Originally, Xing Guanyue didn't care about the thin monk at all. In her opinion, the thin monk was very ordinary and there was nothing surprising at all.
But now after hearing these people's words and thinking about the way Yi Na looked at the thin monk before, she immediately realized that Yi had targeted the thin monk and followed him out.
According to her understanding, when Yi followed the thin monk out, the thin monk should have been killed, but now, instead, Yi had an arm cut off.
A mere ant that she didn't even notice could actually cut off Yi Yi's arm. This person was anything but simple.
Regardless of whether this person was Wang Fan or not, she had to take a look.
When Xing Guanyue thought of this, she no longer had any thoughts of staying here anymore, and she disappeared in a flash.
She was going to the Killing Arena to find Yi, and then asked what the strength of that thin monk was and where he was now.
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Wang Fan didn't know that the woman Xing Guanyue was suspicious of the skinny monk he had transformed into. At this time, he had already arrived at the registration office and successfully signed up to obtain the gladiatorial card.
Moreover, his gladiatorial card clearly shows the stage and number of the fights: Stage 5, four hundred and thirty-eight games.
Wang Fan looked at the information on the gladiatorial card, then looked up at Platform 5, and found that the number of matches on Platform 5 had reached three hundred and ninety-six.
He smiled slightly, walked near the No. 5 battle platform, and then found a seat and sat down.
The fighting in the arena was definitely the bloodiest and cruelest. Wang Fan only stayed here for less than an hour and saw at least nearly a hundred monks die on the battlefield.
Those monks who died were all losers without exception.
Failure means death, and no one is spared.
Time passed by minute by second, and Wang Fan only waited for less than an hour before it was his turn.
The code name he took when he participated in the gladiatorial battle was: Wang.
"I'm inviting you, Wang, to fight Lei Bu!" Following the announcement from the powerful host, Wang Fan slowly walked towards the No. 5 battle platform.
On the way Wang Fan walked to the fighting platform, a very burly monk had already jumped onto the fighting platform.
His entire body was like a huge fighting beast. His exposed upper body and muscles were as hard as iron, and his entire body was as if poured with steel juice.
His feet hit the ground, causing loud rumbling noises. The ground shook with alarming force.
"Reb!"
"Reb!"
"Reb!"
Looking at this muscular man, countless monks below began to tear apart and scream.
I don’t know if these people knew Rebu, or if they were just applauding Rebu’s physique.
Lei Bu landed on the fighting platform, and punched the air with both fists, making a dull sound. Then he looked at Wang Fan, with ferocious murderous intent in his eyes.
Wang Fan ignored Rebu's ferocious eyes and walked onto the fighting stage unhurriedly.
"Is this guy the king?"
"With this size and strength, he dares to be called king. It makes me laugh my head off."
"It is true that the ignorant are fearless. He soon realized that he was not a king, but worse than shit."
When the monks watching the battle saw Wang Fan, they immediately booed. It was obvious that most of them did not think highly of Wang Fan.
Wang Fan didn't care about what those people thought at all, he just looked at Lei Bu calmly in front of him.
He was thinking whether he should suppress Rebu with absolute strength and defeat him in one fell swoop, or whether he should hide his strength and fight a protracted war.
Just when Wang Fan hadn't thought about how to fight, Lei Bu was already like a wild beast out of its cage, charging towards him crazily.
The soles of Rebu's feet stepped on the battle platform, making a loud rumbling sound.
If the battle platform hadn't been made of special materials and was stabilized by formation restrictions, it would have been trampled to pieces by him.
Lei Bu didn't say any nonsense at all, and suddenly took action while Wang Fan was thinking.
Obviously, this guy is a master who knows how to seize the opportunity, and his mind is far from as rough and crazy as his appearance.
Wang Fan looked at this scene and smiled slightly, but did not move.
When Reb was about to hit his body, he clenched his right fist tightly, then pulled it back like a bow into a full moon, and then punched out.
Seeing this scene, Rebu's eyes flashed with sarcasm.
Not only did he not have the slightest intention to dodge, nor did he have the slightest intention to punch, but he still applied force crazily and slammed into it with his body as hard as iron.
Everyone couldn't help but gasped when they saw this scene.
Everyone can see that Lei Bu is a strength expert, but now, he actually wants to use his entire body to hit Wang Fan's arm. This...
Everyone seems to have seen Wang Fan's miserable ending.
Bang!
The fists collided with each other, making a low explosion!
The terrifying power exploded, but Wang Fan still maintained the same action as when he punched out his fist, motionless.
Looking at Rebu, his entire body was frozen in place as if a body-holding spell had been cast on him.
At the same time, the sarcasm on his face disappeared in an instant, and then he spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with a broken string.
As expected, Wang Fan was not knocked away by him, but instead he was knocked away by Wang Fan's punch.
At this moment, the whole place was dead silent!
A loud explosion woke everyone up. Only then did they realize that Rebu had fallen to the ground like a dog. He made no sound anymore, and they didn't know whether he was dead or alive.
"I declare that in this battle, the 'King' wins!"
"I would like to ask the 'King' fighter, do you still want to challenge for a second consecutive victory?"
The monks from the arena had already walked out and took Rebu away directly. At the same time, the old man in charge flew up.
"challenge!"
"challenge!"
"king!"
"king!"
Before Wang Fan could speak, the monks who were watching under the No. 5 battle platform were already roaring crazily.
Wang Fan glanced at the excited guys, then looked at the old host, nodded slowly, "I challenge!"
"king!"
"king!"
"Invincible!"
"Invincible!"
When the people below heard Wang Fan's words, they roared even harder. They didn't know whether they really thought Wang Fan was invincible or were just booing.
The old man in charge nodded and announced directly without any nonsense, "We invite the warrior Tiger Leap to come to the No. 5 platform to fight."
After saying that, the old man retreated directly, and then an equally burly monk followed him onto the fighting platform.
This monk's strength is also in the middle of the ninth level of the Supreme Realm, and in Wang Fan's opinion, he is almost the same as the previous Lei Bu.
It's just that the bloody aura that filled his body was stronger than that of Rebu.
Hu Yue also didn't say a word nonsense. After the old man announced that the fight had begun, he rushed towards Wang Fan crazily and killed him.
Compared to Lei Bu, his face was more solemn and he paid enough attention to Wang Fan.
boom!
With another punch, Huyue was blown away and defeated!
King, two consecutive victories!
Next, Wang Fan seemed to have activated a plug-in, and started to refresh his winning streak at an extremely fast speed.
King, three consecutive victories!
King, four wins in a row!
King, five consecutive victories!
In less than half a stick of incense, Wang's winning rate has reached ten consecutive victories.