"Hahaha, I was laughing so hard. Li Xundao was speechless by Xiao Fan!"
"Have you noticed that since Xiao Fan started to take the initiative, he seems to be leading the plot!"
"That's interesting. Although this is a reality show, we all know that under the control of the show team, the protagonist is actually just a marionette. Only Fang Xiu broke this rule in the past, but now Xiao Fan seems to be showing signs of this too!"
"Recall that Xiao Fan has behaved a lot like Fang Xiu since yesterday!"
"Sign? You said, Kimura Michiya can't really be as small as a sign, right?"
"You are not allowed to say that to Brother Kimura, what does the silver wax gun tip mean? I will go ferry you. Oh, how shameful!"
In the live broadcast room, the audience was talking a lot and their interest in watching was greatly increased.
In the past two months, the reason why the reality show "If I Can Become an Immortal" was able to maintain high ratings was because of the residual popularity of Fang Xiu and "I Really Can Become an Immortal".
Chen Yimou's reality show, no matter the level or the excitement of the plot, is far from being comparable to "I Can Really Become an Immortal". It can be regarded as quite satisfactory at best.
From nearly 20 billion viewers at the time of the broadcast, after two months of unremitting efforts by Chen Yimou, the number of viewers has finally dropped to 20-30 billion. Although it is still superior to other reality shows in the league, the decline is inevitable.
However, Xiao Fan's sudden change caused the entire program team's attention to skyrocket again, and the hot search index continued to rise.
Some people posted clips of Xiao Fan's reality show on the Galaxy Internet, which quickly attracted the attention of people in many different countries. Some changes that were not yet predictable were quietly brewing.
As for Planet 9S221, the reality show continues.
"Silver wax gun tip? How dare you say that to me!"
Kimura Michiya's two carefully groomed sword eyebrows suddenly raised, and for the first time a strange rage burst out of his beautiful eyes.
In order to play this oriental role well, he deliberately studied many oriental cultural classics, and had in-depth research on a certain vase of plums, a certain futon, a certain tailed turtle, etc.
He didn't know anything about embroidered couches or wild history, leisurely romances or other stories, Zhaoyang or interesting histories, passionate romances or quick histories, grass lanterns or monks, etc.
But he knew exactly what this word mainly described.
"Say, what, hit me?"
Xiao Fan chuckled and his disdainful expression made Kimura Michio even more irritable.
But Xiao Fan's next words instantly extinguished Kimura Doya's anger: "Given that you are at the ninth level of Qi training, you are indeed much stronger than me, but if you want to defeat me just by relying on this, you will fail.
Far from enough!"
"You, you're talking nonsense!"
Kimura Michiya was shocked. He did have the strength of a third-level superpower, but through the means of a seventh-level psychic, his aura had been suppressed to the level of a first-level superpower, and the fluctuations in his superpowers had been suppressed.
Through the means of psychics, the fluctuations of Qi practitioners are simulated.
The reason for this was to let him be defeated by Xiao Fan in the first competition, and then when Xiao Fan defeated two other senior brothers one after another, and when Li Xundao humiliated Taoist Huang Ye, he was allowed to "awaken" his powers through "anger"
, thus standing on the commanding heights of morality and justice and defeating Xiao Fan through force.
There are many people in the program group who know about all this, but Xiao Fan definitely knows nothing about it.
After all, no one would tell Xiao Fan, and given Xiao Fan's humble state, he would never be able to tell.
"How did Xiao Fan figure it out?"
"He would never know it unless someone told him!"
After Taoist Huang Ye and all the actors present were surprised, almost all of them immediately looked at Li Xundao.
In these two months of reality shows, Xiao Fan spent almost 90% of the time and scenes with Li Xundao.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Although Li Xundao had a clear conscience, he was a little panicked at this time, because he was indeed the biggest suspect in this matter, but it was difficult to prove.
"Huang Ye, come up with your disciples!"
Fortunately, someone helped him out. Xiao Fan looked past Kimura Michio and looked directly at Huang Ye Taoist.
Among these four people, Taoist Huang Ye has the highest level of the second level of foundation building, followed by Kimura Michoya, and finally the two disciples who play minor supporting roles.
"Hmph, little Huangkou boy, do I have to do whatever you say? Why is Kimura so dazed? Quickly capture Xiao Fan and prove yourself!"
Taoist Huang Ye's eyes flashed quickly, and he suddenly shouted at Kimura Michoya.
