However, Sarayan was only a tentative sword just now, and he didn't use all his strength.

Moreover, although the young man in front of him had extraordinary swordsmanship, Sarayan felt that he was definitely not his opponent.

After all, as the number one warrior of the Divine Iran Kingdom, he didn't blow it out, but killed it with a sword, and behind him were a lot of white bones and countless dead enemies.

In Sarayan's opinion, the only person who can be his opponent is probably the barbarian king of the southern tribe, Sneef.

However, Sarayan is not interested in the barbarian king Sneef.

Because the ministers around Anihid always say that the Barbarian King Sneef and the Queen of the Holy Elland Kingdom are both extremely noble and are a natural pair.

And Sarayan has always pretended to be Anihid in his heart for so many years, so Sarayan is not interested in his rival barbarian King Sneef.

So much so that every time he met with the barbarian king Sneef, Sarayan had to taunt Sneef.

And Sneef, always called Sarayan dogs.

However, to Sarayan's delight, there was a battle report from the front, and the tribe of the barbarian king Sneef was half slaughtered by the sword demon Ato, and it no longer had the majesty of the past.

Now, there is no man who can match his goddess Anishid, which really makes Sarayan happy.

He felt that his opportunity had come again.

And Luo Fan, a stranger who suddenly appeared in front of him, dared to say that he wanted to be the first warrior of the Divine Ailan Kingdom, wasn't this a slap in the face? When he doesn't exist?

He will be the number one warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom forever, and it is better to win the heart of Ainirid later.

Therefore, Sarayan was very angry when he said to Luo Fan that he wanted to be the first warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom, and he couldn't help but say again:

"Luo Fan, your tone is good, but you have to have strength."

"Sarayan, right, I've heard of you, currently the number one warrior of the Holy Iran Kingdom!"

Luo Fan looked at Sarayan and said:

"But, I'm here, and you're not."

"Hmph, that's a shame."

Sarayan snorted coldly, and then said:

"I accept your challenge, but I need to go to the gladiatorial arena for gladiatorial fighting."

"Do you dare?"

"Feel free to do it!"

Luo Fan inserted the long sword in his hand into the matching sword, looked at Sarayan and said.

"Good boy, have guts."

Sarayan burst out laughing suddenly, unbelievable that the young man in front of him would dare to accept his challenge in the gladiatorial arena.

If it is an ordinary person, I am afraid that I will be pale with fear when I hear it.

And Luo Fan in front of him actually entered the gladiatorial arena with him, and he rushed to this courage, which also impressed him.

Sarayan felt that when the time came to the gladiatorial arena, he would still keep his hands under the sword.

After all, Aniheed intends to attract Luo Fan to join, and he has to think about her.

Seeing that the two were about to duel and decide who would be the number one warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom, Anihad couldn't help but look forward to it.

She wanted to see if this Luo Fan, who suddenly appeared, could defeat Sarayan.

"Let's go, go back to the city!"

Anihid commanded, and the soldiers gathered around her and returned to the city.

"By the way, prepare a war horse for Luo Fan."

Soon, someone brought a white war horse, with a majestic body and a good horse.

Luo Fan moved, jumped up directly, sat on the back of the horse, and then rode the horse.

Not to mention, Luo Fan, who was sitting on the horse, still felt okay.

It's not as easy to fly, but it's handsome!

For example, in the original anime, Ge Xiaolun can fly obviously, but he prefers to drive a sports car made by himself with a male core.

Moreover, he also drove to the location of the parking garage.

As a result, he actually put the sports car directly into the dark plane space.

Therefore, Luo Fan felt that sometimes he was used to flying, and it seemed that it was okay to change horses to ride.

Anihide turned his head to look at Luo Fan next to him, a white horse, a man who was extremely handsome, like a prince charming.

……

The royal city of the Holy Alan Kingdom, the gladiatorial arena!

"Kill...... Kill ....... kill ......"

In the gladiatorial arena below, Luo Fan held a sword in his hand and stood casually.

And Sarayan held a sharp sword in his hand, staring at Luo Fan in front of him with burning eyes.

On the surrounding high seats, there were tens of thousands of soldiers and some ordinary people watching the duel.

And on a makeshift throne directly above, Anihid sat here, with Erlang's legs crossed, staring closely at the two men below who were about to start the battle.

Anihide secretly told Sarayan's men to show mercy and not to hurt Rovan's life.

After all, it is difficult to have a few people with extraordinary swordsmanship.

Especially, still so young.

"Let's go!"

Anihid shouted, and the gladiatorial arena instantly boiled, and the surrounding soldiers and people chanted.

However, they all shouted that Sarayan would win and defeat Rovan.

Because, Sarayan's strength has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

And Luo Fan, although he looks tall and fit, but he is so young and unknown, he is definitely not Sarayan's opponent.

