69novels Chapter 505
Chapter 505
"Brother Luo, guess who Xiying is going to draw for you this time!!"
The hot princess with full energy happily came to Luo Fanchen to act coquettishly.
Luo Fanchen stretched his waist and stood up from his seat, shrugged and smiled: "I guess it must be Guan Zizai."
"Huh?"
Ye Xiying and the sisters Ye Xiyan who followed were shocked, wondering how Luo Fanchen could guess so accurately.
Luo Fanchen smiled: "I was just about to say that I guessed wrong, just ignore me."
"Tsk~"
Ye Xiying and others rolled their eyes, muttering that they almost really thought this man could tell the difference.
In fact, Luo Fanchen really has a basis.
His luck is so bad that no one who offends him can escape, and it is almost inevitable that they will collide with each other.
And Guan Zizai offended him the most, how could he escape?
Why didn't he guess the second prince?
Because the Second Prince looked like a ferocious beast, and his loving Ye Xiying would not be so excited to draw the Second Prince.
"Brother-in-law, this is amazing! Damn, my brother got a great draw again!"
Yang Jinghong ran over excitedly.
The opponent he met in the last round was the weakest among the top 40, and he advanced by bullying, which did not attract much attention. After all, all the attention was diverted to Yang Xiruo in terms of spearmanship.
This round, he drew the weakest among the top 20 again.
Yang Jinghong was full of disbelief, and he couldn't understand why his luck was so good.
"Too exciting!"
"Brother-in-law, I found that my brother's luck started to change after meeting you."
"You are our lucky star!"
Yang Jinghong was flushed with excitement.
Looking at Luo Fanchen's unsurprised look, he had a vague illusion that his brother-in-law was blessing him.
Before the game, no one expected that the rebellious son with dyed golden hair, big gold teeth, and a carefree appearance could easily make it to the top 20.
Especially the result of this draw, which made Yang Tingjun and the elders confused. They looked at each other, wondering if someone was secretly manipulating it.
"What kind of shit luck does this kid have?"
In the third round,
the top 20 entered the top 10 in the world, and the first game was Yang Jinghong's appearance.
Compared with the encounter with Luo Fanchen that day, the strength is now different.
Even if he is not as good as the extraordinary monsters in the first echelon such as Yang Xiruo, and not as good as the second echelon geniuses such as Guan Zizai and Huang Ning'er, he can still dominate the third echelon.
Now he met the only third-tier genius in the top 20, the fourth-ranked player of the Mingying Sect of the White Tiger Empire, and was very excited.
He waved the Purple Lightning Divine Sky Spear and chased him relentlessly.
"Boom!"
The Mingying Sect's Tianjiao dodged and fought back. Yang Jinghong's spear was like a dragon out of the sea, with thunder and lightning rolling, forming a dense lightning net in the void, blocking all the opponent's movements.
The opponent was electrocuted to paralysis, and his speed was greatly reduced.
Finally, the long spear swept across, with great momentum, sweeping the opponent over, and a spear pointed directly at the throat.
"Hold the magic spear and chase all the way. Remember my name is Jinghong!"
Yang Jinghong stroked his golden hair upwards and muttered to himself: Oh, this is very likely to be the last dance of this young master on the ring. Why don't you play hard to show off?
What kind of monsters are the others?
Ahem,
I am definitely not afraid of death because I have offended too many people. I just want to be a cheerleader for my brother-in-law as soon as possible.
Yang Jinghong tapped the chest of the Mingying Sect's Tianjiao with his spear: "Are your feet numb?"
The young master was beaten to death by a punch,
The Mingying Sect players were afraid of following in his footsteps, so they didn't care about their face. Saving their lives was the most important thing.
Although they were surprised by Yang Jinghong's perverted request, they still satisfied him.
"Mom, Mom, spare my life."
"I give up!"
Yang Jinghong was showing off, but he just stopped and kicked the other party.
"I'm asking if your feet are numb!"
"Are you sick!"
Over the heads of hundreds of thousands of spectators outside the stadium, it seemed as if black crows flew over, speechless.
Why is the style not normal every time it comes to Young Master Yang?
The second game attracted the attention of the audience, and it was the masked fairy of the Lin family.
Lin Shengyi, known as the first female assistant of Soul Martial Arts.
The Jinxiu Fairy has a graceful figure, a noble temperament, and beautiful eyes.
No one expected that, except for Luo Fanchen, a half-assistant genius who made it to the top 20, Lin Shengyi, a pure assistant, could actually make it here.
She was just like the young master of the Yang family.
She seemed to have been too lucky along the way, and the opponents she met were not difficult. The assistant Li Hentian of the Jiuhong Fengming Sect automatically gave up and was eliminated in the first round.
"Boom boom!!"
The night sky was dark, and purple air came from the east, irrigating the whole venue.
