On the nine-seat competition platform where the roaring sound was endless, everyone was fighting fiercely at this moment.
Zhou Fan, who was on the No. 9 competition stage, was still avoiding the attack of the rough man.
Originally, it was not difficult for Zhou Fan to kill the opponent directly with one sword.
But he didn't want to reveal his strength too early, so he secretly paid attention to several other competition arenas, and found that as long as someone was defeated and killed, a new challenger would fly over to challenge the competition arena.
In other words, if Zhou Fan kills the rough man, someone else will soon come up to challenge him.
Although he is not afraid, he does not want to be thankless and watch monkey shows.
So he simply delayed the fight with each other, and instead made the rough and masculine orifices smoke.
This rough man with a fiery personality hates the feeling of being punched in soft cotton the most.
After fighting for a while, the rough man became completely angry.
"Damn you little bastard! I want you dead!"
An angry voice came from the rough man's mouth, and he rushed towards Zhou Fan and blew himself up.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and Zhou Fan, who was caught off guard, was blown out and landed on his body in the distance, emitting black smoke.
And a rolling head rolled past Zhou Fan, and he was still cursing at this moment.
"Damn you bastard! Next time you meet me, I will definitely kill you!"
The cursing voices gradually faded away, leaving Zhou Fan stunned.
That guy only has one head left and he can still talk?
With his face filled with astonishment, his head fell to the ground and was picked up by a woman.
"call out!"
Suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air behind him, causing Zhou Fan to subconsciously duck to avoid it.
I saw a sword-wielding man flying up onto the competition stage at some point. After the man missed a sneak attack, he attacked Zhou Fan again without any nonsense.
"Clang!"
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
Zhou Fan saw that the other person was a swordsman, so he took out an ordinary long sword and fought with that person.
His swordsmanship is terrible, but his opponent's swordsmanship is extremely superb.
Given the opportunity to study, Zhou Fan would naturally not sit back and watch.
While resisting his opponent's attack, he began to imitate the opponent's superb swordsmanship.
"Hmph! If you can learn my swordsmanship, I will take your surname!"
The sword-wielding man seemed to have noticed that Zhou Fan was stealing his skills from his master, but his lame moves and inconsistent movements almost made him laugh out loud.
"If you dare, show me the sword technique a few times! Let's see if I can learn it!"
"Hmph! What you think is beautiful!"
Zhou Fan originally planned to use provocation, but the man wielding the sword was not fooled.
He continued to attack Zhou Fan, his swordsmanship becoming more and more fierce and almost fatal.
The two of them were fighting back and forth like this. Zhou Fan relied on his strength and speed to remain undefeated even if his sword skills were bad.
At the other eight competition stages, the battle has now entered a fever pitch, and the blood-stained competition stages are full of heads.
Zhou Fan, who was on the No. 9 competition stage, was also secretly observing other competition stages at this moment.
He found that those who were on the stage to defend the ring like him seemed to have extremely strong cultivation, and almost all the people who came to the stage to compete and challenge were killed without exception.
None of the people who were beheaded seemed to be dead, and the remaining heads were taken away by their relatives.
And soon he saw the right protector, smashing the head of a man competing on the stage with his palm.
The man screamed and died on the spot, and his body stopped moving.
"Child!"
"Damn! Damn outsiders!"
"Kill him, kill him..."
Soon, an old man rushed directly to the competition platform and angrily attacked the right protector.
The people in the audience were also in a state of excitement, as if the Right Protector had stirred up a hornet's nest and provoked public outrage.
"boom!"
"ah!"
Soon, the old man who challenged the Right Protector was beheaded and blasted away, while someone else from the audience rushed onto the competition platform to attack the Right Protector.
As the fighting continued, the people who took the stage to fight seemed to become more and more powerful.
"Damn you bastard! How long are you going to dodge!"
Just when Zhou Fan focused most of his attention on other competition stages, the swordsman who was fighting with him was so angry that he was filled with smoke.
He roared angrily and instantly used the unparalleled sword light to envelope Zhou Fan.
The speed of that sword light was extremely fast, and it was almost a unique skill of that sword cultivator to press against the bottom of the box.
Zhou Fan tried his best to avoid it, but he still got a few bloody marks on his body.
"Clang!"
"Qiang Qiang Qiang..."
The two people wielding swords were now wielding their sword moves almost airtightly. Zhou Fan, who had gradually become familiar with each other's sword moves, was able to master them after learning from his master for a period of time.
Although the sword moves are not perfect yet, he has been able to fight with the sword master repeatedly.
"Damn it!"
"Damn it!"
"How dare you steal my sword moves!"
The sword cultivator's Qiqi was filled with smoke, and finally he chose to self-destruct.
"boom!"
As a roaring explosion sounded, Zhou Fan groaned and was instantly blown away.
Fortunately, this time he was mentally prepared and activated the blue light shield immediately, so he was not injured.
"Boy! I remember you!"
When Zhou Fan was blown away and landed in the corner of the competition stage, a head whizzed past and flew towards the square below the stage, leaving behind an angry voice.
