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Dabi became ridiculous because of Lin Fan.

The temperature gradually rises due to the time being near noon.

Under the scorching sun, a voice called "Lin Fan Victory!" was shouted again by the deacon weakly.

After shouting this sentence, the deacon shook his head helplessly, feeling relieved and a sense of absurdity filled his heart.

Lin Fan won ten consecutive victories, and his record seemed dazzling, but in fact he only said ten times: "I'll give in."

This is something that has never happened in the history of the Fuxuemen for thousands of years. It is jaw-dropping enough and enough to make people think about why?

As the head of the Fuxue Sect, Zhao Qingshi naturally needs to think deeply.

He naturally knew that Lin Fan was even a powerful figure in Fuxue Sect, because he was one of the two children who accidentally entered the ice cave, because he was the lucky one who gained magical powers in the ice cave.

However, now it seems that luck does not seem to be enough to explain the scene in front of you, which means that Lin Fan is extremely excellent in his daily life and temperament.

This made Zhao Qingshi extremely pleased.

He has always agreed that practicing cannot only look at talent, but he admires the theory that character determines destiny.

Therefore, he decided not to let Lin Fan stay in the main gate for too long, and he must let him enter the inner gate as soon as possible, and even he had a little thought of accepting disciples.

But with this thought, he deliberately looked at Sun Deqian sitting upright not far away, and found that Sun Deqian smiled like a crescent moon, so he knew that he wanted to steal his apprentice from him, afraid that this old stubborn person would fight him.

Lin Fan finally walked off the ring at this time. He scratched his head, feeling that many disciples from the outer sect were too loving to him, so he bowed and said to everyone: "I'll give in."

His shy look and sincere tone made many disciples laugh. For a moment, there was a trace of gunpowder in the martial arts training ground, but it was a bit happy.

When Lin Fan walked off the arena, the other disciples with the fastest progress in the arena only had three battles.

I found Chen Yan in the crowd and I had no more nervousness today. I just need to watch it on the wall.

After Lin Fan walked off the arena, the competition seemed to have finally returned to normal.

The cheers of the outer disciples resounded through the sky, and the fighting on the ring was very exciting. Not to mention that it was far better than in previous years, but its intensity was indeed beyond the past.

The outer sect competition is so intense, and the happiest person is Elder Zhang. He is the person in charge of all management affairs of the outer sect. The overall level of the outer sect disciples has increased greatly, so naturally his face is shining.

Naturally, he knew that he had no contribution, and that the current situation was the outer disciple named Lin Fan.

So he couldn't help but search for Lin Fan, thinking that this son would definitely be extraordinary in the future and that he must bring closer relationships.

Lin Fan didn't know what Elder Zhang was thinking in the outer sect. He looked at the fierce battle in the ring in front of him seriously, thinking that the quota of outer sect was indeed too limited, and this was really cruel.

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, a deacon had to enter the ring to block the struggle of the inner disciples. The first injured outer disciple was lifted down. He raised his tender cheeks and burst into tears unconsciously in the corners of his eyes, knowing that this competition would not be matched with him again.

He will return to his hometown after this competition, and will no longer think about the affairs of a practitioner, but only seek to spend the rest of his life safely.

Every year, many such disciples appear, and people will no longer be too surprised.

There are three major competitions in the outer gate of Fuxue Gate every year. After each competition, many external disciples bid farewell to the practice journey in sadness, or return home to sit as an ordinary person, or follow the arrangements of the Zhou Dynasty and enter the court to get a small position.

This cruelty of washing away the sand was very unfamiliar to Lin Fan. He didn't know the origin of the disciple's tears, but after listening to Chen Yan's detailed description, he felt a little sad.

However, including the Fuxue Sect, the rules within the sect have been almost the same for thousands of years.

Facing the demon clan, the human race needs the strong to stand up, and the strong naturally have undergone many trials and cruel elimination.

Lin Fan suddenly lost interest in watching Dabi. He did not have a heart to become a strong man. His idea was extremely simple, that was, he could stand beside Ye Ningshuang as soon as possible and accompany her to Tianyan to see the scenery.

But he doesn't understand, the reason for becoming a strong man is often extremely simple. As long as this reason can give you enough motivation, that is a good reason.

Although Lin Fan lost interest, the competition became more and more intense.

The fierce battle situation and the dazzling sparks that were bumped into each other were stimulating the nerves of the outer disciples.

As the outer disciples became more and more excited, the first wave of ** came at noon.

People waved their fists in their hands and roared at Xiang Ming's name.

Although Xiang Ming is not very popular on weekdays, his opponent is the infamous Wang Man, so the outer disciples in the audience should have chosen to support Xiang Ming emotionally.

The two of them were almost equal in strength, and they both exhale in the previous ten rounds.

At this time, the competition in the Qi Condensation Realm caused the vitality to scatter in the arena.

Xiang Ming and Wang Man once again tied in a new round of battles. Their physical strength and vitality were almost exhausted. To decide the outcome, they must be a hand-to-hand fight!

Hands-to-hand combat has always been Wang Man's strength, so he was born like a calf, so he was not afraid of Xiang Ming.

However, before Lin Fan arrived at the outer sect, no one would deliberately exercise his close-fitting skills, but after Lin Fan came, the situation was already very different.

Xiang Ming has never slacked off in the early morning boxing in the past few months, and his body has been strong for three rounds. Not to mention how strong he is, but the strong muscles exposed when he tear open the disciple's clothes really scared Wang Man.

The collision between the two began in the next breath, like two fierce tigers.

Chen Yan and Xiang Ming were acquainted with each other, stood up excitedly, and fisted hard.

Lin Fan smiled slightly and understood that Wang Man had lost.

His judgment was extremely accurate, based on his understanding of Xiang Ming.

Xiang Ming is usually withdrawn and taciturn, but he is always extremely serious about his practice.

On the other hand, Wang Man’s group, who is not a person who is waiting to die? Even if he is born with good conditions, what if he is?

As expected, the winner was separated by the next breath. Xiang Ming's eyes were red, and he used his shoulders as a car, and he struggled to hit Wang Man's chest.

Half of blood sprayed out, and Wang Man fell from the ring like a kite with a broken string. This injury may have made him say goodbye to this competition completely.

The cheers of thunder and thunder suddenly rang out, and Xiang Ming, who was covered in evil spirits, roared angrily, making the sound waves rise and rise, and the atmosphere reached its peak!

Lin Fan also stood up at this time, with a smile on his face.
Chapter completed!