"Junior Brother Lin Fan is a good example!"

"Young brother, you are so handsome!"

"I really didn't expect that Lin Fan from Thirteenth Branch Hall actually defeated Ao Fang head-on!"

"Haha, this is not surprising. After all, Ao Fang used some disgraceful means to defeat Senior Brother Mo. Now he is defeated, which is reasonable."

"I have to say that Junior Brother Lin Fan is really relieved when he beats me."

“…”

A heated discussion broke out from the audience.

Countless eyes gathered on Lin Fan.

Those who had doubts about Lin Fan's strength had nothing to say in the face of the result of this battle.

When fighting against Deng Qingming, some people say that it was a rumor, which is far from the actual situation.

Some people say that it was due to external forces, not Lin Fan’s own strength at all.

However, in today's battle, Lin Fan completely defeated Ao Fang in the half-step supreme realm head-on, and it was under the premise that Ao Fang used some unknown terrifying means.

No one dares to question Lin Fan's strength anymore.

He is able to defeat the powerful man with the second stage of creation!

From today on, Lin Fan's name will be completely resounding throughout the entire Sword God Sect.

Especially in Jiange, Lin Fan's reputation has reached a boiling fixed point.

Mo Wentian has always been kind to others and is quite popular in Jiange. He was defeated by Ao Fang with despicable means, and many people were filled with anger. Now Lin Fan vented his anger for Mo Wentian and taught Ao Fang a lesson, which naturally won the respect of Jiange disciples.

"Ao Fang, you don't deserve it. Now, it's mine!"

Lin Fan stood on the edge of the battle platform, looked down at Ao Fang and said loudly.

The sound kept echoing between heaven and earth.

It was extremely clear into everyone's ears.

Ao Fang sat slumped on the ground, covered in blood, and his chest was like a blower, rising and falling violently.

He only felt that Lin Fan's figure was particularly dazzling, just like a scorching sun that made him feel dizzy.

And no one of the other disciples of the Eighth Division Hall came forward at this moment.

Ao Fang has gone from that super dark horse to a poor person who is ignored.

But as the saying goes, a pitiful person must be hateful, Lin Fan has no intention of sympathizing with him at all.

Ao Fang's mouth twitched twice, and he supported the ground with two trembling bloody hands, and stood up with difficulty.

At this time, a pair of weak and boneless hands reached over, grabbed Ao Fang's waist, and helped him up.

"Xiao Rou..."

Ao Fang turned his head and looked at the woman beside him. His nose turned sore and his eyes suddenly became wet.

The peak welcomes hypocritical support.

Twilight witnesses true friends.

Only when he fell into dust at this moment did Ao realize that this woman who had never been looked at by him was the only one who was truly good to him.

At this moment, Ao Fang felt regretful in his heart, and at the same time he also made up his mind to be kind to Ye Xiaorou.

But the next moment.

Ye Xiaorou's face changed and she kicked Ao Fang on the waist, kicking him to the ground.

"Look at your ugly face, why do you really treat me like a licking dog?" Ye Xiaorou put one hand on her hips and pointed at Ao Fang with the other hand, and said with spitting stars everywhere, "I tell you, I'm tired of it, I won't serve you anymore! You used to ignore me, but now, I'm making you unable to stand up!"

After saying that, Ye Xiaorou raised her chin, turned around and left.

Very arrogant.

The only one left Ao Fang alone in the wind was messy.

On the other side, Chu Ling'er grew up and murmured: "I didn't expect Ye Xiaorou is also a person with temperament..."

Afterwards, Lin Fan, surrounded by his senior brothers and sisters, returned to Thirteen Branch Hall.

In this battle, Lin Fan was also injured and needed some care.

Especially the broken arm.

Yu Wushuang's sword energy, with a unique destructive energy, was actually preventing Lin Fan from rebirthing his broken arm.

So even Lin Fan did not grow his arms so quickly.

....

Battle Station Management Office.

"What do you think?" Liu Banshan asked with a smile at the old war platform administrator.

The old man gently stroked his chin beard and said slowly: "In the last battle against Wu Dalang, Lin Fan first released some of Wu Dalang's momentum before the war started, further narrowing the gap between the two sides, and finally relying on the earth-level sword energy to turn defeat into victory!"

"In this game, Lin Fan showed that the enemy was weak. When Ao Fang thought he was sure to win, he burst out with all his strength, and used his sword intent to bless his sword skills to defeat Ao Fang."

"I have to say that Lin Fan is not only talented, capable, but also brains."

"We in Jiange are full of geniuses and monsters, but there are not many people who have such clear minds in the war."

"In this regard, this guy is good, he is a good seedling."

"And have you noticed that Lin Fan's body is very strong, and his spiritual energy seems to be quite special. This kid has many secrets."

Liu Banshan looked at the old man in surprise and said, "It seems that you have a high opinion of him."

"Haha, let's not talk about anything else. This kid is polite, at least he likes the eyes." The old man laughed a few times and said.

Liu Banshan added: "And, when Ao Fang sacrificed the sword energy just now, Lin Fan immediately noticed it and made a dodge move, otherwise he would definitely lose. His keen insight also surprised me quite. I admit that my interest in this kid is getting higher and higher."

"Why, you have the intention to accept disciples?" the old man asked.

Liu Banshan smiled, but did not answer the old man's words directly. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the horizon, saying with some meaning: "It seems that some people need to be beaten."

....

A place surrounded by green mountains and green waters in Jiange.

A young man with long flowing hair and handsome appearance was extremely lazy and casually lying on a round and smooth boulder, supporting his head with one hand.

It is Yu Wushuang.

Suddenly, a faint light that was almost undetectable flew from the sky.

Yu Wushuang raised his right hand, and the glimmer of light fell gently into the center of his palm.

"Well? Ao Fang actually lost to Lin Fan. It's really a waste."

"Haha, it's interesting, it's really interesting."

"Lin Fan, Lin Fan, it seems that he defeated Ao Fang, the trash, and luckily escaped under my sword energy. He gave you some unrealistic fantasies."

"It's very unwise to speak harshly before you don't have the strength."

"Because I can't help but pinch you to death like a pinch an ant!"

Yu Wushuang's mouth raised slightly, and there was a sunny smile on her face, but what she said made anyone feel cold all over when she heard it!

After saying that, Yu Wushuang held his hands.

With a "bang", the glimmer of light was directly squeezed and exploded by one hand, turning into countless light spots and scattered.

Then, Yu Wushuang slowly stood up.

But just as he was about to set off, an old man with a white beard and fairy-like spirit appeared in front of Qi.

Yu Wushuang quickly bowed and called out to Master respectfully.

This old man is Yu Wushuang’s master, one of the ten elders of Jiange, Elder Yin!

Elder Yin looked at Yu Wushuang with his hands behind his back and asked, "Wushuang, the sword competition is about to be held, how are you preparing?"

Yu Wushuang was slightly stunned and immediately said, "Master, please rest assured, Wushuang will win one point for my Jiange!"

"Well, you have this confidence, it's good." Elder Yin nodded with satisfaction and said, "But don't be careless or distracted, be ready."

After saying that, Elder Yin disappeared like a bubble.

Yu Wushuang was a little confused for a moment.

But soon, he took a deep breath.

Master came here to warn him specifically.

Could it be that Master is still optimistic about Lin Fan, so he prevents himself from attacking him?

Or is someone talking to Lin Fan?

Yu Wushuang couldn't figure out the deep meaning behind Elder Yin's move.

However, if he wanted to take revenge on Lin Fan, he had to be forced to stop.

"I really don't know what luck you've left..."
Chapter completed!