Become a supporting role at the beginning of the fight

Xiao Fan looked at Xun'er who was walking back.

The flash of golden light in his eyes disappeared.

Xiao Yan had a smile on his face and looked at Xun'er who had returned with a happy expression.

"How are you? You're not injured, are you?" Xiao Yan pulled Xun'er over and asked her with concern.

"No la."

Many spectators around were still paying attention to the two women. Seeing Xiao Yan skillfully pulling Xun'er over, many people heard the sound of breaking glass in their hearts.

If looks could kill, Xiao Yan at this time would probably have been killed by everyone's looks.

"Brother Xiao Yan..."

Xun'er also knew that there were still many people paying attention to her. Although Xiao Yan's words made her very happy, she was very thin-skinned in front of others.

Embarrassed, he shrank behind Xiao Yan, avoiding everyone's pursuing eyes.

"hey-hey......"

Xiao Yan looked at the girl hiding behind him, smiled softly, and then looked around with a proud face, hoping that everyone could see his happy scene.

Yue Yao, who was sitting next to Xiao Fan, saw a trace of undetectable envy flashing in her eyes when she saw the two of them looking so intimate. Then she glanced at Xiao Fan beside her without any trace, and a trace of loneliness flashed in her eyes... ..

While everyone was still immersed in the battle between the two women, it was Xiao Fan's turn to appear.

Seeing that it was his turn, Xiao Fan nodded with Yue Yao who was sitting next to him. Then he glanced at Xiao Yan and Xun'er, who were still tired, and gave up the plan of saying hello to them.

With a little tip of his toes, Xiao Fan landed on the competition stage in the middle.

Xiao Fan's opponent was a six-star fighting spirit fire element cultivator. Judging from the direction in which he came out, it seemed that he was a member of the Langya where Lin Xiuya was.

"Wolf fangs, eagle feathers."

Ying Feiyu looked at Xiao Fan, clasped his fists and said, with a hint of caution in his eyes.

After all, when he left the field just now, Lin Xiuya specifically reminded him to be more careful.

Moreover, he heard Xiao Fan's name from Lin Xiuya's mouth more than once, so he naturally knew that Xiao Fan was a powerful enemy.

"Panmen, Xiao Fan."

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Xiao Fan nodded, and then looked at the young man in front of him.

Ying Feiyu looks like he is only in his mid-twenties. He has a very strong figure, with huge muscles bulging from his clothes. He has dark red hair tied neatly behind his head, and his fists are clenched slightly, naturally. Put it on your side.

But Xiao Fan carefully observed that there were obvious rough calluses on the joints of Ying Feiyu's fists.

Even without entering the battle, the meridians on his hands were still visibly moving.

"It looks like he's an opponent practicing fists and kicks."

Such a pair of hands would never be able to reach this level without years of hard training.

Only those who spend time and use their fists as their own weapons will have such a pair of rough and powerful fists.

As the referee began to speak, the words fell.

Xiao Fan and Ying Feiyu rushed towards each other in unison, both intending to explore the opponent's background as soon as possible.

Using the fighting spirit in his body, Xiao Fan wrapped his hands with fighting spirit, made a fist with his right hand, and struck directly at Ying Feiyu's face.

Ying Feiyu seemed to have anticipated Xiao Fan's upcoming attack.

He stretched out his left hand, casually blocking it in front of his cheek, and struck Xiao Fan's stomach with his right hand from bottom to top.

Xiao Fan noticed Ying Feiyu's movements and admired his handling in his heart.

The fist that originally hit Ying Feiyu's face turned into an elbow and hit Ying Feiyu's fist.

boom!

There was a dull collision sound, Xiao Fan's face was expressionless, his left leg was slightly bent, and his right leg was pushed up, making contact with Ying Feiyu's fallen palm again.

In an instant, the two of them had exchanged several moves.

You come and I go, each has his own success.

After the contact again, Xiao Fan took advantage of the opportunity of stepping on Ying Feiyu's thigh with the sole of his foot to instantly distance himself.

He has the physique of the Chaos Flame Body, and Yao Lao used the Earth Core Body Tempering Milk to temper his body.

But after this fight, Xiao Fan didn't take much advantage.

Xiao Fan is also very wise. Although his body is powerful, it is not his strong point. Compared with practitioners like Ying Feiyu who work hard on physical training, it is his shortcoming.

How can you use your own shortcomings to attack the enemy's strengths?

After closing the distance between him and Ying Feiyu, Xiao Fan stretched out his hand and the Thousand Flame Spear appeared in his hand.

On the stand, Lin Xiuya saw Xiao Fan's actions and smiled and said to Yan Hao beside him: "You lost, a piece of the magic core of a fourth-level monster. I have already said that Xiao Fan is not the kind of person who likes to fight to the death. After realizing Fei Yu's terror, he will definitely use weapons."

"Humph."

Yan Hao glanced helplessly at the two people fighting on the field, took out a magic core from his Najie, and threw it to Lin Xiuya.

"You have to know that Feiyu specializes in physical training. Even you, in terms of physical strength, may not be able to compare with Feiyu. When faced with such an opponent, only a fool would confront him head-on."

Lin Xiuya took the magic core thrown by Yan Hao and put it into the ring with a smile. Then he turned his eyes and said to Yan Hao: "What do you think, do you want to gamble again?"

"What are you gambling?"

Yan Haoweng asked angrily.

"How about we bet on how long it will take for the two of them to decide the winner?"

