645: C645 An Incompetent Teammate

C645 An Incompetent Teammate

"Rumble!" "Rumble!" Rumble!" . . .

Sixty golden numbers appeared in pairs on each side of the thirty arenas, shining brilliantly.

The next moment. . .

"Boom!" Boom!" Boom! . . .

Streaks of light tore through the Voids and shot towards the thirty arenas. There were exactly sixty of them.

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On the eighteenth battle ring.

Just as Yang Fann stood still, he saw a Brilliant Sword Light falling from the sky. The lingering aura of the Sword Qi was filled with Voids. Finally, from the sword light, a peerless swordsman walked out. His white robe fluttered in the wind, and the Sword Qi was soaring in the sky. His eyes were shining with a terrifying sword intent that could destroy the ages and cut off the mountains and rivers. This was Young Man, who was around thirty years old. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and he carried a long sword on his back.

Around him, one could vaguely see swordsmen chanting devoutly, making him look like the king of the sword, making thousands of swordsmen bow their heads in submission!

Ye Xiwen was one of the top Divine Swords in the Divine Sword Courtyard. He was ranked third on the Divine Sword Ranking in the Divine Sword Courtyard. His strength was even higher than the Heaven's End Sword King, Dugu Jue, who was the leader of the three giants in Northern Wasteland Courtyard. He could be said to be in the top thirty among the two hundred and forty participating geniuses!

"It's you?" Ye Xiwen's eyes revealed an indescribable astonishment as he looked at the young voice in front of him. Those who could advance to the top sixty were basically the top monsters of the various courtyards. Logically speaking, a lower King like Yang Fann should have been eliminated a long time ago.

However, the surprise in Ye Xiwen's eyes soon turned into a trace of surprise. It didn't matter what kind of luck this little devil had gotten in the end. He had made it to the top 60 after passing two stages in a row. However, it had to be said that this was also his luck.

It seemed that the twenty thousand Spiritual Crystals were already in his possession.

Ye Xiwen couldn't help but have a smile on the corner of his mouth when he thought of this. 20,000 Low Grade Spirit Crystals! It wasn't a small number. Even he had struggled for nearly a thousand years. So, this was all he had. Even if he was defeated afterwards, stopped at the top thirty, this trip still wasn't in vain!!

The next moment. . .

Ye Xiwen's white sword-like eyebrows moved. He looked down at Yang Fann and said, "Admit defeat! You can't be my opponent!"

"F * ck! This Ye Xiwen actually made Yang Fann admit defeat? What a joke!"

" I dare to guarantee that this Ye Xiwen definitely didn't see Yang Fann's previous battle! "

"This is not an obvious matter. Otherwise, even if he had three guts, he wouldn't dare to speak to Yang Fann in such a manner!"

. . .

Many spectators in the four viewing platforms looked at Ye Xiwen with strange expressions on their faces. Ye Xiwen was the third monster of the Divine Sword Courtyard. However, his combat strength was above that of Bu Jingfan and Zhao Wu Mie. However, he had only won one or two rounds. So, it was easy for him to defeat two people. However, it was completely impossible for him to suppress these two people with a wave of his hand like Yang Fann had done.

Right at this moment. . .

"There's really a lot of trash nowadays!" The corner of Yang Fann's mouth twitched as a trace of deep disdain flashed across his face. There was also a trace of amusement. Zhao Wu Mie and Ye Xiwen were the same. Didn't they know their own limitations?

"Little devil, you are courting death!!"

"Rumble. . . "

A violent killing intent rose from Ye Xiwen's head like a surging river, tearing apart the sky and shattering the firmament. Even Hai Wuya, Yin Jiuyang, and Peerless Evildoer didn't dare to humiliate themselves in such a light way. This little devil. . . Who the hell did he think he was? How dare he insult me in such a way? This is ridiculous!!

"Die! Million Sword Demon Slaying!!"

"Rumble. . . "

Ten thousand sword lights suddenly burst out from Ye Xiwen's body. Each sword light. . . It was easy. It would severely injure a Lower Quasi-emperor and ten thousand sword lights. An endless stream of sword beams merged into one. The power of the attack increased by thousands of times. It was the Quasi-Emperor At Peak. Without the protection of the Defensive Treasure, under this sword strike. . . Even if he doesn't die, he's half dead!

"Puchi!" "Puchi! Puchi! . . .

The Sword Qi was like a dragon, shaking the heavens and the earth. All the Voids in the surroundings were torn apart!

. . .

