Wang Fan didn't have time to pay attention to the discussions of Xia Li and his group. They were just a bunch of ants and not worthy of his attention.
He is still immersed in his own cultivation, improving his understanding of various elements.
"No. 188 Crazy Sword, versus No. 376 Wu Qian."
At a certain moment, as the old man's voice came out again, Wang Fan's tightly closed eyes finally opened.
At the same time, countless eyes were also focused on him.
There is nothing I can do, he is too unique and hateful.
Looking at all the monks here, he is the only one who has aroused public outrage before even stepping onto the battlefield.
"Is it finally this guy's turn?"
"Damn, I can finally see his strength."
"So arrogant, I hope you won't disappoint us."
"Crazy Sword, he really lives up to his name, he is quite crazy, but I don't know if his strength can match such a domineering name."
Some people looked at Wang Fan and couldn't help but start talking again.
However, many people were very unhappy with Wang Fan and wanted to see him make a fool of himself.
Wang Fan simply ignored those people's comments and didn't even look at those people.
He looked calm, looked ahead, and walked towards the fighting platform step by step, appearing very calm and calm.
On the battle platform, the monk named Wu Qian had already jumped up.
But when he saw Wang Fan walking over unhurriedly, the anger in his heart suddenly burst out.
What does this guy mean? Is this looking down on him?
"Hurry up, don't waste time and affect the next battle." Wu Qian was a little angry and couldn't help but glare at Wang Fan and shouted.
Wang Fan ignored him at all, and didn't even look at him. He still walked leisurely.
His steps were so calm, and his expression was so calm, as if he hadn't heard Wu Qian's words at all, and he was the only one in the world.
"Son of a bitch."
Wu Qianqi's face was livid, his aura couldn't help but rage, and his spiritual energy was gushing out crazily. If Wang Fan hadn't stepped onto the fighting stage, he would have rushed over and violently brutalized Wang Fan.
Not only Wu Qian, but also those around him were speechless, feeling that Wang Fan deserved a beating.
Fortunately, they had become somewhat accustomed to Wang Fan's arrogance, so they were able to restrain themselves and stopped verbally abusing him.
After all, no matter how insulting you are, people won't seem to hear you, so your efforts are in vain.
Just like that, under the various gazes of everyone, Wang Fan finally walked onto the battlefield.
Almost the moment Wang Fan walked onto the battlefield, there was a clang and a spear appeared in Wu Qian's hand.
Endless spiritual energy surged on the spear, causing the spear to spread out with a killing force, and countless spear blades were torn out in the air.
"Take out your sword, don't say that I, Wu Qian, bully you." Wu Qian held a spear in his hand and stared at Wang Fan coldly, looking extremely violent.
Wang Fan glanced at him lightly, but did not take out the long knife, but said, "Let's take action."
Although he didn't say it explicitly, it was already obvious that Wu Qian was not worthy of his sword at all. He really didn't take Wu Qian seriously.
"Damn, that's crazy!"
"If you can pretend to be so good, I really can't stand it."
"Are there any eggs? I really want to throw a basketful of eggs on top."
Even the people below can't stand Wang Fan's madness.
It really deserves a beating.
Wu Qian was even trembling with anger.
"Okay, okay!" He said two good words in a row, and then without any more nonsense, he shook the spear in his hand and stabbed Wang Fan.
Spear shaking
It moved, tearing out countless spear blades. Those spear blades were also mixed with a touch of gold elements, and seemed to be able to tear everything apart, with incomparable violence.
Obviously, this Wu Qian is considered a talent, and he is already able to add the element of gold to his weapon attacks.
The golden spear blades filled the sky with a violent killing force, tearing the air directly and heading towards Wang Fan.
Wang Fan's expression was still calm, without any disturbance.
He slowly raised his right hand and pointed forward.
In an instant, endless terrifying sword light tore out. Each of those sword lights seemed to contain extremely domineering sword intent, and seemed to be able to split everything and destroy everything. .??.
In the air, rumbling sounds continued to be heard, and the sword light and the spear blade collided in mid-air.
Then everyone was horrified to see that the spear blade blessed with the element of gold began to crazily break, explode, and devastate under the agitation of the sword light.
The endless sword light seemed to be able to tear everything apart. In just a moment, it tore apart all the spear blades like a bamboo, and continued to attack Wu Qian.
At this moment, Wu Qian's expression finally couldn't help but change.
He still doesn't know that he is no match for Wang Fan at all.
Not only is he no match for Wang Fan, but he is still far behind.
Seeing the sword light that filled the sky and feeling the violent and domineering power, he didn't even have time to admit defeat, so he could only bite the bullet and dance his spear crazily to resist.
However, no matter how crazy he is, it will not help at all.
The energy storm he tore out was ruthlessly destroyed by the sword light in the sky, destroying everything like a broken bamboo.
Finally, the sword light struck him fiercely, and with a sneer, he couldn't help but spurt out several mouthfuls of blood. He flew backwards and fell towards the bottom of the fighting platform.
There were countless cuts on his body. Fortunately, Wang Fan had no intention of killing him, so his life was not in danger.
There was another bang, and Wu Qian fell hard to the bottom of the fighting platform. The trembling sound was like a giant hammer hitting everyone's hearts, and everyone trembled.
With one finger, just one finger, he powerfully defeated Wu Qian without even using his sword. This...
You know, Wu Qian condensed the element of gold into attacking.
Shocked, everyone was shocked.
They all stared blankly at the domineering figure on the battlefield, unable to return to their senses for a long time.
Wang Fan simply ignored the shock of those people, and did not even look at the defeated Wu Qian. He raised his feet and walked towards the bottom of the fighting platform.
His expression was as calm as ever, without even the slightest hint of joy in defeating his opponent.
It seems that defeating Wu Qian is not worthy of joy at all, it should be so ordinary.
It is indeed a crazy sword, it is really crazy!
Everyone was speechless.
In another area, Xia Li and his party could not help but be stunned.
They also did not expect that Wang Fan could crush his opponents in such a domineering and powerful way.
This kind of visual impact is really shocking.
But soon, they came to their senses, and Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Yes, it's a good thing, but Wu Qian is really a bit too weak."
Obviously, even though Wang Fan showed strength, Ye Zhao didn't really recognize Wang Fan's strength, but thought Wu Qian was too weak.
Xia Li nodded, "Yes, since he is so arrogant, he certainly has some strength. But if he meets a powerful person, I'm afraid he won't be able to be so arrogant."
Before, Wang Fan ignored his overtures, so he was naturally very unhappy with Wang Fan, and he didn't want to see Wang Fan become stronger.
Several people around listened to this, some agreed, and some were thoughtful.
The battle continued, and not long after, Xiang Jun, Ye Zhao, and Yue Qingchan took action one after another.
This chapter has been completed!