"Simba, it's Simba. It seems that this king's winning streak will end here."
"Of course! A mere ant that appeared out of nowhere and achieved ninety-three consecutive victories just by virtue of good luck wants to defeat Simba. It's just a dream."
"Such an arrogant guy should pay the price!"
"Simba Warriors, kill him!"
"kill him!"
The supporters of the three trump cards immediately became excited after seeing Simba take the stage.
In just a short moment, their voices had converged into a torrent, filling the entire scene with the sound of killing Wang Fan.
The sound was like a surging tide, rolling endlessly, but Wang Fan's expression remained calm.
He flatly stretched out his middle finger and shook it at Simba, "If you can't do it, you'd better retreat quickly."
His tone was calm, as if he was facing an ant.
Wang Fan's contemptuous expression was not acceptable to the supporters of the three trump cards below, even Simba was unable to accept it.
Simba was simply furious.
He, Simba, is second only to the three trump cards. Now Wang Fan dares to despise him so much, in full view of the public. This is simply an insult to him.
"You are looking for death!" With a sharp shout, Simba's whole body was filled with momentum, and he was like a furious beast, madly killing Wang Fan.
A violent momentum surged out of him, like a torrent, rushing towards Wang Fan crazily.
With that kind of powerful momentum impact, even if the mind is slightly weaker, I am afraid that it will be defeated immediately.
"I told you you can't do it." However, Wang Fan's tone was still calm. The moment the words were spoken, the spiritual energy in his body surged crazily, and he stamped his right foot on the ground!
boom!
There was a loud noise, strong energy raged, and as the ground shook, his whole body penetrated crazily like a sharp arrow.
The same violence, the same directness.
Wang Fan's body was like a sharp arrow, and in a burst of clicking sounds, Simba's violent momentum was directly torn apart, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of him.
Simba's face froze slightly, obviously he didn't expect Wang Fan to have such strength.
However, he, who was experienced in actual combat, did not flinch at all. Instead, he wildly pumped up his fists and struck Wang Fan fiercely.
This punch was not an ordinary punch, but a punch that condensed the momentum of his whole body and the spiritual energy of his whole body.
This punch, even without using any martial arts, is still much stronger than any martial arts below the Saint level.
Even if it is a holy level martial skill, if the monk's momentum is not strong enough, he will be directly crushed.
When one's cultivation reaches Simba's level, even an ordinary punch already contains the power of the world, and is simply not comparable to ordinary people.
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Wang Fan's mouth, and almost as soon as Simba's fist punched out, his fist flew out.
The violent killing force swept across in an instant, and the spiritual energy in his body was like a torrent that burst through the embankment, pouring into his right fist crazily.
boom!
The fists collided and made a loud noise!
At this moment, the violent force surging in Wang Fan's body seemed to have found an outlet, and it was vented crazily along the tip of his fist.
Click!
Under that terrifying and unimaginable violence, Simba's entire right arm was torn to pieces in an instant.
And his whole body spurted out several mouthfuls of blood, and flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.
boom!
His whole body fell onto the battle platform, his internal organs were displaced, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead!
quiet!
Deadly quiet!
Everyone's mouths opened wide, as if they couldn't believe this scene at all.
Even those loyal supporters of the three trump cards, even those monks who had previously clamored to kill Wang Fan, all shut up at this moment and could not say another word.
One punch and Simba is defeated!
With this kind of terrifying strength, even if it is not as good as the three aces, they are no longer qualified to despise or insult!
Wang Fan did not continue to attack Simba, but looked at the three aces in the audience with disdain, "Now, you can go up together!"
As arrogant as ever!
At the same time, Xing Guanyue's eyes suddenly lit up, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes.
At this point in her realm, she no longer needs to rely on appearance to recognize people.
She recognizes people by their breath.
No matter how defiant Wang Fan was and how powerful his concealment methods were, she still noticed a familiar aura the moment she took action.
She recognized Wang Fan.
Xing Guanyue recognized Wang Fan and immediately wanted to rush forward and capture Wang Fan.
It was only when she thought of the great strength that Wang Fan showed that she had to endure it.
If she goes up, she can suppress Wang Fan, but she may not be able to take Wang Fan away.
The most important thing is that if Wang Fan is really as powerful as Yi said, and Wang Fan still wants to escape, she doesn't even have the strength to stop Wang Fan.
Thinking of this, Xing Guanyue felt even more secretly angry.
She had already guessed Wang Fan's purpose. This guy wanted to attract the attention and protection of Xinxing Arena through his strength, and then fight against her, Xing Guanyue.
No, it's not against her Xing Guanyue. He, Xing Guanyue, is not qualified to make Wang Fan afraid.
What Wang Fan is really afraid of is the Qingyue Palace behind her!
This guy is really deep and scheming!
Xing Guanyue thought so, but had no choice but to send a message to Second Senior Sister.
Wang Fan has the aura of ancient times, and she must take it away no matter what!
Xing Guanyue recognized Wang Fan, how could Yi not recognize him?
He thought of the amazing knife strike before, and his face instantly turned pale.
"Hmph, do you think that just because you defeated Simba, you can challenge me to cum? You are not qualified yet!"
"Who do you think you are, you dare to ask my beast to join forces with others to deal with you? My beast alone can easily crush you!"
While Yi's face turned pale, two voices came out almost in no particular order, and soon after, Ji Heshou had already landed on the battlefield.
The moment they landed on the fighting platform, they realized that they had actually come up.
But just as they were about to retreat and give the opportunity to the other party, Wang Fan's disdainful voice came out again,
"Just two ants dare to say that I am not qualified and dare to crush me. They are simply overestimating their abilities!"
"The three trump cards are just a joke in the eyes of my king. From today on, there will be no three trump cards in the arena, only my king, one supreme one!"
Wang Fan's arrogant voice came out, but his eyes glanced at Yi again, "You, come up too."
Arrogant!
How arrogant is this?
Facing two top powerhouses, Ji and Beast, they actually felt that it was not enough and even wanted to pull Yi up!
At this time, even if some people thought Wang Fan was arrogant and did not know his own abilities, they would not dare to speak out!
This king is really too evil, and he can always do what others cannot. Maybe he really has the strength to defeat the three aces together.
Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help but gasped. No one dared to look down on Wang Fan anymore.
"I'm so easy, give up!" While everyone was thinking, a slightly trembling voice came out, causing the scene to fall silent once again.
Yi, actually took the initiative to admit defeat, and his voice was slightly trembling. How is this possible?
At this moment, not to mention the monks who were watching, even Ji Heshou on the battlefield looked at Yi in the audience with expressions of disbelief, and couldn't help but feel a little thump in their hearts.
If there is anyone who can be happy now, it is Taoist Lan from the New Star Arena.
Naturally, he could see from Wang Fan's strength and Yi's attitude that Wang Fan was not simple. Maybe this guy who he thought was arrogant could really defeat the three aces.
Once Wang can really defeat the three aces, then he will become a new star in the arena...
Thinking of this, Lan Daoren's fists could not help but clenched...