Swire Overlord

Chapter 4
The sun was scorching, and the scorching sun almost dried the ground.

It was supposed to be a time to escape the summer heat, but under the ring and above the scorching sun, there were crowds of people, and the noise resounded through the sky.

Wang Teng looked at the young man on the left, and said softly, "Go ahead, if you have a chance, kill him!"

The young man nodded, jumped up, and landed on the ring, while Zhao Yufan walked up the ring step by step without rushing under the steps of the ring.

From the way the two entered the ring, everyone guessed their strength.

Looking at Zhao Yufan on the ring, everyone looked with pity and sympathy.With Zhao Yufan's strength, Qing Lanzong could easily pull out a disciple and defeat him. Wang Teng was obviously bullying.

The entire Qinglan sect knows that Zhao Yufan is a waste, and a waste in the true sense. He is different from other wastes. Other wastes have stagnated in strength, or their strength has grown slowly, or their cultivation base has been abolished , but Zhao Yufan is different, he is an ordinary person, not a warrior at all.

Ordinary people fight against warriors, and the outcome has long been concluded.

"I'm Wang Hua! No. 80 on the Qing Yun List!"

Young Wang Hua proudly introduced himself with a big face full of arrogance.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a chaotic sound of disdain under the ring.

"Bah! Shameless, Wang Hua, you are a master of the Qingyun list, you challenge an ordinary person, and introduce yourself without shame, you are really shameless!"

"Yeah, hurry up and get off! It's embarrassing for you to win!"

"Get off!"

"Get off!"

Before the battle started, Wang Hua was scolded by someone. He looked at Zhao Yufan ferociously, and blamed everyone's insults on Zhao Yufan, "Bastard! It's all because of you trash! I will kill you soon!"

Under the arena, everyone was cursing, Wang Teng and others turned pale, they were not only scolding Wang Hua, but also Wang Teng and others.

Wang Hua's smug face just now turned red now, seeing the people insulting him, he couldn't help shouting: "Shut up!"

He roared, trying to make everyone shut up, but seeing how arrogant he was, they shouted even harder.

Looking at the noisy crowd, Zhao Yufan frowned slightly. Originally, he wanted to take this opportunity to prove that he was not a waste, but judging by the current situation, it is estimated that he would be able to scold his opponent off the ring without making a move. His eyes swept across the bottom of the ring sharply. There was a sly smile on the corner of his mouth, and three words spit out from his mouth.

"Do not talk!"

As soon as the words fell, the surroundings were completely silent, and Zhao Yufan's words seemed to have magical powers, making the audience silent.

Both Zhao Yufan and Wang Hua uttered three words to tell everyone to be quiet, but Zhao Yufan's words were obviously more authoritative.

"die!"

Wang Hua became angry from embarrassment, roared violently, and punched him.

Seeing Wang Hua's sudden attack, everyone in the arena wanted to scold him for his shameless sneak attack, but just as they opened their mouths to scold him, the changes in the arena stopped their movements.

On the ring, Zhao Yufan raised his right arm and gave him a palm.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound resounded through the sky.

Wang Hua was stunned for a moment, gritted his teeth and punched again.

"Snapped!"

Zhao Yufan raised his hand and gave another slap.

Wang Hua is shaking his fist.

"Snapped!"

Another slap.

On the ring, Wang Hua repeatedly punched, and Zhao Yufan repeatedly slapped his hands.

"Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The applause was like thunder from the Nine Heavens, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

At this moment, everyone didn't understand what was going on in the arena?The No. 80 seven masters on the Qingyun list, the strength of the eighth-level junior warriors, and they made sneak attacks, and the opponents were ordinary people. The final result was... ordinary people slapped the masters wildly.

Everyone looked at Zhao Yufan strangely, and at this moment they suddenly discovered that Zhao Yufan was different.

"He, is he very powerful?"

"Guess what?"

"Fuck! Has he been hiding his strength?"

