Baiyin Dachao, starting from Super Seminary

Chapter 144 Fighting in the Arena

However, Sarayang just made a tentative sword, and did not use his full strength.

Moreover, although the young man in front of him had extraordinary swordsmanship, Sarayan felt that he was definitely not his opponent.

After all, as the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Alan, he was not blown out, but killed out with one sword after another, with countless bones and countless dead enemies behind him.

In Sarayan's view, the only one who can be his opponent is probably the barbarian king of the southern tribe, Snyf.

However, Sarayan was not impressed with the barbarian Sneff either.

Because the ministers around Anishid always said that Sneef, the barbarian king, and Anishid, the queen of the Holy Kingdom of Alan, were both extremely honorable and a natural pair.

For so many years, Sarayang has always pretended to be Anishid in his heart, so Sarayang is not cold about his rival in love, the barbarian king Snyf.

So much so that every time he met the barbarian king Sneef, Sarayan would mock Sneef.

And Sniff always called Sarayan a dog.

However, to Sarayan's delight, a battle report came from the front, and half of the tribe of the barbarian king Sneff was killed by the sword demon Atuo, and he no longer had the prestige of the past.

Now, there is no man who can match his goddess Anishid, which really makes Sarayan happy.

He felt that his chance had come again.

And the stranger Luo Fan who suddenly appeared in front of him dared to be the number one warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom. Isn't this a slap in the face?When he doesn't exist?

He wants to be the number one warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom forever, and it is best to win Anishid's heart in the future.

Therefore, Sarayan was very angry when he told Luo Fan that he wanted to be the number one warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom, and he couldn't help saying again:
"Luo Fan, your tone is good, but you must have strength."

"Sarayan, right? I've heard of you, the number one warrior in the Kingdom of Holy Alan!"

Luo Fan looked at Sarayang, and said lightly:
"But now that I'm here, you're not here anymore."

"Hmph, what a shame."

Sarayan snorted coldly, and then said:
"I accept Ni's challenge, but I need to fight in the arena."

"Do you dare?"

"up to you!"

Luo Fan inserted the long sword in his hand into the matching sword, looked at Sarayang and said.

"Good boy, have courage."

Sarajan laughed suddenly, unexpectedly the young man in front of him dared to accept his challenge in the arena.

If it was an ordinary person, they would turn pale with fright when they heard it.

And Luo Fan in front of him actually followed him into the arena, just for his courage, which also made him admire.

Sarayan felt that when the time came in the arena, he would still keep his hand under the sword.

After all, Anishid intends to win Luo Fan into joining, so she has to think about her.

Seeing that the two were about to duel to decide who would be the number one warrior of the Holy Kingdom of Alan, Anishid couldn't help but express her anticipation.

She wanted to see if this sudden appearance of Luo Fan could defeat Sarayan.

"Let's go back to the city!"

Anishid gave her an order, and all the soldiers surrounded her and returned to the city.

"By the way, prepare a war horse for Luo Fan."

Soon, someone brought a white war horse, which was majestic and a good horse.

As soon as Luo Fan moved his footsteps, he jumped up, sat on the horse, and then drove the horse.

Not to mention, Luo Fan, who was sitting on the horse, still felt fine.

Although it is not as convenient as flying, it is handsome!

For example, in the original anime, Ge Xiaolun can fly, but he wants to drive the sports car he made with Xiongxin.

Moreover, he also drove to the location of the parking garage.

As a result, he even directly put the sports car into the dark plane space.

Therefore, Luo Fan felt that sometimes when he was used to flying, he could switch to a different horse.

Anishid turned her head to look at Luo Fan beside him, a white horse, a man who is extremely handsome, just like a prince charming.

……

The Holy King of Alan, the arena!

"Kill... kill... kill..."

In the arena below, Luo Fan stood casually holding a sharp sword.

And Sarayang was holding a sharp sword, staring at Luo Fan in front of him with burning eyes.

On the surrounding high seats, tens of thousands of soldiers and some common people were watching the duel.

And on a temporary throne directly above, Anishid sat here with her legs crossed, staring closely at the two people below who were about to start fighting.

Anishid secretly told Sarayan to be merciful and not to hurt Luo Fan's life.

After all, it is difficult to have a few people with extraordinary swordsmanship.

Especially, still so young.

"start!"

Anishid yelled, and the arena erupted instantly, and the surrounding soldiers and people shouted loudly.

However, they all shouted that Sarayan would win and defeat Luo Fan.

Because, Sarayan's powerful spirit has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

As for Luo Fan, although he looked tall and fit, but he was so young and unknown, he was definitely not Sarayan's opponent.

Some soldiers and common people have even placed bets on who will win and who will lose.

But it is clear that almost everyone is betting on Sarayan to win.

