Lin Fan is on stage

The powerful force set off a gust of wind, covering the entire arena, filled with smoke, and no one could see what happened.

The aftermath of the ball explosion lasted for half a minute.

When the smoke dissipated, the field of vision became clear again.

The audience fell into silence.

Wu Qingge clutched her chest, half kneeling on the ground, with a smear of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.

Valkyrie is defeated!

While everyone was shocked, Lin Fan was a little embarrassed.

The reason why Xiong Haishan was able to break through was entirely because of the blood salivary dragon Yuzhi he had auctioned two days ago. Otherwise, with the same strength, Xiong Haishan might not be able to beat Wu Qingge.

Lin Fan immediately made up his mind that Wu Qingge must not let Wu Qingge know about this matter.

Otherwise, Wu Qingge will definitely kill herself!

"Hahaha! Valkyrie Zhonghai is nothing more than that!"

"A mere celestial master, what qualifications do you have to be in charge of a city of martial arts!"

Xiong Haishan let out piercing laughter, humiliating Wu Qingge to the greatest extent.

And this ridicule also deeply hit the warriors present.

"You don't want to show off your power here, and Wu Zong bullies the master in half a step, how embarrassing!?"

"If Venerable Panlong makes a move, you have no chance of winning!"

"That's right! If you have the ability, challenge someone of the same realm!"

Finally, some warriors couldn't stand it any longer. They stood up and shouted angrily, defending Wu Qingge.

It's obvious that she is relying on the strong to bully the weak, and even pretending to be superior, it's shameless!

"Don't say there are some and no ones. I didn't decide who will participate in the competition. She chose it herself. It's none of my business?"

Xiong Haishan sneered coldly, "If you have the ability, find someone who is comparable to me to compare with. If you don't have that ability, you still like to be brave. Is this the style of you Zhonghai warriors?"

These words made the warriors present even more angry, and they all opened their mouths to scold.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and send someone to play the third match, and let you lose to your heart's content!"

Xiong Haishan shouted angrily, suppressing the sound of the audience.

Then he looked around for a week, and said coldly: "Listen to me, don't try to play tricks, today there are all major families in Zhonghai present to witness."

"If you dare to cheat, the Wumeng will do whatever it takes to make your Zhonghai Martial Arts Association pay the price!"

Xiong Haishan's words were full of threats, which silenced those who were yelling loudly just now.

"Shut up!"

Wu Qingge snapped coldly, "We haven't lost yet, you Wumeng has nothing to be proud of!"

"Hahaha!"

Xiong Haishan couldn't stop laughing, "You and I both know who will be playing next, what do you think your Martial Arts Association's odds are?"

"If I were you, I would announce my surrender now, so as to save the next contestant from suffering!"

Wu Qingge's pretty face sank, she gritted her teeth and said, "I will never admit defeat until the matter is over!"

"Oh, it's a foregone conclusion, and you're still obsessed with it!"

Xiong Haishan snorted coldly with disdain, "Then let you completely give up!"

After finishing speaking, he turned to the host and said, "Hurry up, start the third game!"

The host didn't dare to neglect, so he quickly picked up the microphone and said:

"The third martial arts tournament, get ready!"

"Invite the members of the Martial League, Venerable Panlong!"

Amid the host's announcement, the audience was in an uproar.

"What? Venerable Panlong?"

"Could it be a mistake?"

"That's right, why did Venerable Panlong fight for the Wumeng?"

"There is definitely something wrong here!"

"..."

The warriors of the Martial Arts Association did not believe it. fun reading

Only Wu Qingge, Bai Zhihu, Kui Shan and others who knew the inside story looked gloomy.

They knew the outcome of the last match well.

When Venerable Panlong really appeared on the ring, the audience was almost stunned.

No one expected that Venerable Panlong would really represent the Wumeng in the battle.

All of a sudden, the warriors of the Martial Arts Association felt as if they had been hit in the head, and their original beliefs collapsed in an instant.

Wu Qingge was also completely in despair.

She was still holding on to a glimmer of hope just now, perhaps Venerable Panlong would not fight.

However, the facts are always so cruel.

"This time, admit defeat after you go up."

Wu Qingge walked back to the stands sadly, and said something to Lin Fan.

"Admit defeat?"

"impossible!"

Lin Fan smiled faintly, "If you say you win, I'll show you."

Wu Qingge didn't answer, but shook her head, leaned on the sofa wearily, and closed her eyes.

She is not in the mood to listen to Lin Fan bragging right now, and only thinks about what to do next.

Once the Wumeng takes control of Zhonghai Wudao, it is unknown what catastrophe it will cause.

"Invite the players from the Martial Arts Association to come on stage!"

"If no one of you comes on stage within five minutes, then you will lose the third game!"

The host seemed fair and strict, but in fact, he didn't give the Martial Arts Association a chance to breathe.

"Haha, why are you still on stage? I think it's better to just admit defeat!"

Xiong Haishan sat on the stand with a big horse and a golden knife, with a proud face, "As far as I know, there is no second venerable in Zhong Hai except for venerable Panlong!"

The warriors of the Martial Arts Association are also full of despair at this moment.

They thought they could see a glimmer of hope in this martial arts conference, but they didn't expect to be hit hard again and again.

"This battle, I will come."

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly got up.

The eyes of the audience instantly concentrated, and they all fell on Lin Fan.

A few people who knew Lin Fan were surprised and couldn't believe it.

But more people looked at Lin Fan with the eyes of a fool.

"Hmph! Where did the clown come from!"

Xiong Haishan looked disdainful, "You don't even have full hair, and you still want to challenge Venerable Panlong, I advise you not to seek death!"

He has never paid attention to this kind of weak chicken who does not know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

On the other hand, Jiang Xingzhou, who was standing next to him, suddenly shrank his pupils.

"It's him!"

"He is actually the opponent of Venerable Panlong!?"

Jiang Xingzhou stared at Lin Fan closely. He never dreamed that the people sent by the Martial Arts Association would be his enemies!

"Dad! It's the bastard who was at Ouyang's house that day!"

Jiang Wenhao also recognized Lin Fan, and scolded through gritted teeth: "Why did this bastard appear here!"

Thinking of how badly Lin Fan had done him that night, this son's lungs were about to explode.

"Quiet!"

Jiang Xingzhou snorted, "It's a great opportunity for this kid to appear here!"

"With Venerable Panlong's temperament, when he makes a move later, it must be a one-hit kill!"

"In this way, our revenge will be avenged!"

Jiang Wenhao's eyes lit up, "That's right, how could I have forgotten this!"

"This bastard really deserves it. He wanted to stand up for Wu Qingge, but he didn't know that he would risk his life!"

The father and son were in a good mood immediately, and couldn't wait to see Lin Fan be beaten to death.

Almost everyone believed that Lin Fan would definitely lose in this match.

Isn't it courting death for an unknown guy to challenge Venerable Panlong?

However, the scene in the next second shocked everyone present.

I saw Lin Fan floating into the ring, standing in front of Venerable Panlong with his hands behind his back, putting on a domineering appearance.