However, Yushan was quickly disappointed. He could not see anything from Wang Fan's face.
Wang Fan listened to Yushan's words, curled his lips and smiled, and said disdainfully, it seems that you are not abstaining from voting, this is for the best.
That day at Tingfeng Restaurant, you provoked me. I was worried that I wouldn't have the chance to teach you a lesson. Now, the opportunity has come.
After Wang Fan finished speaking, he no longer bothered to talk nonsense with Yushan. He flashed his body and attacked Yushan directly.
When Yushan saw Wang Fan's attack, his expression changed drastically in an instant. He frantically activated the spiritual energy in his body, struck Wang Fan with several palm strikes, and began to retreat rapidly.
Although he guessed that Wang Fan was at the end of his game and had little fighting power, this was just a guess after all.
Wang Fan was able to win ninety-six games in a row and displayed such terrifying martial arts skills in the last game. It was impossible for him not to be afraid.
Yushan's palm wind was extremely sharp, creating a violent force. In just a few breaths, he had already reached Wang Fan.
Wang Fan felt the wind of Yushan's crazy palm, a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes, and he waved his palms rapidly.
Boom boom boom boom.
With several explosions, all the palm winds shot by Yushan were scattered.
After Wang Fan dispersed the wind from his palms, his speed did not slow down at all and he continued to rush towards Yushan.
When he was still about a hundred meters away from Yushan, he had already grabbed the shadow knife again.
The shadow knife drew an arc in mid-air, set off a dazzling cold light, and slashed towards Yushan.
Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Sword! A low roar came from Wang Fan's mouth. He didn't hesitate at all and directly used Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Sword.
The terrifying killing force spread, and a sword wave hundreds of feet long took shape in an instant, rolling up endless pressure and slashing towards Yushan like an overwhelming mountain.
At this moment, Yushan’s expression changed drastically!
No, this is impossible!!! He murmured to himself crazily, the spiritual energy in his body surged crazily, his palms shot out waves, and he began to resist vigorously.
He couldn't believe that Wang Fan could still perform king-level martial arts after displaying such terrifying martial arts before.
This is really incredible.
Compared to Yushan's panic, the monks in the audience were even more uproar.
They were also shocked by this scene.
After all, the more terrifying a martial skill is, the more spiritual power it consumes.
Wang Fan had previously performed a terrifying martial skill like the Great Desolation and Sky-Destroying Slash. How could he perform another king-level martial skill in such a short period of time?
However, even if they still don't believe it, the scene before them is still true.
The violent killing force rolled up by the Seven Kills Flowing Cloud Sword had already wrapped around Yushan in an instant.
In a burst of clicking sounds, Yushan's defense condensed on the body's surface began to collapse instantly, just like fragile broken copper and iron.
Under that kind of collapse, Yushan also began to retreat continuously, and the blood in his mouth kept gushing out like spring water.
Bang!
In the end, countless blood spattered on his body, and he fell onto the battlefield in a panic, unable to get up again.
Yushan lay on the fighting platform, feeling the various sights from the audience, his face turned red and he almost went crazy.
For him, this was a shame, a shame he had never experienced in his life.
If there is a crack in the ground in front of him, he really wants to crawl into it.
Admit defeat. Wang Fan looked down at the blushing Yushan, and said flatly in an extremely frivolous tone.
Judging from his tone, he didn't take Yushan seriously at all. In his eyes, Yushan seemed to be worse than an ant.
Yushan suddenly raised his head and stared at Wang Fan, his eyes red and silent.
If eyes could kill, Wang Fan was already a dead man at this moment. It's a pity that his Yushan eyes don't have that kind of power?
Why do you want to fight again if you are not convinced or admit defeat? Wang Fan looked at Yushan's expression, smiled mischievously, and came to him like lightning, raising his foot.
Bang!
Yushan was caught off guard, and even after being kicked, his whole body flew up like a sandbag.
The man was in mid-air, feeling the burning sting on his body. He gritted his teeth and almost went crazy.
The people in the audience, after a brief silence, couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Yushan, the proud genius of the Nanguan Yu family, was kicked away like a sandbag. They really couldn't help but laugh.
Yushan, that day at Tingfeng Restaurant, you asked me to give up my seat to you because of my status. I did not argue with you and gave up my seat to you.
But you, after I gave up my position, you actually wanted to teach me a lesson because I was rude to you. I really want to know, why are you?
Wang Fan's cold voice slowly came out, making everyone at the scene understand the whole story of the two people's grudges.
Wang Fan's voice did not stop, it was still echoing, "Yu, I gave up my seat to you that day and did not punish you for being rude to me. It was not because I was afraid of you."
But you, Yushan, are not qualified to make me take action. In my eyes, you are like an ant, even worse than an ant.
Wang Fan's voice was extremely arrogant and indifferent. He was humiliating Yushan in front of him in an almost humiliating way.
Yushan's face turned even greener and redder, and he almost wanted to go crazy, but he couldn't speak at all.
The monks in the audience could not help but nod their heads.
Hey, isn't he just a genius of the Yu family? He thinks he is invincible and even dares to challenge No. 38. He is simply bringing humiliation to himself.
This is because Senior Brother No. 38 has a good temper. If it had been me, I would have beaten him to a pulp that day. There would be no chance for him to participate in this trial.
No matter what, you dare to provoke Senior Brother No. 38. This kind of person deserves to be beaten.
Yushan? Bah, what a piece of shit. He can only be arrogant and arrogant in front of people like us. When he meets a real master, he is worse than a dog.
The harsh sounds from the audience reached Yushan's ears, and Yushan was so angry that he went crazy and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under.
At this moment, he received an extremely heavy blow.
Damn it!
This guy is really hateful, he is just looking for death!
He must be killed, he must be killed, otherwise, where is the majesty of my Yu family!
The arrogant and ignorant younger generation really makes me angry!
On the high platform in the distance, those members of the Yu family couldn't help but let out angry roars.
If they hadn't been afraid of the old man with white hair and beard who was presiding over the competition, they might have been unable to bear the urge to rush onto the battlefield and tear Wang Fan into pieces.
Don't you admit defeat yet? You are simply forcing me to humiliate you. When Wang Fan saw that Yushan still refused to admit defeat, he rushed directly in front of him, grabbed his collar, and slapped him hard on the cheek.
The sound of popping and popping resounded, and the scene fell into dead silence for an instant.
There's still a fight going on here, it's simply a one-sided brutality.
stop!
At the moment when Wang Fan slapped Yushan wildly, on the high platform in the distance, the middle-aged man who looked similar to Yushan finally couldn't bear it anymore. Several flashes came under the platform and roared crazily.
The eyes he looked at Wang Fan were bloodshot, and his body was filled with uncontrollable murderous intent.