Excalibur Invincible System

Chapter 233 The Power of Bloodline
Following the sound, Yang Fan's eyes opened, and a ray of light shot out, and at the other end of the ring, a burly man was already ready to go.

Seeing Yang Fan who was coming forward step by step, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and the corner of his eyes was also looking towards the direction of the stands.

I feel a little proud in my heart.

Nangong Yurou is a well-recognized goddess, and even Rakshasa Tiger Wang Qiang has pursued her for a long time. Although everyone is similar in wealth, the Nangong family has great prestige, and Wang Qiang's Wang family is also powerful.

It is also possible to speak within the city of Nantan County.

However, Nangong Yurou's strength is tyrannical, and few people in Nantan County can see it. Now is an opportunity to attract this proud woman, and then conquer it little by little.

As a child of a rich family, Wang Qiang is also unique in dealing with women, as long as he arouses the woman's curiosity, he can break it bit by bit.

Just wait, this show is just for you.

On the other hand, Yang Fan stood there expressionless.

On the opposite side is Wang Qiang, who is extremely famous and known as the Rakshasa Tiger, but in Yang Fan's eyes, he is like a clown who can't get on the stage at all.

The referee looked sideways when he saw Wang Qiang, and shook his head secretly when he saw Yang Fan's thin appearance. It was quite unexpected that such a person could come here, but it is a pity that he met Wang Qiang. It's too bad.

After coming here, every battle has a considerable gold content, and it is not easy to fool the past. Here, it is all about strength.

"Both sides are ready, after three breaths, the contest begins, three, two, one!"

As soon as the words fell, the referee withdrew and retreated, but at this time Wang Qiang let out an angry roar and stomped his feet fiercely, a crack appeared directly on the hard black stone slab, spreading to Yang Fan's feet.

And the clothes on his body also stirred up at this moment.

Boom!

The violent power filled the entire arena.

All the spectators, including the referee beside them, also gasped, feeling deep trembling in front of this powerful force.

"This is... the blood of the white tiger!"

Someone said tremblingly.

Behind that Wang Qiang, a tiger with white fur and body appeared faintly, and that domineering aura radiated out, as if it wanted to surpass the world!
"Wang Qiang's white tiger bloodline has been developed by nearly 5.00%. It's really powerful." Nangong Yurou's eyes flashed a bright light, and she thought to herself.

If Wang Qiang had been developed to [-]%, he would probably be able to reach the peak level of a great swordsman, but now, with the blessing of the power of the white tiger, the level has directly broken through to the level of a fifth-rank great swordsman!
"Yang Fan, accept the trial of strength!"

A gigantic tiger-toothed sword appeared in his hand, gathering all the strength of his whole body to slash towards Yang Fan, with a distance of nearly 20 meters, but this sword gave the feeling of being struck in the air.

A sword is like opening up the world.

There was also a gully on the hard floor.

It seemed to split Yang Fan in half from bottom to top.

Everyone held their breath and stared at the trajectory of this sword intently. Even a third-rank great swordsman would have difficulty retreating from this sword, and even had no way to avoid it. They had to resist hard, but the end result was that they were seriously injured .

As for Yang Fan's strength, according to previous estimates, it is only equivalent to the realm of a first-rank great swordsman.

The sword energy flew in front of Yang Fan, Yang Fan didn't even raise his eyelids, he just stretched out his fist and punched hard in front of him.

boom!
The sword energy became invisible and dissipated in the air,
It was as weak as the torn rags.

The shattered sword energy whizzed towards the one behind him, and finally turned into muffled noises.

"what!"

Wang Qiang's eyelids twitched!
The audience in the stands were even more surprised!
The mouth is wide enough to stuff two eggs!
"This guy!"

"Blocked? Shouldn't it be cut in half!"

"This murderous monster is so powerful."

The audience exclaimed one after another, but Wang Qiang came back to his senses after a short period of surprise, so what if he blocked it, it was just a tentative sword at hand, and there will be a richer feast of sword energy next.

"Tiger Roar Concentrates Qi to Kill!"

Stepping out with one step, the momentum of the whole person is like a tiger descending the mountain, and the sword in his hand rotates half a circle before whistling out.

A beam of sword energy escaped from the long sword in his hand.

boom!
The surrounding air became sharper.

"drink!"

Yang Fan finally uttered a sound, and stepped forward.

"Military Boxing!"

Bang! !

The sword energy collided with the fist and directly turned into nothingness.

And after this sword, Yang Fan didn't stay any longer, but shot out directly with his figure.

After several steps in a row, Yang Fan's fists fell like raindrops.

bang bang ————

Wang Qiang was stunned by Yang Fan's counterattack.

What a fist.

What a trick.

There is no routine at all, exquisite at all.

A wave of tyrannical aura fell on Wang Qiang's body, and some attacks were blocked by the long sword, but after being blocked a few times, he was unable to fight back. If the sword aura on his body was not enough to protect himself and could not be broken temporarily, Yang Fan would have already Wang Qiang was beaten into a useless person.

"This defense is indeed not weak."

Yang Fan exclaimed, and the next moment he continued to shake his fist vigorously.

"Your strength can't break my white tiger's energy!"

Seeing this, Wang Qiang retreated one after another, but fortunately, Yang Fan's strength seemed to be a little weaker. Although he had practiced the Dragon King's Sutra, it was still not enough to break Wang Qiang's white tiger power.

At this moment, Wang Qiang's defense is also close to 30 points.

But Yang Fan's strength is only about 20.

Just when Wang Qiang was about to look for an opportunity to fight back, Yang Fan's mouth curled into a sneer.

Can't break it?
"Sword Veins of Fire!"

Yang Fan turned his fist into a finger, and suddenly a ray of red sword energy shot out from his hand.

boom!
On the ring stage, Wang Qiang, who was originally a majestic man, was hit by this red sword energy on his chest, and the light shot directly through his chest and shot behind him.

call out----

After penetrating Wang Qiang, it spread in the air for nearly 50 meters before disappearing.

But Wang Qiang flew out with a stream of blood, and his figure also fell to the ground with a plop.

Raksha Tiger King is strong, defeated!
A gleam flashed in Nangong Yurou's eyes in the stands.

In that instant breath, Nangong Yurou clearly felt a familiar force.

This is the power of blood.

Bloodline of Fire!
Hidden so deep!

(End of this chapter)