Sou!

A middle-aged man with a full beard stepped into the ring, the middle-aged man was burly, dark-skinned, wearing a black power suit, and his muscles bulging high, making people feel that his whole body was full of explosive power.

"It turned out to be Ghost Li, this young man is really unlucky."

"If Ghost Li hadn't been unlucky last year, he would have met Han Bing at the beginning, and he would have become a Blood Soul Guard a long time ago."

"Han Bing? You mean Han Bing, the master of the Blood Soul Division of Yuntong City? ”

"Who else but her. Otherwise, with the strength of Ghost Li, the ring battle can enter the top fifty casually. ”

"There is still a gap between the young young who are newly promoted to the ninth order of the martial realm and the ninth order of the old martial realm. But it's normal, who hasn't gone through the Blood Soul Guard assessment again and again, and finally can become a Blood Soul Guard. ”

……

The crowd under the seventh ring began to whisper.

"Good luck this year!" Ghost Li looked at Ye Fan, grinned, took out a spear and pointed it at Ye Fan, and said, "Admit defeat directly!" Look at your fine skin and tender meat, I will poke a hole in your body for a while, but don't blame my brother for not showing mercy. ”

Ye Fan smiled slightly, and replied: "If you have the ability, just use it, don't talk about those who don't." ”

"I really don't know how to lift."

Li Ghost stepped on the ground with both feet, jumped high and appeared in front of Ye Fan's head, and the spear in his hand slashed head-on at Ye Fan.

Sou!

Ye Fan's body rushed forward instantly, raised his hand to grab Ghost Li's foot, and shook it hard, before Ghost Li's spear attacked Ye Fan, his body was thrown out by Ye Fan and flew towards the edge of the ring.

"Humph!"

Ghost Li let out a cold snort, and the spear stabbed into the ground, stopping at the edge of the ring.

Sou!

Ye Fan suddenly appeared in front of Ghost Li, raised his hand and slammed his palm on Ghost Li's chest.

"Bang!"

Ghost Li's body, even with a gun, flew out of the ring directly, and his body staggered back a few steps before stopping his body.

Amazed.

Everyone under the ring looked at Ye Fan in the ring, and then looked at Ghost Li under the ring.

Although Ye Fan held the sword, he didn't use it from beginning to end, so he easily took down Ghost Li.

Such a result.

It was completely beyond their expectations.

However, they also understood that Ye Fan's speed was much faster than Ghost Li before, which would cause Ghost Li to lose so quickly.

"Second win! The loser leaves immediately, otherwise there will be no mercy! The middle-aged woman's voice rang out.

Ghost Li looked at Ye Fan, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but in the end, he shook his head helplessly, secretly scolded himself for being so unlucky, put away his spear in a gloomy manner, left the platform, and walked down the mountain.

"Ghost Li is really unlucky."

"Last year was like this, this year is still like this, does skin color affect luck?"

"Don't talk about it! This guy is a fierce opponent, it's better not to run into it, I don't think I'm an opponent. ”

……

Ye Fan stepped out of the ring and stood alone, ignoring the words of others, quietly waiting for the next ring match to start.

"No. three, ninety-seven, go to the stage to face off." The middle-aged woman said loudly.

Sou!

A sturdy woman wearing a red power suit stepped into the ring, and the close-fitting power suit outlined the woman's figure vividly, like bright front and rear headlights, and the overall image was very similar to Liana of the Ninety-Seven King of Fighters.

The stout woman took out a heavy plate axe that was nearly a man tall and stood on top of the ring, waiting for her opponent.

More than ten seconds later, no one was in the ring.

……

The middle-aged woman looked at the wooden sign on the waist of the sturdy woman, and then shouted loudly: "Ninety-six is on stage." ”

Sou!

A young man in a white robe stepped into the ring, and the young man took out a spear, pointed it diagonally at the ground, and walked slowly towards the stout woman step by step.

"Drink!"

Seeing the young man slowly approaching her, the sturdy woman let out a coquettish cry, holding a huge plate axe, and rushed towards the young man with a vigorous body.

"It's good to come."

The young man suddenly accelerated, his figure flashed, he came to the strong woman, raised the spear in his hand, and with a shock of his wrist, the spear head instantly turned into a rapidly rotating drill, stabbing straight towards the strong woman's chest.

If a sturdy woman is stabbed by a fast-spinning spear head, the headlight may be scrapped.

"Humph!"

The sturdy woman instantly held the axe across her chest to resist.

"Ding!"

The head of the spear is pierced on the plate axe.

The sturdy woman's body quickly retreated, and the young man held a spear in his hand, his feet stomped on the ground, and his body was like a cannonball, swinging his spear and slashing at the sturdy woman's head.

"Bah... Yikes..."

The stout woman suddenly stopped retreating, and the huge axe in her hand swung upwards fiercely, meeting the spear that was slashing.

The plate axe intersects with the spear.

"Bell!"

The spear tremors.

The young man felt a huge force coming from the barrel of the gun, almost causing the spear to come out of his hand, and his body in mid-air instantly lost its balance and rolled backwards and flew backwards.

Sou!

The sturdy woman caught up with the young man's figure in an instant, and the heavy plate axe, like a swatting fly, slapped on the young man's back.

"Poof!"