The terrifying vitality spread, causing countless male spectators to even look down unconsciously.
It was simply outrageous.
The opponent forced himself to support his blood-swollen body and killed in front of Lin Shengyi.
It seemed that he was helpless.The weak assistant of the power of the cauldron suddenly raised the huge purple cauldron.
The opponent raised his fist and hit.
"Dang——"
The sound of metal clashing,
It was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, directly destroying the opponent's strong state.
The opponent's soul power exploded, and his blood vessels burst and fell to the ground.
"The fairy swung the cauldron?"
"This style is wrong."
"It turned out that the assistant won?"
"Ah this..."
The audience was in a trance, and Lin Dingtian's mouth twitched.
His two well-behaved daughters in the past are now going astray and never coming back.
But it seems...
This trick of swinging the cauldron to hit people is quite useful?
Lin Dingtian looked down at his white and fat right hand, his eyes flickering.
Is it true that his thinking has become rigid over the years?
"Alas."
"We must strive for excellence in the outer sect."
Lin Shengye sighed, looked back and patted Lin Qianjue on the shoulder.
Even Lin Shengyi herself left the stage in a trance. Before the competition, she really didn't expect to have a chance to enter the top ten, after all, her weaknesses were too obvious.
As long as she couldn't nurse the opponent in the first place, she would be the one to die.
Her quick-witted body trembled,
She thought of Yang Jinghong who had a smooth journey, and it seemed that friends who had a relationship with Luo Fanchen had good luck. Ye Wudao and others who had a bad relationship with him were all a bit miserable now.
No way?
Lin Shengyi was shocked by her bold guess.
She turned her head inadvertently to look in the direction of Luo Fanchen, but the other party didn't look at her, didn't pay attention to her victory, and was talking and laughing with the girls.
An inexplicable feeling of loss and dissatisfaction was lingering in her heart.
"Please invite Canglong Empire Luo Fanchen and White Tiger Empire Guan Zizai to the stage!!"
"Hahaha, good, great!"
"Finally I've waited for it!!"
A heroic laugh sounded,
The sword light broke through the air and slashed towards the ring.
When the red blade light faded, Guan Zizai, with a black face and long beard, had already stood on the stage.
He was full of vigor and vitality, his eyes were full of fighting spirit, and he stared at Luo Fanchen.
He had a fearless confidence and arrogance in his bones, as if he was born with it.
"Swish!"
Luo Fanchen stepped on the stage with a tremor, and landed on the stage like a feather.
His charm was restrained, and his black eyes were deep.
Guan Zizai, who was temperamental and flamboyant, was completely at the opposite extreme.
The audience sat up straight, wanting to see whether the first prodigy of the sword path could force out the true strength of Luo Fanchen. Until now, they had not seen his soul skills.
There were only the suspected mutant soul skills of Qinglian Healing and Black Lotus Shield.
The fourth worshiper had a gloomy face.
He remembered that in addition to Qinglian, this kid had a rough, black, palm-sized useless loach.
Can this counterattack?
What kind of opportunity did this kid get? Damn it, it should have been given to my son.
"Dang——"
The sound of the gong sounded, and the game began.
In an instant, a knife chant resounded through the sky, and a long red rainbow rushed straight into the dark sky from Guan Zizai's head. In the red glow, a long sword with extraordinary domineering power appeared.
The blade's red cloud pattern shone with killing light, and the blade contained terrifying murderous aura, exuding a thousand strands of domineering and tyrannical aura, as if the blade's red glow was enough to cut off everything.
Yellow, purple, purple, and purple, five circles of the best matching soul rings shone out.
"Keng!"
Guan Zizai didn't say a word,
He held the handle of the Red Sky Heaven-Slaying Sword with both hands, broke through the sky, and chopped it down on his head.
All the roughness and unruliness seemed to be disguised, and he was extremely meticulous, taking the lead and attacking to seize the initiative.
"First Soul Skill: Chixiao·Blood Soul Into the Sword!"
"Roar——"
The soul of a red beast roaring to the sky flew out from the soul ring and sank into the Chixiao sword. The sword's power suddenly increased by more than 50%, and it was covered with a layer of blood-red sword light.
"Second Soul Skill: Emperor Tyrant·Dancing Sword!"
Guan Zizai had already reached the front of him with the sword, his arms were red and hot, and his muscles were bulging.
He slashed forward frantically,
The Chixiao Sword of Heaven Slashing was unparalleled in its dominance, and the sword wind was whistling, as if all the dust was going to be cut off.
"Luo Zhuangyuan, why don't you make a move?"
"You're not going to use your body to resist!"
While the audience outside the venue exclaimed and worried, Luo Fanchen moved, raised his right arm, and raised his sword finger, and he actually fought hard with the sword light, making a sound of metal.
"Dangdangdang——"
The sword cut his fingers, and the storm continued.
