Chapter 55: Battle match

&Roar!

In Tianen Square, the roar of a beast spread all over the surrounding area, and the whole field instantly boiled. Everyone knew that the Battle of Yancheng had begun. Accompanied by the crowds whizzing from the mountains to the tsunami, all the juniors in the entire field have drawn lots to come to the ring.

And Meng Fan also successfully got a lottery and walked to the top of Ding Er's ring. Standing, Meng Fan is different from the others, and now among the Yancheng juniors, he is probably the only one who can threaten him.

In the next moment, a man with a strong black costume came onto the stage, but his face suddenly changed after seeing Meng Fan, like pig liver. Meng Fan was taken aback, and immediately knew that this young man knew him, he was the young man who took the lead in blocking Wuzhen's team in the hunting match that day, and suddenly chuckled.

The black-clad boy bit his head and came to Meng Fan's body, and the referee on the side already nodded and could start. Meng Fan stood still, just waiting quietly. The black outfit boy had a profound influence on Meng Fan, and asked helplessly.

"Can you let me not? Anyway, you still have a chance!"

Touching his nose, Meng Fan said lightly, "I'll lighten it!"

In an instant, the black-clad boy gritted his teeth, his figure stepped out, his palm slashed towards Meng Fan like a ghost. However, when strength appeared, Meng Fan smiled faintly. With a movement of his palm, he directly bounced away, and at the same time he punched out.

With a three-point punch, the energy directly shook the black-clad boy away. Although the opponent reached the fifth stage of body refining, it was still far from Meng Fan. A bloodshot appeared, and the black-clad boy simply jumped from the ring helplessly.

With a faint smile, Meng Fan went on to pass the lottery, but every opponent who was drawn by the lottery was a little downcast after seeing Meng Fan. After all, how could he beat Dongfang Chen's opponent?

In the time of a stick of incense, Meng Fan has progressed smoothly and is qualified to enter the next round. Back off the court, Gu Xin'er looked at Meng Fan and said with a chuckle, "Brother Meng Fan is amazing!" Shaking his head, Meng Fan looked at Gu Xin'er, knowing that there was nothing to enter the second round with the opponent's strength. questionable.

In the field, with the passing of time, countless teenagers were all eliminated in the first round, a little dejected. After all, you can't even enter the second round, so you can only stay around Yancheng, and won't get into the eyes of those powerful forces.

Soon after, the second round of the battle started at the same time, but after Meng Fan came on the field, it had been a long time to kill his opponent. Soon in the horrified eyes of the surrounding, Meng Fan walked off the ring. .

Nothing happened, Meng Fan looked around, his eyes flashed, and in the next moment he noticed a ring in the arena. The figure is fast, but it is Gu Xin'er, who completely reveals Gu Xin'er's exquisite figure between the movements, without a taste.

And his opponent was a teenager from the Ximen family. He was dressed in a purple shirt and not tall, but he had reached the eighth stage of body refining. Obviously Gu Xin'er was far from his opponent, and was constantly suppressed by the teenager.

However, the boy from the Simon family obviously didn't want to win so quickly, but pulled away and rotated among Gu Xin'er, his eyes flickering, as if he was looking for something!

"Damn it, it's Ximen Hong, this guy and Ximen Han are all the same, who only knows women!"

Aside, Gu Qing said coldly, but there was a trace of worry in her eyes. Simon Hong! For a moment, Meng Fan's expression remained static, watching the changes above the ring quietly, but a chill appeared in his eyes.

bump!

Gu Xin'er and Xi Men Hong fought recklessly in the air, and the Jiao body suddenly bounced out. Although Gu Xin'er had a special physique and peculiar skills, he couldn't show any power at this moment. Reluctantly to stop, Gu Xin'er's energy and blood trembled. Before Gu Xin'er could react, in the next moment, Ximenhong's figure had already come to Gu Xin'er's side.

A punch was blasted out, and at the same time, inadvertently, one hand was directly towards Gu Xin'er's chest. It is fake to deal with Gu Xin'er, but it is true to want to take advantage of Gu Xin'er's cheapness.

At the same time, a smug smile was drawn on Simon Hong's face, and Gu Xiner's eyebrows were immediately frowned, and her figure quickly moved backwards. The delicate body flashed, and jumped directly under the ring, barely avoiding Ximen Hong's palm.

It was called landing. Gu Xin'er couldn't help but snorted in pain, but just left silently. Seeing that there was no attack on Gu Xin'er, Ximenhong on the ring suddenly shook his head. However, at the next moment, he suddenly noticed a cold light not far away looking at him. At a glance, it was a brilliant little face.

Humph, only Wuzhen!

In the chill, Ximenhong was a little hairy, but he sneered and turned to leave. Back in the camp, Gu Xin'er shrugged helplessly, and Meng Fan stretched out one of his hands, gently touching Gu Xin'er's hair, and said lightly.

"It's okay, I will avenge you!"