Zhou Fan's cheeks twitched slightly when he heard this, and he thought, shouldn't you thank me for showing mercy?
"Boy! Die!"
Just as Zhou Fan was muttering to himself, a tall and round man climbed onto the competition platform with a big hammer and rushed directly towards him.
"boom!"
There was a loud bang, and the wooden floor where Zhou Fan was standing was instantly covered with cracks.
"boom!"
"Bang bang bang..."
The man with brute strength was chasing Zhou Fan with a big hammer and smashing him wildly.
Zhou Fan fought with him several times with his sword, but the long sword in his hand was now bent into a lump.
He secretly complained and could only run away on the competition platform. The man with the big hammer was so angry that he almost smashed the competition platform to pieces.
Possessing rapid speed and movement skills, Zhou Fan is already in an invincible position.
Anyway, he was not in a hurry because he was stalling for time. He deliberately took out a long spear and exchanged two moves with the man, then led the other man to run away from the fighting platform.
"The guy on the No. 9 competition platform is a bit shameless. Why don't you let someone who is good at speed challenge you?"
At this moment, the general in the audience frowned, obviously very dissatisfied with Zhou Fan who was opportunistic and deliberately delayed.
"It doesn't matter! Today's competition is just for fun, tomorrow will be the real decisive battle!"
"When the time comes, you will know whether it is a donkey or a horse that comes out for a stroll!"
The old prime minister sitting in the first place on the right didn't seem to care. He was looking at the competition platforms below with great interest.
The general frowned when he heard this, and after looking at the old prime minister without trace, he turned his attention to the competition arena where the right protector was.
He is relatively optimistic about the combat power of the Right Protector.
However, what he values most is still the inconspicuous leader of ASEAN. That guy looks good in appearance. If he can become the consort, it will definitely be even more powerful for the entire Jiang Kingdom.
Of course, even if he is in a high and powerful position, there are some things that he cannot forcefully decide, otherwise there would be no need for a so-called competition.
In this way, after a whole day of competition, Zhou Fan and the other nine people guarding the ring were not eliminated.
Those who can be selected must have the lowest cultivation level in the early stage of the Spirit King Realm. Although there are many people who challenge, there are actually not many people with strong cultivation level.
After Zhou Fan and others successfully advanced, they followed the woman who led the way back.
The right protector did not communicate with Zhou Fan during the whole process, but deliberately passed by him when leaving.
When returning to the palace along the quaint streets, Zhou Fan discovered that the attic where he lived was located to the south of the palace.
The woman in the red dress remained silent all the way. When she took Zhou Fan back to the attic, she sat alone again like a wood sculpture.
"I'm going for a walk outside!"
"You are not allowed to go anywhere except during the competition!"
Zhou Fan originally wanted to find an excuse to go out for a walk, but he didn't expect the woman in the red dress to stop him in a flash.
"I'm just walking around to do some activities! I'm not a prisoner, so you can't imprison me in the house, right?"
"And there are differences between men and women. I'm not used to staying in the same room with women."
Zhou Fan did not take action forcefully, but reasoned.
It's just that the girl in the red dress is as smelly and hard as the stones in the toilet, so she doesn't pay attention to Zhou Fan at all.
"I don't have very good self-control. If you always stay in the same room with me, I might do something to you."
Zhou Fan began to deliberately make insinuations, looking at the woman in the red dress with a somewhat fiery gaze.
Seeing that the woman in the red dress remained silent and made no other moves, she couldn't help but boldly stepped forward and wanted to lift her red hijab to find out.
"Take off the red hijab and you will marry me! Are you sure you want to do this?"
Just when Zhou Fan reached out to grab the corner of the red hijab, the cold voice of the woman in the red dress made his hand pause for a moment.
"boom!"
Immediately afterwards, a white palm suddenly shot out, and Zhou Fan who was caught off guard was instantly blown away.
"boom!"
With a muffled bang, Zhou Fan hit the wall and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Before he could react, a ball of terrifying flames instantly enveloped him.
"ah......"
The scorching flames can be said to burn everything, instantly melting the attic into a huge charred pit.
Zhou Fan immediately used the blue mask and dragon scales, but they were almost burned to coke.
Zhou Fan, who rushed out of the charred pit, looked at the woman in red dress standing at the door of the attic with a green lantern with lingering fear on his face.
If he hadn't been protected by dragon scales, the terrifying flames would have burned him to ashes in an instant.
"ah!"
At the same time, Zhou Fan seemed to hear a scream coming from outside.
It is possible that someone, like him, was curious about the appearance of a woman wearing a red hijab and wanted to take off the hijab and was attacked.
From the screams that stopped suddenly, it was not difficult to tell that the other party might have just farted. After all, not everyone has a powerful defense comparable to Zhou Fan's dragon scales.
Just when Zhou Fan was distracted, the woman in the red dress put away the green lantern and took off the red hijab.
Zhou Fan was stunned to see that beautiful and beautiful face that was as beautiful as a flower.
beautiful!
Simply a beauty in the world!
Her beautiful eyes, apricot face and peach cheeks, red lips and white teeth, and her flower-like jade face have a unique and charming royal temperament.