The originally mild competitive atmosphere was completely broken, and the shouts of killing shook everyone everywhere.
"I am invincible!"
"Wan Sheng!"
"kill!"
Lines of energy and blood shot up into the sky, and a thick layer of blood clouds formed on the originally bright sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This is a bit like martial arts!"
Yang Fan, who single-handedly made the entire scene so heated, nodded with satisfaction.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at Yan Lei.
"Oh, by the way, Yan Lei, arrange for someone to guard the school gate. If our family finds anyone who dares to sneak away, they will be cut off directly."
"Yes, sir."
Yan Lei laughed evilly and left quickly.
Some warriors who had planned to run away when they saw the situation was not good immediately stopped, pretended to be nonchalant, and continued to watch the game.
But I made up my mind that anyone who dares to stop me from winning will be beaten to death!
"No. 15, advance!"
"No. 327, eliminated!"
"Number 2839, eliminated!"
"..."
As the battle intensified, many people showed their potential, and a large number of people were eliminated in a short period of time.
The winner is delighted.
The loser is like mourning an heir.
"Impossible, I am a great grandmaster who has been replaced nine times, how could I lose to a senior grandmaster!"
A big, thick, black-faced man made an accidental mistake and was knocked down from the ring by his opponent. It took him a while to react, and his face turned green.
"This was an accident, please give me another chance!"
He subconsciously rushed to the stage and wanted to continue playing.
"You bastard, you are allowed to run wild here at the primary election site of the martial arts competition! Get out of here!"
A referee on the high platform saw this and yelled loudly.
The dark-faced man paused and gritted his teeth.
He is a great master! There are three wives and four concubines in the house, so many women.
Once he is really cut, how can he face the whole family in the future?
"Sir! It was really just an accident just now..."
The black-faced man's eyes widened and he spoke sincerely. He was as fierce as a dragon and a tiger, and even his voice was trembling at this moment.
"It's no accident. If you fall off the ring, you lose! If you lose, you have to admit it! If you want to cause trouble, don't you take our family seriously?"
At the same time, following a strange singing tune of "gejigeji", a hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and pressed on his shoulder.
"..."
The black-faced man suddenly stiffened, and slowly turned his head, only to see Yang Fan looking at him with a smile on his face, and his eyes looking up and down made him feel hairy all over.
"No! I want to get out of here!"
The dark-faced man looked at Yang Fan, his legs tightened and his brain went white.
The body instinctively trembled.
Shake your shoulders, twist your body, sink your elbows, and hit!
He suddenly hit Yang Fan behind him, trying to take the opportunity to break away and escape.
However, he overestimated himself and underestimated Yang Fan.
Yang Fan's hand was just clasped on his shoulder, and with a slight exertion of his fingers, it was like a Mount Tai pressing down on him.
boom!
The black-faced man's legs weakened and he fell to his knees under the huge force.
"You really have the heart of a bear but the courage of a leopard to attack our home!"
Yang Fan leaned down and said with a kind face, "You are so brave!"
"thump."
The dark-faced man saw that delicate face gradually enlarging in his field of vision, his pupils contracted sharply, and finally he rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.
"The psychological quality is really bad!"
Yang Fan was stunned when he saw this, and stood up with a gloomy look on his face. Do I look that scary?
Follow
Throwing the black-faced man aside with his hand.
"You dare to attack this deacon in public. He seems to be a restless person. We cannot allow such harm to continue among the people."
"I just fainted, so I pulled her down and castrated her immediately."
After Yang Fan finished dealing with this person, he continued to look at the ring, where the competition was still continuing.
One game after another.
The winner breathed a sigh of relief.
The eliminated ones were crowded together like eggplants beaten by frost, trembling as they looked at Yang Fan not far away, wishing their heads would shrink into their crotches.
"Victory and defeat are common in military affairs! Isn't it just a loss? Look at how you look now, are you still a bit manly?"
Yang Fan naturally noticed their gazes and turned to look at the group of people with a speechless expression on his face, "It's like someone is going to give you a knife, that's all!"
"You are amazing, you have a manly spirit, so you have not been castrated."
"You are the one who wants to give us a knife!"
"You damn castrate!"
When the people below heard this, they couldn't help but slander him.
But there were pleasing smiles on their faces.
It's hard to imagine how each of these rugged men forced out smiles. It was like a demon and a monster appearing on stage, enough to make a child stop crying.
Yang Fan looked at it and shook his head.
This kind of performance is really unsightly.
What a martial artist wants is the heroic ambition that is not afraid of the sky or the earth. No matter what the physical condition is, he can still change his fate against the will of heaven!
How can you go further in the martial arts without the determination to cut through everything?
He, Yang Fan, is not wanted by everyone.
Even if it is just on the table, it must be excellent enough, either good and excellent, or bad and excellent.
Alas, I can’t do this martial arts competition!
"Huh?"
At this moment, a young man came into his eyes.
This person looks to be in his twenties, and he shows great strength His strength has actually reached nine blood exchanges. Unfortunately, he met a top expert who had cultivated half a fleshy Vajra and was unfortunately eliminated.
"etc!"
Yang Fan immediately became interested in talents.
"Is something wrong?"
The young man raised his eyebrows and looked at Yang Fan, but his face showed a hint of indifference.
"You performed well in the ring just now. Although you were eliminated, our family is very optimistic about you!"
Yang Fan expressed his goodwill, and then said in a persuasive manner, "Are you interested in joining the imperial court and eating royal food?"
"..."
The young man's expression froze and he looked at Yang Fan's clothes.
If it were another nobleman or military commander, he might have agreed and just went down to practice.
But what does it mean that you, a eunuch, came to recruit him?
"Thank you for your love..."
"Don't refuse in a hurry, young people, life choices are very important!"
Yang Fan pointed at the group of eliminated contestants at the back and said, "Look at those people over there, they are a bunch of trash. They want to join Dongchang, but our family doesn't want them!"
When the group of people behind him heard this, they were startled at first, and then hugged each other excitedly!
For the first time in my life, I was happy to be called "trash"!
Yang Fan ignored them and continued to say to the young man: "...But you are different! You have been promoted to Grand Master at such an age, and you will definitely have a promising future!"
"As the saying goes, a man cannot live without power for a day! Where else can there be more power than Dongchang? Behead first and report later, imperial power grants!"
"Man, if you don't take a trip to Dongchang, your life will be boring! Are you sure you want to refuse?"
"Come on! There is a vacant position in Dongchang, waiting for your arrival!"
After saying that, Yang Fan looked at him with bright eyes.
Eyes facing each other.
Yang Fan's enthusiasm is almost visible to the naked eye.
A black line formed on the young man's forehead. He opened his mouth and was silent for a while before he said, "Actually, my surname is Zhu."