Chapter 536: Battle

"It's over, why did we face Mark in the first game?"

On the edge of the field, seeing Sun Rang and Ye Fan appearing one after another, Uncle Li and Sun Hu both looked a little embarrassed.

Now Sun Rang completely thinks that Ye Fan's strength is empty and relies on banned drugs. According to his character, he will definitely be careless.

It is a taboo to be careless in terms of strength, not to mention that Sun Rang's strength is far inferior to Ye Fan.

"Look, I can't hide it now." Sun Hu said, "It would have been better if you told him directly the first time. Now all he thinks about is that he is better than Ye Fan. If he is defeated by Ye Fan again at this time, wouldn't he be traumatized? more serious."

"I didn't expect such a coincidence." Uncle Li was helpless, but he could only console himself by saying, "But Rang'er's strength has improved a lot now. He is already at the Eternal level."

"Eternal level? Didn't you see that Ye Fan's level is as bright as a horse?"

"Don't you know Ye Fan's strength? Eternal level has Star Glory level combat power. Now we are approaching Star Glory. With his combat power, I'm afraid you and I may not be able to say that we can definitely win."

Sun Hu replied and stood up: "I think it's better to just let Rang'er admit defeat. If you don't fight Ye Fan, you can accumulate strength. If you beat others, you can still advance. If you fight Ye Fan, you will be hit hard like last time. In the second round Can’t even make it to the competition.”

"Rang'er has been waiting for revenge these past few months. Now if you ask Rang'er to admit defeat, how could he be willing?" Uncle Li grabbed Sun Hu: "In full view of everyone, it is still the opening ceremony of the league. He will admit defeat directly. He accepts it." It’s not that embarrassing.”

"Can't accept it? When the time comes, you can accept being pushed to the ground and hammered, and you won't be embarrassed??"

Sun Hu was shocked and wanted to get rid of Uncle Li, but was always held back. When he saw the surrounding tribesmen and family heads casting doubtful glances, he seemed a little angry and sat down.

"Okay, okay, just pamper him like this. Then Ye Fan is not your Sun Li. He will not be merciful to Rang'er. At this time, you should obviously retain your strength. Why do you want to let him go so as not to lose his face?" …”

"Ignorance! Foolish loyalty!"

…

Snap, snap.

In the field, Ye Fan didn't know about their respective complexities. When he walked to the field, he just looked at Sun Rang quietly.

Naturally, he didn't pay much attention to Sun Rang. At this time, he restrained himself and didn't even think about drawing his sword or summoning a beast.

"Aren't you going to take medicine today?" Sun Rang, on the other hand, still vividly remembered the humiliation he suffered a few months ago. As soon as he entered the field, he said to Ye Fan in a slightly sinister tone: "Oh, that's right, today is the league, there are so many Broadcasters and viewers, you can’t take drugs.”

"Take medicine?" Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What medicine should you take?"

"Are you still pretending?" Sun Rang smiled, "Have you forgotten how you defeated me in the secret realm a few months ago?"

After hearing this, Ye Fan thought about the two encounters with Sun Rang in the secret realm and understood.

This guy thought he defeated him by using banned drugs.

No wonder he looked ashamed of himself when he saw Luo Linger.

"Are the elders in the family making up the reason because they are afraid that his confidence will be hindered?" Ye Fan, who is well versed in the world, naturally had a guess, but soon, he just smiled.

Those who cannot even accept failure calmly and need to excuse themselves with reasons are doomed to disappear into the dust in the coming troubled times.

"I don't know what you specifically said about taking medicine." After a pause, Ye Fan spoke to Sun Rang, and spread his hands playfully: "But since you think that my strength is due to taking medicine, then now, Isn’t this the best time for you to prove yourself?”

"What are you waiting for?"

"Huh?" It was obvious that Mark didn't think much of himself. At this time, he was already angry and did not calm down. He just clenched his fists.

"Roar!"

He has obviously made some progress. The ancestor's shadow that appeared this time was larger and more staring. When it appeared, it was like a huge giant attached to his body.

"Bloodline warrior, S-level Sun Rang, is actually a bloodline warrior!"

The host's excited voice sounded at the right time, and after a shout, he started to popularize science:

"Blood warriors are the legendary human race with the bloodline of the legacy. Their existence comes from their ancestors who defeated the powerful legacy and obtained the blood of the legacy..."

It can be seen that the host's skills are quite good. He speaks quickly and clearly. Before Sun Rang is ready to attack, he has already aroused the emotions of the audience.

How could ordinary people have the chance to see a bloodline warrior? Sun Rang's bloodline had just unfolded and it immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Hmph." Sun Rang seemed to be enjoying the intense gazes he felt in the field. Looking at himself covered in scales, and then looking at the somewhat thin Ye Fan, his self-confidence was soaring.

"Ye Fan, you are also a descendant of the blood family, but it is a pity that you did not inherit the family's blood."

"Otherwise, you might be able to understand how wonderful the feeling of being chosen is."

Slowly clenching his fists, Sun Rang grinned, and then rushed towards Ye Fan.

Covered by the shadow, his momentum was obviously astonishing. His steps went from slow to fast, and the sound of his footsteps became heavier and heavier. In the end, every step he took made a rumbling sound.

Facing Ye Fan, he still chose to use the heavy punch from the last time, but this time, he was obviously prepared. This punch was confident and full of confidence, which was indeed very different from the last time.

"Chosen..." The heavy punch was coming, but Ye Fan just closed his eyes.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand, not on the black sword, but on the blood sword at his waist.

"Sword Style: Iai."

A low voice sounded, holding the sword, possessing the body, and drawing the sword. Ye Fan, who had practiced this sword style thousands of times, was not jerky at all. The movements were smooth and natural.

Zheng.

The sound of the sword's cry disappeared in a flash, and a dazzling blood light lit up.

Many people looked nervously at the scene. At this time, the blood light disappeared, but Ye Fan and Sun Rang had already passed by, with their backs facing each other.

The air was a little quiet, and this scene made many people feel a little weird. As for those with discerning eyes, horror appeared in their eyes at this time.

Pfft.

A slight cracking sound broke the silence. In the field, Sun Rang froze there, lowering his head, and a line of blood went from bottom to top, drawing the center line without any deviation.

"...Why?" Before fainting, Sun Rang turned his head and looked at Mark. His eyes seemed to be hard to accept: "Aren't you taking medicine?"

Ye Fan did not answer, but looked at Sun Rang with a slight smile on his face.

"Unfortunately, you don't seem to be worthy of the title of Chosen One."

thump!

The blood line collapsed in the next moment and turned into a spurt of blood. Sun Rang fell to the ground, and Ye Fan just flicked the bloody sword in his hand. The solidified blood beads did not leave the sword body as it swung, and fell on the blade. It broke naturally and merged into the blood sword.

"Let's go!"

Putting away the bloody sword, Ye Fan walked to the sidelines. Everyone in the Sun family ran into the court crying, but they just became his background.

"Ah this..."

On the stage, the host who was just preparing to give a passionate speech froze a little. Looking at the looks from many people in the venue, he felt a little ashamed.

His strength was not strong, and with this sword strike, he only saw a flash of blood.

"How to explain this?" The host's scalp was numb, but fortunately, facing so many broadcasters and audiences, his strong professionalism was reflected. The expression on his face only stiffened for a moment, and then he immediately showed a cooperative shock and said:

"What a fast sword!"