Chapter 269: mysterious girl
Chapter 269 The mysterious girl
Oolong War God was even more happy at this moment. He stared at Lin Fan's figure with wide eyes, as if he wanted to see more secrets from him. He turned to the surprised-looking Eastern Lion beside him and said with a proud smile: "Did you see it? This is called concealment! Revealing skills is not something ordinary people can do. Hehe, he is indeed worthy of being valued by my Oolong God of War. What a talent! A thirteen-year-old four-star fighting master!”
Oolong God of War’s words were full of pride and pride. He knew that he had not misjudged the person this time. Lin Fan's potential and strength far exceeded his expectations.
However, this is just a sign seen by those who do not understand Douxiu. Among the crowd, there was a figure who remained silent. That was a fighting spirit, a strong man with unfathomable strength. He looked at Lin Fan deeply, with a strange light flashing in his eyes.
He was naturally able to see Lin Fan's true strength. That is not just as simple as a four-star Dou Master, but has reached the level of a one-star Dou Master! Such strength is simply unbelievable at such an age.
But the fighting spirit did not reveal this surprise. He just stood there quietly watching Lin Fan walk off the stage, but he couldn't help but start to look forward to it. This young man was able to endure that level of inhuman torture and still burst out with such great strength. His determination was truly admirable. I wonder how far he can go with his perseverance after this?
This strong man from the Temple of Death, who had always been indifferent to everything, became extremely longing for him at this moment. He seemed to see Lin Fan's limitless future prospects and the miracles he could create.
Off the stage, Suzaku had already come forward to greet him. She carefully wiped the sweat and dust off Lin Fan's face, her eyes full of tenderness and concern: "Congratulations, you've won a good start." Her voice was soft and sweet, as if it could soothe all Lin Fan's fatigue and pain.
Lin Fan looked at Suzaku's smile and felt a warm current in his heart. He knew that this victory was not only an affirmation of his own strength, but also the best reward for Suzaku's support and companionship. He took a deep breath and threw all the fatigue behind him, and showed a bright smile: "Thank you, Sister Suzaku, I will continue to work hard!"
Lin Fan looked at Suzaku with a soft light shining in his eyes. He smiled slightly and said with a hint of ridicule: "Why don't you say congratulations? Mine is yours, isn't it?" The intimacy and doting revealed in these words made Suzaku feel warm in his heart, and at the same time he felt a little... Shy.
Suzaku's cheeks flushed slightly, and he glared at Lin Fan, with a bit of coquettishness and helplessness in his eyes. She pouted her little mouth and turned her head away pretending to be angry, but she couldn't help but whisper softly: "You guy, you didn't say a few words before you started to act inappropriately. I wonder where you got these bad ideas from?" Although there was some reproach in his tone, it was more sweet and joyful.
Lin Fan looked at Zhuque's shy look, and felt a surge in his heart. He chuckled, touched the back of his head, and said in an honest and honest manner: "You have to ask my dad about this. He taught me since I was a child." There was a hint of naughtiness and self-deprecation in his words, as if After telling Suzaku that these "bad ideas" of his came from his father's teachings.
Hearing this answer, Suzaku was stunned for a moment, then smiled in realization: "Oh... no wonder, like father, like son..." Her words were full of teasing and ridicule, as if she was laughing at Lin Fan's "incorrectness" Scripture" were inherited from his father. The atmosphere between the two became more relaxed and happy, as if everything around them no longer mattered.
However, in the midst of this joy and laughter, there was suddenly a heartbreaking wailing sound from the No. 5 ring across the No. 4 ring! The voice was shrill and desperate, instantly breaking the tranquility and harmony around him. Almost at the same time, all eyes were shot in that direction, and people showed expressions of astonishment and curiosity.
On the huge stage No. 5, an indifferent woman in a black dress stood alone. Her eyes were hollow and deep, as if there was only endless darkness and coldness in them. Opposite her, a young man was lying in a pool of blood, his life or death uncertain. In the slender hand of the indifferent woman, she held a crystal blue dagger. There were still wisps of cold air on the dagger, exuding a chilling killing intent.
The ground in front of the woman has condensed into several hard and irregular ice edges. These ice edges exude a cold air, as if even the surrounding air has been frozen. What's even more shocking is that there are streaks of bright red blood on those ice edges, which looks extremely weird and terrifying. The entire arena seemed to have turned into a battlefield of ice and fire, and the indifferent woman was the only winner in this battle.
(End of this chapter)