When the voice fell, Gu Xin'er smiled and said softly, "I don't care about that kind of person, but I am very happy to have Brother Meng Fan's words!" The voice fell and Meng Fan shook his head.

"Silly Nizi!"

Turning around, Meng Fan's eyes flickered, just waiting quietly for him to play. The second round of the competition is in full swing, and the final selections are considered to be the most outstanding juniors from the Yancheng family. At the next moment, the referee's voice came.

"Wuzhen, Meng Fan!"

"Ximen's house, Ximenhong!"

When the voice fell, Gu Xin'er didn't react much, but Gu Qing chuckled slightly, looking at Ximenhong who was walking into the ring with some gloat. Although it was not pleasing to the eyes of Meng Fan, I have to admit that Meng Fan now has quite terrifying strength.

At the next moment, Meng Fan jumped onto the ring one step at a time and looked at Ximenhong with a smile. Under Meng Fan's smiling face, Simon Hong frowned and said coldly, "Why are you smiling so disgustingly!"

Meng Fan didn't answer, but looked at the referee aside inquiringly. After receiving a nod from the referee, Meng Fan said lightly, "Now you have a chance to take action!"

When the voice fell, Ximenhong frowned and snorted, "You are quite arrogant, your uncle of the Ximen family will show you what strength is!" As he spoke, his figure moved, it was obvious that Ximenhong had cultivated a speed-type vitality. The exercises turned into an afterimage under one movement, extremely fast.

Suddenly it attracted countless lights, especially on the ring, there was the biggest black horse in the last hunting match, Meng Fan! Suddenly, the vigor came in front of Meng Fan. With Simon Hong's speed, ordinary people could not see clearly, but Meng Fan was extraordinary.

"too slow!"

After faintly spit out three words, the next moment Meng Fan stepped on the sole of his foot, his body suddenly disappeared in place. One step was like a flying fairy. In an instant, Meng Fan directly deployed the flying fairy step, but it was faster and faster than Simon Hong.

In the next moment, Meng Fan had already appeared in front of Ximenhong, with cold eyes and a smile on his face. At the same time, his five fingers stretched out, and a strong wind swept across.

Snapped!

With a simple sound, Ximenhong flew directly over, and was taken away! Meng Fan's five fingers fell on his face. With the strength of Meng Fan's current consumption of ten magic pills, he almost pulled out of the ring and fell to the ground with a move, spitting out blood and several teeth at the same time.

Suddenly, there was an uproar in the entire field. It was necessary to know that Ximenhong was at the eighth level of body refining, but when he came to power, he didn't even start a single move. He was taken away by Meng Fan. Up!

Among the people of Ximen's family, there was a dead ashes. Among them, a whimper sounded, and it was Ximen Han. At this moment, Ximen Han had an urge to pity each other with the same illness. This kind of scene...seems familiar!

At the beginning, I could beat Meng Fan like this, and even now his injury is completely better. This guy seems kind, but he is a very hot guy.

Including the VIP seats, everyone also nodded. In the field, Entai in the center nodded, a smile appeared on the old face, and said faintly, "Good speed!"

The voice fell, and the Yan Yang expression on the side was a little unnatural.

You know, once someone else falls into the sight of the Heavenly Cold Sect, then I'm afraid Yan Yao will definitely not stand out! There was a burst of surprise in the entire field, Ximen Hong reluctantly got up from the ground, raised his head and looked at Meng Fan bitterly. No one had dealt with him like this since he was a child.

For an instant, Simon Hong spit out a mouthful of blood and roared.

"Boy, I killed you!"

While speaking, the figure struck again, but Meng Fan's smile remained the same, and at the same time the five fingers still accurately fell on Simon Hong's face. Snapped! There was a crisp sound, and Ximen Hong was drawn out again, but Meng Fan was obviously deliberately controlling his strength, keeping up with him every step of the way, and he stopped after three more draws in a flash!

Pop, pop, pop!

The crisp sound made the complexion of Ximen Xiong above the VIP table all green, but Entai who was watching nodded his head. Without harsh methods, how could he become a strong vitality! The weak eat the strong, the fittest survive!

The body quickly fell from the ring, Ximen Hong's face was full of blood, and personnel did not know. So poisonous, so cruel! Everyone in the entire field shook their heads helplessly, and they couldn't think of Wuzhen except for such an evil boy.

"It seems this kid really cares about you!"

Gu Qing said softly, but there seemed to be a special smell in her tone, and Gu Xin'er's pretty face blushed without making a sound. After falling from the ring, Meng Fan's smile has only been regained. Gu Xin'er has always occupied a large position in Meng Fan's heart, how can he allow others to blaspheme.

Just before Meng Fan stepped down, frowned, raised his head and looked at the VIP seat, then returned to the court. And the place where Meng Fan's line of sight passed was the shadow of the VIP seat. At this moment, on one of the alluring faces, Dai's eyebrows wrinkled slightly!

With the gradual end of the second round, the rest of the entire field is all the real strongest teenagers. Around Tianen Square, it is also boiling, knowing that the most exciting battle is about to start!