"This..."
"Can a body that is as strong as the world's best sword?"
"My God, what kind of soul bone is attached to his right arm, the amplification is so terrifying!"
"It's almost as strong as the second prince's body filled with thunder, and his mother is sacrificed!"
While the audience outside the venue was shocked by Luo Fanchen's physical strength, Jian Jiujue, who was frustrated and lonely, raised his eyes, his eyes shook, and burst into incredible brilliance.
"How is it possible!"
"He...he...used his sword finger to perform the sword skills I used before?"
"I am the Seven Star Dragon Abyss SectSecret skills?"
"Boom boom boom! !"
Luo Fanchen's sword finger was like a dragon, cutting through the void, and hard against the Chixiao broadsword.
Seven Star Dragon Abyss Sect Master Jian Yixing was shocked: "This boy only fought with my son once, and he can imitate this skill with 30% of the charm?"
The audience soon learned the news and was dumbfounded. What kind of abnormal memory comprehension is this?
After a long attack without results, Guan Zizai became more and more angry.
"You want to block Guan's attack with just sword finger, you are dreaming! ! !"
"Fourth soul skill: Sword Prison·Heavenly Net!! "
The blade light split,
and instantly attacked all parts of Luo Fanchen's body, including his throat, mouth and nose.
It turned into countless blades that cut densely, visible to the naked eye, and slashed endlessly.
"Buzz——"
The black lotus shield flew out and shrank to cover Luo Fanchen's body surface.
It was as if he was wearing a thin black coat.
Thousands of blades rippled on the black lotus film and slashed continuously.
"Heh, I'm waiting for you, the black lotus!"
Guan Zi laughed loudly, and the five soul rings surrounding his body suddenly emitted an extreme black light, "Sixth Soul Skill: Cutting the Sky·Disaster Sword!"
The audience exclaimed,
"Fuck, Lao Liu!"
"It turns out that he has already broken through to the Soul Emperor."
Someone cursed: "How come this genius is more sinister than the other! "
Guan Zizai held the sword high in both hands, and the sword in his hand shone with divine aura, and instantly turned into a 40-meter-long sword, cutting through the sky, terrifying and shocking.
The 40-meter-long sword chopped down on the magnificent arena, facing Luo Fanchen, who was busy with the slashing of thousands of swords. Wherever the sword passed, the wind broke and the sky exploded, and the domineering intention flowed.
"Black Lotus·Condensation! !"
No one thought that
Luo Fanchen could play so many new tricks with the black lotus.
After the black lotus shield covering his whole body blocked all the swords, it was completely withdrawn and condensed towards Luo Fanchen's right arm, covering the surface.
Luo Fanchen's right arm directly turned into a pitch-black color like obsidian.
The red gold flame can burn smoothly from the inside.
He punched upward, like the legendary Lushan Shenglongba.
He counterattacked and fought hard.
"Dang! ! ! "
The sword energy exploded in the field, and the heat wave spread out, shaking the whole audience.
"Hey!"
Guan Zizai's face was dark and ferocious, his hands were tensed, and the blade of the 40-meter-long sword exploded.
Luo Fanchen broke through the blade light and soared into the sky.
Accompanied by the sword light scattered all over the night sky, he fell to the ground, causing the whole audience to exclaim.
Guan Zizai stared at him and roared: "Impossible! !"
"How could you catch it!"
The audience also felt that it was a bit outrageous. Was Luo Fanchen's body too strong?
Luo Fanchen looked at his fist,
The black lotus shield was broken,
A thin and long knife mark was left on the fist tip, and a drop of blood oozed out redly.
Luo Fanchen sighed and shook his head: "It seems that this body is still too weak. "
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was silent. This guy is still weak?
Why don't you sacrifice your own mother at birth?
Luo Fanchen raised his eyes and looked at Guan Zizai, and couldn't help but praise:
"Your knife is very strong."
"It made me bleed."
The green lotus light flashed, vitality flowed, and the bloodstains healed in an instant, intact.
"Ah! !"
Guan Zizai's pride in his life was all on the big knife in his hand.
The other party's praise made him feel disgusted and humiliated, and he was furious to the extreme.
"Too much bullying!"
"My Chixiao Sect is not just a name for nothing, don't underestimate me! ! !"
He roared and howled, holding the knife with one hand,
The other fingertip broke open, and outlined the inscription on the blade with blood, and the blade vibrated, as if it had a heart, and it became alive, and the breath rose steadily.
"The legendary world's number one knife skill? "
The audience was shocked,
especially the sword spirit owners, who stared with eyes wide open.
Luo Fanchen raised his lips, as if he had been waiting for a long time.
Turning around and leaving his back to Guan Zizai,
looking at the excited young people in the audience: "Brother, watch carefully and learn well."
"Wait a minute--"
"You have to look carefully!"