468: C468 Both of You Come at Me Together

C468 Both of You Come at Me Together

The Scarlet Crystal Leopard was known for its ferocity and speed. This time, it was no exception. After the Martial Spirit entered his body, Young Master Huo's aura suddenly soared.

With a low growl, the illusory silhouette rushed towards Zhang Fan. As he opened his right hand, a wave of energy that caused one's heart to palpitate condensed instantly.

Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed. From his expression, he appeared as calm as ever. A smile appeared on his face and he appeared extremely calm. Moreover, he had no intention of using his Martial Spirit.

At this time, the surrounding people suddenly started discussing amongst themselves. The topic of discussion was Zhang Fan.

"This guy, although his strength is not bad, isn't he a little too conceited? Hmph, it will be good if he loses later on!"

"…"

Instead, he once again took out the Heavenly Spring Sword. When the other party's palpitating energy exploded out, his body also sped up at this moment, and there was still the terrifying sound of grinding. As the energy surged, Zhang Fan's body did not suffer even a little bit of damage.

The might of an Emperor level powerhouse was indeed powerful, but Zhang Fan was at the Honored Rank. This gap made the difference between the two of them like a huge chasm. Ordinary people were simply unable to cross it.

The cutting sound did not last long before it exploded with a bang. Zhang Fan was among it, and even though he was knocked back, he did not appear to have suffered any damage or impact from the energy. At the same time, he was praising Zhang Fan on how his body could be so strong.

This was the first time he felt powerless in this situation. Zhang Fan gave him the feeling that there was no way to defeat him, and he hadn't even used his Martial Spirit yet. Just what was going on?

Just as he was thinking about this, Zhang Fan also sped up.

"The most taboo thing in a competition is distraction, and the consequence is distraction!"

Zhang Fan's voice rang out. As his body sped up, it suddenly became extremely illusionary. In an instant, three to four figures appeared.

Young Master Huo was stunned once again, and a surge of energy went out crazily.

But at this time, two of the figures disappeared, and the real Zhang Fan appeared to his right. A similarly dense wave of energy fluctuated, sending the man directly off the stage.

The faces of the people present all went blank, as if they couldn't believe what had just happened. The battle had just ended, and the people all landed on the white-robed figure at the same time, silently guessing at Zhang Fan's strength.

The expression of the Huo Family's Patriarch, Huo Ting, slightly changed. He sighed and did not say anything else. The luck that he had in his heart from the start had completely shattered.

Zhang Fan glanced at the man who had fallen off the stage before turning around. He looked at the old man and said, "Let the two people behind us go on stage at the same time."

As the sound of his voice faded, everyone present was stunned once again. Was Zhang Fan trying to do something too conceited or was he trying to do something else? However, regardless of which one they were, the feeling they gave off was one of extreme shock.

At this moment, Zhang Fan exuded an aura, as though he was telling everyone that no one could snatch the champion spot away from him.

When the elder in charge of adjudication heard Zhang Fan's words, he was also clearly stunned. His expression more or less changed to one of surprise, but after regaining his senses, he looked to the audience and hesitated before saying, "As for the remaining two, do you both want to fight competitor number 203?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a person rushed over with a hint of anger on his face. 'They've underestimated us, haven't they?'

After this man got on the stage, another man also quickly ran over. It was clear that they had agreed this time.

The old man couldn't help but glance at Zhang Fan. He discovered that Zhang Fan still had an extremely relaxed expression on his face. From this, it wasn't hard to tell that he hadn't said anything big. Just how powerful was Zhang Fan?

He couldn't tell, but he really couldn't. This was also a place that made him feel amazed. In short, the Zhang Fan currently gave off a feeling of extreme power. It was truly strong, and also had a mysterious feel to it.

Just who was this person from? Which sect or which huge clan did he come from?!

Surprised and surprised, the old man also said, "Since that's the case, let the competition begin. If you two are defeated, the two of you will directly enter the battle. The champion will also become Princess Yeyue's fiancé."

