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

After a brief silence,

The venue erupted with gasps and shouts of surprise.

"Fuck?"

"Three eyes?"

"He actually has three spiritual pupils? And this one seems to be more powerful than the first two spiritual pupils."

"What kind of old man is this?"

"We've already reached the quarter-finals, and yet we can still hide our trump cards. This is so damn shameful!!!"

"Well, how many trump cards does this guy have hidden? Is there any end to them?"

All the bald team members in Twilight City looked at each other, and the bald captain was confused:

"This...isn't this our ultimate move?"

"Captain! The brightness of his third eye seems to be stronger than our ultimate move."

The bald captain said speechlessly: "Remove the word "like"."

He seemed to have an epiphany and murmured to himself: "Is this the correct way to open this move? The main purpose is a plot, no, it is to surprise."

High in the sky, the eyes of all the big guys flashed with astonishment.

It seems that Luo Fanchen did not expect that the situation of the battle would be reversed like this.

"boom!!"

The leader of the Panlong Sect stood up suddenly and stared down, paying attention to his son's injury.

Although he is an evil beast, his sin does not lead to death!

"Hey-"

Meng Shang's chest was collapsed, his flesh and blood were blurred, and his flat white silk pants were stained by dust mixed with blood. He covered his bleeding eyes and rolled around on the ground wailing.

"As long as he doesn't die."

Meng Buliu, who loved his son deeply, breathed a sigh of relief, and took a deep look at Luo Fan in the distance with the unicorn pattern on his back and the radiant eyes between his brows, and felt good about him.

The opponent showed mercy in the end, and the whip leg sweep obviously stopped working at the last moment.

Otherwise, he could kick the gangster's liver alive.

"Whoosh!"

A green lotus beam hit Meng Shang, and his wounds quickly scabbed and stopped bleeding.

"Fuck!"

"Killing and killing people?"

"Is this guy healing my opponent again?"

The audience was stunned by Luo Fanchen's act, but they didn't know that Luo Fanchen had been watching the reaction of the gangster above with his peripheral vision. There was no need to offend people randomly just because he had a backer.

The main focus of this treatment is a wave of human connection.

Meng Shang tremblingly got up from the ground, struggled to open a pair of blood-filled eyes, and said sadly:

"you……"

"Are you humiliating me!!"

Luo Fanchen pointed to the sky between his eyebrows: "I admit that I had the element of a sneak attack just now."

"If you don't accept it, I will cure you and we can continue."

After that, Luo Fanchen couldn't help but used Qinglian to directly wave three healing beams, hitting Meng Shang's body, and everyone in the audience went numb.

"That's outrageous."

"Today was really a stab in the butt, and it opened my eyes."

"After beating the person, treat him, and then continue beating him. Are you the living king of hell?"

This operation directly defeated the little black men and trolls in Yanjing City, Drizzle City, and Kuangyan City. They had already thought about how to slander and spread rumors about Luo Fanchen.

In the competition, he made a despicable move and released his third eye to plot, so that he could defeat Meng Shang by chance.

These people who wanted to wrongly accuse Luo Fanchen all knew how wronged he was, but they felt relieved and relieved that they could tarnish the reputation of a genius.

result……

Luo Fanchen seemed to see through the mood of these little black men and didn't give them a chance to show off.

After the treatment, I will cure you. If you don’t accept it, I will start again.

I have to beat you until you are convinced.

The black men who have always been "stigmatized" as invincible fighters feel depressed in their chests and have encountered the biggest enemy in their lives.

"Hoo... hoo!!!"

Meng Shang's pupils were filled with blood, his eyes were ferocious, his chest was shaking violently, he was gasping for breath, and he clenched his fists tightly, obviously he was extremely angry.

"He's angry!"

"Young Master Rogue is about to explode!!!"

All Heizi, as well as the originally desperate people of Rock Prison City, felt a light of hope in their hearts.

"Luo, Fan, Chen!!"

Meng Shang yelled with all his strength: "Do you really think I'm stupid?"

"If you beat me once, you won't remember it. I have to go up and be beaten a second time by you?"

"Referee, I surrender!!!"

"Um???"

The audience in Rock Prison City and all the black men were dumbfounded for a moment, with question marks on their faces.

Meng Shang's urgent roar continued to be heard from the arena:

"referee!!"

"Are you deaf? You should announce it quickly, this guy is coming."

The entire audience was stunned.

The burly and terrifying devil muscleman looked like he was about to be raped in the ring, shouting in a panic. This scene was not too eye-catching.

His special male fans covered their faces and collapsed, crying:

"Young Master Mengshang, what about your unruly behavior before?"

"Didn't you say that you should break mountains when you encounter them, move forward bravely, and conquer everything with your fists?"

"Do not--"

On the high platform, the gangster nods approvingly.

He was a little relieved that Nizi had no superiors and was struggling without any brains.

Meng Buliu suddenly noticed that the bosses around him were looking at him strangely, and his heart skipped a beat. He dug his toes into the ground and covered his face with his hands. Youzi was so embarrassed to see others.

"Qianlong City, Luo Fanchen wins!!"

