Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

The audience fell silent for an instant.

The calm words were not loud, but they were extremely solid, as if they were blessed by soul power.

From the center of the ring, it spread like ripples around the arena, affecting the entire arena.

The voice echoed in the minds of tens of thousands of spectators, their mouths hanging open.

He looked at the banished youth standing tall and tall on the ring in disbelief, wondering if he heard wrongly.

The three vassal kings and the players from all the teams present all had their eyes widened.

I just felt that the scene in front of me was too incredible.

"boom!"

After a brief period of silence, the crowd immediately exploded.

"Oh my God!"

"What's going on."

"Auxiliary wants to challenge all the masters?"

"It's so crazy. I'm going to die or I'm really confident!"

"This...he is obviously an assistant, why is he so confident?"

Li Xukun temporarily forgot about the pain and stared directly at Luo Fanchen on the stage.

Really shocked.

He has not forgotten what the other party just said, but if Qianlong City wants to make a comeback.

You have to be the only one player in the individual challenge and win ten games in a row without losing.

No one has been able to do it since the inception of the Tri-City Fight.

Who is not a genius?

Ye Longhe, Yang Meng, Miao Teng'er and others looked at each other in confusion.

"Stop talking, you four bastards, just stand still."

"Just quietly watch the master's performance."

Ye Youling rolled her eyes and raised her white and slender middle finger.

"Ah... are we a trap?" Ye Longhe was confused.

Ye Xi shook her head and sighed softly: "You really underestimate Brother Luo too much."

"None of what he said before was a lie."

Ye Longhe and others were shocked, "Thirty-level assistant, killing the Soul Sect is like killing a chicken?"

"This is impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible."

This time, Li Xukun did not dare to speak out because of the cuckold on his head.

It has been verified that one of Luo Fanchen's words is correct.

The eyes of the three vassal kings sitting on top were all focused on Luo Fanchen.

Regardless of their mentality, they were all disturbed by the other party.

King Yan laughed and said: "It's so insulting to treat all the opponents, hahaha."

"Arrogant, too arrogant, this kid is so interesting."

"I'm really curious about what trump card he has."

"However, Qianlong City only scored one point in the first round, so it is absolutely impossible to make a comeback."

King Lei looked gloomy: "How dare he, he is looking for death."

"Ye Tianwu, is this kid mentally abnormal? That's why he dared to provoke me before."

Ye Tianwu was speechless.

He was so angry now that he wanted to stand up and point at Luo Fanchen and scold him.

I tried my best to protect you from getting hurt.

No more grades, no more secret opportunities.

So you went up to get beaten up by yourself?

Are you asking for a fight? You are asking for torture and education clearly written on your face.

Ye Tianwu felt that his teammates could not carry him, so he sighed.

"Little ancestor, this has nothing to do with dad. He went up by himself."

"So tough."

Ye Xiying stared at the man on the ring intently, her peach blossom eyes sparkling.

Ye Tianwu's heart twitched again: "Daughter, if something happens to him, don't let it get to you."

"It's not worth it for an outsider."

Ye Xiying turned a deaf ear to everything.

She liked the fearless and tough-guy demeanor that men occasionally displayed.

It doesn’t matter what kind of princess or demon emperor you are.

As long as you offend me, you will do whatever you want.

The referee felt it was necessary to remind: "Player Luo, have you... forgotten that you are a support?"

Luo Fanchen asked back: "Is it against the rules to assist on stage?"

"That's not it."

Usually in individual challenges, lots are drawn to determine which force will be the first to come up. After all, whoever comes up first will definitely suffer.

Not only fighting in advance, but also being restrained by the team sent later.

So no one wants to suffer this loss.

Putting aside the fact that Luo Fanchen is an assistant.

His move can be regarded as putting his team at a disadvantage in the beginning, which is similar to the way he started in Tianyuan in Go.

The referee said seriously: "The individual competition is not a child's play. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Luo Fanchen moved his eyes away from the referee and glanced at the Tianlei City team down the field.

The tone is calm.

"I am invincible, you can do whatever you want."

"boom!"

The scene exploded again, and Luo Fanchen became a hot topic in the audience.

"Insanity."

A loud shout sounded from the audience.

The ground shook and lightning burst out.

"boom."

A burly and strongly dressed purple-haired young man suddenly jumped onto the ring and stared at Luo Fanchen angrily, as if Kunpeng had been provoked by a swimming fish.

The masses knew him.

Rukawa Electric, Level 41, Martial Spirit: Purple Electric Eel.

"How can a defeated general dare to speak bravely?"

"The sword is not sharp and the horse is too thin. You are just a level 30 support person. What are you going to do to fight me?"

Luo Fanchen stared at him with deep black eyes, without replying, and asked the referee:

"can we start."

The referee nodded, flew up, and struck a golden gong in his hand with his hammer.

"clang--"

"Teng!"

Luo Fanchen's soul power surged, and red light swam behind him.

The arena trembled slightly as he stepped on it.

Like a humanoid ferocious beast, it exploded from the spot, leaving a footprint on the tungsten ground.

Bringing up the afterimage of the strong wind, he shuttled across the arena in an instant and quickly approached Rukawa Den.

"you……"

Rukawa Denden stared, shocked by the power that the other party exploded.

He quickly summoned a purple electric eel with flashing scales, possessed by a martial spirit.

Yellow, yellow, purple, and purple, four soul rings rise up.

He anxiously activated his fourth soul skill, and eighteen purple lightning eels shot out from his palm to block Luo Fanchen.

"Thunder Eels Dance."

"I'll ride on the horse and let you dance!"

Luo Fanchen shouted fiercely, and the power of the five elements of Qilin circulated in his body.

From bottom to top, punch out.

Instantly shattering all the thunder eels, the lightning splashed around and hit Rukawa Den's chest.

"Crack..."

Rukawa Den was bleeding profusely, his chest collapsed and his bones shattered.

The whole person was blasted directly into the sky.

The soul light collapsed and shattered, and the martial soul's possession was violently released.

"boom!"

He slapped the ground hard, and Luo Fanchen raised his foot and stepped on his back.

Smoke and dust shook between the stream of electricity and the ground.

The whole place was dead silent.

Only the smoke and dust dissipated with the gentle breeze.

The people's eyes widened.

The players from the three teams were all dumbfounded.

The three vassal kings all looked moved, and they all looked at Luo Fanchen in shock.

"Cough-cough-"

Rukawa Dian coughed strenuously, his eyes filled with disbelief, and he raised his index finger to point at Luo Fanchen.

"You...you...how could you..."

"Noisy."

Luo Fanchen frowned, turned his feet, and kicked Liu Chuandian on the waist.

The whole person immediately flew out like a dead dog.

It hit the team in Tianlei City heavily and fell in front of the arrogant and domineering team members.

The audience couldn't bear it anymore and screamed in surprise.

"Fuck."

"Ok?"

"You call this support?"

"A level 30 auxiliary who didn't even activate his martial spirit killed the genius soul sect!"

"Have you seen that Rukawa Denden's thousand-year soul skill can be broken with just one punch?"

Luo Fanchen pressed his empty hand.

As if he had an invisible aura, the people in the audience suddenly fell silent, curious about what he wanted.

Luo Fanchen's eyes were calm and he didn't take the last victory to heart.

It was as if he had just slaughtered a pheasant.

"Next,"

"Come up."