Chapter 0190: I'll Kneel for You

"Are you alright?"

Lin Fan saw that Liu Yuanhei was stunned for a long time, and was a little worried, the other party was an old man who loved to laugh, but because of this incident just now, he became silent, and he was really worried that something would go wrong in the other party's heart.

"You are very powerful, and your mana is also very strong, which is really good. ”

Lin's comfort method, the more comforting people are, the more uncomfortable they are.

Liu Yuanhei wanted to vomit blood, but he always felt that someone was slapping his face.

"Can I say that I was careless just now" Liu Yuanhei was a little unwilling in his heart, he didn't think he couldn't resist, it should really be careless.

Lin Fan nodded, "Well, I believe you are careless, otherwise it will definitely not be like this, I am very optimistic about you, your mana is the most powerful disciple I have seen in the Holy Land now, as long as you work hard, your achievements in the future are absolutely limitless." ”

Liu Yuanhei looked at Lin Fan, are you comforting me or insulting me.

"Forget it, if you lose, you lose, and I'm not someone who can't afford to lose, but you remember, there is still a battle between us, not today, but in the future. ”

Even if you are unwilling to lose, what can you do?

It was he who was careless.

But if it was really a life-and-death fight, he was really dead, and the other party's speed was beyond his expectations, and in the blink of an eye, he suddenly increased his speed, so that he didn't even react.

Lin Fan said with a smile: "Liu Daoyou can see through the essence of the competition, I am very pleased, I hope that one day in the future, there will be this battle between us." ”

He's afraid he's going to rise too fast.

There is no future to talk about.

Liu Yuanhei left quickly.

The disciples around them were silent, the Holy Son was defeated, and their hopes were dashed.

Some disciples secretly wept, not because they were beaten, but because the holy land was disgraced, and no one really could regain face

Lin Fan jumped out of the ring and walked to Gong Mo's side, "Elder Gong, it's almost done, after having a discussion with all the Daoists in the Holy Land, it will be of a lot of benefit to me, and I have also found that the strength of the disciples of the Holy Land is indeed extraordinary, and the big faction deserves to be a big faction." ”

It's really humble.

But when Gong Mo heard it, it always felt a little harsh, as if it was a very perfunctory polite remark.

"Let's do it again. Gong Mo said.

He really wanted Lin Fan to open the eyes of the ordinary disciples of the Holy Land, but he really didn't let him defeat the Holy Son and reach the peak.

"It's not comparable, the point is up, it's just right, besides, if I win again, how can it be good, wouldn't it be better for others to say that I am the one who overwhelms the Holy Land Tianjiao generation to go to the altar?"

"How can I do such a thing when your holy land is so kind to me? ”

As soon as Lin Fan said these words, he wanted to slap his mouth fiercely.

Grass!

What the hell is this nonsense?

The Holy Land of others treats me thinly, is it necessary to pretend to be like this?

The current Gong Mo was terrified.

It's not because of Lin Fan.

It's himself, if there is no explanation for this matter, after Lin Fan leaves, he will definitely be hung up alive by the older generation of the Holy Land.

You can bring one back from the outside.

also let people compete on stage.

Forget about the competition.

Now that the Holy Son of the Holy Land has lost, what the hell is you going to do is to call someone to come back and slap us in the face, right?

"No, no...... Lin Daoyou misunderstood, not long after the one who just became the Holy Son, I just wanted to ask Daoyou to help with the training, looking at the current situation, it is indeed very good. ”

"And the next competition is the most important. ”

How could Gong Mo let Lin Fan end like this.

From now on, he had already felt several gazes lock on him, and these gazes were not caring eyes, but the eyes of your finish.

Staring at him was uncomfortable.

He knew he was out of luck.

I even wanted to slap myself a few times.

What are you doing?

Why did you think of letting Lin Daoyou compete on stage.

Now it's out of control, unless the other party steps on the face of the strongest Holy Son in the Holy Land, then this matter can't end.

Afar.

"Liu Yuanhei, you have lost the face of the Holy Land. A holy son said.

Liu Yuanhei said: "Don't talk about losing or not losing, the other party is really powerful, my strength is not as good as the other party, I admit this, but what can make me so helpless, few of you can do it, so if you fight with me, it's best not to be bored." ”

When he said this, his eyes looked at the senior brother in the brocade robe.

I really want to win it back.

Only the senior brother played.

The Holy Son of the brocade robe drank the tea without hurry, then slowly put down the teacup, got up and said, "I'll come." ”

When everyone heard this, they were overjoyed.

"Senior brother appears, then this kid is finished. ”

Liu Yuanhei said: "Wow, this is too laid." ”

The brocade robe Son didn't want to play.

After all, it seemed to him to be a trivial matter.

However, he had just received the news from the elders of the Holy Land that he had to fight to save face for the Holy Land, so he also sighed silently in his heart, and the battle for face was the most painful.

Gong Mo persuaded Lin Fan in every possible way, and almost knelt down and begged.

I beg you to do the last one, if you are not defeated today, I will be completely finished.

"Elder Gong, that's the end of what you said, let's end it like this, there's really no need to continue, do you say it. Lin Fan persuaded, he kept telling himself that he must not be compared.

He's a guest.

I'm not here to slap people in the face.

Think about it.

The Gu Immortal Holy Land is not thin on itself.

