1872: C1872 He Was Fighting Against Tengyuan Beichuan

C1872 He Was Fighting Against Tengyuan Beichuan

Situ Mannloong frowned, "It's not the time for you to fight him yet. It's not wise to have a conflict now."

"There's nothing wrong with being wise or not. Since you are standing opposite of him... There was no reason for him to sympathize with his enemy. We all stand on different sides. He works for America, and I work for China. He was destined to fight on the battlefield. Either you die or I live, "Lee Yifann said coldly. He had seen everything clearly before the big event. There were no personal factors involved.

"Alright then. It seems like the final match will be a bloody battle!"

Sima Xiangru and the others looked at each other and sighed.

In the first match, because Min De used the Thunder Talisman, the site was also damaged to a certain extent. Fortunately, it was not serious. At this time, the staff were cleaning up the site and repairing the site.

The second match was postponed to the afternoon.

"Young Master Lee, the match in the afternoon has just begun. Do you want to go back and rest first?" Lee Ming said carefully.

"Yes." It was not even ten o'clock yet. Lee Yifann did not want to wait here for a few hours.

On the way back to the hotel, the side effects of consuming the Rising Dragon Pill appeared. He immediately became extremely weak. Fortunately, he ate the Revival Pill, which made him feel much better.

"I see that you will admit defeat in the next round of four to two matches. If there is no accident, eight to four. If I eliminate Fujiwara Kitagawa, then the only ones left are Kou Tianhuo and Sato Kazama. I think Joseph will definitely lose to Sato Kazama. "

It was impossible for Kou Tianhuo to fight with Joseph. After all, they were all the representatives of America. Naturally, they could only fight with the contestants from other countries. If he was too strong, his opponents would definitely lose.

Therefore, Sato Kazama would naturally only fight with Joseph. As for Sato Kazama, Lee Yifann was sure that this old ghost was stronger than Fujiwara Kitagawa.

The only one who could advance in the two was Sato Kazama.

Min De nodded. "I am already very satisfied that I can reach this stage. I don't expect to have a higher ranking. Next, it's up to you, Young Master Lee. You have to win. Even if you lose to Kou Tianhuo in the end, you can't lose to those two bastards from Nihon!"

" Hehe, don't worry! They will die for sure if they meet me!" Lee Yifann's killing intent was thick.

After lunch, in the afternoon, everyone gathered in the arena once again.

"The first match of this afternoon, which is also the second match of the eighth to fourth place, will begin now. Huaxia's Lee Yifann and Nihon's Fujiwara Kitagawa, please enter the ring!"

As soon as the referee announced the match, everyone's eyes gathered on the resting area of Huaxia and Nihon's camps.

Both of them were the focus of attention in this international competition, so this battle was undoubtedly worth paying attention to.

"Kid, you killed two masters of my Fujihara family. Today, I will get revenge for this!" Before entering the arena, Fujiwara Kitagawa said with a sinister smile.

Lee Yifann replied with a disdainful sneer, "That's because they are not strong enough. Furthermore, your background... I know better than anyone else. There's no need to find false excuses. It depends on your strength. I estimate that your authority is higher than Yama's. However, Yama died in my father's hands, and you all will die in my hands! "

Regarding this secret, no one present knew about it at all, and everyone was also confused by it.

Only Lee Wenyan, who was far away in the Luzhou City, knew it very well. He could not help but frown. He snorted coldly in his heart, "There are a total of nine deacons in the Nine Profound Sect. One of them is Yama, and he is dead. A substitute, Nantian Wuhenn's Master, is dead. If his guess was correct, Fujiwara Matsu and Yamamoto Hanzou were both deacons of the Nine Profound Sect. Although they couldn't be 100% sure, they were all from the Nine Profound Sect. They were both at the Spiritual Master, so it was impossible for them to make him an ordinary figure in the Nine Profound Sect. He had to be a deacon as well. Now, there are three deacons."

Including Fujiwara Kitagawa and Sato Kazama, there were five deacons.

According to the ranking of strength, Yama's ranking among the deacons of Nine Profound Sect would not be high, but Fujiwara Matsu and Yamamoto Hanzou would definitely be in the top few.

This was obvious.

"If Yifann kills Fujiwara Kitagawa and Sato Kazama this time, there will only be four deacons left in Nine Profound Sect. I estimate that most of the deacons in Nihon will be dead." Lee Wenyan rolled his eyes and thought in his mind.

At the resting area of America.

"This kid humiliated me like that before. I curse him to lose miserably!" Wen Ann was furious. He remembered that he had been slapped by Lee Yifann in the morning. He was still brooding over it. He wished he could shred Lee Yifann into a million pieces.

Kou Tianhuo also had a gloomy face. "Although this kid's strength is not simple, Fujiwara Kitagawa is already Soul Master. I think no matter how arrogant he is, he will not be able to defeat Fujiwara Kitagawa!"

As a matter of fact, the matter of Lee Yifann killing Gong Changjie had caused quite a stir in the circle of the Hua people.1

However, most of the people who had reached Soul Master's realm didn't really care.

Or rather, they thought that they could kill Gong Changjie, so they didn't think that Lee Yifann could be very strong. Even if Lee Yifann killed Gong Changjie, he would still win by luck.

Although Lee Yifann's previous battles had a great momentum, it was nothing much to them.

"Young Master Lee, the live broadcast is ready. Go up and hammer those bastards of Nihon!" Lee Ming chuckled.

Speaking of which, the conflict between Nanyang Country and Nihon was not small. Usually, there would be many conflicts internationally. Lee Ming also wanted to see the Japanese players suffer, and it would be best if they died.

Situ Mannloong and the others took a deep breath and said, "Young Master Lee, I'll leave it to you!"

"Swoosh!"

Lee Yifann took out his Ice Soul Sword and flew on his sword, landing in the sky above the competition arena.

At this moment, Fujiwara Kitagawa stepped into the air and landed on the opposite side, about fifty meters away from him. The two of them confronted each other from afar.

"Participants, enter the arena. Let's begin!" The referee announced loudly.

"Kid, others don't know your background, but I do. You were deliberately mystifying yourself in the previous matches, concealing your true cultivation base. In fact, you have already reached the High Stage Spiritual Master!" Fujiwara Kitagawa stared at his opponent coldly.

When these words were spoken, many people were in an uproar.

A twenty-three year old Later Period of Nascent Infant Stage!

Such talent and cultivation was enough to make countless people feel ashamed. Even those who had reached Soul Master felt ashamed of their inferiority.

Lee Yifann smiled faintly, "So what if you can see through me? I have no intention of hiding this battle. You have reached the lower realm, Soul Master. It seems like you are one of the deacons of Nine Profound Sect. You are at least one of the top three. Am I right?"

"Hmph! At least you have some brains!" Fujiwara Kitagawa directly admitted it.

"It's good that you admitted it. That way, I won't have to ask too much. Otherwise, even if you die, I won't be able to confirm it." The corner of Lee Yifann's mouth curled up, revealing a hint of killing intent.

"Cut the crap! Today, this place will be your burial ground!" Fujiwara Kitagawa shouted and attacked first.

He took out a cold katana. As soon as the katana appeared, the surrounding space started to distort. Obviously, it was not simple.

"High-grade magic treasure? The Nine Profound Sect's wealth is indeed rich!" Lee Yifann recognized the grade of the samurai sword, but he did not panic at all.

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