"Let us congratulate the four players who have entered the semi-finals and enter the peak finals format after the break."

After the referee and emcee announced their voices, Meng Shang felt relieved and his muscles relaxed.

Only by fighting this guy in person can you know how terrifying the opponent is.

No matter how much power he exerts, Luo Fanchen will respond with as much power as if there is no limit. You must know that he is born with divine power, and the opponent is too scary.

It doesn't matter if he is very strong, he also has one more eye than a normal person when riding a horse.

Isn’t this bullying? !

The strong and burly Meng Shang became more and more aggrieved and uncomfortable as he thought about it. He wanted to go home and cry secretly to his mother.

"Tap...tap!"

Familiar footsteps sounded, and Meng Shang trembled.

He suddenly looked up and found Luo Fanchen walking towards him: "Don't come over!!"

"My dad is watching from above!"

Luo Fanchen's mouth twitched, why did this guy speak so much like a primary school student?

Brother, please don’t block me after school. My dad will pick me up at the school gate today!

"Get out of the way, I'll get off the ring!"

Meng Shang turned around and saw that his toes were on the ground in embarrassment.

Luo Fanchen passed by him and whispered:

"To be honest, I still like your unruly look before."

"You!" Meng Shang was angry.

Luo Fanchen glanced downward and sighed:

"This is a disease that needs to be cured."

"I have a good recipe here to help you regain your glory. If you need it, you can come to me."

Meng Shang roared: "Oh, I don't understand what you are talking about!"

"Oh, why are you withering at such a young age?" Luo Fanchen shook his head and left.

"A bunch of nonsense."

Meng Shang held his head high and snorted, proudly walking down the ring.

My heart has been stimulated and I cry like a fierce dog, breaking my defense.

Are you envious of the natural strength of your muscles? In exchange for the strength of the chicken.

He glanced at Luo Fanchen's back imperceptibly.

"Secret recipe?"

The top four were all announced, and lots were drawn in separate games, using a special competition system to compete for the final top three. There was absolutely nothing fishy about the top three.

During the draw, the audience still had not recovered from the quarterfinals.

"The third place last time, Young Master Meng Shang actually lost, defeated by the unknown person from Qianlong City!"

"What an unknown person! He is now the champion captain of the Canglong Empire Team Competition, the top four in the Empire Individual Competition, and can even reach the top three."

"Qianlong City has really risen to prominence this year thanks to a support team."

"and many more!"

"If you hadn't told me, I would have almost forgotten that this guy is an auxiliary."

"Zhuo, it's so crazy these days. Two assistants have reached the top four, and Luo Fanchen, the assistant, can fight against an aggressive soul master?"

"It's so dreamy. All three eyes are out. This guy must have no trump card this time."

"Thanks to this guy, he is just a support person. If he is equipped with an offensive martial spirit, he will be so awesome!!"

When Luo Fanchen was mentioned, the audience was so shocked that they could only say "f*ck".

As for the gentlemen of the Imperial City, as well as most of the dog betting audience, their hearts were as sharp as a knife and their expressions were crazy and numb.

"Meng Shang didn't make it to the semi-finals!"

"It's over, it's over."

They spent all their money on betting, and the three of them defeated Ye Wudao and made it to the semi-finals.

As a result, the gangster was gone, and all the money lost was lost.

On the high platform, Lin Dingtian's eyes were narrowed and wide open, and he was already shining brightly.

Just like a dung beetle sees Ollie, a panda sees a basin of milk.

"Sixth!"

"The real sixth child."

"This kid is so good at hiding, this sect leader needs this kind of talent!!!"

The mad king couldn't hold back his face and scolded him repeatedly: "Despicable, this kid is so despicable."

The Rain King looked gloomy: "This guy has hidden so many tricks and his thoughts are too deep. The empire must be on guard."

The two made heart-breaking remarks to destroy Luo Fanchen's impression in the minds of the big bosses.

"Tibetan?"

King Tianwu smiled heartily and said: "What King Yu said is really unjust. It's not that my boy can hide it. It's because your team members fell before we even exerted our strength."

King Yan nodded from the side and praised: "If you want to blame it, it's because your team members are too weak. You like to make a fuss and use other people's basic attacks as ultimate moves."

Mad King and Rain King were speechless, their fingers trembling with anger, and they were speechless.

"What are you proud of!"

The Rain King sneered: "The competition is not over yet, do you already accept the championship by default?"

King Tianwu noticed that both Jian Yixing and Prince Ye Fuyao had sideways glances.

He secretly scolded Rain King for being such a son of a bitch, Taiyin, who opened and closed his mouth to sow trouble.

He replied with a smile: "It's hard to say the championship, but at least we still have players on the field."

Jian Yixing shook his head: "I have to say that this boy's talent is actually more suitable as an offensive spirit master, but he lacks an offensive spirit. This talent is wasted."

King Tianwu and King Yan looked at each other and smiled without saying a word.

In fact, even they were shocked.

Luo Fanchen was so incredibly strong, and his strength improved a little too fast. Beating the soul king Tianjiao of all the major forces was like chopping melons and vegetables.

After waiting for a long time, the results of the top four draws were soon released and made public...