Some soldiers and civilians have even made bets, and then bet on who will win or lose.

But it is clear that almost everyone is betting on Sarayan to win.

The rich businessman and fat man who reported the bet were heartbroken, even if he adjusted the remarks of Luo Fan's win to 1:50, few people bet on Luo Fan to win, and they all bet on Sarayan to win.

If it goes on like this, even if the odds of Sarayan winning are 1:2, he will definitely lose, and he will lose his fortune.

Because, even he felt that Sarayan must have won.

And with Aniheed's order, Sarayan saw that Luo Fan was not moving, so he held his sword and slashed at Luo Fan.

Luo Fan stood in place and blocked Sarayan's attack with a casual block.

"Be careful, I'm going to give it my all."

Seeing that he couldn't take Luo Fan, Sarayan knew that he couldn't defeat Luo Fan without using all his strength, so he reminded him, and then exerted all his strength, his muscles skyrocketed, and he quickly slashed towards Luo Fan with a fierce sword.

Fast, accurate, ruthless!

Sarayan is confident, and with his full sword, Rowan will be defeated.

It's too slow!

It's a pity that in Luo Fan's eyes, Sarayan thinks that a sword is faster and slower than a turtle in his eyes.

But Luo Fan felt that he was just here to complete the system task and become the title of the first warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom, and he didn't need to expose all his strength.

Otherwise, with Angel Yan's perceptive eye, if he looked at it later and found that he still needed to burst out with great power against a mere mortal, wouldn't he laugh at him.

Therefore, Luo Fan used the same power as Sarayan now and swung his sword to block.

"Dang!"

The next moment, with the sound of a weapon breaking, Sarayan's sharp sword actually cut off the iron sword that Luo Fan came with his sword.

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On the high platform, Aniheed looked at the broken sword in Luo Fan's hand and sighed softly.

She was still expecting, expecting that Luo Fan would be able to defeat Sarayan, because Anihide had a hunch from Luo Fan's eyes along the way, and she had a gut feeling that Luo Fan was not at all afraid of her, the queen of the Holy Ellan Kingdom, and she seemed to have terrifying power in her body.

But I never thought that I would be defeated by Sarayan so quickly.

And a swordsman with extraordinary swordsmanship will drop greatly without a sword, let alone Sarayan's opponent.

"Do you want to fight?"

Sarayan looked at the broken sword in Luo Fan's hand and asked.

In his opinion, Luo Fan's sword is broken, and he is not his opponent without a sword.

"Of course you have to fight!"

Luo Fan nodded and said:

"I don't have a sword, but I'm a sword in my own right."

"A sword in itself?"

"Well said!"

Sarayan exclaimed, he couldn't imagine that Luo Fan in front of him would say such a level of words.

Based on these words, Sarayan felt that what Luo Fan said was true, and he might be even more powerful without a sword.

Thinking of this, Sarayan stared at Luo Fan intently, shouted, and then stabbed at Luo Fan with twelve points of strength.

However, Sarayan found that Luo Fan didn't even hide.

When the surrounding soldiers saw this scene, they talked one after another:

"Look, this Luo Fan didn't hide?"

"Needless to say, the swords were all cut off by Sarayan, so he must have been stupid and froze in place."

"It's not stupid to be scared, it should be that you know it's not the other party, so you don't bother to resist."

……

Luo Fan didn't care about these people's discussions, he just moved his right hand directly when the tip of the sword was about to pierce into his chest, and his two fingers directly clamped the tip of the sword.

"How...... How so? ”

When Sarayan saw this, he felt incredible.

How could a person hold a sword with all his strength with his fingers.

Sara Yangmeng's strength was strong, and he wanted to draw out the sword and give Luo Fan another sword, but he still had a lot of swordsmanship that he hadn't used.

Then, however, he found that his sword was caught in the slightest of iron pincers, and he could not move in the slightest.

Even if his face was too hard to suffocate red, he couldn't pull the sword out of Luo Fan's two fingers.

"Give you back!"

Luo Fan muttered, and with a slight exertion of strength with his two fingers, Sarayan's sword broke in response, directly breaking into two.

Then he threw the sword in his hand with two fingers, like a bolt of lightning that instantly slashed through Sarayan's face, flew backwards, and plunged deep into the boulder wall of the gladiatorial arena.

"Are you still fighting?"

Luo Fan looked at Sarayan and asked in a surging voice.

Still fighting?

Spank the ass!

Don't you want to die if you beat Lao Tzu again?

Sarayan felt his hands tremble, how could there be such a terrifying human in the world.

He looked at the point where Luo Fan threw half of his sword away.

There, a hard boulder wall, the tip of the sword plunged directly into a meter deep.

Looking at the deep little cavern, Sarayan was stunned and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Made, Lao Tzu is really an old birthday star who eats arsenic, and he is tired and crooked!