Doomsday online game from scratch

Chapter 317 Instant Kill
The scene was silent.

Whether it is good luck or not, everyone knows.

The hundreds of thousands of spectators present may be able to see how Jiang Fan made a shot with no more than one finger. Most of the spectators only saw that when Jiang Fan suddenly disappeared and reappeared, Tang Bofeng had already sprayed nosebleed and threw it away. Speed, is it good luck to be able to do it.

Playing tricks on his opponents, but getting his nose blown by his opponents, Tang Bofeng did not win the 73rd place in the last session by making noise.

"A little strength."

Tang Bofeng said.

Not only is he powerful, but the bridge of his nose was almost broken, and his front teeth were blown off, and his speech was leaking, all because of the white-haired young man in front of him!
"How about seeing this move?"

Even though Tang Bofeng still wanted to be graceful, his face was no longer graceful, and many people had already covered their mouths to hold back their smiles, especially those opponents who were not used to him, who had already burst out laughing, and the girl he liked, He covered his eyes in horror.

"Wind of Death, Quartet!"

The fierce wind formed a death wind blade that flashed across the arena. Seeing this, the hostess of the cat girl didn't dare to stay in the arena anymore, so she could only stay outside the barrier.

There are bright lights shining everywhere in the enchantment, and these bright lights represent the frequency of wind blade attacks in the enchantment.

"Come on, let's see if you are lucky this time..."

He didn't even finish his pretentious words!
Jiang Fan hit his other front tooth again in a very shameless manner. Most importantly, he didn't see how the white-haired youth appeared in front of him at all, as if he was standing in front of him.

"It seems that I was lucky this time, and I was able to hit you again, or... I will give you time and you will be so scared that you will separate your shadow?"

"Hahaha……"

Jiang Fan's words are not humorous, but at the moment his words are very humorous.

This was quite harsh to Tang Bofeng's ears!
He has always been the only one who laughs at and plays tricks on his opponents, but today it's his turn to be a clown?

"Unforgivable!"

Stand up from the ground again.

This time, he had exhausted his sword energy to protect himself, so he didn't suffer too much injury, but this bastard tried to knock out his teeth three times and four times, and the audience already regarded him as a joke, even the one he liked Xiaobaicai laughed!
"Bastard!"

He is serious! ,

Being 'assaulted' by his opponent twice in a row was just his carelessness, and he slightly underestimated his opponent. Now he is serious, no matter how weird and impenetrable his attack is, he will soon have nowhere to hide!

"Storm Blade!"

Tang Bofeng's practice is a special wind sword energy. He can wield a wind blade that gathers sword energy with a fan. The sharp wind blade can even be compared to a C-level weapon. Recruits are in a hurry!
But actually.

His move didn't even touch the corner of Jiang Fan's clothes.

This is because, no matter how intensive and violent your attacks are, you can't even attack yourself at the same time, right?

and so.

Jiang Fan came behind him at an extremely fast speed, looked at Tang Bofeng laughing and said, "Die! Die! This time, I'll see how you hide!"

The audience looked at Tang Bofeng and shouted with a good feeling, while Jiang Fan stood behind him as if nothing had happened, and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard, I couldn't laugh anymore."

"That idiot! Hahaha..."

The audience's laughter was so obvious that Tang Bofeng had already noticed something was wrong, but when he turned around and looked over, there was nothing behind him.

"Hahaha……"

Laughter, louder.

He turned around, and Jiang Fan also moved behind him, keeping it in the blind corner of his eyes, he couldn't see it even if he wanted to.

The audience just came to watch the fight, and they naturally clapped their hands and applauded the wonderful fight, but in the audience, there are many contestants, Tang Bofeng has the strength of the B stage, how could he not even be able to spot his opponent behind his back? It can only be said...the strength gap between the two sides is too great!
In the previous session, Jiang Fan's performance was enough to cause shock.

This year is different.

The big families, the hermit families, and even the Protoss all came to join the battle, and the humans also secretly arranged for the core elites of the Holy Land to mix in this ring battle. One of them was Qin Feng, who killed his opponent in seconds at the beginning.

The strength displayed by Jiang Fan, who was wearing the Chongyuan training uniform, was very fast. In the limited space of the arena, there are many ways to restrict it, but it is not enough to make them afraid.

"Where is it! Where is it! Where is it hiding~!"

Jiang Fan couldn't be found anywhere, the audience kept laughing, Tang Bofeng felt like he was going crazy.

"Don't look for it, I'm right behind you."

A faint voice came.

Jiang Fan turned his palm into a knife and slashed towards Tang Bofeng's neck. In the eyes of everyone in the audience, the knife could not cause any injury!
With sword qi protecting the body, Tang Bofeng's own strength is not bad, and the human race who cultivates sword qi doesn't seem to have the power to break the sword gang with his body.

but.

Just such an understatement of chopping, Tang Bofeng suddenly opened his mouth wide open like a convulsion, and with his big staring eyes, he took two or three steps forward and then fell to the ground.

Their self-confidence is based on the fact that Jiangang can withstand most of the sneak attacks. Now, with a light swing of Jiang Fan's knife, Tang Bofeng was stunned and completely lost consciousness. Killed with one move?
"Can you see what kind of trick it is to fall to the ground?"

"Unrecognizable."

These elite disciples shook their heads solemnly.

"That's how you got defeated?"

"Is he really the 73 Tang Bofeng of the previous session?"

No one believed it.

Just like this, an elite disciple fell to the ground with a light elbow. With the body protected by the sword, they can resist no matter how heavy the attack is!
"Foaming at the mouth, lost, lost consciousness! I declare that the No. 3 contestant, Jiang Fan, will win the group arena!"

The catgirl emcee stepped onto the ring, was shocked after the inspection, and announced the result.

"Remember him!"

"Be careful, it seems that if you are not careful, you will end up capsized in the gutter like this idiot!"

He didn't have too much fear of Jiang Fan's speed.

It can be seen that after he shot this time, everyone became vigilant.

It's not a joke to kill a strong B-stage player with one elbow. Everyone can see that this young man with long hair and white hair didn't use too much strength at all. From the beginning to the end, he only played One hand!

Jiang Fan is off, and there will be no more battles with him in a short time.

And below, the rumors have long been boiling.

"Have you heard that Tang Bofeng, who ranked 73rd in the previous session, was instantly killed!"

"He was killed in seconds?! How is this possible!"

"How could I be wrong, the clothes still have the word 'Jijing'!"

The audience argued.

Next to him, Xu Qing and Miyamoto Ying looked at each other, there was Ji Jing, who might be the master's disciple, but with long white hair, never heard of such a person?
(End of this chapter)