National Beast Control: My battle pet is super powerful

"It's over. How come we have to face Ye Fan in the first game?"

At the edge of the arena, seeing Sun Rang and Ye Fan appear one after another, Uncle Li and Sun Hu both looked a little embarrassed.

Now Sun Rang completely thought that Ye Fan's strength was fake and relied on banned drugs. According to his personality, he would definitely be careless.

It is a taboo to be careless even if one's strength is quite high, not to mention that Sun Rang's strength is far inferior to Ye Fan.

"You see, it can't be concealed now." Sun Hu said, "If you told him directly the first time, it would be fine. Now his mind is full of himself that he is stronger than Ye Fan. If he is defeated by Ye Fan again at this time, wouldn't the injury be more serious?"

"I didn't expect such a coincidence." Uncle Li was helpless, but he could only comfort himself: "But Rang'er's strength has improved a lot now. He is at the Eternal level."

"Eternal level? Didn't you see Ye Fan's level? He is almost at the Star Glory level!"

"Don't you know Ye Fan's strength? The Eternal level has the Star Glory level combat power. Now it is close to the Star Glory. I'm afraid that you and I can't say that his combat power is a sure win."

Sun Hu answered and stood up: "I think it's still Just let Rang'er admit defeat. If he doesn't fight Ye Fan, he can accumulate strength and still advance if he wins over others. If he fights Ye Fan and gets hit hard like last time, he won't be able to enter the second round. "

"Rang'er has been waiting for revenge for the past few months. How could he be willing to admit defeat now if you ask him to do so?" Uncle Li held Sun Hu back: "He can't accept such humiliation if he admits defeat directly in front of everyone, or at the opening ceremony of the league." "Can't accept it? When he is pressed to the ground and hammered, he can accept it, and it won't be humiliating? ? "

Sun Hu was shocked and wanted to shake off Uncle Li, but he was always held back. When he saw the surrounding clansmen and the head of the family looking at him in confusion, he seemed a little angry and sat down.

"Okay, okay, you can just spoil him like this. Ye Fan is not you, Sun Li. He won't show mercy to Rang'er. At this time, you should obviously retain your strength. Why do you let him go for no reason to lose his face..."

"Foolish! Foolish loyalty!"

...

Click, click.

Ye Fan didn't know about the complexity of each other in the field. When he walked to the field, he just looked at Sun Rang quietly.

He naturally didn't pay much attention to Sun Rang. At this time, he didn't even have the idea of ​​drawing his sword or summoning the beast.

"Aren't you taking drugs today?" Sun Rang, on the other hand, still remembered the humiliation a few months ago. As soon as he entered the field, he said to Ye Fan with a slightly yin and yang tone: "Oh, that's right, today is the league, there are so many broadcasts and spectators, you can't take drugs."

"Taking drugs?" Hearing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, "What drugs?"

"Are you still pretending?" Sun Rang smiled, "How did you defeat me in the secret realm a few months ago, have you forgotten?"

Hearing this, Ye Fan thought about the two encounters with Sun Rang in the secret realm and understood.

This guy thought he defeated him with banned drugs.

No wonder he looked ashamed of himself when he saw Luo Ling'er at that time.

"Is it a reason made up by the elders at home who are afraid that his confidence will be hindered?" Being good at human relations, Ye Fan naturally had a guess, but soon, he just smiled.

Those who cannot even accept failure calmly and need to use excuses to prevaricate are destined to disappear into the dust in the coming chaos.

"I don't know what you are talking about specifically, taking drugs or something." After a pause, Ye Fan spoke to Sun Rang and spread his hands with some playfulness: "But since you think my strength depends on taking drugs, now is not the best time for you to prove yourself?"

"What are you waiting for?"

"Hmm?" Seeing that Ye Fan obviously didn't think much of himself, at this time, he was angry in his heart and didn't calm down, but just clenched his fists.

"Roar!"

He obviously made some progress. This time, the ancestor's shadow appeared larger and more staring. When it appeared, it was like a huge giant attached to him.

"Bloodline warrior, S-level Sun Rang, is actually a bloodline warrior!"

The host's excited voice sounded at the right time. After a shout, he immediately began to popularize science:

"Bloodline warriors are the human race with the blood of the ancient species in legend. Their existence comes from their ancestors who defeated the powerful ancient species and obtained the blood of the ancient species..."

It can be seen that the host's skills are quite good. He speaks quickly and clearly. Before Sun Rang was ready to attack, he had already mobilized the audience's emotions.

How can ordinary people have the opportunity to see a bloodline warrior? Sun Rang's bloodline just unfolded and attracted everyone's attention at once.

"Humph." In the field, feeling those enthusiastic eyes, Sun Rang seemed to enjoy it. Looking at himself covered with scales, and then looking at Ye Fan who was a little thin, his self-confidence was skyrocketing wildly.

"Ye Fan, you are also a descendant of the bloodline family, but unfortunately, you did not inherit the family bloodline."

"Otherwise, you might understand how wonderful it is to be chosen by God."

Slowly clenching his fist, Sun Rang grinned, and then rushed towards Ye Fan.

Under the shadow, his momentum was obviously amazing, his pace went from slow to fast, and the footsteps became heavier and heavier. In the end, every step was a rumbling sound.

Facing Ye Fan, he still chose to use the heavy punch from last time, but this time, he was obviously prepared. This punch was confident and full of confidence, which was indeed a world of difference from the last time.

"Chosen by God..." The heavy punch was already in front of him, but Ye Fan just narrowed his eyes.

The next moment, he stretched out his hand, not on the black sword, but on the blood sword at his waist.

"Sword Style: Iai."

A low voice sounded, holding the sword, possessing the body, and drawing the sword. Ye Fan, who had practiced this sword style thousands of times, was not jerky at all. The movements were smooth and natural.

Zheng.

The sound of the sword's cry disappeared in a flash, and a dazzling blood light lit up.

Many people looked nervously at the scene. At this time, the blood light disappeared, but Ye Fan and Sun Rang had already passed by, with their backs facing each other.

The air was a little quiet, and this scene made many people feel a little weird. As for those with discerning eyes, horror appeared in their eyes at this time.

Pfft.

A slight cracking sound broke the silence. In the field, Sun Rang froze there, lowering his head, and a line of blood went from bottom to top, drawing the center line without any deviation.

"...Why?" Before fainting, Sun Rang turned his head and looked at Mark. His eyes seemed to be hard to accept: "Aren't you taking medicine?"

Ye Fan did not answer, but looked at Sun Rang with a slight smile on his face.

"Unfortunately, you don't seem to be worthy of the title of Chosen One."

thump!

The blood line collapsed in the next moment and turned into a spurt of blood. Sun Rang fell to the ground, and Ye Fan just flicked the bloody sword in his hand. The solid blood beads did not leave the sword body as it swung, and fell on the blade. It broke naturally and merged into the blood sword.

"Let's go!"

Putting away the bloody sword, Ye Fan walked to the sidelines. Everyone in the Sun family ran into the court crying, but they just became his background.

"Ah this..."

On the stage, the host who was just preparing to give a passionate speech froze a little. Looking at the looks from many people in the venue, he felt a little ashamed.

His strength was not strong, and with this sword strike, he only saw a flash of blood.

"How to explain this?" The host's scalp was numb, but fortunately, facing so many broadcasters and audiences, his strong professionalism was reflected. The expression on his face only stiffened for a moment, and then he immediately showed a cooperative shock and said:

"What a fast sword!"