"That's right, I can't stand there in a daze, otherwise it will be Xiang Xiaofan's acquiescence!"
Kimura Michio was awakened by Taoist Huang Ye's drink and suddenly realized that Xiao Fan's words were unfounded and he wanted to use facts to "prove" to Xiao Fan that Li Xundao was wrong.
After all, only by proving himself can Xiao Fan's self-confidence be inflated, and only then can Xiao Fan achieve the desired effect of the program when he is defeated by himself soon.
Xiao Fan doesn’t believe it, how can he act out the next scene!
"Xiao Fan, don't talk nonsense, I will use the third level of Qi training today to capture you and subdue you, and hand you over to the sect master!"
Kimura Michiya stepped on the ground with his feet, like wind floating out. He reached out and pulled out the three-foot green-edged sword behind him. The sword was elegant and graceful, just like a graceful swordsman walking out of a painting. The sword shook, and seven swords appeared.
Flowers fly towards Xiao Fan.
Even if he must lose in this competition, Kimura Michiya must still show his good looks and establish the image of a handsome swordsman.
"In order to pursue reality, I only fought Xiao Fan ten times. As soon as he used Yunlin's prison-suppressing pattern, I was defeated immediately, but his posture must be handsome!"
Kimura Michiya secretly thought in his mind, the sword flower has sealed the vital points of Xiao Fan's body, and the long sword is pointed directly at Xiao Fan's neck. The tip of this sword is extraordinary.
"It's strange. This person is obviously at the level of the ninth level of Qi training. Why does he only show the level of the third level of Qi training?"
Although Xiao Fan's every move was done according to Fang Xiu's instructions, he had practiced the Heavenly Level Cultivation Technique "Purple Gold Mysterious Sutra" and was taught the rudimentary Qi-gazing technique by Fang Xiu, so he had already seen Kimura Michiya's realm.
It’s definitely not just the third level of Qi training.
"Whatever you want to do, I will just do whatever Fang Xiu tells me to do!"
Xiao Fan also gradually felt that things happening around him were getting more and more wrong, and his trust in Fang Xiu also increased in his heart.
As for Kimura Michiya who stabbed slowly with his sword.
Since he is deliberately seeking death, what else can he do?
Of course it helps him.
Xiao Fan clenched his fist, and the Yunlin Prison Patterns immediately covered the surface of his fist. He swayed, and saw a faint flash of purple-gold light. He had already avoided Kimura Michiya's sword flower and dodged in front of the latter.
"Purple Gold Mysterious Sutra", although Xiao Fan only practiced it for one night, with the help of Fang Xiu, all his spiritual power was transformed, reaching the sixth level of Qi training, but his spiritual power was fierce and refined, compared to
Even at the ninth level of Qi training, I don’t want to give in too much.
Wrapped in the Yunlin Prison Pattern, the right fist emitted a light intertwined with gold and silver, which instantly magnified in Kimura Michiya's sight.
"How can this guy be so strong?"
Kimura Michiya was shocked in his heart. He was surprised that Xiao Fan was so fast and powerful. He was not much slower than himself. It would not be surprising if an ordinary third-level superpower user faced such a sudden blow and was defeated instantly.
.
But he is not an ordinary third-level superpower. His father, Kimura Katsuya, is the consul of the 19th Military District of the Freedom Alliance. He has served in the army for thirty years, commanding 200,000 alliance elites and stationed at the border.
Kimura Michiya has been practicing various fighting techniques under the guidance of his father since he was a child. Before his spiritual energy was revived, he was already a silver medal winner in the Freedom League Youth Free Fighting Competition, and he has rich fighting experience.
He tilted his head slightly, crossed his hands and twisted them, and instantly clamped Xiao Fan's fist between his arms, and pulled it down with force, which disrupted the balance of Xiao Fan's body and caused him to stumble forward.
"Huh, a barbarian who grew up at the foot of the highest mountain. Although I don't know how you have such strong power, if you think you can defeat me just by relying on this, it is simply a fool's dream. You have no idea that after modern times, you can defeat me."
Having been trained professionally in fighting, my reactions are so quick, my movements are so cunning and weird, and my skills are so unexpected and incredible!"
Fixing Xiao Fan's fist, Kimura Michiya couldn't help but feel a sense of complacency in his heart. With more than twenty years of hard work and three generations of inheritance, the gap between them is something that you can overcome with just two months of practice.
The moment he captured Xiao Fan, Kimura Michiya even had the energy to observe the reactions of the people around him with the corner of his eye, hoping to see the wonder and admiration in the eyes of the people around him.
