The two teams were defeated in seconds.

Feng Qianyu's face looked a little bad.

Yue Cong directly asked angrily: "Luo Fan, do you call this special training for us?"

"It's just crushing!"

"They didn't even give us a chance to take action."

"What's the special training?"

Luo Fan was lying on the edge of the ring in disgust.

Looking at the group of people betting in the audience:

"Just to ask".

"How many of you bet on me finishing the battle within ten breaths?"

"Congratulations, you won the bet."

"Actually".

"I also bet a million spirit stones that I can solve the battle with ten breaths."

"So... get the money quickly!"

Suddenly the crowd swelled.

Huo Fentian: "I... I won the bet."

Look towards Huo Xingtian.

Huo Xingtian looked like he wanted to vomit blood but couldn't.

"Too...too treacherous!"

"You don't play like this!"

Luo Fan continued: "If you don't have money to pay."

"Can be paid in installments".

"Give me part of it this month and part of it next month!"

“Until it’s paid off!”

Team Little Star and Team Crane were confused again.

Li Si couldn't help but calculate:

"At least half of the people are betting that Luo Fan can't solve the battle with ten breaths, right?"

"Another generous guarding warship generals."

"How come you have won tens of millions of spiritual stones, right?"

Wang Lin stood behind.

A rare smile appeared.

Because Wang Lin is the banker in the gambling game.

When Luo Fan bet one million spirit stones that he would resolve the battle within ten breaths.

Wang Lin felt something was wrong.

I followed Luo Fan for one million spiritual stones.

This time.

I am afraid that most of the wealth of the twelve guarding warships and generals will be taken away.

Hahaha.

Just a joke.

Luo Fan suppressed his smile and said, "Where is the record of Wang Lin's bet?"

"Don't even think about defaulting on your debt."

“Next comes the real special training!”

"I will suppress my cultivation to a ninth-level warrior."

"Of course, I will also summon the contracted beast when I can't hold on any longer!"

…………

The battlefield begins again.

Luo Fan took a deep breath and adjusted his condition.

The opponent has three eighth-level monsters.

The eighth-level sword crane, the eighth-level earthly python, and the eighth-level demon scale angry bear!

Even the ninth-level Batu's punch could not break through the giant claw shield crab's defense.

Neither can the ninth-level Luo Fan.

Therefore, if an attack fails, you may be surrounded.

If you rely on speed to get around.

It's easy to hold on for half an hour.

But this defeats the purpose of special training.

Luo Fan's choice is still to attack!

The figure moved and rushed towards the Crane Team.

In Luo Fan's view, Team Crane has no defense and cannot withstand brutal attacks, so Team Crane will be eliminated first.

Feng Qianyu stood in front of the team.

He shouted sharply: "Form up!"

"Gather the will of swordsmanship!"

Each team member holds a long sword.

Erect your chest.

Inspire sword energy.

Converged on Feng Qianyu.

Feng Qianyu's long sword kept buzzing, and the sword energy tore through the air.

Luo Fan is getting closer and closer.

The shadow of a small sword appeared in Feng Qianyu's eyes.

With a wave of the long sword.

One sword comes out, thousands of swords come out!

Luo Fan's pupils shrank, feeling the sharpness of the sword energy.

The physical body cannot bear it.

He immediately took out the dragon scale dagger.

The hand is like a phantom, the dagger collides with the sword energy, and it blocks out a safe zone in the thousands of sword energy.

"How many times can you perform such a move?"

Feng Qianyu's face looked a little pale.

Although this move is not Team Crane's most powerful.

But in the Dongsheng Empire, three teams were defeated in seconds.

But he was blocked by Luo Fan alone.

"bass!"

Luo Fan turned sideways.

Yue Cong held the Shuihan Sword, and the Shuihan Sword brushed past Luo Fan's neck.

Luo Fan immediately used the dragon scale dagger to pin Shuihan Sword.

Look at the moon cage very close at hand.

He slapped it with a palm.

Yue Cong could only let go of his sword and do a backflip in mid-air to avoid it.

Two rounds!

Team Crane is weak.
To be continued...