Chapter 2010

Wang Fan has completely relaxed after hearing that Han Qingyi is OK.

He hugged Chu Hong and said, "thank you very much, elder martial sister Chu Hong."

"You're welcome." Chuhong said with a playful smile.

During their conversation, accompanied by another low bell, Dabi finally started.

A middle-aged man in a white robe flashed to the platform and saw his palms pressed slightly. In an instant, the noisy scene was immediately quiet.

After the scene quieted down, his magnetic low voice also spread to everyone's ears.

"After half a month of fierce competition, the top 100 Tianjiao have already emerged from the competition. Now I'd like to announce the official start of this session of Tianjiao Dabi. "

The middle-aged man's voice is very concise and capable, even without any rules and restrictions.

It is precisely because of this, with the fall of his voice, the whole scene, in an instant, there was thunderous applause.

All the students, whether they are participating in the competition or not, their eyes are extremely hot, which pushes the atmosphere of the scene to a climax.

Feel the fiery atmosphere, even Wang Fan, can not help but emerge a touch of pride, there is a sense of blood boiling.

"Next, I announce that the competition officially begins, with No.1 platform, Ge Qing vs. Zhao Liang, No.2 platform, Wang Qian vs. Zhang Yun, No.3 platform ·"

the voice of the middle-aged man comes out again, and in a moment, there are 18 students who have been named, and they appear on the platform.

After these students stepped on the platform, they were hardly polite, and they just started to fight enthusiastically.

For a moment, the sword was roaring and the light of the sword was roaring on the platform, and all kinds of weapons came out one after another, and they all called each other.

This kind of competition, no students dare to keep hands, no students will keep hands, after all, it is related to their own honor and resources.

The most important thing is that the strength of most of the students is equal, let alone left behind. Even a small mistake is likely to lead to failure and then out.

In the first round of competition, Wang Fan was not touched, so Wang Fan didn't do it. As for Chu Hong and other ten Heavenly pride, they also did not point to it.

Wang Fan just took a casual look at the contest on the stage, and then he had no interest to see it again.

With his strength and vision, this level of competition has been difficult to attract his attention.

Half an hour later, all the fighting on the nine battlefields was over.

Except for platform 2 and platform 5, after the loser died, the rest of the losers ended up with serious injuries.

Blood and death, not only did not make the students palpitating, but also made them more excited.

Under the stimulation of the blood, they seem to feel that the blood in their body is also burning and boiling.

Wang Fan looked at this scene, not from some speechless.

Although the palace was a place to cultivate strong people for the 18th National Congress of the Chinese Communist Party, it was passed down as a God in the 18th National Congress of the Chinese Communist Party.

But in fact, under this kind of cruel competition, Tianjiao, who entered the Imperial Palace, will survive after graduation.

"After the first round of fighting, the second round of student fighting will begin, stage 1, Zhou Quan vs Huowu, stage 2, Wang Fan vs Bai Hao, stage 3 ·"

after the first round, the middle-aged man flashed to the stage again, and the loud voice spread all over the audience.

Wang Fan heard each other point to his name, finally can't help but look a shock, slowly stand up straight.

He said hello to the wonderful Master Chu hongyunling, and then walked slowly towards the No. 2 battle platform.

Before he reached the battle platform, a white figure had already flashed to the No. 2 battle platform.

He was dressed in white and handsome, but his eyes were full of femininity.

He looked at Wang Fan, who was walking slowly towards the platform. He could not help frowning, and his eyes flashed a touch of contempt.

Obviously, this guy doesn't know Wang Fan at all.

It took Wang Fan a few minutes to get on the stage.

He stopped about 50 meters away from the young man in white, and the breath of the five layers of the Kingdom bloomed.

"The fifth floor of Wangjing?" The young man in white felt the strength of Wang Fan, and his eyes were even more contemptuous. He pointed to Wang Fan, "you are not my opponent, go down by yourself."

However, as soon as he said this, he felt something was wrong.

Because the whole scene, at this moment, was strangely quiet down, the moment became silent.

When he looked up, he found that at least 80% of the students under the stage were paying attention to the No. 2 platform where he was.

And at this time, after hearing his voice, those students' eyes, are emerging with a touch of strange.

As there are still no top ten conceits on the nine platforms, Wang Fan's appearance naturally attracted the attention of the vast majority of students.They heard that the young man in white dared to let Wang Fan off the battlefield so arrogantly. Naturally, his expression was strange.

Wang Fan listened to the clamor of the young man in white, but his face didn't change much. He said with a smile, "please be lenient."

Hearing this, the young man in white felt a little uneasy when he felt the strange atmosphere at the scene.

But he didn't think much, and he didn't continue to talk nonsense. As soon as his body flashed, he rushed to Wang Fan.

At the moment of rushing to Wang Fan, a feather fan suddenly flashed out of his hand. When the feather fan was waving, it raised the shadow of the fan and rushed to Wang Fan crazily.

In the shadow of the fan, countless pieces of feathers also follow the flash, set off a roaring wind, like a killing weapon.

"Wang level martial arts, fan shadow kill!" At the same time, a low roar came out of his throat.

Wang Fan looked at the fan shadow all over the sky, and the sharp feathers mixed in the fan shadow, his eyes couldn't help squinting. However, his expression was always calm.

Just as the violent attack was coming, the aura in Wang Fan's body surged out like a roaring angry dragon.

Immediately, his right fist suddenly clenched, mixed with the bright golden energy, a blow out!

Bang!

A terrible explosion, that road fan shadow, is under Wang Fan this violent fist, thorough collapse!

As for the sharp feather mixed in the shadow of the fan, even Wang Fan's body could not approach, it had been shaken down by the fierce boxing wind and broken into countless pieces.

Looking at this scene, the young man in white suddenly changed his face, and in his eyes, there was a strong sense of horror.

One punch, just one punch, without even exerting any martial arts skills, means that he has defeated the offensive of his king level martial arts skills?

Sweating all over his body, his heart, the emergence of an endless horror.

At this time, Wang Fan's body has penetrated the raging waves, suddenly appeared in front of him.

With the right palm sticking out, the body of the young man in white, like a broken kite, flies upside down.

With one punch and one palm, Bai Hao on the seventh floor of the kingdom is defeated!

At this moment, the whole audience fell into a dead silence.

Wen Ruyu, Yi binglan, muzhan, Chuhong, and other ten Heavenly pride, the pupil can't help but suddenly shrink up.

Terror, so!