Fatty, the rich businessman who reported the bet, was heartbroken. Even if he adjusted the note of Luo Fan's win to 1:50, few people bet on Luo Fan's victory, and they all bet on Sarayan to win.

If things go on like this, even if Sarayan's odds of winning are 1:2, he will definitely lose and lose everything.

Because even he felt that Sarayan must have won.

And following Anishid's order, Sarayan saw that Luo Fan was not moving, so he held the sword and slashed at Luo Fan.

Luo Fan stood still and blocked Sarayan's attack casually.

"Be careful, I'm going to do my best."

Seeing that he couldn't take down Luo Fan, Sarayan knew that he couldn't defeat Luo Fan without exerting all his strength, so he reminded him, and then exerted all his strength, his muscles soared, and he slashed towards Luo Fan with a fierce sword.

Quick, accurate, ruthless!
Sarayan had self-confidence, and Luo Fan would definitely lose when he used his sword with all his strength.

too slow!
Unfortunately, in Luo Fan's eyes, a sword that Sarayan thought was quick was slower than a tortoise in his eyes.

But Luo Fan felt that he was only here to complete the system tasks and become the title of the number one warrior of the Holy Alan Kingdom, so he didn't need to reveal his full strength.

Otherwise, with Angel Yan's insightful eyes, if he looked at it later and found that he needed to explode a powerful force to deal with a mere mortal, wouldn't he be laughed at?

Therefore, Luo Fan used the same strength as Sarajan now, and swung his sword to block it.

"when!"

The next moment, with the sound of a weapon snapping, Sarayan's sharp sword cut off the iron sword that Luo Fan brought with him.

On the high platform, Anishid sighed softly as she looked at the broken sword in Luo Fan's hand.

She was still hoping that Rofan could defeat Sarayang, because Anishid's indifferent eyes from Rofan along the way, she had an intuition that Rofan didn't fear her, the queen of the Holy Kingdom of Alan at all. , She seems to have a terrifying power in her body.

But he never thought that he would be defeated by Sarayan so quickly.

And a swordsman with extraordinary swordsmanship would be greatly reduced without a sword, let alone Sarayan's opponent.

"Do you still want to fight?"

Sarayan looked at the broken sword in Luo Fan's hand and asked.

In his opinion, Luo Fan's sword is broken, and he is not his opponent without a sword.

"Of course I want to fight!"

Luo Fan nodded and said:

"Although I don't have a sword, I am a sharp sword myself."

"Is it a sharp sword in itself?"

"well said!"

Sarajan admired, unexpectedly, Luo Fan in front of him could say such level words.

Based on this sentence, Sarayan felt that what Luo Fan said was true, and he might be even stronger without a sword.

Thinking of this, Sarayan stared at Luo Fan with all his attention, shouted loudly, and stabbed at Luo Fan with all his strength.

However, Sarayan discovered that Luo Fan didn't even hide.

Seeing this scene, the surrounding soldiers discussed one after another:
"Look, this Luo Fan doesn't hide anymore?"

"Needless to say, the sword was cut off by Sarayang, he must have been frightened out of his wits, and just froze in place."

"It's not enough to be scared, it should be because I know I'm not the other party, so I don't bother to resist."

……

Luo Fan didn't care about these people's comments, he just moved his right hand when the point of the sword was about to pierce his chest, and clamped the point of the sword with his fingers.

"How... how?"

Seeing this, Sarayan felt incredible.

How could it be possible for a person to hold his full-strength sword with his fingers.

Sarayang exerted all his strength, trying to draw out the sword and give Luo Fan another sword. He still had a lot of sword skills that he hadn't used yet.

Then, Sarayan found that his sword seemed to be clamped by huge iron tongs, unable to move at all.

Even though his face was flushed with too much force, he couldn't pull the sword out of Luo Fan's two fingers.

"Give it back to you!"

Luo Fan murmured, exerting a little force with his two fingers, and Sarajan's sword snapped in response, directly breaking into two pieces.

Then he threw the broken sword with two fingers, like a bolt of lightning flashing across Sarayan's face in an instant, and flew towards the rear, deeply inserted into the giant stone wall of the arena.

"Are you still fighting?"

Luo Fan looked at Sarajan and asked indifferently.

Still fighting?

Fuck it!

Do you want to kill me if you beat me again?
Sarayang felt that his hands were shaking, how could there be such a terrifying human being in the world.

He looked at the place where Luo Fan threw half of his sword tip away.

There, there was a solid boulder wall, and the tip of the sword was inserted directly into a depth of one meter.

Looking at the deep small cave, Sarayan was stunned and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Ma De, I am really an old birthday star who eats arsenic, and I am tired and crooked!
(End of this chapter)