As soon as the old man finished speaking, a buzzing sound came up. The two Martial Spirits appeared and rushed towards Zhang Fan at the same time.

The Mystic Moon Empire's Emperor had a strange expression on his face. Zhang Fan's performance was too outstanding. Slowly, admiration appeared in his eyes.

In fact, he had some doubts that the purple-haired man in front of him was Zhang Fan, but after thinking about it for a moment, he realized that it was unlikely. Two years ago, Zhang Fan's strength was only at the fourth rank of a Martial King, so how was it possible for him to surpass the emperor level in such a short amount of time and reach a higher level?

When the three of them came into contact with each other, a huge wave of energy surged out once more. When Huo Qi, who was also the young master that Zhang Fan had defeated, looked up and was surprised to see Zhang Fan and the other two fighting against each other at the same time, but Zhang Fan also didn't use his martial spirit.2

A wry smile gradually appeared on his face. Zhang Fan was truly very strong. He originally thought he was already very strong, but after comparing him to Zhang Fan, he was now on a completely different level.

Zhang Fan controlled the energy extremely precisely. As the Heaven Spring Sword trembled, countless illusory sword images bloomed all around the body, giving off the feeling of an undefeatable war god, making it impossible for people to approach him.

The two of them tried their best to cooperate, but after a long time, their expressions became more and more serious. However, a bitter smile gradually appeared on their faces.

This attack was quite a blow to their confidence. Although Zhang Fan didn't directly attack them, it created another kind of suppression that made them feel as if they were completely out of breath.

Zhang Fan's eyes flickered slightly. It was about time. After all, this was the beginning of a battle of wits, and now it was time for him to take action.

Just as this thought appeared in their minds, Zhang Fan's body charged forward. His speed was extremely fast and was not exaggerated at all. Accompanied by an afterimage, a sharp aura covered their bodies in the next moment.

A sword shadow descended, and as the two fought back, they had no choice but to separate. At this moment, Zhang Fan's purple light became extremely dazzling, as if it was something that would transcend the mortal world.

It was simple. It didn't have the slightest bit of elegance, but it was an extremely ethereal feeling.

A sword was already placed at the neck of one of the men. That cold feeling immediately caused that man to shiver, and he did not dare to move a single inch, as if the next time he moved, he would be completely killed by Zhang Fan.

However, this sword disappeared again very quickly. Zhang Fan put away his sword at this moment and turned around to face another person. That person's body was stiff. He had seen everything, and felt powerless. It was a feeling of helplessness.

The other party seemed to be in control and guessed what they were going to do …

When the sword tip was three inches away from him, it suddenly stopped. At this time, with a "gong" sound, the sword returned to its sheath. This time, Zhang Fan also spoke directly, "You two lost!"

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, the two of them could not help but look at each other and smile bitterly. Just what kind of strength did Zhang Fan have? They were now truly curious. However, they did not inquire about it.

As for the surrounding crowd, when they saw the white figure on the platform, they were all indescribably shocked. After recovering, some of them were still in disbelief, while others were unable to stop themselves from cheering.

At such a young age, he first defeated Huo Qi, then faced two Martial Kings at the same time. What sort of feeling was this? It felt like a dream. And on this foundation, the most fundamental reason was Zhang Fan's age.

If Zhang Fan was old enough, perhaps they wouldn't have that kind of feeling …

"Good, very good!" At this moment, the Mystic Moon Empire's Emperor could not help but stand up, his face was full of smiles. From beginning to end, Zhang Fan's performance had been extremely satisfactory.

Zhang Fan turned around after hearing what was said, and when he looked at the Emperor, he naturally saw the amazement on his face. Zhang Fan turned around after hearing what was said, and when he looked at the Emperor, he naturally saw the amazement on his face.

The smile on the emperor's face deepened when he heard this. "Since you've won the championship, you will be my daughter's fiancé. I wonder if you have any objections to holding the wedding ceremony three days later …"

Zhang Fan was stunned as he heard this. He couldn't help but look in the direction of Yue Yi and discovered that she was already lowering her head. Her expression became even more haggard …

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