Yan Hao glanced at the two people in the stalemate, then thought about it and said, "Okay, I bet Xiao Fan can win in half an hour."

Yan Hao's guess is not unreasonable, Ying Feiyu's terrifying physical strength.

Even if he wanted to defeat Ying Feiyu, it would probably take a lot of effort.

In addition, he didn't realize how powerful Xiao Fan's attack was. It had only been half an hour, but he knew that Feiyu could still hold on.

"Haha, okay, then I'll bet that they can decide the winner within half an hour."

Lin Xiuya glanced at Xiao Fan, who was holding a spear in his hand and his whole aura had changed, and said with a smile.

On the competition stage, the two people who had no idea that they had become someone else's bet were still fighting back and forth.

With the Thousand Flame Spear in hand, Xiao Fan is like a fish in water.

At first, Ying Feiyu wanted to resist Xiao Fan's spear, but as soon as he made contact, Ying Feiyu gave up this idea in an instant.

The Thousand Flame Spear in Xiao Fan's hand was made of something unknown. Not only was it extremely painful when it hit the body, the tip of the spear was also very sharp.

His invincible fist was only slightly touched by the sweep of the spear tip, and there was a hint of coolness.

If he hadn't closed his fist quickly, his skin would have been torn apart.

Seeing Xiao Fan getting stronger as he fought, Ying Feiyu frowned and then complained secretly.

In previous battles, I relied on my strong body to fight, making others feel uncomfortable secretly.

Even if he occasionally fights with Lin Xiuya, although that guy can defeat him, he will not let himself be so helpless. When has he ever experienced such a beating?

Ying Feiyu hesitated for a moment, and with Xiao Fan's action of putting away his gun, he instantly opened the distance between him and Xiao Fan.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

The power on Xiao Fan's gun was gone, and then he looked at Ying Feiyu opposite him in confusion and raised his eyebrows.

I have just found the feel of using a spear. After all, I am such a good sparring partner. Is there any big dispute between the two of them? They can just temper their spear skills. Why did they stop suddenly?

"you......"

Seeing the unfinished expression on Xiao Fan's face, Ying Feiyu rolled his eyes, and then said, "How about you try and stab you with my gun?"

"Forehead......"

Xiao Fan scratched his head in embarrassment, then smiled coquettishly,

"I have another move. If you take it now, then I will give in."

Ying Feiyu looked at Xiao Fan in front of him. Although he had been prepared for failure when Lin Xiuya told him to be careful, he never expected that the fight would be so frustrating.

"Then come on."

Xiao Fan looked at Ying Feiyu and nodded, then put the Thousand Flame Spear at his side and looked at Ying Feiyu solemnly.

Ying Feiyu took a deep breath. Not sure if it was Xiao Fan's illusion, but he always felt that at this moment, Ying Feiyu's belly seemed to be bulging a little more.

However, Ying Feiyu's movements did not stop. As he continued to inhale, his body began to swell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Huh? What kind of trick is this?"

Xiao Fan looked at Ying Feiyu's gradually deformed body, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then the fighting energy in his body surged, and he was able to react to any changes.

Just when Xiao Fan was secretly on guard, Ying Feiyu's bulging body stopped changing.

The whole person is more than twice as big as before, like a walking hill.

"Barbaric mountain collision!"

As Ying Feiyu finished speaking, the bones on his body made a violent friction sound, causing the audience in the stands to tremble.

In Xiao Fan's eyes, Ying Feiyu's body instantly hit him at a terrifying speed.

Even before the attack came, Xiao Fan already felt a very threatening sense of oppression.

"Well done!"

Xiao Fan laughed loudly, then stamped his right foot on the competition table, and then... he disappeared directly on the competition table.

Ying Feiyu, who originally rushed towards Xiao Fan with a strong impact, immediately changed direction. However, after searching around the competition platform, Xiao Fan was nowhere to be seen.

Then with a cry of reluctance, Ying Feiyu hit the shield at the edge of the competition platform.

A big protrusion was knocked out of the formation, and then the whole person fell into a coma.

Lin Xiuya:......

Everyone:......

In the stands, everyone glanced at Xiao Fan flying in the sky, and the venue fell into an eerie silence.

After all, everyone had heard the agreement between Ying Feiyu and Xiao Fan just now, but they did not expect that Xiao Fan actually ran directly to the sky.

After all, who would have thought that you could fly into the sky in a mere battle with spirits.

Oh, yes, Xiao Yan also flew away just now.

Xiao Fan looked at Ying Feiyu who fell into a coma on the competition stage, looked at the referee on the side with a smile, and asked: "I won, right?"

He is not stupid, he has already seen what Ying Feiyu did just now, it is completely irreversible.

In other words, as long as Ying Feiyu uses this move, the energy in his body will definitely be used, and once he uses this move, it will be a huge burden on his body.

That's why I said that after this move, I would just admit defeat.

It was because he saw this clearly that Xiao Fan didn't choose to fight hard. It's not like he couldn't beat him anyway, so why should he be such a fool?

"Tsk, tsk, this Xiao Fan has another flying fighting skill."

Lin Xiuya glanced at Xiao Fan in mid-air with some envy, and then stretched out his hand towards Yan Hao with a half-smile. "A magic core, thank you."

Yan Hao:......

"Victor, Xiao Fan."

Upon hearing the referee announcing his victory, Xiao Fan cupped his hands toward the still quiet audience, and then the Ziyun Wing flashed behind him and landed on his seat.