The young man instantly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body was directly slapped away, flew out of the ring, and fell heavily to the ground, and after a while, he struggled to get up from the ground.

"No. 3 wins, No. 96 leaves immediately, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

……

"Four, ninety-five, go on stage to duel."

……

"Ninety-five wins, No. 4 leaves immediately, otherwise there will be no mercy!"

……

"One hundred, one hundred and ninety-nine, go on stage to face off."

……

"Five hundred, five hundred and ninety-nine, go to the stage to duel."

The one-on-one ring duels began one after another, and it took nearly a day to decide the winner of the first round.

There are a total of 880 people who have won the No. 7 ring card, and now that the first round is over, there are still 440 people left to play the second round of duels.

The duel in the other rings is also in full swing, and the number of people left on the platform is only half of the original, but there are still more than 40,000 people.

In the duel of the No. 7 ring, after Ye Fan watched a round, he already had a general understanding of the overall strength of the ninth-order body cultivation in the martial realm.

Ye Fan's evaluation of the Blood Soul Realm's physical cultivation at this time can be said to be very low.

The duel of the ninth-order body cultivation of the Martial Realm almost relied on physical strength and some simple combat skills to fight, and there were not as many moves as martial arts, so Ye Fan couldn't raise any interest.

It's normal that he can't raise any interest, before Ye Fan fused the Blood Soul Crystal, it was easy to deal with Wu Lixing's Martial Realm Tenth-Order physical cultivation, let alone these Martial Realm Nineth-Order Physical Cultivation.

"One, two, go on stage to face off."

After completing the first round of the duel, the middle-aged woman immediately arranged the second round of the duel, but the order of appearance was no longer the same as before, dividing the ninety-nine people into a group and facing each other before and after.

Ye Fan and the middle-aged man stepped into the ring at the same time.

The middle-aged man immediately took out a long knife and stared at Ye Fan vigilantly, while Ye Fan took out a long sword at the level of a low-grade spiritual weapon, stood in place, and looked at the middle-aged man lightly.

Sou!

The middle-aged man took the initiative to attack and rushed straight towards Ye Fan, slashing at Ye Fan's chest with a long knife.

"Ding!"

The long sword in Ye Fan's hand met the long knife, and the long sword and the long knife were separated with a touch, only to see the middle-aged man's figure staggering and retreating backwards.

Power suppression.

Sou!

Ye Fan's figure appeared on the middle-aged man's side in a flash, and the middle-aged man just stopped his body, and before he could react, the long sword in Ye Fan's hand was already across the middle-aged man's neck.

"I throw in the towel!"

The middle-aged man looked unwilling and hurriedly opened his mouth to admit defeat.

"No. 2 wins, No. 1 leaves immediately, otherwise there will be no forgiveness!"

The middle-aged woman announced the results.

Ye Fan put away his long sword, walked directly out of the ring, stood quietly aside, closed his eyes directly, and the next battle in the ring seemed to have nothing to do with him.

……

Half a day later, the second round of the showdown ended.

There were two hundred and twenty people left in Ring No. 7.

The third round of matchups begins.

Ye Fan faced off against a young man, won easily again, and continued to wait for the fourth round of the showdown.

The third round is over, and there are one hundred and ten people left.

……

The fourth round is over, and there are fifty-five people left.

At the end of the fifth round, there were 28 people left, of which one had a bye and advanced directly.

The sixth round is over, and there are fourteen people left.

In the seventh round, there were only four duels in the No. 7 ring, and four people were eliminated again, and Ye Fan did not play in the seventh round and became a member of the six byes, directly becoming the top ten in the No. 7 ring.

After the top 10 in the 7th ring, some of the other rings have already decided the top 10, and some are still in the final showdown.

"Ten of you come with me."

The middle-aged woman jumped out of the ring and walked towards the palace gate unhurriedly.

Ye Fan and the other nine people walked behind the middle-aged woman.

A group of 10 people.

Follow the middle-aged woman into the palace gate and come to a huge square, on which futons are neatly arranged.

In front of the futon, there is a twenty or thirty meter-high black monster statue, the monster beast statue is lifelike, with wings on its back, its head is like a tiger, there are two sharp horns on the head, and the whole body is densely covered with black scale armor, exuding an indescribable sense of oppression.

"I am Shen Na, the internal affairs elder of the Blood Soul Palace, and now that you are a member of the Blood Soul Guard, you will participate in the assessment of the Secret Guard next, and now report your name and origin."

The middle-aged woman looked at Ye Fan and his party.

"Chen Rulong, from Tianding City."

"Ye Pei, from Pingdong City."

"Hu Remains, from Tanglin City."

"Marven, from Tongling City."

……

"Ye Fan, from Wutong Village."

Ye Fan was the last to report his name and origin, the middle-aged woman and the other nine people all looked at Ye Fan, Ye Fan turned out to be from the village, and they couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Where is Sycamore Village?" The middle-aged woman asked.

Ye Fan replied: "A village a hundred miles away from Fuyun City. ”

The middle-aged woman nodded, didn't ask too much, but said, "Choose a futon and sit down, wait for the others to come, and participate in the assessment of the secret guard together." ”

Ye Fan and his entourage found a futon to sit down.

Wait quietly for the next assessment.

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