Destined Martial Lord

Lu Junfei felt that his weapon became lighter and heavier, and his body became uncomfortable. Now, he even fell onto the combat arena, and looking at Ye Fan who charged at him like a fiend, Lu Junfei was so scared that his soul almost left his body.

"Angry Thunder Halberd!"

Lu Junfei didn't even have time to stand up. He directly pushed out both his hands, and beside him, the power of endless lightning suddenly flashed. It transformed into three lightning halberds, thrusting towards Ye Fan!

"Didn't you ask who's stronger amongst the two of us? Then let's take a look! "

Ye Fan let out a furious roar as he abruptly condensed a large amount of the power of lightning in his hand. He then turned it into three lightning swords and thrust them towards the three lightning halberds!

Rumble ???

The area where Ye Fan and Lu Junfei were standing was instantly engulfed in violent lightning bolts. Under the blistering thunder, the spectators were all blinded by the intense light and could only squint their eyes as they tried their best to look inside.

But even so, the audience still couldn't clearly see what was going on inside. They could only see endless arcs of lightning entangling around each other, turning into a ball of lightning on the stage.

Ye Fan and Lu Junfei were undoubtedly the most nervous ones.

This was especially so for Lu Junfei. As he watched Ye Fan descending from above, the pressure in his heart was extremely great. Seeing his lightning halberd colliding with Ye Fan's lightning sword, he was extremely nervous. He was afraid that a lightning sword would pierce through his body.

Crack ???

Suddenly, Lu Junfei's ears twitched. In the midst of the thunderous roars, he heard a different sound. It was the sound of something breaking apart, and this object was none other than Ye Fan's lightning sword.

Crack, crack, crack ???

Just as this thought rose in Lu Junfei's mind, the surrounding power of thunder suddenly collapsed. His own lightning halberd broke under the pressure of Ye Fan's lightning sword, shattering inch by inch.

BOOM! BOOM! "Boom!"

The three lightning swords pierced through Lu Junfei's body and exploded on the stage, blowing him away!

Ye Fan landed lightly on the ground. He looked at the distant Lu Junfei, who had been blown into pieces. He couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, then walked over to the referee beside him.

"Mister referee, you saw it just now. I didn't kill him on purpose, it's just that I can't hold back. After all, in the battle between the two of us, we can't win without using our full strength."

Ye Fan apologetically said to the referee.

"Don't worry, I saw everything just now." Furthermore, he won't die. Why do you think that our sect's stadium would spend so much money to build these arenas? "

The referee looked at Ye Fan and couldn't help but smile. Afterwards, he directly turned around and announced Ye Fan's victory.

Ye Fan couldn't help but be stunned. It seemed like the arena in the stadium wasn't just a simple arena. There were most likely other profound mysteries within.

Sure enough, not long after Ye Fan left the arena, the originally tattered Lu Junfei was enveloped by a blurry light. He gently stood up and walked off the arena with a tired look on his face.

"Elder, what's going on? Lu Junfei should already be dead, right? Why is he alive again? "

Ye Fan couldn't help but jump in fright as he asked the notary from the notary's office, who was currently contributing to him.

"Hehe, looks like you don't have enough understanding of our training grounds." Back then, the purpose of our sect's formation of this arena was to resolve the conflict between disciples. However, the hatred between some disciples is too great, so they would intentionally kill each other on the arena to vent the anger in their hearts. "

"However, Sect Master had already predicted this, so he had joined a special technique the moment the stage was built. The moment the disciples enter the stage, they will automatically take in their life signs and create an identical illusion to enter the stage. But the two of you are actually fighting in two separate spaces, what you are fighting against are illusions, and the attacks you are feeling are also simulated by the arena. "

"When one side is strong enough to kill the other side, the stage will automatically adjust its strength, so it won't be fatal. At most, it will only be severely injured, and after a simple treatment, it will be able to walk off the stage."

The Elder from the notary's office proudly said to Ye Fan.

Holy shit, it's high-tech!

Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh in admiration. He hadn't thought that this small arena would actually have such a special technique hidden within. This technique was truly strange. It was most likely the power of the mysterious formations from the legends.

"Ye Fan, I lost to you today, but don't be too proud. This isn't a good thing for you. It's only the beginning of a nightmare!"

Lu Junfei came to Ye Fan's side and whispered to him.

"It's better for you to take care of your own body. You don't need to worry about my matters. Remember to call me next time if you still have any contribution points left."

Ye Fan couldn't be bothered to pay attention to them. He waved the identity token in his hand, then walked towards the tower of trials, leaving behind Lu Junfei, who was sulking on his own.