"This Ye Xiwen is not bad. He is among all the participating heaven's pride experts. He was quite confident that he could advance to the top 30. It's a pity that I ran into that kid!" The Great Elder Ye, who was wearing a green robe, sighed lightly, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Ye Xiwen's white hair was placed in the eight academies. That was the highest grade of Monster Genius, but it was placed in the Holy Ji Sect's Main Sect. He would be an ordinary heaven's pride level expert, and would be ranked in the top 100 of the younger generation. He could not even enter the top 100!!

. . .

In a split second. . .

"Puny tricks, break for me!!!" With a cold laugh, Yang Fann took a step forward and waved his hand, sending a slap across the face.

"Rumble. . . "

In all directions, the Void and the Sword Qi River were shattered into powder!

"Ah! How is this possible. . . " Ye Xiwen was extremely shocked. His ultimate sword attack could even severely injure a Quasi-Emperor At Peak. How could it be easily broken by a puny lower King?!

At this time. . .

"Pa. . . "

Yang Fann slapped Ye Xiwen's face, and sent him flying backwards. He somersaulted in the air for an unknown number of times. His mouth was full of broken teeth, and he spouted a mouthful of blood.

One breath later.

"Bang. . . "

The entire arena fiercely smashed down, smashing out an enormous sinkhole, fainting!!

. . .

"Instant. . . Instant kill! Again! Insta-kill again!!!"

"This. . . How is this possible!!"

. . .

In all directions, countless spectators were horrified. They had guessed that Ye Xiwen wouldn't be a match for Yang Fann. However, they hadn't expected that he would be killed in an instant. After all, Ye Xiwen was the third heaven's pride expert of the Divine Sword Courtyard. Even the top 20 monster couldn't guarantee that they would be able to kill him in a single move!

"Hiss. . . . . . Could it be. . . Difficult? This. . . This brat possesses the strength to contend for the top ten of the Martial Competition?"

"Gulp. . . . No. . . It can't be. He. . . How old is he?!!! "

. . .

This year's Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition was known as the strongest batch in ten thousand years. No one in the top ten was weaker than Emperor. The Emperor's Power that was less than twenty years old, not to mention the barren land of North Wasteland, was unprecedented even in the Middle-earth!

. . .

In the VIP seats.

"Brother Dongfang, you've really picked up a treasure this time!" Mo Wuxie's voice was indescribably sour. Although his treasure, Disciple, was also Peerless Evildoer, who was rarely seen in ten thousand years, compared to a monster like Yang Fann, it was much worse. If they were at the same age, his treasure, Disciple, would probably be suppressed by him with just a wave of his hand.

The next moment. . .

A flash of understanding appeared in Mo Wuxie's mind. "No wonder you bet with that Sima Jingfeng. With Yang Fann's strength, it's not like he doesn't have any hope of winning!"

. . .

"Eastern Old Ghost, good! Good! Good! This account book will record it down! We will wait and see!" Sima Jingfeng's face was ashen. He glared at Dongfang Sheng fiercely. At this moment, How could he not understand that he had been schemed against by Dongfang Sheng? What kind of weapon was not worth as much as his Meteor Slaughter Divine Spear? Everything was just a plot of Dongfang Sheng. In fact, he had been wanting to bet with him for a long time.2

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Participating geniuses resting area.

As soon as Yang Fann returned to his seat, he saw several advancing geniuses looking at him with deep fear in their eyes.

However, Hai Wuya and the other Seeded Evildoer were still disdainful. Yin Jiuyang, the Prince of Nine Yang, was looking at Yang Fann with a ferocious smile, as if he was looking at a fat prey! Potential was just potential after all. Before it was converted into strength, everything was just an illusion!

His eyes swept across the surroundings casually. Yang Fann ignored everyone's gazes and sat down calmly. Hai Wuya and the others looked at Yang Fann with disdain. Yang Fann was the same as well. Even the strongest Hai Wuya was just a chicken in his eyes. He could easily get rid of him!

The next moment. . .

Yang Fann began to search for his senior sister, Dongfang Xue. Suddenly. . . He frowned slightly. "Senior Sister Xue's situation is not looking good!" This battle. . . Dongfang Xue had encountered a top tier monster from the Ji Yang Courtyard. It was very powerful. At this moment, Dongfang Xue was far stronger than Dongfang Xue. She did not even have the strength to counter attack. Defeat was only a matter of time.

However, Yang Fann had no other choice. He could only rely on himself in the Eight Courtyards Martial Arts Competition. No one else could help him at all.

He looked at Dugu Jue again. Compared to Dongfang Xue, Dugu Jue was in an even more dangerous situation. Unless there was a miracle, there was no way he could turn the tables.

"It seems like I can only rely on myself for the future path!" Yang Fann smiled bitterly. He had to admit that compared to Hai Wuya and the others, his teammates were really weak.

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