Peak Ancestor

Six days passed in a blink of an eye, and the much-anticipated battle for the champion of the Imperial City Grand Competition finally kicked off.

Compared with the past few days, today's arena in the west of the city has not the slightest reduction in the number of people, but it has a tendency to increase. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as a sea of ​​people.

Qin Fan, who was dressed as a warrior in a black shirt, finally got rid of the days of sleeping in the wilderness. He was sitting on the ring, overlooking the ocean below.

He patted Qin Fan's shoulder lightly, only to hear Xiao Yan, the shopkeeper of the Manxu Business Alliance, say slowly: "Hehe! Qin Fan, don't be nervous about this championship battle. Although Uncle Xiao is optimistic about you. But, remember Don't stop, do your best in everything. Don't fight for the false title of champion of the big competition with that royal family lunatic "little devil" Han Aoyu, and you will never die!"

"Uncle Xiao, please rest assured that Qin Fan will definitely do his best and will not slack in the slightest in this year's imperial capital competition. However, Qin Fan has his own sense of propriety, and will not take his own wealth and life lightly for jokes." Feeling Seeing the deep concern in Xiao Yan's voice, Qin Fan immediately got up from his seat and stood still, then bowed to Xiao Yan and said

Having said that, but for the top grade Guiyuan Stone, for the fragile fate of his own meridians, and for the hope of breaking through the realm of refining the emperor, Qin Fan has already secretly made up his mind to fight desperately in this championship competition.

"Well, that's good! Then Uncle Xiao can feel at ease!" Nodding to Qin Fan, Xiao Yan leaned back and sat back in his original seat, discussing the details of the championship competition with the other four.

About another hour passed by, and it was noon.Qin Fan, who had been sitting quietly with his knees crossed, also stood up, and stood opposite the "little devil" Han Aoyu, his eyes met, and a fierce evil spirit also spread.

Moreover, Qing Wang, who had been sitting cross-legged in the center of the ring with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at this time, brushed his black robe lightly, stood up, and walked towards the front of the ring. He opened his mouth and said: "This year's imperial capital city grand competition is about to start: Qin Fan from the Manxu Merchant Alliance vs. Han Aoyu from the royal family! The competition between the two sides is over, don't hurt your life!"

After finishing speaking, Qingwang couldn't help looking at the place where the 'little devil' Han Aoyu was, his eyes were full of warning.

Hearing Qingwang's last words, Qin Fan couldn't help laughing in his heart: "Hey! This protector Qingwang of Mieyun Valley really cares about me, Qin Fan! To save my life, Qin Fan, is to announce that the game is over."

After all, even if anyone at the scene could tell the difference, it was self-evident that Qingwang, the Protector of Mieyun Valley, meant to protect him.

However, a few days before this championship battle, the Guardian of Mieyungu also sent many people to the inn where Qin Fan lived before to extend his invitation to Qin Fan, but every time they just got rejected.

Because, Qin Fan packed his bags and left the inn nine days ago, and lived in the deep mountains and dense forests. Even if Qingwang, the protector of Mieyun, could not find Qin Fan's whereabouts even if he covered the sky with his hands and eyes.

However, even if Qing Wang, the protector of Mieyun Valley, promised to give Qin Fan great benefits, Qin Fan did not intend to join the Mieyun Valley faction.

One is: I like freedom and don't want to be bound by my character.

The second is: the competition for the mid-level and low-grade spirit stone veins in the Luyue Valley earlier made Qin Fan feel cold about the Mieyun Valley.

"Phew... Finally, it's time to fight this 'little devil' Han Aoyu! I'll use you to measure my current strength, Qin Fan!" Facing the shopkeeper of the Manxu Business Alliance, Xiao Yan, he clasped his fists again. After saluting, Qin Fan, who was wearing a cyan Juntian armor and holding a dragon-slaying sword, stepped onto the ring calmly, and stood facing the opposite 'little devil' Han Aoyu.

With a pair of pitch-black gloves and a white warrior costume, the 'little devil' Han Aoyu said loudly: "Crazy Zi, Zi Yi, Qin Fan, hehe! It's so interesting! As early as more than half a month ago, I knew that I would eventually be with you It's just that I didn't expect to face you in this big competition. You—— are worthy of my all-out attack!"

"Drink! I've been looking forward to a fight with you. I hope you and I can go all out today, without any regrets!" Holding the dragon-slaying sword across his chest, Qin Fan's eyes became more determined.

Hearing this, Han Aoyu smiled and said, "No matter what the outcome of this battle is? I, Han Aoyu, will recognize you as brother Qin Fan!"