In the arena, Wang Hua had already been beaten stupidly. He looked at Zhao Yufan dully, with a look of horror on his face.

Zhao Yufan smiled brightly, showing two big white teeth, then turned to look at Wang Teng, and said provocatively, "Come on." As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly saw a sneer flashing from the corner of Wang Teng's mouth, and a sense of crisis came from behind him.

Wang Hua stood behind Zhao Yufan. At the moment Zhao Yufan and Wang Teng were talking, he suddenly attacked, holding a dagger with green light in his right hand, and stabbed Zhao Yufan's back fiercely.

Everyone could see clearly that the dagger was coated with poison, if it was stabbed, it would definitely kill it.

But Zhao Yufan didn't know that the dagger was poisonous, so he just turned around and slapped him casually.

This slap is extremely powerful.

"Snapped!"

Slapping Wang Hua's face, his big face was deformed directly, and blood mixed with teeth spewed out of his mouth.

Wang Hua's body was slapped and spun around in place, like a top, spinning for more than ten seconds.

Everyone in the arena leaned back, as if they were afraid that Zhao Yufan would hit them, staring at Wang Hua who was spinning like a top, they asked themselves: How strong was that slap just now?

"Bang!", Wang Hua fell to the ground, convulsing all over.

Frightened, several disciples kept a distance from Zhao Yufan as much as possible, and carried Wang Hua's body away in a hurry.

"Shh!"

A figure, like a sharp arrow, fell on the ring. Without saying a word, this person punched Zhao Yufan with both fists.

The person who suddenly jumped onto the ring was the young man on Wang Teng's right, named Wang Zhong.

Under the arena, many people know Wang Zhong, because Wang Zhong is No. 40 on the Qingyun list, and his strength as a junior warrior is several times stronger than Wang Hua just now.

Just when everyone was guessing who would win and who would lose, they heard a "pop".

On the ring, Wang Zhong and Wang Hua had the same fate, and they were spinning like a top like a top in the ring.

Everyone was shocked, and their hearts couldn't bear it. The two violent shocks forced a disciple with a bad heart to leave. If he continued to watch, he would be shocked by Zhao Yufan and his heart couldn't bear it. Live and die last.

Everyone stared at the arena with stiff faces, they forgot about the crowd around them and the sultry weather. In their eyes and hearts, Zhao Yufan was the only one left.

Wang Teng stared at Zhao Yufan in horror, his legs retreated uncontrollably, but in front of so many disciples, he couldn't retreat, secretly gritted his teeth, he didn't believe that Zhao Yufan could defeat him!He is the No. 20 master in the Qingyun list, and the strength of the middle-level warrior.

Intermediate warriors and elementary warriors are two different fields, just like children and youths, their strength is not the difference between one and two, but the difference between one and ten.

Wang Teng wanted to suppress Zhao Yufan's mentality, so he jumped onto the ring and said, "No. 20 on the Qingyun list! Intermediate fighters!"

Although the words are simple, Wang Teng is showing his strength!This will make Zhao Yufan afraid of himself in his heart.

Zhao Yufan smiled brightly, and said softly, "Me too!"

When these words came out, everyone was shocked again. Who would have thought that the trash they were talking about turned out to be an intermediate martial artist!
Zhao Yufan, who has always been called a waste, turned out to be an intermediate martial artist. This was something that no one could have imagined. They felt that everything now was like a dream, extremely weird and bizarre.

Wang Teng smiled happily. Since they are all intermediate fighters, he is confident of defeating Zhao Yufan!
"Really? Then go to hell!" Wang Teng grinned, slapped his palm ferociously, and shouted: "Trash is trash after all!"

His voice echoed in the sky for a long time.

At this moment, Zhao Yufan slapped him.

With a sound of "slap!", Zhao Yufan's slap did not hit Wang Teng, but was held firmly by Wang Teng.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone under the ring darkened, thinking to themselves at the same time, is Zhao Yufan going to lose?

(End of this chapter)