About the fact that I only have one move to clear the customs

"The game begins!" the referee shouted.

"I surrender!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"I, I, I also admit defeat!"

The four of them had the same caliber and proceeded directly to admit defeat.

Zhang Xuanying:? ? ?Do you want to fight?

Everyone outside: Can you guys have some backbone?Give up if you don't fight?As for?

Although admitting defeat is shameful, it is very useful. Anyone who has heard of Zhang Xuanying, who doesn't know the horror of his thunder?If you let it out, you won't be able to stop it at all, well, your whole body will be paralyzed at every turn, and you won't be able to get out of bed for half a month!

What's more, the conference didn't say that you can't admit defeat. Instead of being beaten violently by beating this monster, it's better to admit defeat directly, at least it's decent.

"...No.19 round, winner, Storm Guild, Zhang Xuanying!" The referee finally spoke loudly.

The four who surrendered smiled and bowed to Zhang Xuanying, and returned to their positions one after another.

Zhang Xuanying's face was silent, and his face remained unchanged from the beginning to the end. He also returned to his position, which once again caused everyone in the Storm Guild to cheer.

"Next time..."

Gradually, the day went up to three poles, and there was no rest in the venue, but the competition continued. Naturally, those who did not have a competition could go to have a meal on their own, and those who had a competition continued.

"Nine rounds of No. 60! Please leave the contestant whose sign says 69!" The referee shouted, and the four of them also jumped off the field, wondering who the last opponent would be. A white suit fell from the sky and landed in front of the four .

It's Fang Su Xingjun.

She looked at the four with a blank face, and three of the four immediately surrendered, only the last one from the Frost Wave Guild did not surrender, and said to Fang Ritu:

"Ask Mr. Fang Su Xing to advise!"

As he spoke, he drew his sword and swung a stream of ice sword energy, attacking Fang Ritu's face!

Fang Ritu stretched out his right hand, and patted lightly in front of him, a bright white hexagram suddenly appeared, with a flash of white light, the deacon of the Frost Wave Guild had already been knocked tens of meters away by the white light, dragging a long distance on the ground. Long two traces.

Seeing that the guy hadn't fallen down yet, Fang Ritu frowned slightly, and raised his hand to take another shot. The man in the distance hurriedly said:

"I admit defeat, I admit defeat! Xingjun is about to accept his supernatural powers!"

Fang Ritu withdrew his right hand, jumped, and went back to the height of the viewing platform.

"This round, Fang Su Xingjun won!" The referee shouted hastily.

"Pfft!" The man in the field couldn't take it anymore, and spurted out a mouthful of blood!

There was an uproar in the arena, Fangsu Xingjun was well-known, and he was really strong. This is an A-level deacon of the same level. He didn't even trigger the domain battle, and he won it with a single tap!

"Next time..."

The game continued, and the next few games would be battles between B-level deacons, or they would try their best to win, or they would all be eliminated. If there were A-level deacons, there would be no suspense.

Then it was Chen Zihan's turn, and this guy's opponent also had an A-level deacon, from the Hall of Stars.

Chen Zihan didn't talk too much, and drew his sword directly. As soon as the Xuanbing Sword Qi came out, the female deacon in the Hall of Stars naturally spurted blood and surrendered. Her ruddy face was frozen pale. heart of!

Of course, these remarks had no effect on him, Chen Zihan, so he turned around and returned to his seat.

After several more rounds, it was finally Ning Fan's turn.

"Nine rounds of No. 90, please leave the contestant whose entry sign says 99!"

As soon as this statement came out, the four people on the other side quickly jumped off the field, and then the audience fell silent, for no other reason. Among the four people who came down this round, there were three A-level deacons!

The number 99 is still strange!

Here, Ning Fan stood up and immediately caused a commotion like Zhang Xuanying!

Everyone in the Daybreak guild cheered loudly, cheering for the great god in their hearts!

Ning Fan turned around and pressed his hands down, he laughed and said:

"low profile."

Everyone responded one after another, and there was another wave.

This made people who thought Ning Fanlang's reputation was even more indignant!

This guy is really... so good at pretending!

Two of the three A-level deacons in the arena had heard of Ning Fan's various special activities before. They took advantage of their connections to bully the brothers of the Frost Wave Guild, jumped in line, and even fought against Yi San from Yuqing Palace, making Kui Suxing You have already scoffed at Jun's series of coquettish operations such as making a rescue for himself!

The last of the three was naturally Liu Qing from the Frost Wave Guild. In his heart, he really looked down on Wang Chao and Ning Fan!

"Brothers, this is such a great opportunity! Let's beat up this Ning Fan thief first, and let the world see how hypocritical this guy is, how he has earned his name, how about it?" Liu Qing looked at the two first. The opponent said.

"Damn it, I've been getting upset looking at this guy for a long time, listen to you, fuck him first!" The strong man on the left snorted coldly.

"Since that's the case, let's work together! Damn it!" The man with the long stick on the right also said angrily.

Finally, under the eyes of everyone, Ning Fan jumped off the field.

As for the amount of unhappiness and doubts that have attracted so much attention, Ning Fan doesn't know, and doesn't bother to think about it.

"Game start!"

The referee shouted, and the only b-level deacon in the field gave up directly with a sad face, and hid to the side in desperation.

Immortals fight, mortals watch dramas.

The three of them pulled out their weapons and rushed towards Ning Fan together!

"Wow!" The crowd outside the venue was in an uproar, and the people in the Lixiao guild were even more enraged, they immediately stood up and cursed!

"Three hit one, don't you lose your face?"

"The five people are fighting in a melee, not for you to fight in groups, do you understand the rules?!"

……

On the other side, the people from Yuqing Palace immediately got up and began to scold Poxiao Guild.

"Great God Ning Fan, as the Great God of the Hall of Fame, is it difficult for him to hit three?"

"That's right, God Ning Fan condescended to fight us ordinary people, who knows what he has in mind?"

……

Gradually, the two sides became more and more excited. Ning Fan hadn't made a move yet, but Li Xiao Yuqing and Li Xiaoyu almost started fighting in the auditorium, but was severely stopped by the referee.

There was chaos outside the arena, shouts, curses, ridicule, and ridicule mixed together, the noise was like a sea tide, straight up to the sky!

In the ninth round of No.90, when Ning Fan appeared on the stage, Tanshan Lunjian ushered in the first round of climax!

"Look, God Ning Fan has moved!" Someone exclaimed.

"Hey, so what if you move. This guy is just a hypocrite. He has no real strength at all. He just relies on his first-hand connections to cheat and cheat. It's really disgusting!"

"I also think that we can't control this kind of thief doing this kind of thing anywhere, and we can only endure it, but he actually tried to steal chickens and dogs at the conference of the Honan Sword and Guild Alliance, and wanted to mix up his ranking. It is absolutely impossible!"

"That's right, maybe the adults in the guild alliance can't stand it any longer, and just put him together with the three A-level adults. The competition system is still very reasonable!"

"Wow!"

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the field!