Moreover, the old man always wore a mask and did not see people in his true face.

Before, Ye Fan didn't notice the old man, but at this time, the number of people was reduced, and Ye Fan saw him.

"Brother Jiang, who is this old man?"

Pushing Jiang Zhong on the side, Ye Fan asked.

Following Ye Fan's gaze, Jiang Zhong also frowned, and shook his head helplessly: "I've never seen it before, but looking like the posture of walking, it should be a practitioner, when did such a master come out of Jiangnan City?"

It is not easy to pass the first round of selection, even with Ye Fan's help, but being able to correctly select the most valuable porcelain vase has already stumped more than half of the people.

But the old man actually chose the right one, which means that the old man's ability to appreciate treasures is definitely not bad.

Seeing that Jiang Zhong didn't even know him, Ye Fan became more and more curious in his heart.

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head.

This old man, shouldn't he be from the Heavenly King's Mansion?

Those who participated in this selection covered almost the entire Jiangnan City.

Whether it is the Antique Association or the City Lord's Mansion, there are people who come to participate.

According to Ye Fan, he didn't see anyone from the Heavenly King's Mansion.

In the previous treasure appraisal meeting, the Tianwang Mansion sent Lu Lao, who was a great expert in the antique appraisal of the Tianwang Mansion, but this time, Lu Lao did not appear, so who could it be?

Could it be this old man?

This thought came to Ye Fan's mind, making Ye Fan frown.

If this old man is really from the Heavenly King's Mansion, then there is no doubt that this person must be a master.

Because, there will be two rounds of selection this time, and many people know this, with the ability of the Heavenly King Mansion, they will not be unaware.

And in the Heavenly King's Mansion, the master that Ye Fan knows, in addition to that Mr. Bai, there is also a Mr. Black.

This old man came out of the exposed skin, his skin was dark, could it be that he was the black gentleman?

Ye Fan suddenly stopped and stared coldly at the old man.

At this time, the old man also saw Ye Fan, and suddenly grinned, revealing a sneer.

Walking slowly past Ye Fan, the old man's lips moved slightly: "Today is your time of death."

The old man didn't speak, just moved his lips, but the voice clearly reached Ye Fan's ears.

Ye Fan couldn't help but feel a big shock all over his body, how could this old man's strength be so terrifying?

Cold sweat flowed down his forehead in an instant, Rao is Ye Fan is two lives, he has experienced life and death, but he has never seen such a terrifying existence as the old man.

Looking at the old man's slightly rickety back, Ye Fan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, it seems that his guess is not wrong, he is really Mr. Hei.

"Brother Ye, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing Ye Fan's pale face, staring at the old man, Brother Dong, who walked up quickly from behind, asked urgently.

"He's a black one."

After a long time, Ye Fan opened his mouth and said in a bitter voice.

Dong Ge was stunned: "What did you say? He, he's Mr. Black?"

Ye Fan nodded heavily.

"Looks like this time, it's time to give it a go."

Although his heart was still full of shock, it was only a moment later that the blood in Ye Fan's body began to boil.

Since the last time he had a fight with Mr. Bai, he had been looking forward to meeting Mr. Bai again.

In particular, Ye Fan's body generated true qi, which greatly increased Ye Fan's strength, so he also wanted to try what kind of performance he would have when he encountered a master like Mr. Bai again.

But I didn't expect to meet here this time.

Perhaps, this is the arrangement of fate.

No matter how Ye Fan plans, people can't win the sky.

This time, running into Mr. Black without any preparation, it can be said that Ye Fan is in crisis.

Especially what Mr. Hei said to him just now, Ye Fan was even more helpless.

But this battle is inevitable, even if you know it will

There is a danger to his life, and Ye Fan will definitely go all out.

This is his character, even if it comes to life and death, he will never admit defeat easily.

He can die in battle, but he will never survive in the towel of admitting defeat.

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Brother Dong patted Ye Fan's shoulder heavily: "Okay, this time, let them see your strength."

Brother Dong squinted, his eyes full of war.

He is an adventurous person, and this time, when he encounters a master like Mr. Hei, Dong Ge naturally has a high fighting spirit.

Even if he knows that he is not an opponent, Dong Ge will never retreat, and the two of them are the same people.

There are only a dozen people in the huge martial arts hall at this time.

This second round of selection is still based on a lottery of lots.

There are thirteen people in total, and they will fight each other in pairs, so one person will have a bye.

"Whoever draws a black ball has a bye."

Wang Feng said to everyone with a smile.

I have to say that sometimes, luck is also a kind of ability.

But this luck doesn't seem to be on Ye Fan's side.

The first time he drawn, Ye Fan directly drew a No. 1.

Looking at the white ball marked with No. 1 in his hand, Ye Fan had an urge to cry.

Is this fate? But why isn't luck on your side?

On the other hand, Mr. Nahei, holding a black ball in his hand, was full of unhappiness.

With his strength, no one here is his opponent, but on the contrary, he got a bye, which is really a trick.

Ye Fan looked at Mr. Hei viciously, and said angrily, "This old immortal is so strong, and he still has such good luck."

Hearing Ye Fan's scolding, Jiang Zhong was puzzled: "Brother Ye, who are you scolding? Do you know the old man?"

Ye Fan didn't answer Jiang Zhong, but just looked at Mr. Hei angrily.

These two people, one doesn't want a bye, and the other doesn't want to fight, but it's a pity that God played a joke on them and reversed it.

Seeing that Ye Fan's face was cold, and he didn't answer himself, Jiang Zhong was even more puzzled, he was fine just now, why did Ye Fan suddenly change so much?

Soon, Wang Feng came to the martial arts stage.

"Everyone, this competition is for selection, so I hope everyone will stop at the point, and they must not hurt their lives, and the second round of selection will start now."

As Wang Feng announced the start of the second round of selection, Ye Fan was the first to get up and slowly walked onto the stage.

This stage is 100 square meters in size, completely made of marble, and very hard.

But if you fall to the ground or fall under the stage, you will be considered a loser.

And the one who fought against Ye Fan was Zhao Hongliang, the eldest young master of the Zhao family.

Around thirty years old, with a flat head and a radiant look.

"Brother Ye, although you helped me a lot in the first round, but this time, I can't show mercy to your subordinates, after all, it's too much involved, so don't blame my brother for being unkind."

Zhao Hongliang had a faint smile on his face, his eyes were deep, and he stared at Ye Fan tightly, and a majestic battle intent emanated from his body.

On the other hand, Ye Fan stood there indifferently, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, without the slightest expression.