Situ Manlong frowned, "you haven't come to fight with him yet. It's not wise to have a conflict now."

"There is nothing wise or unwise. Since we stand on the opposite side, there is no reason to sympathize with the enemy. We have different positions. He plays for the United States, while I play for China. I am destined to fight on the field. Either you die or I live, "Li Yifan said coldly. In front of the big right and wrong, he saw it very clearly and never mixed with personal factors.

"Well, it seems that the final will be a bloody battle in the end."

Sima Xiangru and others looked at each other and sighed.

In the first game, because min de used the thunder dropping amulet, the site was damaged to a certain extent. Fortunately, it was not serious. At this time, the staff were cleaning up the site and repairing the site.

The second game was postponed to the afternoon.

"Li Shao, the competition will start in the afternoon. Would you like to go back and have a rest first?" Li Ming said carefully.

"Well," Li Yifan didn't want to wait here for a few hours.

On the way back to the hotel, the sequelae of Min De's swallowing Sheng Long Dan appears. He immediately becomes extremely weak. Fortunately, he has recovered a lot after eating the recovery Dan.

"I think in the next round of four into two, you just admit defeat. No accident, eight into four, I'll eliminate Fujiwara Kitagawa, then the only remaining are Kou Tianhuo and Sato Fengmo. It's estimated that josejade must lose to Sato. "

Kou Tianhuo can't fight Joseph Jed. After all, he is a player representing the United States. Naturally, he can only fight with other countries. If he is too strong, his opponent will lose.

So Sato, naturally, will only fight Joseph jade, and Sato, Li Yifan can be sure that the old devil's strength must be stronger than Fujiwara Kitagawa.

The promotion of the two can only be Sato.

Min de nodded, "I'm satisfied that I can get to this point. I don't want to have a higher ranking. Next, it's up to Li to lose you. You must win. Even if you lose to Kou Tianhuo in the end, you can't lose to the two bastards of Japan! "

"Hey, don't worry! When they meet me, they will die! " Li Yifan is very murderous.

After lunch, everyone gathered in the challenge arena again in the afternoon.

"From now on, the first game this afternoon, and the second game of eight into four, let's invite Chinese player Li Yifan and Japanese player Fujiwara Beichuan to enter!"

As soon as the referee announced, everyone's eyes converged on the rest platform of China and Japan.

Both of them are high-profile players in this international competition, and this battle is undoubtedly worthy of attention.

"Boy, you killed two masters of my Fujiwara family. Today, I have to get it back from you!" Before entering, Fujiwara said with a grim smile.

Li Yifan returned with a scornful sneer, "that's their poor strength. Besides, I know more about you than anyone else. Don't look for those false words. Depending on your strength, it is estimated that your identity and authority are higher than those of Yama. But Yama died in my father's hands, and you will die in my hands! "

No one was clear about this secret, and everyone was confused.

Only Li Wenyan, who was far away in Luzhou City, knew very well that he could not help frowning and humming coldly: "there are nine deacons in jiuxuanmen, one Yanluo, dead. A substitute, the master of Nantian no trace, died. If you're right, fujihara Matsu and Yamamoto Bancang are deacons of jiuxuanmen. Although they can't be 100% sure, they are all deacons of jiuxuanmen according to their strength. They can't be wronged to be ordinary roles in jiuxuanmen. They must also be deacons. There are three deacons

Now, with the Beichuan Fujiwara and Sato, there are five.

According to the strength ranking, Yama's ranking in jiuxuanmen deacons is certainly not high, while Fujiwara Matsu and Yamamoto Bancang are definitely in the top few.

This is obvious.

"If Yifan killed fujihara Beichuan and Sato winddevil this time, there would be only four deacons left in jiuxuanmen. It is estimated that the deacons of the Japanese state are almost dead. " Li Wenyan's eyes turned and his heart thought.

The rest table of the United States.

"The boy humiliated me so much before. I curse him for losing!" Wen An is angry. He thinks of being slapped in the face by Li Yifan in the morning. He is very upset and wants to tear Li Yifan to pieces.

Kou Tianhuo also looked gloomy. "Although this boy's strength is not simple, Fujiwara Kitagawa is already a soul master. I think even if he is arrogant again, he can't win Fujiwara Kitagawa!"

In fact, the killing of Gong Changjie by Li Yifan caused quite a stir in the Chinese circle.

However, most people who have reached the realm of soul master don't care much.

In other words, they think that they can kill Gong Changjie, so they don't think Li Yifan can be strong at all. Even if Li Yifan kills Gong Changjie, it must be a fluke victory.

Although Li Yifan's previous battles were very powerful, they did not think so.

"Li Shao, the live broadcast is ready. Go up and hammer the bastards of Japan Li Ming said with a smile.Generally speaking, the contradiction between Nanyang and Japan is not small. At ordinary times, there are many international frictions. Li Ming also wants to see Japan's players shriveled. It's better to die.

Situ Manlong and others took a deep breath, "Li Shao, I'll give it to you!"

"Whoosh!"

Li Yifan worships Bingling sword, flies it and lands over the arena.

At this moment, Fujiwara Kitagawa stepped into the air and landed on the opposite side about 50 meters away from him.

"Enter the competition, let's go!" The referee announced loudly.

"Boy, people don't know about you, I know. You've made a few mysteries before, hiding your true accomplishments. In fact, you've reached the high realm spirit Master! " Fujiwara Kitagawa stares coldly at his opponent.

Many people are in an uproar.

The 23-year-old yuan baby's later period!

This kind of cultivation talent is enough to make countless people feel ashamed, even those who have reached the soul master are ashamed.

Li Yifan said with a cool smile, "it doesn't matter if you see it. I don't intend to hide this battle. You have reached the soul master of the lower realm. It seems that among the deacons of jiuxuanmen, they are at least the top three. Am I right? "

"Well! You have some brains Fujiwara Kitagawa directly admitted.

"It's good to admit it, otherwise I won't be able to be sure when you die," Li Yifan pulled from the corner of his mouth, evoking a sense of murder.

"Cut the crap! This is your burial place today Fujiwara Kitagawa yelled and took the lead.

I saw that he sacrificed a samurai sword with cold light. As soon as the samurai sword appeared, there was a sense of distortion in the surrounding space, which was obviously not simple.

"Advanced magic weapon? The family background of jiuxuanmen is thick! " Li Yifan recognized the rank of the samurai sword, but did not feel any panic.