But the truth is, everyone's expressions are weird.
Whether it was Taoist Huang Ye or the surrounding performers, their eyes were full of sadness and pity when they looked at him.
Sadness, pity?
Kimura Michiya was startled and suddenly had a very bad premonition.
The next moment, a heartbreaking pain suddenly hit him under his lower abdomen. Kimura Michiya felt that he was wrapped in a huge sadness, and his whole body was soaring.
He had no desires and desires, his mind was clear, and only a silent cry echoed in his heart.
It turns out that the punch above is just a feint, and the peach-picking claw below is the real skill.
How gloomy!
However, things are far from that simple.
Xiao Fan succeeded with a claw, and the pressure on his right arm restrained by Kimura Michiya suddenly disappeared. He withdrew his arm and struck out with both fists one after another. One punch after another directly hit Kimura Michiya's abdomen, ribs, armpits, and neck, every time.
The fists shone with a metallic luster, and they penetrated the flesh, cracking the bones.
In just a few breaths, Xiao Fan fired dozens of punches in succession. The sound of bones cracking and flesh could be heard in the first few punches, but in the last few punches, there was only a puff of blood mist and mud shattering like fireworks.
Explodes.
"Menghui Baquan!"
Xiao Fan's last punch hit Kimura Michiya's face directly, and Jin Xing's spiritual power rushed like an iron horse. There was a loud tremor in the latter's head, as if something had completely turned into juice.
Kimura Michiya flew tens of meters like a torn sack, fell to the ground and rolled all the way, with blood stains and debris smearing all over the ground.
"You killed Kimura Michiya!"
Taoist Huang Ye's eyes darkened and he almost sat on the ground.
Although Xiao Fan was the murderer, he could not escape his involvement in Kimura Michiya's death. After all, he was the one who made Kimura Michiya appear in the first place.
"Damn it, it's so deadly!"
"Is this a performance accident or a program effect?"
The onlookers dispersed in all directions and stepped back more than a hundred meters. No one wanted to be involved.
"Kimura is dead? Kimura is dead!"
Chen Yimou collapsed on the swivel chair, wondering if he should run away before Kimura Katsuya came to settle the score!
Although Michiya Kimura also signed a life and death liability exemption agreement, not everyone can bear the anger of a father.
Especially this father, who is also the military governor with 200,000 elite members of the alliance.
"Taoist Huangye, now it's your turn to take action!"
Xiao Fan punched Kimura Michiya to death, but he didn't have much trouble in his heart. Among the five elements, the gold master killed him. He practiced "Purple Gold Mysterious Sutra" and his temperament was also affected to some extent. He was as strong as iron and as hard as steel.
What's more, he had killed a lot of yaks and camels in his previous life, so he had already developed a certain tolerance for blood.
"You still dare to challenge me? Do you know what you have done!"
Taoist Huang Ye was awakened by Xiao Fan's angry shout. He looked at the young man in front of him who didn't know what trouble he had caused. There was no pity in his heart, only the anger that he had been dragged into it.
"Since you insist on seeking death, I will help you!"
A look of madness flashed in Taoist Huang Ye's eyes. The only way he could reduce his guilt at this moment was to seriously injure Xiao Fan in public, causing him to feel unbearable and severe pain.
But in the end, Xiao Fan still had to live.
It's not because of the show crew and Chen Yimou, it's simply because I want to leave the final opportunity to kill Xiao Fan to the real victim, Archon Kimura Katsuya.
"The golden body of six armors is indestructible!"
Taoist Huang Ye formed a seal with his hands, and the spiritual power around his body surged. Wisps of brass-colored brilliance flew out of his body, and a shadow of a six-foot-six-foot golden armored warrior formed behind him.
"Possessed by golden armor, the king is like me!"
Different from Kimura Daoya's status as a superpower, although Huangye Daoren comes from a young age, he is a genuine foundation-building monk. He studied under the Yuanhua Immortal Master and learned the golden technique.
He strode towards Xiao Fan with swift and vigorous steps, and the golden-armored warrior behind him also moved with him, running even faster than Taoist Huangye.
Every time Taoist Huang Ye took a step, the phantom of the golden armored warrior came closer. After seven steps, the phantom of the golden armored warrior had completely enveloped Taoist Huang Ye's body.
Taoist Huangye's feet floated in the air, becoming one with the golden armored warrior's shadow. He punched the golden armored warrior's body, and the golden armored warrior's shadow also made the same move.
