Zhou Fan stood in the ring, his whole body soaring, "Come on, Zhou Chen, don't think about getting off this stage intact today."

Zhou Chen frowned and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that you are actually a third-layer martial artist, and you actually concealed your strength." But it doesn't matter, today you are doomed to defeat at my hands." After speaking, the figure flickered, and the sword of silence in his hand swept towards Zhou Fan with bursts of black sword shadows.

"Footwork? Let's see who's good at footwork." As he spoke, he activated his spiritual power, and his figure flickered, bringing up a burst of afterimages.

"Bang" "Bang......

The two battled dozens of rounds in lightning. The people around the ring were not strong enough, and they only saw the cyan and light blue lights flashing on the stage, and the loud noise caused by the collision of weapons in the air, and they couldn't see the moment when the two fought.

"Next, let you see my real speed", the iron rod in Zhou Fan's hand pointed at Zhou Chen. Ethereal steps and turns, and instantly came to the back of Zhou Chen, the iron rod in his hand carried a huge force to sweep, the speed of this blow was extremely fast, making the air as if it had been split, and there was an overwhelming whistling sound.

Zhou Chen was so frightened that he didn't have time to react, so he had to spin the black sword in his hand, narrowly blocking Zhou Fan's blow.

"......Boom" Zhou Chen only felt a huge force spread throughout his body, as if a boulder of hundreds of catties was loaded on his body at an extremely fast speed. The body was suddenly smashed and retreated rapidly, Zhou Chen's sword touched the ground, and he retreated for more than ten meters before stopping, only to see a deep sword mark underground.

Zhou Chen tried to stand up straight, only to feel pain in his waist, and looked at his hands that were still trembling, his face was solemn.

Everyone on the high platform saw Zhou Fan smashing Zhou Chen with a stick, and their expressions were different. Zhou Ling was excited, raised his delicate little fist above his head, and shouted loudly, "Little Fanfan, good job".

The rest of the people had black lines on their faces, Shen Xue stood next to him and pouted, and said in a low voice: "It's still Xiao Fanfan, the flesh is numb, what's so great, isn't it just a little bit more brute force." The brow that finally loosened her face when she spoke betrayed her.

"You girl, you were worried about it just now, it's really wrong", Shen Jianxin laughed jokingly beside him.

"Hmph, when did I worry, no", Shen Xue pouted and said strongly. After speaking, he continued to turn his head to look at the stage.

In the ring, Zhou Chen shook his hand and said slowly: "I admit it, I underestimated you, but it must be me who wins in the end, take my move"

"The first form of the Silent Sword Technique", Zhou Chen shouted. The wind attribute aura around his body surged, turning into a crescent wind blade about the same size as his height. I saw a wave of the black sword in his hand, and the huge wind blade containing a rich wind attribute headed towards Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan's expression was awe-inspiring, feeling the huge pressure on the wind blade, Zhou Fan knew that he had to use all his strength, and quickly mobilized the spiritual qi in the dantian, and a huge light blue stick shadow slowly emerged.

"Shura Slash First Form - Dawn", Zhou Fan shouted. The huge stick shadow suddenly swept towards the wind blade, and the two met in a blink of an eye, the spiritual power of the two attributes collided, and a terrifying ripple suddenly scattered around the meeting point of the two.

"Boom", a loud bang. I saw that the wind blade was shattered inch by inch, and the stick shadow was much lighter, and then it slashed straight towards Zhou Chen. Zhou Chen wanted to avoid it too late, so he shouted, slightly dispelled the fear in his heart, activated his aura into the black sword, raised his head horizontally, and prepared to take this blow hard.

"Bang", the stick shadow smashed into the black sword, making a dull collision sound. The ring under Zhou Chen's feet cracked around him, and the cracks spread. His legs were about a foot deep in the ring, his facial features were a little distorted, his face was flushed, there was still a trace of blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, his hair was scattered, his whole body was ragged, and he could no longer see his previous handsome face.

The attack was eventually blocked, and the spiritual power in the ring returned to calm. Zhou Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and jumped out of the pit, his face calm, like the calm before the storm.

"I can't believe that you can force me to such a point, you have to die today." Zhou Chen's low and gloomy voice reached Zhou Fan's ears, and the chill in his voice made Zhou Fan's skin tremble. Holding the iron rod with both hands, he watched out for Zhou Chen's moves.

I saw Zhou Chen take out a jade bottle from his arms, flick the cork off the bottle, and pour one of the blood-red pills into his mouth. As soon as the pill was entered, I saw that the meridians in Zhou Chen's bare skin were bulging, his eyes were red, and the spiritual power of his body skyrocketed, and he didn't stop until the strength of the sixth level of the martial artist.

