As Qin Zhan admits defeat, all the games in the No. 8 Division are over, and it is Lin Fan who successfully advances to the finals.

"This Lin Fan is also too powerful, he made it to the finals effortlessly."

"He seems to have learned Qin Zhan's moves just now, and this understanding is too demonic."

"God-level geniuses are nothing more than that."

The freshmen near the No. 8 ring praised one after another, and their eyes were full of admiration when they looked at Lin Fan.

Lin Fan walked down the ring and looked at the No. 7 ring next to him, only to see that Chen Tian defeated his opponent with the most arrogant attitude and successfully advanced to the finals.

Chen Tian's every match is like this, he always defeats his opponent as quickly as possible, showing his pride as a god-level genius.

The other six divisions also ended almost at the same time, so the list of the top eight was born, they were Xiao Ran and Yang Chen of the Imperial Capital Wuda, Ye Qingxuan, Chu Feng, Jiang Li, Lin Fan of the Demon Capital Wuda, and Chen Tian and Wang Yan of the Demon Capital Wuda.

The eight people who participated in the finals were all divided among the three highest schools, and the freshmen of the other martial arts schools were all wiped out.

All eight finalists came to the center of the square and drew lots to determine the order of the battle.

It was only at this time that the big names in the VIP table stopped talking, and they were not interested in the preliminaries in the previous round, so they did not pay attention to watch, and they focused on the final round.

Chen An, the vice president of the Demon Capital Martial Arts University, looked at He Feng and said with a smile: "Haha, Lao He, it seems that this year's champion will still be decided in our three schools." However, it seems a bit of a coincidence that none of the four strongest players in your school are in the same division."

He Feng's old face flushed, and he also knew that anyone with a discerning eye could see at once that the Demon Capital Wuda had indeed separated several of the strongest people on his side, and in addition, several other god-level geniuses had also been arranged into different competition areas.

This is also a privilege that belongs to the organizers, and a few years ago, the Imperial Capital Wuda and the Demon Capital Wuda also did this, as long as they didn't go too far, everyone wouldn't say anything.

Wang Yuan hurriedly came over to play the round and said with a smile: "Okay, they can enter the finals, relying on strength, without strength, no matter how much they arrange, it is useless."

He Feng's expression eased slightly: "Principal Wang is right."

War King Li Canglan looked at the eight people who were drawing lots, bowed slightly, and said, "This year's freshman level is very good, I didn't expect that in addition to the disciples of the four great families, there are so many good seedlings. That seems to be the descendant of the Yang family in Tianhuo City, as well as the people of the Demon Capital Wang family. Hey? Who is that freshman? What big family does he come from?"

He looked at Lin Fan in the crowd with a puzzled face.

He Feng hurriedly explained, "That is Lin Fan from our school, he is from a civilian background, but his martial arts talent is very high, and now he is an eighth-level martial artist."

The War King smiled, "Rank 8 martial artist? I don't think so, this Lin Fan is not simple."

Hearing the war king praise Lin Fan like this, Chen An next to him was a little unhappy, he was Chen Tian's uncle, naturally he didn't want Chen Tian's limelight to be robbed, and hurriedly said: "That Lin Fan is just a commoner, without the support of family resources, I am afraid that it will be difficult to go on the road of cultivation in the future, even if the cultivation is fast in the martial arts stage, it will definitely not be as good as the disciples of those big families in the future."

When He Feng heard this, he was a little annoyed, and was just about to retort, when a hearty voice sounded next to him: "Who said that civilian warriors have no future?"

Everyone looked and found that it was Jiang Taixuan, the owner of the Tiangang Martial Arts Pavilion, who spoke just now.

Jiang Taixuan glanced at Chen An and continued, "In our Tiangang Martial Arts Pavilion, there are many civilian martial artists who have cultivated to the level of grandmasters, not to mention, Lord War King is also from a civilian background, and now he has become the peak powerhouse of the Martial King Realm? Warriors of my generation rely on their own hard work, otherwise, no matter how many resources you have, it will be a waste."

Several bigwigs nodded yes one after another, all agreeing with Jiang Taixuan's words.

Even the Battle King praised: "The Jiang Pavilion Master is reasonable, no one can say anything about the future, it depends on his own perseverance."

Chen An's face turned red, but he didn't dare to refute what the War King said, so he could only say to Jiang Taixuan: "Lin Fan has joined the Tiangang Martial Arts Pavilion, of course you speak for him, but you will understand later, he

How powerless it is in front of the disciples of the big family."

Jiang Taixuan said lightly, "Then I'll wait and see."

The War King smiled and said, "Alright, let's watch the game quietly."

The king of war had spoken, and everyone said no more, He Feng hurriedly ordered the referee to start drawing lots.

A high-level martial arts instructor came to Lin Fan and the others with a box.

The eight of them stepped forward one by one to draw lots, and finally decided on the order of the battle.

In the first scene, Ye Qingxuan vs. Wang Yan.

In the second scene, Xiao Ran vs. Chu Feng.

In the third scene, Chen Tian vs. Jiang Li.

In the fourth game, Lin Fan vs. Yang Chen.

The venue of the competition is in the No. 1 ring and the elimination system is used.

The freshmen who didn't make it to the finals all gathered around Ring 1 to get a close-up look at the upcoming battle.

As soon as the referee is in place, the first game begins.

Ye Qingxuan and Wang Yan stepped into the ring, Wang Yan was only a seventh-level martial artist, as soon as the game began, he burst out with all his strength, however, Ye Qingxuan just understated his offensive and then defeated him with one shot.

There was no surprise to everyone in the audience, in front of the god-level genius, others were not enough to see at all.

Immediately after the start of the second game, Xiao Ran and Chu Feng were both swordsmen, and in this competition, Xiao Ran still suppressed his cultivation to the same level as his opponent, and then competed in swordsmanship.

In the face of Xiao Ran's swordsmanship that was as fast as the wind, no matter how Chu Feng urged the dark spiritual power, he couldn't break through the opponent's attack, and he was beaten and retreated, in his opinion, Xiao Ran's swordsmanship was simply flawless, and he felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart, and finally was forced to take the initiative to admit defeat.

Lin Fan, Ye Qingxuan, and Chen Tian, who were watching the battle in the audience, all showed dignified expressions, secretly comparing the gap between themselves and Xiao Ran.

"His swordsmanship is fast, but it's not without flaws." Lin Fan said in his heart.

Jiang Li next to him asked, "How is it?" Are you sure?"

Lin Fan shook his head and said, "You won't know until you've fought until you've fought it, it's your turn in the next game, come on."

"Hehe, even if you lose, it won't make that Chen Tian feel better."

After speaking, Jiang Li jumped into the ring.

Chen Tian also performed light skills and jumped into the ring.

Jiang Li pulled out the wind thunder stick, stepped on it with his right foot, and rushed towards Chen Tian, directly bursting out of his strongest attack, and the long stick turned into a thunderbolt and shot out.

Chen Tian showed a trace of disdain on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a huge palm print was struck, which directly blasted away the thunder light on the opposite side with a devastating momentum, hitting Jiang Li's body.

Burst!

Jiang Li spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down, falling out of the ring.

"It's a low-level martial art Collapse Mountain Seal, and Chen Tian has already practiced it to the highest level."

"The realm gap is too big, Chen Tian is already a ninth-level martial artist, even if it's just an ordinary palm, Jiang Li can't bear it."

A whisper came, and Lin Fan hurriedly ran over, helped Jiang Li up, and fed him a high-grade life-returning pill.

Chen Tian didn't use all his strength, although Jiang Li's injury was not too serious, he also needed to recuperate for a few days.