"Yunlin suppresses the prison and condenses the armor!"
Xiao Fan saw Taoist Huang Ye rushing towards him as if he was born with golden armor. He was not in a hurry or panic. With a thought in his mind, the Yunlin patterns fused under his skin immediately emerged, wrapping his whole body and condensing into a statue of two meters tall, covered with cloth from top to bottom.
A silver battle armor in the shape of a unicorn.
"boom"
As soon as the silver armor was condensed and formed, Taoist Huangye, who was wrapped in the shadow of the golden armored warrior, also rushed over and threw Xiao Fan directly to the ground.
The two rolled all the way in Qingshi Square, and the onlookers along the way hurriedly escaped.
In the end, Taoist Huang Ye had the upper hand. He was riding on Xiao Fan. The warrior's fist was like an afterimage. He punched down hard and landed on Xiao Fan's body, making a terrifying sound like heavy metal objects colliding.
Xiao Fan put his arms in front of him to protect his vitals. He felt like a small tree in a violent storm, swaying left and right in the wind and rain.
At first, Xiao Fan had a flash of panic in his heart, but as he defended for a moment, he suddenly discovered that although Taoist Huang Ye's punch was extremely powerful, the force of one punch could even flatten a car and hit him.
Severe shocks and vibrations may also occur.
However, the Yunlin Prison Suppression Armor, which was outside the protection, was able to reduce about 90% of Taoist Huang Ye's power impact.
Therefore, in the eyes of others, Xiao Fan was hit like a storm by Taoist Huang Ye, and his whole body should have been seriously injured and turned to pulp.
Only Master Huang Ye was horrified to discover that no matter how much strength he exerted, even if the bluestone about one meter thick under Xiao Fan's body was shattered into pieces, his fist power could not truly penetrate into the armor and act on Xiao Fan's body.
On the body.
After hundreds of punches, Huang Yezhen was panting, all his strength was exhausted, and his spiritual energy was almost exhausted, and he couldn't make ends meet.
Even the phantom of the six-foot-tall golden-armored warrior who was wrapped outside his body before became illusory and blurred.
"No more strength? Then it's my turn to fight back!"
Xiao Fan took advantage of the gap between Huang Ye Zhenren's breathing, his strength was slack, and the strength of his whole body surged, and a carp thrust lifted Huang Ye Zhenren's lower body.
He stood up and counterattacked on Huang Ye Zhenren. Purple-gold spiritual power wrapped around his fists. With just one punch, he scattered the shadow of the golden armored warrior outside Huang Ye Zhenren's body. His fists hit Huang Ye Zhenren like raindrops.
Although the physical body of a foundation-building cultivator is far better than that of a minor cultivator during the Qi training period, and to a certain extent is like steel and gold, it is still a body of flesh and blood.
At the beginning, Taoist Huang Ye could still use the remaining spiritual power in his body to cover his vital points. He could gather it together with just one breath and resist Xiao Fan's fierce attack. He secretly accumulated spiritual power and tried to stand up.
But when Xiao Fan discovered that the spiritual energy of the surrounding world was accelerating towards Huang Ye Taoist's body, and that his own strength could not break through Huang Ye Taoist's defense for a moment, thoughts flashed in his heart, and the fist armor covering his fists immediately
Variety.
Yunlin's prison-suppressing pattern condenses on the fist edge, forming spikes seven or eight centimeters long, three on each fist armor.
He punched down again, and the sharp spikes of Yunlin shone, directly piercing Huang Ye's defense and inserting into his body.
"Ah, Dah!"
Feeling the severe pain piercing deep into his body, Huang Yezhen let out a shrill scream, and his whole body struggled hard and started to move.
"Give up the struggle!"
How could Xiao Fan let him get what he wanted? He pressed his right hand on Taoist Huang Ye's neck, clenched a fist with his left hand, and stabbed the thorny fist into Taoist Huang's body from bottom to top.
And he thrust in very quickly and violently, and then thrust again and again!
Under the constant impact of violent force, the fat on Huang Ye Taoist's body rolled like waves, and every time he closed his fists, blood spurted out, which was too horrible to watch.
"Are Xiao Fan crazy? He has already killed two people in a row right now!"
"Who the hell would dare to play with him after this?"
"This has nothing to do with us, we are just group performers, just do what the atmosphere group should do!"
"Let the headaches be left to the director alone. After all, female stars don't have our share!"
The extras were frightened, but also a little gloating about their misfortune.