On the high platform, Zhou Zhenyu stood up suddenly, pointed at the second elder, and yelled angrily, "You...... You actually gave him the Bloodthirsty Pill, if something happens to Lao Tzu and his grandson, you don't want to be happy."

The second elder frowned, and he gave Zhou Chen the Bloodthirsty Pill just to save his life when he was in danger. He didn't expect that this kid named Zhou Fan would be able to force Zhou Chendao to such a point. You must know that after eating this bloodthirsty pill, it is basically impossible to break through the realm of martial artists. At the thought of this, he couldn't suppress his anger.

"You don't have to scare me, there is no rule in this competition that you are not allowed to take pills, no one will feel good if you really tear your face", the second elder squinted his eyes and said gloomily.

Everyone's eyes were on the ring at this time, some were worried, some were gloating, and most of them thought that Zhou Fan would definitely die.

Zhou Fan felt the powerful momentum on Zhou Chen's body, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he knew that he was going to fight to the death. At this moment, Liu Bai's voice came from his mind, "Boy, I wanted you to break through the coat of this weapon yourself and let its edge see the light of day again." There's no way around it now, so I'll help you." After speaking, with a flick of his fingers, a mysterious force spread to Zhou Fan's arm to the iron rod. I saw that the iron rod began to tremble, as if it was about to break out of the cocoon. The tremors became more and more intense.

"Crunch... Crunch...", a subtle voice reached Zhou Fan's ears. I saw cracks on the surface of the iron rod emerge one after another, and finally cracked.

"Click... Click...", the epidermis falls off. Wisps of dazzling silver light shot out, and the last silver-white spear about six feet long appeared in Zhou Fan's hand, the whole body of the spear was made of mythril, and the tip of the spear was made of star steel, which was extremely sharp, and at a glance, the edge of the sharp blade was cold. Zhou Fan also heard Liu Bai say that these two materials are the best materials for building weapons. Zhou Fan looked at the silver-white gun body and found that the word "Silver Dragon" was engraved on the gun, which must be the name of the gun.

Holding the silver dragon gun in his hand, Zhou Fan was also a lot more confident. Running frantically through the Nine Turns of Chaos Technique, he rehearsed the moves of Shura Slash in his mind.

Zhou Chen was also looking at the changing weapon in Zhou Fan's hand, looking at the spear that emitted silver light, and was extremely jealous. "Why can it get such a weapon, I don't accept it", Zhou Chen roared in his heart.

Zhou Chen frantically mobilized every trace of spiritual power in his body, preparing to perform the final blow. "Zhou Fan, no matter how your weapon changes, your fate can't be changed today, the second style of the Silence Sword Technique." Zhou Chen shouted. The cyan aura with a trace of blood red gathered towards the black sword in his hand, turning into strange runes and giving it to it, emitting dangerous fluctuations and attacking Zhou Fan.

Zhou Fan closed his eyes and continued to practice the moves, there was darkness in front of him, and in a trance, a light that was extremely thin but extremely bright flashed in front of him. Zhou Fan's eyes suddenly opened, urging every wisp of spiritual energy in his body, and the spiritual energy gathered into the body of the spear. Finally, it turned into an extremely small blue dot attached to the tip of the gun, and the dot was unusually bright, obviously daytime, but like a bright light in the night.

"Shura Slash Second Form - Aurora", Zhou Fan shouted. The spear in his hand stabbed towards Zhou Chen at an extremely fast speed, forming an extremely dazzling blue trajectory in the air. The two met in the blink of an eye, only to see that the runes on Zhou Chen's black sword gradually disappeared the moment they met, and then the tip of the spear pointed at the black sword.

With a "click", the black sword broke, and the silver spear continued to gain momentum, directly sinking into Zhou Chen's body, piercing his right shoulder.

"You lost", Zhou Fan said lightly. In Zhou Chen's pale and disbelieving gaze, he pulled out a silver spear, and a hole appeared on Zhou Chen's right shoulder, and his body fell straight down.

"I won", Zhou Fan pestled the ground with a gun, his voice was not loud but extremely simple. The people around them remained motionless, looking at the thin but straight and delicate voice in the ring, the sound of spitting sounded under the ring, and a moment later bursts of cheers rang out.

"Zhou Fan... Zhou Fan..."The surrounding people forgot to shout, and even the Zhou children watching in the ring couldn't help but shout, and looked at the young man in the ring with admiration.

At this time, referee Zhou Lingyun walked over, with a happy smile on his face, and announced loudly: "In this game, Zhou Fansheng wins."

As soon as he finished speaking, the handsome young man in front of him fell straight down with a relaxed smile on his face.

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