"Such a person dares to sign up. It really embarrasses our Ning family."
On the high platform, Old Master Ning's sons and a group of elders also saw this scene and couldn't help but shake their heads.
Only Mr. Ning, whose eyes were burning, did not say a word.
Yao Ling'er was also extremely calm, but she was speechless in her heart.
Is this guy considered high-profile or low-profile?
She couldn't understand it either.
Wang Fan's strength and physique have greatly increased. Naturally, she knows best how powerful Wang Fan's physique is.
It is impossible for an attack of this level to hurt Wang Fan, let alone kill him.
After all, if you can't even break the defense, why kill?
On the battlefield, the violent fluctuations quickly dissipated. When everyone saw Wang Fan, who was still standing upright in the middle, and his clothes were not even torn, they were stunned.
"How can this be?"
"How come he doesn't have anything going on?"
"Is this emperor delusional?"
Looking at Wang Fan, who was as straight as a pine tree and without any injuries, the scene became agitated again.
"you you--"
The young man also stared at Wang Fan with a look of disbelief on his face, he couldn't believe his eyes.
His secret word-killing technique didn't even kill Wang Fan? No! It didn't even break Wang Fan's clothes?
this······
He couldn't accept it.
"Hey, are you surprised or surprised?"
Wang Fan looked at the young man who looked like he had eaten shit, but couldn't help but laugh.
"I have long said that I am invincible in the same situation. Why don't you believe it? You have already made a move just now. To be fair, it is my turn next."
Wang Fan said jokingly, and in a flash, he turned into a gust of wind and headed towards the young man.
The young man's face changed wildly, and he suddenly retreated.
his speed
It is also extremely fast, but compared with Wang Fan, it is far behind.
While retreating, he started carving again with both hands, trying to carve out the word "zhen" to suppress Wang Fan.
It's a pity that his word "Zhen" was barely drawn. There was a loud bang and Wang Fan punched it, smashing it into pieces.
"laugh!"
The word "Zhen" was blasted to pieces, and the young man was directly attacked, with several mouthfuls of blood spurting out of his mouth.
When he was about to use his magic weapon to attack, a huge fist had already landed firmly on his face.
"ah--"
With a scream, the young man was directly thrown away and fell heavily to the ground. His face was deformed by the smash, and he looked extremely miserable.
Of course, this was only on the surface. In fact, his injuries were not serious.
Because Wang Fan did not kill him.
It was just a game, and Wang Fan was not that bloodthirsty, unless the enemy went too far.
After a long while, the young man climbed up with difficulty.
He glanced at Wang Fan with some reluctance, then left the battlefield obediently without saying a word.
Lost.
He lost.
Thinking of his previous arrogant words, he wished he could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
We were promised to be invincible, but how could we be defeated so casually?
"Battle No. 88, Wang Fan, wins, please prepare for the next one."
The sound of announcement soon came, confirming Wang Fan's victory in this game.
Wang Fan quickly left the battlefield and returned to Yao Ling'er.
Next, his opponents were the monks who had also won one match.
In this kind of battle, the Ning family only tries to ensure fairness as much as possible.
Of course, as for absolute fairness, it definitely does not exist, it can only be ensured as much as possible.
If you feel defeated, you can admit defeat. After ten people are selected,
It will also give those losers a chance.
Of course, if those losers want to get a chance, there will be dedicated personnel to test their strength. It is impossible for anyone to challenge who wants to challenge.
There is no way, there really hasn't been a real evildoer in Ning Mansion for hundreds of years, and they also eagerly hope that a evildoer will appear in Ning Mansion and be selected by the Domain Lord's Mansion.
In that case, Ning Mansion can follow suit and get a lot of benefits.
Wang Fan and Yao Ling'er stayed together, waiting for the next second battle.
At first, Wang Fan watched with great interest, but soon he felt a little bored.
It's really meaningless.
Although there have been some demons and geniuses with good fighting abilities, there is still a big gap between those people and Wang Fan.
You must know that the current Wang Fan, even if he is placed in the Holy Realm, is one of the top batch in terms of combat power and talent. Naturally, he cannot be compared with these people. .??.
This wait lasts for three days.
"It's true that the Ning family didn't even arrange a place for us to rest. Fortunately, we are all monks, otherwise we would be exhausted if we stood for so long."
Wang Fan couldn't help but complain, feeling that the Ning family was so inhumane.
If this continues, how long will it take for the game to end?
When Yao Ling'er heard this, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes and didn't bother to answer the question at all.
Just kidding. There are so many people. If they are all given rooms to rest, can the Ning family arrange for them to come over?
What's more, the monks participating in these competitions are just small people, and the Ning family is too lazy to pay attention to them.
Unless you have an extraordinary status or show strong talent and strength.
Since Wang Fan's words were not transmitted audibly, Mrs. Ning who was on the high platform also heard them.
Hearing this, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch, but he ignored it.
Time passed little by little, and the battles ended one after another.
Countless monks were killed on the battlefield, and some were seriously injured.
In short, except for a few monks, most people are not living very well.
Even for some winners, the situation is different.
Some of them are fine, and some of them are seriously injured.
This may affect the subsequent battle.
Ning Mansion is still very fair in this regard.
After brushing off the ordinary registered monks, he immediately straightened up and continued to register, and began to arrange a new round of challenges.
Wang Fan obviously discovered that the opponents arranged by the Ning family were no longer of the same level.
But if a high realm versus a low realm is of the same level, either they will be injured or both will be intact.
In this way, you can truly see the strength of the monks and select the real evil genius.
As for high realm versus low realm, the meaning is already obvious.
Ning Mansion is obviously telling others that if their cultivation is not enough, then they should admit defeat so as not to lose their lives.
For those who just want to see the world, Ning Mansion has already given them a chance in the first duel, and will not give them another chance in the future.
After all, the selection for the Territory Lord's Mansion is no joke. If you don't have the strength, you will become a laughing stock. And if you are a real evildoer, even if you are in a low realm, you are not invincible in defeating a high realm.
Wang Fan, the fighting monks on each battle stage, couldn't help but be speechless.
Looking at this situation, the next person he will fight is the ninth level emperor or the peak emperor.
Sure enough, just as Wang Fan guessed, when it was his turn again and he stepped onto the battlefield, his opponent was indeed a strong man at the peak of the Great Emperor. And he was the kind of being who had already stepped into the Holy Emperor in half a step.
This time, on the high platform, Mr. Ning had cheered up for the first time.
He wanted to see if Wang Fan could defeat this great emperor at his peak.
If he was defeated and in danger, he could try to save Wang Fan.
Of course, if it really can't be saved, then it's better to die.
Anyway, it was Wang Fan who signed up on his own initiative, not forced by him.
