The moment Wang Yan got up from the stands, the sound gradually subsided in an instant, which was still a little boiling in the stands.

Wang Yan's height is not very outstanding among so many people on the field, and he is even a little short.

His height of 1.83 meters is indeed not tall in this era of martial arts recovery.

However, the moment he stood up, there were suddenly eyes on the stands, as if he was attracted by a magnet, and he was instantly attracted to it.

"This is the Ember? That Wang Yan, who is known as the strongest martial champion in the college entrance examination?"

"It's him, this kid doesn't seem to have enough blood and energy, why is he called the strongest martial artist in the college entrance examination?"

"Haven't you heard? Not long ago, this kid slapped this generation of Wuji Martial Arts Gym's descendants to the ground, and he was so strong that he was unreasonable!"

"Really? A slap to the great disciple of the Wuji Martial Arts Pavilion to the ground looking for teeth? That's too rebellious, isn't it?"

Whispering voices sounded, and many people in the stands looked at Wang Yan, who got up and walked slowly and casually towards the arena, with curiosity or admiration.

"It's Brother Ash! Brother Ember is coming!"

"Damn, this kid is too unlucky, he has become an opponent with Brother Ash......

Different from the speculation and suspicion of the rest, in the stands, when they saw Wang Yan get up and walk towards the arena, there were already two people with pity on their faces.

Although the little fat man and the little Taoist priest were not from the same martial arts academy, the two still sat together shamelessly, and after seeing the boy standing opposite Wang Yan in the martial arts arena at this moment, both of them shook their heads secretly, and mourned for the boy for a few seconds in their hearts.

They had seen with their own eyes how powerful Wang Ember was, in that desert, Wang Ember was even more terrifying than a foreign beast, a month ago, Wang Ember was already able to tear a sixth-level alien beast by hand.

This boy from Gangneung Wuhan University, I'm afraid he doesn't know what he's facing, right?

In the wide arena, Wang Yan stood casually, his shoulders tilted, just like a bed-laden man who had just been pulled up from the bed.

And the contestant named Chen Haoran standing opposite him had already set up a martial arts posture, looking like he was waiting for the battle, and his face was full of excitement staring at Wang Yan, as if he was looking at his prey.

Chen Haoran was indeed very excited in his heart.

He didn't expect that in his first battle, he would meet Wang Yan, who was known as the strongest martial artist in the college entrance examination.

Although Jiangling Martial Arts University does not have the amazing reputation of the Big Dipper Seventh School, it is also a very strong martial arts academy in the territory of Great Xia, both in terms of faculty and students.

As a leader in Jiangling Martial Arts University, and as a genius among Jiangling Martial Arts University, Chen Haoran naturally has his own self-confidence in his heart.

What bullshit is the strongest martial arts champion in the college entrance examination? It's just touted by a group of people who will only follow the trend on the Internet.

As one of the top geniuses of Jiangling Martial Arts University, he is only a junior now, and he is already a fifth-level martial artist, and a sixth-level martial artist is already close at hand, so he naturally will not be frightened by the name of this so-called bullshit "the strongest martial artist in the college entrance examination".

No matter how powerful he is in the college entrance examination, he is just a freshman, how strong can a freshman be?

Wait until you defeat this so-called strongest martial artist in the college entrance examination in full view, then your name Chen Haoran should be able to replace it and become a name that is really well-known by people in major universities, right?

As soon as he thought of this, Chen Haoran couldn't stop feeling excited in his heart.

"Game on!"

The sound of an announcement came from a loudspeaker hanging high above.

"Hehe, junior brother, I heard that you are the strongest martial artist in the college entrance examination?"

Chen Haoran smiled, looking at Wang Yan's gaze, there was a strong disdain.

"Wait a minute, I'll do

Let you understand that the so-called strongest college entrance examination martial arts champion ......"

Chen Haoran's trash talk was not finished, but there was no longer Wang Yan in front of him.

He chuckled violently in his heart, and an ominous premonition had quickly surfaced in his heart.

He didn't have time to think about it, he quickly pulled back, he was already trying to retreat as fast as he could, but although his speed was not slow, it was still not enough!

Suddenly there was a whistling wind in his ears, Chen Haoran panicked, the blood qi in his body was completely mobilized by him, there were blood vessels bulging under the skin of his body, and the blood was rushing faster, and in an instant, the whole person was already red.

He roared, trying to fight back.

Peng!

The dull sound was heard in the well-designed ring-shaped arena, which amplified the dull sound and accurately reached the ears of every spectator in the stands.

Poof.

With the sound of falling, Chen Haoran rolled his eyes, covered his stomach, and fell to his knees, already unconscious.

There was silence in the stands, and everyone's eyes widened in disbelief at what they were seeing.

