"Well, then work hard!" Zhang Fan waved his hand with a smile, and walked towards the front with Ouyang Xian'er.

Looking at the two of them leaving, the complexity in Yueyi's eyes emerged again, and a feeling of extreme discomfort rose from her heart.

After watching the two of them leave far away, Yueyi then withdrew her gaze, took a deep breath, and her eyes turned to the battlefield and waited patiently.

After Zhang Fan took Ouyang Xian'er to the No. 6 battle platform, he stayed with her for a while before turning back towards the No. 3 battle platform. When he was passing No. 4 battle platform, he found an acquaintance again.

His expression fluctuated slightly, but he walked over.

"Miss, you must work hard to get first place!" When Zhang Fan approached, he heard Zi Ling's voice.

"If you win the first place, Young Master Feng Ling will definitely look at you with admiration and fall in love with the lady!"

Zhang Fan was slightly stunned, and a look of embarrassment appeared on his face. He hesitated, coughed dryly, and walked up after he returned to his calmness.

"Ye Xuan, Zi Ling, you guys sign up too!" Zhang Fan tried his best to keep his voice calm.

"Miss, I seem to hear the voice of Mr. Zhang Fan!" Zi Ling said to Ye Xuan with confusion in her eyes, and then looked back and found that Zhang Fan was smiling at the two of them.

"Miss...!" Zi Ling's eyes widened, and she stretched out her little hand and quickly pushed Ye Xuan.

"What's wrong with Zi Ling!" Ye Xuan turned her head and looked at Zi Ling in confusion.

"It's Young Master Feng!" Zi Ling said quickly, and a look of joy couldn't help but appear on her face.

Ye Xuan was stunned after hearing this, and looked up according to Ye Xuan's gaze. When she saw Zhang Fan standing there and looking at them with a smile, she was stunned at first, and her agile eyes first showed off.

Her unbelievable look, after she looked carefully, her eyes couldn't help but turn red, but there was a look of joy on her face, and her voice trembled slightly, "You...you are back!"

"Well, I'm back!" Zhang Fan nodded with a smile and then said, "How are you doing recently?"

"It's pretty good!" Ye Xuan's agile eyes fluctuated again, and a rosy appeared. She lowered her head gently. Is Zhang Fan caring about her?

Zhang Fan looked at Ye Xuan in confusion, and he had to admit that Ye Xuan was actually quite beautiful, with a standard oval face, especially the pink face of her fair little face at this time, which made her look forward to the beauty.

"Are you doing well?" Ye Xuan asked, "I heard from Brother Yueyi that you have something to do and go out!"

"It's pretty good." Zhang Fan also roughly guessed that Ye Xuan might go to inquire about herself without seeing her, and Yueyi, who is often with her, is naturally the first choice.

"That's good!" Ye Xuan nodded slightly, then her lips moved but she didn't know what to say. You know, she had imagined countless times that if Zhang Fan came back, she would say something, even two days ago

He also reviewed it, but now after suddenly seeing Zhang Fan, he felt that his mind was blank and he couldn't remember it at all. He was anxious for a moment and almost fell tears.

"Okay, the game should start soon, come on!" Zhang Fan breathed and said again with a smile.

"Well, then you have to work hard too!" Ye Xuan said as Zhang Fan said, and at this time Zhang Fan waved his hand and walked towards Platform No. 3.

Looking at Zhang Fan's back, Ye Xuan's tears finally couldn't help but fall. How could this happen? She obviously thought about it?

"Miss, why are you crying?" Zi Ling, who was beside her, couldn't help but say anxiously after seeing it.

"I'm fine!" Ye Xuan shook her head gently, stretched out her little hand to wipe her tears, but soon her little face showed a sense of firmness. No matter what, Zhang Fan came back, she waited here for half a year and did not wait in vain, and Zhang Fan

Coming back also means she has the opportunity, and she can definitely catch Zhang Fan.

After Zhang Fan arrived at the No. 3 Battle Station, he saw that there were a lot of people there, and he knew in his heart that people who visited should be mixed with the competition.

After staying there for a while, an old man walked towards this direction. In an instant, the crowd surged and automatically made way for the old man. After the old man stepped onto the battlefield, his eyes scanned the audience and then the old voice sounded:

"I am the mentor in charge of the No. 3 battle platform. I will explain the rules here. No one can kill the battle platform. In addition, those who are absolutely not capable of leap off the battle platform will automatically jump off the battle platform. In addition, cherish every opportunity, because it is a knockout match now.

, Unless you can get the first place in this battle stage, you can enter the 10th round-robin round!"

