Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

In the early morning of the next day, a large number of monks had already gathered at the Huaguang Martial Arts Association, and they found a good place early to watch the battle.

Knowing that this day is the final match between Ye Chen and Lan Yu, all the people present became interested and wanted to see what the final battle would be like.

"Today is about to usher in the ultimate battle between Ye Chen and Lan Yu. Let us wait and see which of the two is stronger."

The elder on the high platform changed his voice, and said again: "Next, let's watch the ranking competition among the top fifty monks."

"In the first match, Huang Cheng will play against Li Song."

After the words fell, the two monks slowly stepped onto the ring, and after bowing their hands and saluting each other, they began to fight.

At this time, everyone below felt that they had been cheated. They clearly came for the ultimate battle, but it turned out that these motley monks were pecking at each other.

Off the court, some people have already started to meditate with their eyes closed and adjust their breath. After seeing the performance of Ye Chen and Xuan Xin and other powerful people, the battles of these ordinary monks have become more and more boring.

On the arena, there were bursts of metal groaning from the collision of swords and swords, but the monks ranked between [-] and [-] usually used the martial arts that Nan Litian commonly used, and there was not much novelty.

"Huang Chengsheng!"

"Liu Yusheng!"

In the audience, some people were resting their eyes with their eyes closed, some were chatting, and they were really engrossed. They were all low-level people who wanted to learn some practical skills from them, but most of them were deserting.

Until Lan Yu's figure gradually appeared in everyone's sight, just when he came to the scene, he attracted everyone's attention.

"Hey, Senior Brother No. [-] Holy Land is here. As we all know, his strength is recognized as strong, and he looks good today."

"I guess he must be very confident in today's game."

"But I think the ultimate winner today will be Marven Ye. There is no reason, just out of intuition."

As soon as these words came out, although they were very subtle mixed in the noisy voices, they were heard by many disciples of the First Holy Land.

Many disciples looked at the monk one after another, making him somewhat uncomfortable.

The monk quickly said again: "Pretend I didn't say anything, pretend I didn't say anything."

While everyone was still discussing, a green luan flew from above.

Seeing this Qingluan, she knew without thinking that it was the little princess Kong Linger.

Only Kong Linger who dared to control the spirit beast to fly over the Huaguang Wuhui without being blocked was the only one who could do it.

It is no secret that Kong Shengzun is the strongest in Nanlitian, but he is very fond of his youngest daughter. Almost everyone in Nanlitian knows it.

And this exclusive privilege is only enjoyed by Kong Linger.

Looking closer, there were not just one person standing on Qingluan's back, there were three in total.

Besides Kong Linger, Ye Chen and Xuan Xin were also there.

"What's the situation? Could it be that Kong Linger has a special relationship with Ye Chen?"

"It's hard to say. It's said that this little princess is naughty by nature, but she has a pure personality. She won't be fooled by this kid, right?"

"It seems to me quite possible."

Hearing this whispered discussion, the disciples of the First Holy Land looked over one after another.

"You'd better be honest with your mouth, and beware of misfortune coming out of your mouth!"

A disciple issued a warning.

At this point, everyone stopped talking and turned to chatting about other things.

Now the two protagonists of the final battle have entered the arena one after another, but the battle on the ring is not over yet, it's just that no one is paying attention.

Someone said loudly to the ring: "Hurry up, hurry up and make room after the fight."

"Just because of you weak chickens, how much time was delayed in the finals?"

Someone in the arena couldn't take it any longer, so they gave up defending on the spot and exchanged injuries for injuries.

When the elders on the high platform saw the scene below, they glanced at each other with embarrassment on their faces.

An old man in yellow stood up and said: "Everyone, please be calm and calm. The battle between Lan Yu and Ye Chen still needs to be prepared for a while, and it will start at noon."

Hearing these words, the monks in the spectator seats finally fainted.

There is still an hour and a half before noon, such a long time is enough to run an internal skill for three or four cycles.

However, the dozen or so monks on the field seemed to be unable to withstand the pressure, and they fought quickly one after another, abruptly finishing all the arena battles an hour earlier.

During the next free period, we can't let everyone take a break. Let's watch a song and dance conference. Several elders talked with each other and decided to start the final battle ahead of schedule.

"Everyone, today's final battle is about to begin, Lan Yu and Ye Chen are invited to prepare to play."

After the voice fell, the atmosphere at the scene finally became a little lively. The battle that everyone was looking forward to was about to begin.

Just as Ye Chen was about to step onto the ring, Kong Linger came up to him and patted him on the shoulder.

The little princess pouted and said, "I'm not allowed to lose this match, or you will have a hard time after entering the Holy Land."

Hearing this sentence, Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled awkwardly.

"Don't worry, I will succeed in no time."

"That's good, I've placed a big bet on you, come on!"

Ye Chen nodded slightly, he glanced at Xuan Xin beside him, his face was very calm, as if nothing happened.

He said, "You don't want to express?"

Xuan Xin said softly: "You never let me down, don't you?"

Seeing two beautiful women cheering Ye Chen up at the same time, Lan Yu was immediately furious.

Fortunately, there were many disciples from the Holy Land cheering for him, which made his heart a little more balanced.

He stepped onto the ring first and scolded angrily: "Are you going to fight or not? If you are afraid, just admit defeat quickly, don't waste time."

As soon as his voice fell, Ye Chen's figure appeared in the ring.

"The dog with the broken spine dares to bark and bark in public, looking for a beating!"

Hearing this sentence, Lan Yu immediately thought of the last fight between the two of them, and when he thought of this, he became very angry.

That experience has become a shame he doesn't want to face.

"Look at the sword!"

Lan Yu quickly drew out the long sword, swung a sword, and the sword came out immediately, like the rays of the sun piercing through the Changhong.

Ye Chen didn't panic at all, and easily dodged the sharp sword with a dodge, leaving only a phantom in place, then quickly circled around, and hit Lan Yu's back with a palm.

Lan Yu quickly opened the distance, and the meridian has been blocked at this time, so the move is inferior.

He gritted his teeth, and then his aura surged, causing the surrounding void to distort, a vision of heaven and earth, and a thunder light suddenly appeared in the clear sky.

Everyone below stared wide-eyed, it turned out to be a divine technique.