Although I know that Wang Yan, a freshman who is known as the strongest martial artist in the college entrance examination, is very perverted, but now it seems that this is too perverted, right?

From beginning to end, no one could see clearly how Wang Yan made a move, just in the blink of an eye, the contestant named Chen Haoran knelt directly?

If it weren't for the fact that the entire game was held by Wu Meng, I'm afraid everyone would have to wonder if this kid named Chen Haoran was playing a match-fixing match.

In the silence, Wang Yan had already walked out of the martial arts arena by Shi Shiran, and he didn't look back at Chen Haoran, who had already been knocked unconscious by his own punch in the martial arts arena.

Anyway, there will be professional medical staff to take care of it in the end, so there is no need to worry about it.

After Wang Yan stepped down, even the loudspeaker did not come out for a long time, and it seemed that the host was stunned by what had just happened.

This duel happened too fast, you know, because there are not a few people participating in the major martial arts academies, and their strength is uneven, in order to ensure fairness to the greatest extent, when the martial arts league arranges the order of the martial arts conference, they all arrange the people with the closest strength in one game.

According to the information they obtained, Wang Yan's combat effectiveness at the time of the college entrance examination was that of a fourth-level martial artist, and the strength shown in the martial arts of the first army of Great Xia had already reached the fifth-level martial artist, and there was even a precedent for defeating a sixth-level martial artist.

And Chen Haoran is already close to a sixth-level martial artist, so the Martial Alliance will arrange the two in a game.

But who would have thought that two people who should be very similar in strength would actually distinguish the winner and the loser with one face?

"The winner, Great King Ember of the First Army of Great Xia, will earn one point for the academy points."

It took several seconds for the host to react and quickly announce the results of the game.

"This little guy is quite interesting......

Outside the martial arts arena, a high-rise building built on the top of Chonglei Mountain, in a spacious conference room, several people sit in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the angle of sight happens to be able to take in all the scenes in the martial arts arena.

An old man sitting in the center looked at Wang Yan, who calmly returned to the stands, and was a little surprised at first, and then a smile appeared in the corners of his wrinkled eyes: "At such an age, you have such strong strength and combat experience? It's really hard to get tight."

"This young man named Wang Yan is really a rare good seedling for so many years."

The old man praised Wang Ember for his skillful performance.

"Hehe, Zhu Lao, this young man named Wang Yan is the champion of this year's college entrance examination martial arts, and he is known as the strongest martial arts champion in the college entrance examination on the Internet."

A middle-aged man on the side said with a smile.

"Oh? I'm old and don't play much on the Internet, but this title seems to be worthy of the name, and this kid named Wang Yan is indeed worthy of the title of the strongest martial arts champion in the college entrance examination." This is called Zhu Lao

The old man laughed and said, "My Martial Alliance has held so many martial arts conferences, and this kid's strength and combat experience are definitely among the top few."

At this point, the identity of this old man named Zhu Lao is already about to come out.

This old man is the leader of the current Martial Alliance, a true and authentic veteran grandmaster powerhouse, Zhu Jun.

This kind old man who seems to be full of gorgeous hair, but he was also killed from the sea of blood in the corpse mountain back then, and once created a strange beast that slaughtered a province with one sword, including the feat of three eighth-level strange beasts!

Now Zhu Lao is also old, so he has taken a back seat and served as the leader of the Martial Alliance, responsible for managing the warriors of Great Xia.

"The top few?" A middle-aged man in a cardigan frowned, and among the people in the entire conference room, only this man was sitting on a chair with a big horse golden knife, his legs were spread, and his black hair was slightly messy from both sides of his forehead, covering the sharp edges and corners, making this man have an indescribable heroic spirit.

"This Wang Ember seems to be just the strength of a fifth-level martial artist, although he has combat experience, it is not so much that he is strong, it is better to say that Chen Haoran is weak." He did not agree with Zhu Lao's words.

"Hehe, does Luo Zong dare to make a bet?" Zhu Lao was not angry, he smiled.

"Bet?" The middle-aged man snorted: "Zhu Lao, you are a senior, you can make a bet, just forget the bet."

"If there's no bet, can it be called a bet?" Zhu Lao smiled: "I heard that not long ago, Luo Zong just brewed a bottle of Immortal Drunk with the alien core of an eighth-level alien beast, why don't you bet on your bottle of Immortal Drunk?" How about my bet on the alien beast I killed eighty years ago?"

"Zhu Lao is so confident?" The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, and then clapped his hands: "Okay, since I wish the old man such a good luck, then I will be disrespectful. I just don't know, how does Zhu Lao plan to determine who wins and who loses?"

"As long as you see the strength of this king ember clearly, will you soon know who wins and who loses?" Zhu Lao smiled and said, "I'll rearrange the game."