"In addition, the competition method is to draw numbers, so let's start now!"

As the calm voice fell, he walked straight to a dead corner on the edge of the battlefield. There was a table there. Between the old man's hands, a box appeared in the palm of his hand, and after putting it on the table, he stretched out his hand

Take out two numbers directly from inside, raise your head and say, "308 vs. 324!"

As the old man's voice sounded, two figures jumped onto the battle stage.

"Let's start!" The old man didn't waste his time and said calmly again.

As the old man finished speaking, two rays of light were released instantly. With the arrival of the martial soul, they rushed towards the opponent directly. At the moment when the two were in contact, a burst of energy also shook from the two of them.

The fluctuating energy, like the ripples of sleep, was clearly visible, rippling around like ripples.

Perhaps this is a newcomer's game, and Zhang Fan seems to think it is extremely simple. If it were him, he could now have many ways to subdue his opponent.

At this time, Zhang Fan forgot his eyes to the other platforms, and found that all the battle platforms had begun to compete. He had no choice but to let out a sigh of relief. Zhang Fan waited patiently.

The key strength of winning in a newcomer battle competition is put aside first, and the most important things are martial arts, martial souls and weapons. If it were Zhang Fan, one of them would be added here is skill. Sometimes,

Seize the right opportunity. Even if you are weaker, you can still kill or subdue the opponent.

Of course, this is just a newcomer. If you really get a duel between experts, it will be a battle against time. Sometimes, if you compare one point to your opponent, you may kill your opponent. Although the skills are also there.

But it became a little subtle.

Speed? Skills? He was a compulsory course in his previous life. Maybe he couldn't be called the strongest, but he must have fought to break through the limit, because every time he broke through one limit, a brand new limit is ushered in again, but one limit after another is also

It will become increasingly difficult.

While Zhang Fan was thinking, a harsh but low voice sounded. Looking up, he found that one of the men was hit by another man and flew out, falling heavily on the battlefield, but he was victorious.

The man was definitely not feeling well, gasping heavily, with fine beads of sweat on his forehead.

"324 win!" Cang's voice did not fluctuate any fluctuations, dividing the two numbers, winning the left and losing the right.

The face of the victorious person showed a look of surprise, and although the face of the defeated person was a little disappointed, he didn't say much, supporting his body and walking off the battlefield.

"Next group, 304 vs 320!" The old man pulled out a pair of numbers again, and the old man's slightly indifferent voice sounded again.

As the old man's voice fell, two more men walked onto the battle stage. With a sound of sound, the martial soul instantly merged into the two of them with a trembling light, and then shouted softly and galloped towards the opponent.

Twenty minutes later, accompanied by the old voice, the winner and the outcome were decided again. After distinguishing the two numbers, the next group was selected.

As the battle continued, it was Zhang Fan's turn to take the stage just as it was almost noon.

The same man who fought with him was holding a weapon in his right hand. After he went on stage, he had a proud look on his face, and that look did not see Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan's expression was not moved at all at this time. Even when the old man shouted out the beginning, Zhang Fan still maintained his previous posture.

"Hmph!" A cold snorted, and as a light flowed, a beast soul emerged, was stored in the body by the man. With the rise of energy, the man rushed towards Zhang Fan directly, and the speed was quite fast

of.

The man raised his right hand, and the sharp aura instantly enveloped Zhang Fan. The distance was getting closer and closer. Zhang Fan stared at the man tightly. While his eyes narrowed slightly, there was a faint light flashing inside, between the two of them.

When the difference was less than two meters, the energy on the man's body instantly surged. Just as he made a move, the dazzling purple light was like the rising tomorrow. At that moment, he couldn't help blinking his eyes.

This eye-catching look lasted for less than a second, but in this second, a cold feeling came from his neck, and his body rushing forward suddenly stopped. He turned his head and saw a long sword.

, on his neck, the cold breath was so cold that he couldn't help but chill. He looked up at Zhang Fan and looked at the mountain with cold eyes.

"You lost!"

The three extremely simple words, but like a heavy hammer, hit his heart hard, and a look of incredible emerged. Now he realized something, because he had always thought about what to use.

The same method defeated Zhang Fan.

But what he didn't expect was that as soon as the game started, he lost, and even lost, he was a little puzzled, so the result was obviously difficult for him to accept.

Not only was he stunned, but the people around him were also stunned. Zhang Fan was moving quickly, giving them the feeling that he had already pulled out the sword. After that, the man rushed up by himself, and then stopped there and died?
Chapter completed!