"Brother? Good! I, Qin Fan, also recognize you as a brother!" Hearing this, Qin Fan thought for a while.

"No way? They actually...? And the Qin Fan on the stage is actually the crazy purple purple wing who became famous half a month ago wearing a purple-winged tiger mask in the martial arts arena?"

Hearing this shocking and heavy news, the audience under the ring exclaimed one after another, and their voices were full of deep surprise.

Hearing this, some people interjected: "That should be the case! Crazy Zi and Zi Yi, who were challenged in the arena earlier, were also covered in a black shirt. With his physical cultivation base, he kept writing legends of successive victories in the martial arts arena. And Qin Fan, who is taking the place of the Manxu Merchant Alliance in front of him, has also used the same Lve Shadow movement technique before, it can't be wrong!"

"Crazy Purple? Purple Wing? How many secrets does this Qin Fan still hide?" It seems that Qin Fan's mystery has increased a lot in the hearts of everyone.

"Let's start!" With the cold shout of "Little Demon King" Han Aoyu, a fierce and domineering air rushed in like a tide, and the oppressive Qin Fan couldn't help being suffocated, and then his face was covered all over. A touch of dignity.

"Drink!" A cold drink came out, and a fierce bloody aura rose from Qin Fan's body endlessly, like a blood tiger covering the sky, hissing and roaring at the domineering rushing from the opposite side , not falling behind.

"Today I will let you experience the true power of my 'Emperor Fist'! Drink, Bayu Qiankun!" A sharp shout resounded from the center of the ring, shaking the audience below the ring, and they couldn't help but feel pain in their eardrums. And a shadow of the sky-shrouding fist suddenly formed in the air, and then galloped towards Qin Fan who was not far away.

Sensing the strong domineering intent contained in the shadow of this fist, Qin Fan couldn't help but frowned, and then said in a low voice: "Taixu Shenkong Fist—the first punch: the mountain collapses!"

However, following Qin Fan's fierce shout, a huge fist that was completely condensed by the fire attribute spiritual power slowly formed in the air, and then raged towards the shadow of the shadow of the fist that shrouded the sky.

boom!

The shadow of the fist was shattered, but Qin Fan's fist was like a pair of blood-red eyes of a monster, but it was protruding violently, which was truly terrifying.

"Hmph, domineering and overpowering!" The wind of the fist moved violently, hair flew wildly, and spiritual power splashed everywhere, only to see a giant fist take shape again in the air.

The giant fist was as black as ink, and two monsters: Qinglong holy beast lay on the fist.As soon as the giant fist is released, wherever it passes, the entire space is filled with explosions. This is definitely not a move that a martial artist who has only cultivated to the third level of the Emperor's Realm can use.

"Drink! Taixu Shenkong Fist—Second Fist: Weeping Ghosts and Gods!"

Seeing the giant fist attacking him, the Taixu Shenkong Fist covered with fire-attributed spiritual power also cried ghosts and gods with the second punch. As Qin Fan yelled and condensed, the giant fist moved out, furious at the domineering giant fist hit away.

"boom!"

Fists and fists collided, and there was a bang, but the domineering black giant fist turned into a ball of spiritual power and disappeared, and Qin Fan's condensed fist was also dim. It seems that with this spiritual power The collision of giant fists, Qin and Fan's source energy was consumed a lot!

A long howl came from the mouth of the 'little devil' Han Aoyu on the opposite side, and the howl was filled with joy and a little bit of praise: "Good! My domineering fist that covers the sky can even be cultivated in the fourth level of the emperor's refining realm. None of the warriors dare say that they can take it by force. I never thought that you, who are only half-steps in the realm of refining the emperor, will be unscathed. Although I don't know how you did it, it proves that I, the 'little devil' Han Aoyu I didn’t see the wrong person before, quack! I’ve identified you as a brother.”

Hearing this, Qin Fan bowed and clasped his fists, panting slightly and said, "I'm so proud of you!"

Indeed, the 'Little Demon King' Han Aoyu's style: domineering and overpowering, is truly astonishingly powerful.If Qin Fan hadn't relied on his formidable physical strength and the peak heavenly martial skill: Taixu Shenkong Fist, it would have been really difficult for Qin Fan to catch it.

"o(n_n)ohaha~ come again!" Hearing this, Han Aoyu said with a 'haha' smile.

Hearing this, Qin Fan tightened the Dragon Slaying Sword in his hand, and after his half-numbed hands recovered, Qin Fan stared solemnly at Han Aoyu, the 'little devil' not far away, as if to prevent him from violently attacking at any time so-so.

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