super hate ring

Chapter 320
It is precisely because I feel that the general weapons of the city are garbage, such as laser bombs, which are too large to bring in, so I gradually ignore the urban weapons.

Jiang Fan smiled slightly, and continued: "As for the intentional killing, I would like to ask you, Old Dog Lin, did your dog eyes see that our four senior brothers in Nanguo Temple were killed? One junior did not utter a word of begging for mercy. He was killed, and a senior brother rolled off the ring and was pierced to death by a dart. Has Nanguo Temple ever said that he intentionally killed someone?

A competition is a competition, if you can't afford to lose, you get out, the rules are set by you, and you kill people first, now you are justified, do you still want to show some embarrassment? "

"You..." Lin Zifang's white-bearded old man looked at Jiang Fan, his face flushed with anger.

"What's the matter? Can you announce who wins and who loses?" Jiang Fan shouted to the host who was standing there dumbfounded.

Lin Zifang's face was terribly green, if it wasn't for Fashan's old bald donkey, he would have made a move a long time ago, but now he can't stand up, and if he makes a move to attract Fashan's attack, the consequences will be unpredictable, so he can only swallow his anger.

"This match can be declared Zhang Xueting's victory, but from now on, no hot weapons are allowed to appear in the ring. If anyone violates the rules, he will be executed on the spot." Lin Zifang said angrily.

If Hot Weapon can still play in the future, it will add another variable, how will my future plan be carried out, as for Zhang Xueting, she will only advance to the top 32. The mountains are high and the road is far away, so she can't help but not die.

"That's right, hot weapons are not banned, it's our negligence, Zhang Xueting will win this game, but if he indulges in it, and brings laser bombs, missiles, and even nuclear bombs in the future, then how will we proceed in the competition? There are still fears about weapons, which is not conducive to the healthy development of the ancient martial arts world.

From now on, hot weapons will be banned. What's your opinion? "Jiang Shuiyue said to all the warriors.

"I have no objection. Hot weapons are only used by rubbish. It is a disgrace to the ancient martial arts world." Zhang Mo was the first to agree.

Other warriors also agreed, not only because of the Lin family, but also because what Jiang Shuiyue said made sense, if hot weapons could appear in the arena, it would definitely be detrimental to the competition in the ancient martial arts world, which is reasonable.

Jiang Fan smiled, but did not speak. Jiang Shuiyue announced loudly that from now on, hot weapons are prohibited, otherwise they will be killed on the spot.

The order of the game was restored again, Lin Zifang's plan was continued, and the other sects didn't feel much. I'm afraid the only sect that ate the yellow lotus was the sect of the old man with the white beard.

His proud disciple was shot to death inexplicably like this?How does this make him happy?How can he go back to the sect to explain?

The white-bearded old man hated Jiang Fan and Nanguo Temple, and at the same time hated Lin Zifang. If the Lin family hadn't forced him to take action against Nanguo Temple and Jingshuimen, how could the sect's proud disciples have suffered such a disaster.

Being shared by the Lin family, Jiang Fan only got [-] points of hatred, equivalent to [-] points.

"The next round of competition will be defended by Monk Jingse from Nanguo Temple."

Jiang Fan walked up to the ring gracefully, attracting everyone's attention. What all warriors want to see most this afternoon is Jiang Fan's competition, to see how this young monk who has been openly fighting against the Lin family died.

Lin Zifang, who had kept his eyes closed all the time, opened his eyes, and the white-bearded old man also looked at Jiang Fan with hatred, waiting for Jiang Fan to be killed in the ring.

Jiang Fan carried the jug up the steps and was about to step onto the ring. After thinking about it, he turned around and threw the jug back. Like the last round, Qian Tingyi took it.

There was a commotion in the audience, Jiang Fan didn't drink, it was the early stage of the Xuan class, and it was the early stage of the Xuan class with no moves. Although with Lin Wu's lesson, no one at the Huang class dared to challenge Jiang Fan, but the Xuan class was eager to try.

As soon as Jiang Fan stood on the ring, the audience was boiling, and there was a humming sound with a strong inner voice, and everyone turned their heads to see if it was Lin Qiutang.

Lin Qiutang snorted, and all the fighters understood what he meant, that Lin Qiutang wanted to kill Jiang Fan himself.

And Lin Qiutang is also fully qualified for this. Last year, Lin Qiutang performed amazingly and killed people by leapfrogging. Judging from the first two rounds, Lin Qiutang's cultivation has reached the middle stage of the Xuan class, and his strength is by no means inferior to the late stage of the Xuan class.

Ordinary Xuan level late stage warriors, such as the warrior who fought against Zhang Xueting just now, are not Lin Qiutang's opponent at all.

Lin Qiutang, Wang Weizhan, and Hua Wuxue are the three with the highest cultivation levels among the remaining challengers. To kill Jiang Fan, it must be one of them.

The other fighters stopped moving, and watched Lin Qiutang fly up to the ring with his sword in hand. The martial artists all looked at Lin Qiutang enviously. Although Jiang Fan danced very well, his cultivation was not high, and he didn't have any moves. It was nothing. quota.

If it weren't for the powerful Lin family, other warriors would never give in.

"I finally let you meet me. Originally, you were doomed, but the elder told me to let you live. Don't blame me for not giving you a chance. If you hand over the formula of seven insects and seven flowers poison and the double repair snake, then kneel down and beg for mercy." , I’ll let you go.” Lin Qiutang didn’t even bother to draw his sword, and looked at Jiang Fan with disdain.

