Invincible God

Chapter 851
Chapter 850: Extreme Joy Begets Sadness
"Oh, is it possible that you can change the rules of the competition that even Dean Qiu can't shake?"

Ye Fan immediately asked back when he heard the words, the rule of the competition is that life and death must be divided, but Zi Mo said that he can spare him from death, isn't it contradictory.

"Of course not."

Zi Mo couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, the little trick was also trying to lure him into being fooled.

"So are you farting here?"

Ye Fan heard the words and continued.

"Hahaha, I just want to see if you look like a dog when you kneel and beg for mercy, but it's okay, even if you don't kneel, I will hit you until you kneel, Ye Fan, are you ready to die? "

Zi Molang smiled and said, that's the feeling, the feeling of winning, especially when he saw that he could be evenly matched with himself, but had to be unable to exert his strength due to various reasons, the opponent's aggrieved, compared to the so-called dignified victory The other party fascinated him even more.

Seeing Zi Mo's appearance, Ye Fan couldn't help cooperating with him to show a bit of aggrieved anger. How to take revenge on a person is very simple. When he thought he was in control of everything, it made him despair.

Are you proud?Are you confident?Do you enjoy the thrill of being in control?Alright, I am satisfied with you, but I want to see how ridiculous your self-satisfaction is.

"Ye Fan, are you aggrieved? You know? This is luck. I was born to be the holy son of the Supreme Academy, and you are just dust. Our luck is not at the same level at all, so your failure today is Inevitably, you have seen my arrogance, but in my understanding, the winner has the right to be arrogant."

Zi Mo then said loudly, after all, some of his demeanor can easily arouse the disgust of many martial artists, so these words are also to eliminate this disgusting situation on the one hand, but let him give up insulting Ye Fan like this , he couldn't do it, because this feeling made him very comfortable.

"If it's an upright battle, I can crush you with one hand."

Ye Fan said coldly, there was an indescribable aggrieved feeling in his words, and many martial artists sighed secretly, not afraid of failure, but afraid of failure under such uncontrollable conditions.

"I'm not afraid of you in an upright battle, Ye Fan, you are very strong, but I, Zimo, am not weak either."

"If you have the ability, fight the battle with dignity."

"Aha? Are you making me laugh? Ye Fan, such stupid and simple words will only make us feel sad for you. I have surpassed you in terms of luck, and it is also my strength that has surpassed you. If you win, you lose, don't look for any ridiculous reasons."

"Defeated? Not necessarily."

Ye Fanlang said.

"Oh, really? So, have you mastered this power?"

Zi Mo yelled, and then, the power of the black pattern emerged, and he punched Ye Fan fiercely.

Ye Fan blocked immediately, and the energy of both sides exploded in an instant. Because he couldn't use other forces to attack, when Ye Fan was defending, he couldn't use too much energy to counterattack Zimo, so he blocked it. At that time, Ye Fan couldn't go all out, his whole body was like a sandbag, and he flew up in an instant.

"It seems that you are not omnipotent."

Zi Molang smiled, and at the same time, a figure appeared below Ye Fan, kicking up.

boom!
Ye Fan blocked again, and the whole person flew towards the sky.

"Now you, what is there to be proud of, you are just a beaten trash."

Zi Mo said in a carefree voice, his figure disappeared again, with one punch, two punches, three punches, Ye Fan kept blocking and leaping, and seemed to be completely beaten. Suddenly, Luo Susu, Luo Fengwu, Qiuyue and the others showed a trace of worry, while Zi Dongchou and the others showed a smug smile.

On the high platform, Zi Dongchou even smiled and said: "Dean Qiu, it seems that Ye Fan has not mastered the power of the holy demon, but I have taken advantage of it. It is a pity that the arrogance of Wandao Academy, alas, this kind of The situation is also something I don't want, if possible, I would rather be my son who dies, than the Heavenly Talents in the Spiritual Realm to kill each other."

These words are purely disgusting, Qiuyue snorted coldly and didn't say much.

Zi Dongchou showed an incomparably carefree smile.

Countless martial arts looked at Ye Fan and couldn't help but clenched their fists. Although there were so-called conditions and the so-called Dabi rules, but also, this kind of unfairness stimulated countless powerless casual cultivators. Yes, they Their luck is not as good as that of others, they have been worse than others since they were born, so they work hard to cultivate, whoever says their luck is not as good as others, will be trampled under their feet for the rest of their lives.

Through his own practice, Ye Fan has stood on the stage of the world competition. Why should he talk about shit luck when he is above this competition?Why can't we fight openly and squarely?
Zi Mo's arrogance, Zi Dongchou, Sun Wu and other powerful people take it for granted, and the support and recognition inspired by the superiority of some martial arts who were born with golden keys in their mouths, all of which stimulated the enthusiasm of countless humble martial arts Mind, under the stimulation of many aspects, they are madly eager for Ye Fan to turn defeat into victory.

Why can't man conquer the sky?They refused to accept their fate. At this moment, Ye Fan was just like all of them. They longed for Ye Fan to break the judgment of fate, to rise from the humble, and to win in the inevitable defeat.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, Ye Fan!"

A cheer of encouragement came from the disciples of Wandao Academy, and then countless casual cultivators cheered up Ye Fan crazily. At no time, they were more eager for Ye Fan's victory than at this moment.

This situation directly caught Zi Dongchou and others by surprise, and also made Zi Mo unable to understand, because they were born noble, and they respected fate, because fate gave them a superhuman life.

So on top of this big competition, they take the theory of luck so naturally that everyone will recognize it, but he doesn't know that there are countless martial arts in this world who don't believe in fate. They don't believe in luck, they have been fighting against fate all their lives, and they have been changing their fate against the sky all their lives.

Nothing is taken for granted, so why should it be taken for granted that they are weak, miserable, and inferior?

This kind of cheering gave Zi Mo a kind of harshness, a kind of unhappiness. After this harshness and unhappiness evolved, it became violent. Only the humiliation of Ye Fan could calm his heart down.

"I don't understand why so many people hope that a trash with low birth and low luck will win. In my opinion, the people who support you are just trash like you."

Zi Mo said bluntly, he doesn't need to care about supporting Ye Fan's martial arts, because there are still countless martial arts supporting him, "You want him to win, let me ask, why does such a waste win?"

Another punch, the strong power of the holy demon frantically gathered, and then slammed at Ye Fan fiercely. Behind him, a pair of black wings spread out, and the scorching sun shone behind him. Human, powerful and mysterious.

However, at this moment, behind Ye Fan, a pair of black wings also spread out. Countless martial artists looked at Ye Fan in shock. Reversed in general.

Then, Ye Fan stretched out his right hand, and lightly squeezed Zi Mo's aggressive punch.

"you say……"

Ye Fan's figure slowly flew to Zi Mo's body, the black magic energy in his hand directly suppressed his magic energy, and then said in a low voice: "Who is the trash?"

(End of this chapter)