To be a man you have to have a conscience, and if you don't have a conscience, that's really bad.

"Lin Daoyou, why don't we have a discussion. The Brocade Robe Holy Son walked slowly, the surrounding disciples were more respectful, and countless female disciples had sparks in their eyes.

Lin Fan looked back, the other party was gentle and elegant, and the scholarly temperament was very heavy.

As the saying goes, there is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book.

And this brocade robe saint can be called Gongzi Immortal.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

can describe this brocade-robed holy son.

Lin Fan smiled lightly: "It's enough to learn from each other, today's few battles are enough, where do you need to continue fighting, besides, this Taoist friend has all the laws to one, and his breath and mana are restrained to the extreme, and it is obviously a realm of unity." ”

"With my current realm, I'm afraid I'm not the opponent of this fellow Daoist. ”

"It's better for me to admit defeat. ”

"After all, the Gu Immortal Holy Land and the Taiwu Immortal Sect are both immortal sects, how can they ruin their feelings because of the fight. ”

Lin Fan saw through the other party at a glance that he was in the same realm.

It's a.

The power of the law is as strong as the sea, and the realm is so high, he only has the share of running away, even if he gives you back face, he can't bully people like this.

The Holy Son of the brocade robe said: "Daoist friends don't need to worry, I don't want to see Daoist friends condensed into Yuanying, I can suppress them to the Jindan Realm and have a discussion with Daoists." ”

"Then this is really unnecessary, if Daoyou suppresses the Jindan Realm, you are not my opponent. Lin Fan told the truth, but when he said this, he wanted to give himself a hard slap.

It's a special pretense.

Ah!

What the hell is going on?

Why did you come to the Gu Immortal Holy Land and couldn't hold back the emotions in your heart so much?

Gong Mo on the side had the urge to vomit blood.

I knew that he was like this now, even if he died, he would never have been allowed to compete on stage.

The holy son of the brocade robe frowned, what the other party said was suspicious.

Right now.

The voice of the elder of the Holy Land came from the ears of the Holy Son of the brocade robe, provoking him, and he had to provoke him to play no matter what.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll suppress it to the Yuanying Realm, Daoyou won't be so faceless. The brocade-robed holy son said.

He was also quite helpless when he was ordered by the elders of the Holy Land to be in danger.

Gong Mo said on the side: "Lin Daoyou, you just give face, point to point, really point to point, just the last game, no matter how you win or lose, it will end here." ”

"Agree, it's good to give the old man a thin noodle. ”

He really almost knelt down and shouted to Lin Fan Dad, please play.

If you don't play, I can't explain it.

"Well, just the last game, the competition is about communication, and you don't need to pay too much attention to winning or losing. Lin Fan said, and then returned to the ring.

Gong Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

It's finally time to get on stage.

Feeling the disappearance of his gaze, he was as light as a swallow, and it was really uncomfortable to be stared at by the older generation in the Holy Land.

The disciples below the ring raised their heads.

Look at the dazzling brocade-robed holy son.

This is the idol that all the disciples follow, and the strongest of the younger generation in the Holy Land today.

Originally, it was just a competition between ordinary disciples, but in the end, it attracted all the holy sons, which was a visual feast for many disciples.

At the same time, I understand.

How strong are the Holy Sons?

"How long do you say he can hold on?"

"A few moments at most. ”

Liu Yuanhei said: "I don't think it may be, the senior brother will suppress the cultivation to the Yuanying realm, and it is really not possible to win Lin Fan, it will be a bitter battle, unless the senior brother does not suppress the strength, it is not that simple." ”

"I said you, it's really a long time for others to destroy their own prestige, senior brother's control of mana, and his mastery of immortal powers, even if the realm is lower than the other party, he can suppress the other party. ”

There are those who are not happy with the Son.

Liu Yuanhei didn't think so, he always felt that Lin Fan had hidden a lot of hands, and he didn't show them just now.

In the ring.

"Please. ”

"Please. ”

Lin Fan attaches great importance to the other party, and he is not as careless as before, even if the other party suppresses the cultivation to the Yuanying Realm, it is by no means so easy to deal with, to put it mildly, compared to this one, there is a big gap between other saints and saints.

"Well, offended. ”

The Brocade Robe Holy Son spoke, and then the glow bloomed, appearing in front of Lin Fan in the blink of an eye, stretching out two fingers, the fingers spit out the glow, the power was extraordinary, and a huge pressure crushed it.

Lin Fan slapped his palm in the air, and then disappeared in place, the magic sound breaking knife technique, the talent and magic power exploded, and the killing move of killing Liu Yuanhei in seconds reappeared.

Liu Yuanhei watched intently, he still didn't see Lin Fan's figure, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, what a terrifying move, I don't know how to face it.

The Brocade Robe Saint Son was not in a hurry, his palms pressed towards the ground, and the terrifying mana formed a huge storm surging out towards the outside world, Lin Fan's figure was blocked, and just as he was about to change his killing moves, the Brocade Robe Saint Son slapped several palms towards the place where he appeared.

"Powerful, experienced, and immortal magic is also domineering. ”

"But that's just the beginning. ”

Lin Fan took this battle seriously.

If you're not careful, you can really lose.

But losing is impossible.

Even if you die, you can't lose.

In my dictionary, there is no such thing as frustration.