Although Gong Xiangheng had high hopes for Wang Fan and believed that Wang Fan would be able to achieve good results and would not force him to study with the prince again, he was also very optimistic about Tu Yimai.
Among the ten monks in Wushuang City, Tu Yizhao was ranked second in strength, only behind Wang Fan.
In Gong Xiangheng's view, even if Tu Yizhao could not enter the top 100 of the Nine Kingdoms Monk Conference, he could still enter the top 200 of the Hundred Cities Competition and get the qualification to participate in the Nine Kingdoms Monk Conference.
But now, in the first round, Tu Yishao was seriously injured and eliminated. How could he not be angry?
If Tu Yishao was not seriously injured, he might still have a chance in the next challenge, but now that he has been seriously injured, this chance is slim.
Not only Gong Xiangheng, but Wang Fan and others also looked very ugly. That Jing Wu was really too cruel, and he actually dealt such a heavy blow. .??.
With their eyesight, they could naturally see that Jing Wu originally planned to kill Yizhao, but he failed to kill him.
Now with the addition of Tu Yizhao, two monks in Wushuang City have already been defeated.
This situation naturally filled everyone's hearts with gloom.
On the other hand, the people in Hemu City and Bianyu City looked very excited.
In particular, He Zhengren and the monks from Hemu City looked at Wang Fan and his party with unabashed sarcasm and chill in their eyes.
Their expressions seemed to say, if you offend them, this is what will happen.
Wang Fan's face was also extremely cold. He glanced at Jing Wu who left the fighting platform and regarded him as a dead person.
This person had better not meet him in the game, otherwise, he will definitely kill this person without any mercy.
Tu Yizhao's face was also extremely ugly, and his heart was extremely unwilling.
It's just that he knows his own thing. His injury is too serious. According to this kind of injury, there is almost no chance for the next challenge.
"Bian Yucheng, Jing Wu, Tu Yizhuo swears that I will kill you!" Tu Yizhuo roared in a low voice through gritted teeth.
"Don't rush to kill him, I will help you get revenge. You should take these pills now so that you can prepare for the next challenge." Wang Fan walked up to Tu Yishao, handed over a few pills, and said.
Tu Yishao glanced at the pills and was instantly shocked, "Meat and Bone Pill, Peiyuan Pill, Qingmu Pill?"
At this moment, not to mention Tu Yishao, even Gong Xiangheng was a little dumbfounded.
You know, these pills are extremely precious pills. Even he, Gong Xiangheng, can't take them out. But now, Wang Fan, a mere junior, has taken them out.
Gong Xiangheng took a deep look at Wang Fan and realized that Wang Fan was not simple.
Tu Yimao was stunned for a moment, then said gratefully, "Thank you, thank you."
Even though he was murderous and cold-blooded, he was extremely grateful to Wang Fan at this moment.
You know, such a heaven-defying elixir is hard to find, but Wang Fan gave it to him without hesitation. How could he not be grateful?
The most important thing is that with these elixirs, his injuries can be recovered within two hours, enough to cope with the upcoming challenge.
"We are all from Wushuang City. You're welcome. Please take some medicine to heal your injuries." Wang Fan said, looking at the competition among the other monks.
The fact that Tu Yimai was injured was more or less related to him, so he came to help. The most important thing was that he liked Gong Xiangheng's character very much, so he was not stingy.
In the next game, all seven people from Wushuang City, except Wang Fan, had already participated in the battle. Two of the seven people met the people from Bian Yucheng and Hemu City again.
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Unexpectedly, both of them were seriously injured and defeated, and one of them even almost lost his life.
As for the other five people who had not met the monks from Hemu City in Bianyu City, only one advanced and narrowly won, while the rest were all defeated.
In other words, of the ten people in Wushuang City, except for Wang Fan, who has never made a move, the other nine have all appeared, and only one of them has won.
In this way, even if Wang Fan can win, and Tu Yizhao can challenge successfully, Wushuang City can only advance three people.
You know, this is only the top 500 people who have advanced to the top. However, seven people have been eliminated among the top 500 people. This shows how cruel this battle is.
As the competition progressed, Gong Xiangheng's face became increasingly uglier and gloomier. On the other hand, He Zhengren was much happier.
He Zhengren looked at Wang Fan and his group with only a sneer and disdain in his eyes.
From Hemu City, eight people have participated in the battle so far, but four have already advanced.
If we add Ge Liang, who has not yet made a move, Hemu City will be able to advance to five players in this first round.
This result is already considered very good for Hemu City.
As for why Ge Liang hasn't played yet, it's because he's waiting for a chance to fight against Wushuang City.
If the next spot is against Wushuang City, Ge Liang will take action and kill Wang Fan directly. If it is not against Wushuang City, then Ge Liang can only look for opportunities in the next round.
Wang Fan also did not take action, but was waiting for Ge Liang. He had the same idea as Ge Liang, which was to kill him.
I don’t know if it was some destiny, but soon it was the monks of Wushuang City’s turn to play again. And this time, Wushuang City’s opponent was Hemu City.
When Ge Liang learned about this scene, he couldn't help laughing wildly.
Come, "Haha, God is really helping me, God is really helping me, it seems that even God is going to destroy you."
He laughed wildly, stepped onto the fighting platform, pointed at Wang Fan and shouted, "Wang Fan, come up here, I want you to die today!"
His crazy voice spread throughout the square, and for a moment, the square fell into silence.
There was no fool present. At this moment, everyone had realized that Ge Liang had a grudge against Wang Fan, otherwise it would have been impossible to be so public.
They all became excited and looking forward to the battle between the two.
Wang Fan also sneered, walked up to the fighting stage unhurriedly, and said disdainfully, "Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time. Since you are eager to seek death, I don't mind helping you."
"Haha!" Ge Liang laughed ferociously, "I heard that when you encounter strength, you become stronger. When you encounter a level one, your strength is that of level one."
"When you encounter the second level of the realm, your strength will be upgraded to the second level of the realm. When you encounter the third level of the realm, your strength will even be upgraded to the third level of the realm."
"I, Ge Liang, want to see if your strength can be improved to the fifth level today!"
Ge Liang shouted wildly, with only cold murderous intent in his eyes.
He would never forget the humiliation he suffered in that shop three days ago! If it weren't for Wang Fan, how would he have been detained? Would he and Zhengren have to spend 200 million spirit stones to redeem him?
If he didn't kill Wang Fan, it would be hard for him to let go of the hatred in his heart! Moreover, he didn't believe that Wang Fan's cultivation level would really be so endless. Whatever opponent he encountered, his strength would depend on his cultivation level.
The people below were in an uproar again after listening to Ge Liang's words.
This, this is too weird. Is that Wang Fan really that evil?
At this time, even King Huanmi below couldn't help but look at Wang Fan, and his eyes began to flicker.
