On the battlefield, accompanied by roars one after another, dozens of figures rushed toward Wang Fan crazily, but Wang Fan did not even open his eyes.
His figure was like a ghost, constantly flashing back and forth, and his fists also transformed into afterimages and continued to strike out quickly.
Then, with a bang bang bang sound, the opponents flew upside down one by one and were teleported directly out of the battle stage.
Destroyed and destroyed, there is no way to fight back.
Seeing this strange scene, those guarding the fourth level of the Imperial Realm felt a little numb.
They are defenders, but they are also human beings. How can they not feel numb when they encounter such an opponent?
They have seen many opponents, but they have never seen an opponent as perverted as Wang Fan. They have fought until now and can still crush them easily.
They could all clearly feel that Wang Fan's cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Imperial Realm, but even this fourth level of the Imperial Realm gave them a feeling of being unable to compete.
despair···
Powerless...
Wang Fan didn't know what those people were thinking. At this time, he had fallen into a mysterious artistic conception of body and boxing, and felt extremely relaxed and comfortable.
He felt that every move he made and every punch he punched seemed to contain some kind of Taoist aura, which was mysterious and wonderful.
Originally, he simply used the eight-step fist to fight against the enemy, but as he continued to fight, he fell into this artistic conception.
on the square.
"Look, Wang Fan has already broken into the top 200!"
"Oh my god, it has only been so long, and he has already broken into the top 200!"
"Look at the number of defeated opponents behind him. They are still increasing rapidly. Pervert, this is definitely a pervert!"
"What a dark horse. Not only is he famous now, but Ming Haozong is also famous."
"Oh my god, the Tiannu Sect and the Minghao Sect are all so lucky. How could they recruit such evil people? Why don't our sects have such good luck?"
The whole square was in an uproar, and almost everyone's eyes were focused on the name Wang Fan.
It's not that they haven't seen geniuses, and it's not that they haven't seen monsters either.
But this was the first time I had seen such a monster like Wang Fan.
Wang Fan has already broken into the top 200, and the number of defeated opponents has not only not stopped, but has grown faster. What is this concept?
Compared with the excitement of those people, Gong Luzhan and others could not help but clenched their fists, extremely excited.
They didn't expect that Wang Fan would be so strong and perverted.
This is simply a huge surprise.
Compared to the excitement of Gong Luzhan and his party, the faces of those in the Tiannv Sect were not so good-looking.
The stronger Wang Fan becomes, the unhappy they will naturally be. Even now, they have begun to worry that Wang Fan will surpass Shi Jiao.
After all, Shi Jiao's ranking was only ninety-ninth, while Wang Fan's ranking had already reached one hundred and fifty-third, and the momentum was still strong.
If this continues, it seems possible that Wang Fan will surpass Shi Jiao.
"Don't pass me, don't pass me."
"I, Shi Jiao, am an evil genius. Who is Wang Fan? Why can he compare with me?"
"Fail quickly, fail quickly!"
Shi Jiao also clenched her fists, even biting her red lips, muttering viciously in her heart.
Naturally, she didn't want Wang Fan to surpass her.
After all, if Wang Fan surpasses her, doesn't it mean that she is inferior to Wang Fan?
It's just that God seems to be joking with them. The more they are afraid of something, the more it will come.
On the display screen of the formation, Wang Fan seemed to be riding a rocket, and his ranking was still soaring rapidly.
"One hundred and thirty-seven."
"One hundred and sixteenth."
"Hundredth!"
At a certain moment, Wang Fan's ranking finally reached the 100th place. In other words, if he moved up one more ranking, he would surpass Shi Jiao.
boom!
At this moment, the whole audience completely exploded!
Countless people shouted the name Wang Fan.
Gong Luzhan and his party couldn't help but clenched their fists, and they couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.
As for the Tiannu Sect's group, their faces were burning and they wanted to turn around and leave immediately.
This was such a slap in the face, and it hurt a lot.
"Ninety-nine!"
"Seventy-sixth place!"
"Forty-three!"
However, Wang Fan's ranking is still rising steadily, and he soon broke into the top 50.
Finally, when Wang Fan's ranking appeared in ninth place, it stopped.
"Minghaozong Wang Fan, ninth!"
"Monster, this is really a monster!"
Countless people were shocked by this, and even many monks had begun to inquire about Ming Hao Sect and wanted to make friends with Wang Fan.
After all, what is the concept of ninth place in the Empire Debate?
Although this is only the first round of rankings, it does not represent the final rankings, and it is very possible that some monks did not try their best.
But being able to achieve ninth place is already quite incredible.
In Fengyun Ladder, on one of the battle platforms, Wang Fan finally opened his eyes.
He finally woke up from that mysterious mood.
"How many people have I defeated? I guess the top 1,000 people should have no problem, right?"
He couldn't help but murmur to himself, and at the same time began to reminisce about the body and boxing skills he had learned before.
"The body turns into an afterimage, and the fist power is astonishing. Let's call it Transformation Fist." He also gave a name to the boxing style he created based on his understanding.
Although this name is not very domineering, he likes it very much.
"It's time to go out." After Wang Fan took his name, he murmured again, took out the number plate, swiped it in the air, and then disappeared from the battlefield.
Although he didn't know how many people he defeated, there must be no problem with the first thousand.
And Wang Fan also knew that the reason why he was able to defeat so many defenders so quickly was because of the Shadow Fist.
Although he could still defeat so many people if he hadn't mastered the Shadow Fist, he would definitely not be so fast, let alone so easily.
on the square.
The mood of Gong Luzhan and others has changed from excitement to anxiety.
Because Wang Fan's ranking has been fixed at the ninth seat for a long time, even the number of opponents he defeated has not changed, but his people have not come out yet.
What does it mean that you haven't come out for so long? Could it be that something unexpected happened?
Gong Luzhan and others were very uneasy.
If Wang Fan had an accident or fell on Fengyun Ladder, it would not be a surprise, but a shock, and they would not be able to bear it.
The Tiannv Sect and the others had been staring at Minghao Sect, so naturally they knew that Wang Fan had not come out.
Gradually, their expressions changed from embarrassment to gloating.
"Haha, Minghao Sect Wang Fan is ranked ninth. What a good ranking. It's a pity that he may have died on Fengyun Ladder."
"Although his strength is good, it's a pity that he is short-lived. He is really short-lived."
"People who love to be in the limelight die soon. Wang Fan loves to be in the limelight so much. Is he dying now?"
"Genius? Yes, he is indeed a genius, but he is a dead genius."
"Ha ha."
The Tiannu Sect's group acted unscrupulously and began to curse Wang Fan.
"Do you really want me to die? I'm so sorry to disappoint you. Even if you die, I won't die."
However, just as those people's voices fell, a cold voice suddenly came, and then Wang Fan appeared here.