technique is too high-end, and the Yuan Qi he absorbs can offset the negative effects of his dark energy, or that he has a special physique, and he can ignore all kinds of negative influences attached to the dark energy.

Either way, it is worthy of his name as a genius.

For a while, the two of them were jealous, and they both stood in place and never moved.

But as soon as they quieted down, the audience at the table let out a deafening cheer.

"Good!"

"Awesome!"

"It's not a loss to the genius of our village, and he doesn't fall behind an old powerhouse like Captain Shanglin!"

"Xiaofan, Xiaofan, I love you!

"Hurry up and fight, rub something!"

A few black lines flashed on Yang Fan's head, and he understood the truth that he would not win if he waited for a long time, and with a flick of his wrist, the gold and silver Tianyuan Yuan Qi was poured into the shining iron sword, and the Tianyuan Sword Intent was vigorous.

The breath that belonged to him suddenly disappeared, and there seemed to be an extra piercing long sword on the ground, piercing the sky.

Lin Haitao smiled slightly, and a misty black mist appeared on the surface of his body, swirling around his body, permeating within a radius of five steps.

I don't know if Yang Fan was dazzled or what, he actually saw the figures in the black mist, and they were illusory.

Although he couldn't see Lin Haitao's specific figure clearly, since he was hiding in that black fog, he just had to attack it.

Liu Xinzhao on the stage suddenly sighed.

"I remember that Xiao Fan's vitality is metallic, why is his vitality gold and silver?"

Lin Qinghan's smile remained unchanged, and he said easily:

"Originally, metallic had two colors, gold and silver, the former sharp and furious like a sharp sword out of its sheath, and the latter supple and heavy like mercury. Maybe it's because of his talent that he can accommodate the two different metals, both rigid and soft!"

Liu Xinzhao thought thoughtfully, nodded slightly, and said:

"Yes. The cultivation speed is so fast, if he doesn't have anything special about himself, it seems to be some... Well, something is wrong......"

The smile that Lin Qinghan had been hanging on his face seemed to become real, and agreed:

"Yes, the cultivation speed of the body grinding realm in half a year, even if I look through all the classics, I can't find a cultivation speed like him......"

While the two were talking, Yang Fan had already rushed to the black mist with his sword.

Before the body arrived, the sword qi came first.

The dazzling sword qi of gold and silver was really like the dawn that pierced the darkness, submerging into the black mist.

Yang Fan suddenly felt that the Yuan Yuan Qi in his body was a little uncontrollable, and the Yuan Qi that was originally smoothly output to the sword like a stream of water suddenly became manic, and the gold and silver light was dazzling and dazzling, and the Yuan Qi in his body became restless together.

Feeling the soft and temperatureless vitality in his body, Yang Fan suddenly alternated between cold and hot, and Yang Fan was nervous for a while.

Isn't there something wrong with your cultivation?

But the sight that unfolded in front of him in the next moment made him dispel this thought.

The misty black mist wrapped around the blade of the sword was like encountering a natural enemy, and the ice and snow melted away. When his body also entered the black mist range, the black mist dissolved faster.

Lin Haitao, who was hidden in it, looked at the large blank space in front of him in amazement, felt the drastic reduction of vitality in his body, and the iron dagger blade of more than ten centimeters in his hand was exposed to Yang Fan's eyes without the slightest cover.

Taking advantage of the fact that the still manic vitality in his body had not calmed down, Yang Fan's face was full of fanaticism, and he raised his sword and slashed down!

The fierce gold and silver light tore through the few faint black mist left, and with the indomitable sword intent, all of them slashed forward.

Yu Lingzhu's eyes let out a yearning look, looking at Yang Fan, who was very different from his usual expression on the field.

It's an unconsciously revealing expression when you're focused on something.

It is the fervor that cannot help but show when you sincerely believe in something.

It was a man's most attractive moment.

Lin Haitao felt the vitality in his body that had bottomed out, and he was ruthless, gritted his teeth, poured all of them into his half-foot-long dagger, slashed the black qi blade that shot out ten centimeters, and volleyed it into the air.

The audience was already silent, staring at the golden light that suddenly tore through the darkness, and couldn't understand why the gold and silver light had turned golden.

In fact, if you look closely, there is still a trace of silver and white in the dazzling golden light, but it is automatically ignored by everyone.

Just when the two disproportionate blades, one large and one small, one bright and one dark, were about to touch together, the air in the middle suddenly lit up with a deep earthy yellow light, which stretched out up and down in an instant, and suddenly froze.

"Boom-"

The two attacks stabbed at the same time on the wall of earth that appeared in the air, making a loud noise.

When the three-color light dissipated, revealing the intact solid earth wall, Lin Haitao's heart was relieved, his legs were weak, and he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

The vitality in his body had already been consumed in Fang Cai's blow, and when he saw that he was finally safe, he suddenly couldn't stand still.

At this moment, Liu Hu's voice mixed with true qi resounded in the audience again:

"Ring No. 1, winner: Yang Fan!"

Yang Fan looked at the thick earthen wall suspended in mid-air in shock, and was about to take a closer look to see if Fang Cai's attack had left traces on it, but it had already been dispersed by Liu Hu's true qi and dissipated out of thin air.