Thinking of Lin Xiaofan's death, Lin Xiaomo's poisoning, and Lin Wu's death were all caused by Jiang Fan, Lin Qiutang wished he could tear Jiang Fan's body to pieces.

"I don't know how the Shuangxiu Snake is on me? You are so smart, but I guess you are going to bring this secret to the Palace of the King of Hades." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

"Don't eat a toast and eat a fine drink."

With a flash of cold light, Lin Qiutang immediately drew out his sword. The speed at which the sword was drawn shocked many earth-level warriors present. This was not at all like the speed of a black-level warrior.

That Lin Wu's swordsmanship is so fast, compared to Lin Qiutang's, it's a scumbag. The Lin family is worthy of being the number one sect in Shennongjia, and there are really many powerful disciples under the sect.

It seems that Lin Qiutang is not yet 20 years old. Now such a middle-level Xuan-level leapfrog murderer will be another Lin Feijian in the future. If this continues, the gap between the Lin family and the other sects will only become wider and wider.

Lin Zifang watched Lin Wu make a move with satisfaction. For the clumsy Jiang Fan at such a speed, only one move was needed.

That's right, Lin Zifang guessed right, only one trick is needed.

"Huh"

At the same time that Lin Qiutang was making a move, Jiang Fan flew over in the air and threw a stick at Lin Qiutang. Everyone, including Lin Qiutang himself, didn't think the stick could hit him, but just like Lin Wu, the diamond stick hit the ground firmly On Lin Qiutang's head.

"嗙嗙嗙嗙."

The beating started again in the arena, exactly the same as the morning match, Lin Qiutang's cultivation level was dozens of times higher than Lin Wu's, but he still ended up in the same end, being beaten by Jiang Fan with a diamond stick.

Lin Zifang, Jiang Shuiyue stood up at the same time, the disciples of the Lin family looked at the arena in surprise, all the warriors stared wide-eyed, only Fashan and others closed their eyes and rested their minds, they knew this was the result.

"嗙嗙嗙嗙."

As if Monkey King was possessed, Jiang Fan kept beating Lin Qiutang with a stick. Lin Qiutang didn't say a word, and rolled on the ring to avoid the beating, but he was still beaten badly.

This is the case again, and he does not admit defeat.

How can Lin Zifang not know that there is something weird, Jiang Fan should have hidden his cultivation, and even his moves, but this is not the time to think about these things, Lin Qiutang is about to be beaten to death.

"Kang Dang"

Lin Zifang was full of momentum, and the table in front of him flew out and smashed into pieces on the square.

"Abbot help, old dog Lin is going to kill me."

Jiang Fan on the stage yelled, knocked Lin Qiutang away with a stick, and flew to Fashan's position. Lin Zifang's palm was facing Lin Qiutang, but it was too late to stop Lin Qiutang, and Lin Qiutang was smashed by Lin Zifang's palm.

The audience was shocked, Lin Qiutang's flesh and blood rained down.

"Abbot, save me." Jiang Fan shouted behind Fashan, and at the same time, his magic power was released, covering Lin Zifang with his own aura.

"The mid-term power of the prefecture level."

All the warriors were horrified, and Lin Zifang had to stop, glaring at Fashan.

No one would believe that Jiang Fan is at the prefecture level, and Qian Tingyi's prefecture level cultivation base has just been promoted, which is not known to the world, and no one knows that Qian Tingyi is now at the second floor of the prefecture level.

It is impossible for ancient warriors to advance to the prefecture level at Jiang Fan's age. Lin Feijian is awesome enough, and he is not in the late stage of Xuan level.

What's more, the current aura is indeed in the middle of the prefecture level, and everyone will only think that it is emanating from Fashan.

This is the first time that Fashan has revealed his cultivation. If there were still people who didn't believe it before, they are completely convinced now.

Only Qian Tingyi and other Nanguo Temple people wondered how Jiang Fan could suddenly exude such a powerful aura when he was obviously at the first level of the earth?
Of course, Jiang Fan would not tell them that his magic power has reached the middle stage of the prefecture level, and his physical power is no more than the third level of the prefecture level. If he fights Lin Zifang in his current state, his yang energy and health will not be able to support him. defeat.

But that's enough.

Lin Zifang's chest kept rising and falling, and he looked at Fashan fiercely: "Old bald donkey, do you have to stand up for this little bald donkey?"

"Why the hell did you talk to my abbot? You Lin family can kill my monks from Nanguo Temple, but I will kill you bastard grandson. There is no such reason in the world.

If you want to fight, come here, if you want to kill me, hurry up, don't compare yourself there. " Jiang Fan yelled to Lin Zifang, clutching Fashan's cassock with both hands, not daring to show it from behind Fashan's back.

"You... well, Nanguo Temple has one, let's wait and see."

Lin Zifang turned around and walked up the steps, now he can't take advantage of it, let alone the reason is not on his side, Lin Zifang can only swallow his anger, stepping on the gravel of Lin Qiutang, every step he takes, Lin Zifang's hatred increases.

The other disciples of the Lin family hated Jiang Fan even more. Lin Feijian and Lin Xiao looked at Jiang Fan and hated why they were not ranked in the bottom 32.

Both of them are invincible fighters below the prefecture level. No matter how much Jiang Fan hides his cultivation, it is impossible to advance to the prefecture level. As long as he makes a move by himself, Jiang Fan will undoubtedly die.

Jiang Fan's hatred value task progress has accumulated to 40.

(End of this chapter)