The heroine panicked because she refused to be the villain's bootlicker at the beginning!

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Fan and Gu Yun.

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Everyone subconsciously held their breath.

It seemed that a big battle was about to break out.

However, Gu Yun did not stop, but turned back to look at Ye Fan mockingly and left.

The tense atmosphere collapsed.

The others could not help but mocked and said:

"Ye Fan is really something. You told Mr. Gu to stop, so he just stopped. How could he hear you?"

"I guess I got a bit of attention today and I really think I'm a big shot."

Everyone looked away and continued to line up.

Ye Fan's face was also red. Even though Gu Yun didn't say anything, he still felt humiliated.

He clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth:

"You, Gu Yun, how dare you ignore me?"

"I will definitely make you regret it."

Yan Anran next to him looked at him impatiently.

Although Ye Fan was a martial arts genius, Yan Anran didn't see any hope in him at all.

This martial arts genius had neither money nor power, and didn't bring any special care to herself.

Was her choice really right?

At this time, Ye Fan looked at her and said confidently:

"Senior An Ran, just wait and see. When the results of my test come out, they will definitely surprise everyone."

"By that time, everyone will naturally compare me with Gu Yun."

"A person who registered with privilege had a terrible test result, while a common genius like me stood out from the crowd."

"He, Gu Yun, will definitely become a joke."

Yan Anran took a deep breath and forced a smile, not knowing whether it was to comfort herself or Ye Fan, and said:

"Yes, it will be like this, it will be like this."

Soon, the selection for the martial arts competition began.

Everyone who came to register would undergo basic tests.

The first was cultivation, and the main test method was to calculate how much force a punch could burst out.

"Zhang Tian, strength tested at 30,000 jin, test result determined to be at the peak of level five!"

"Liu Yihui, strength tested at 50,000 jin, test result determined that he was at the intermediate level of the sixth grade!"

"Zhou Haotian, strength 70,000 jin, the test result is determined to be the peak of the sixth rank!"

At this time, another person came forward to take the test.

This immediately caused a lot of discussion among the crowd.

"It was Han Fang. When he entered Qingyun Martial Arts University, he was admitted with the first place in martial arts cultivation."

"Yes, he is the recognized number one talent in Qingyun Wuda University."

"Usually this person is very low-key. Apart from cultivation, he has never had any social activities. No one knows what his current cultivation level is."

Ye Fan in the crowd also looked at Han Fang and said seriously:

"This time at the Qingyun Martial Arts Conference, only he can fight me."

Yan Anran also looked at Han Fang curiously.

He looked stern, neither tall nor short, but very strong.

He clenched his fist and hit the strength test machine fiercely.

""Boom!"

The numbers on the machine started to roll, and the value kept rising.

In front of everyone's shocked eyes, the number finally stopped at 100,000 points.

"Han Fang, 103,000 jin, is judged to be at the seventh-grade middle realm."

When this result came out, most people on the scene were stunned.

You know, this is just a strength test, and it does not mean that the result of the test is the person's true strength.

The actual level of the people will only be higher than the test, not lower than the test.

If the use of martial arts and the display of combat skills are added, Han Fang can basically fight against people at the seventh-grade upper realm.

Knowing this, everyone took a breath of cold air.

Horrible!

Among the same age, there is such a martial arts demon.

Who can imagine that a young man who is only twenty years old has the strength of the seventh-grade upper realm.

Give him ten years, maybe he will be a semi-saint-level strongman again. Even if he is not as good as a semi-saint, he will definitely be an eighth-grade grandmaster.

Everyone couldn't help but discuss it.

"According to the ratings of previous martial arts tournament contestants, the Korean side can definitely be rated S-level."

"That's right, the first place in this martial arts competition might be this guy."

Only Ye Fan snorted disdainfully.

Although Han Fang was indeed good, he was still a little behind him.

After waiting for a while, he finally came forward to register and started the test.

"Bang!"

Ye Fan punched down, and the entire force testing machine was shaking.

After a moment, everyone was shocked again.

"One hundred and ten thousand, which is actually higher than the Korean test result?"

"This Ye Fan is really powerful?"

"It seems that this martial arts conference will be interesting to watch, with all the martial arts geniuses competing."

Ye Fan also smiled proudly, turned around and came to Han Fang who was preparing for the next test, and said with a smile:

"Senior Han Fang, I will definitely win the first place in this martial arts competition. If I offend you, please bear with me."

The words were very clear. This was a naked provocation.

That is to say, Ye Fan would defeat Han Fang in the martial arts competition. However

, Han Fang sneered and said disdainfully:

"Don't worry, you won't get first place."

Ye Fan laughed. He thought Han Fang was competing with him, so he said confidently:

"Well, then we will compete in the martial arts conference."

After saying that, he turned around and went to line up, but he didn't know that Han Fang had been won over by Gu Yun.

Han Fang knew very well how powerful Gu Yun was. As long as Gu Yun was there, Ye Fan would definitely not get first place in this martial arts conference.

Soon, the registration test for the martial arts conference ended quickly, but everyone was not in a hurry to leave.

Because they were all waiting to see the final test rating.

This basically indicates who is most likely to enter the finals and who is most likely to win the first place in this conference.

After a while, everyone's rating appeared on the public notice board.

Ye Fan found his name, smiled immediately, and said proudly:

"It's just an S+, barely acceptable!"

Yan Anran was very excited.

Because S+ is already the highest rating of Qingyun Martial Arts University.

Even Han Fang, who was previously known as the number one in Qingyun Martial Arts University, was only S-level.

This is enough to show that Ye Fan can firmly sit on the title of the number one genius in Qingyun Martial Arts University.

With the identity of the number one genius, Ye Fan can be worthy of himself.

Yan Anran said happily:

"Ye Fan, I was right about you. As long as you can win the first place in the martial arts competition this time, I will agree to be your girlfriend."

Ye Fan was also very confident and said immediately:

"No problem, senior sister, just wait and see, no one can be my opponent."

After saying that, he suddenly thought of something, so he said with a sarcastic smile:

"I don't know what the rating of the young master of the Gu family is, I'll go find out."

Yan Anran also laughed and said:

"Although he is at the seventh-grade Grandmaster level, his strength is very poor, not even as good as mine, and I guess he has no rating at all."

Ye Fan looked around in the public list and laughed sarcastically.

"Hahaha……"

"Senior sister, you are right, there is no Gu Yun's name here, he doesn't even have a rating!"

But at this moment, someone suddenly spoke

"Damn, why is there another page after this notice, and only one name?"

"Who can open a single page?"

"Damn, did I read it right? This person was rated as SSS level and can directly advance to the finals without participating in the previous qualifying competition?"

"Qingyun Wuda, this is probably the first one to advance directly to the finals in history, right?"

Ye Fan and Yan Anran couldn't help but frowned, looked at each other, and thought, who is so powerful?

So the two stepped forward again, wanting to see clearly.