Super King of Soldiers in the City

Although Wang Fan was fighting, he did not relax his vigilance against the powerful Yong family on the high platform.

So he naturally knew that those strong in the Yong family had been paying attention to him.

Fortunately, until now, those strong in the Yong family hadn't noticed the curse mark in his body, so Wang Fan couldn't help but relax.

This time, he did not leave the battlefield soon, but started frantically scoring points.

Almost every monk who came to the stage to fight against him was defeated by him and swept off the platform.

In this way, after fighting for dozens of games, Wang Fan has reached 957 points and has reached the fifth place in the ranking.

Seeing this ranking, Wang Fan was very satisfied.

He felt that he had no need to continue fighting.

Because with his current ranking, it is almost a certainty that he wants to be in the top 100.

The most important thing is that almost no one has come up to challenge him on this battle platform.

Although everyone knows that Wang Fan is not that kind of fierce monk, and fighting against Wang Fan, as long as you can't kill, you will never endanger your life, but still no one will come up to challenge Wang Fan.

Because once it fails, it means elimination.

Wang Fan just smiled helplessly at this, then left the battlefield and became a spectator.

The battle was still in full swing, and after another two days, there were only two hundred of 10,000 monks left.

At this time, there are almost no weak people.

In the same way, the fighting was not as crazy as before, and everyone became extremely cautious.

If one chooses an invincible opponent carelessly, he will lose his life.

Wang Fan seemed very relaxed, because even now, his ranking is still fifth and there is no change at all.

If no one comes to challenge him, then he doesn't plan to continue to challenge him.

Anyway, his goal has been achieved, just waiting to join the Yong family, and then find a way to approach the Yong Wu Dao.

"Brother, I think Wang Fan, who is ranked fifth, is very ordinary. He can't be your opponent. Or, did you help me solve him?"

In one of the prescriptions, two monks were standing together, communicating through voice.

It was a female nun who was talking, named Chai Huayun, and she was ranked 132nd in the standings.

However, although her ranking is very high and her strength is already extremely strong, among the two hundred people, she is still relatively weak.

Therefore, she didn't dare to challenge others at all, she could only wait for others to challenge each other, and improve her ranking while eliminating others.

The monk standing beside her was not someone else, but her senior brother Yan Jue.

Yan Jue ranked seventeenth, extremely powerful and decisive.

Almost all of his opponents had been beheaded by him, and none of them survived.

When Yan Jue heard Chai Huayun's voice transmission, his eyelids couldn't help but jump, and instantly he swept towards Wang Fan not far away, with a fierceness in his eyes.

Wang Fan, he is naturally concerned.

In fact, he is paying attention to the remaining 200 monks.

It just seemed that Wang Fan was indeed relatively easy to deal with.

Because of the subsequent battles, Wang Fan almost always defeated his opponents with a small advantage, and there was no crushing victory at all.

In addition, after fighting for so many days, Wang Fan had only used a martial skill, Heavenly Slash, and he was not like other cultivators. So he naturally despised Wang Fan.

However, despite this, Yan Jue still didn't immediately agree to his junior sister Chai Huayun, he wanted to wait before talking.

"Don't you want to take the top 100? There are still two hundred people, why don't you challenge it? Keep fighting, kill!"

"Why stop? I want to see more exciting battles. Challenge yourself. This is a chance to join the Yong family."

The monks who watched the battle below, as well as the monks who were eliminated but did not die, saw that there was no one to challenge, and the scene became deserted, and they couldn't help making a voice of dissatisfaction.

They came here because they wanted to watch exciting battles. Now that there are no exciting battles, they are naturally unhappy.

On the high platform, the Yong family powerhouse could not help but frown slightly when he saw some cold spots.

After a full half an hour, no one took the stage to challenge, Yong Wudao finally couldn't help standing up.

He looked at the two hundred cultivators below, and said, "Is there no one to challenge? If no one challenges, then this Dao discussion conference will be over here."

"Next, I will give you time for a stick of incense. If there is no challenge in the stick of incense, then the discussion conference will end here."

After Yong Wudao finished speaking, he sat down slowly.

Although he also knew that the next battle would definitely be more dangerous, and there would definitely be deaths. But he didn't care.

After all, these monks were not from his Yong family, they died when they died, and had nothing to do with his Yong family, but they were more able to select the strong for the Yong family.

Accompanied by the voice of Yong Wudao, the atmosphere on the scene became more subtle, and it was a little quiet for a while.

Those who are now ranked in the top 100 are relatively better, but those who are ranked below the 100 are a bit uncomfortable.

They were all killed out of more than 100,000 people, and they were finally able to enter the top 100 immediately. If you just give up like this, how can you be reconciled?

But if they don't give up, who should they challenge?

There was a short silence, and soon someone yelled, then gritted his teeth and flew onto the battle platform.

"I challenge Zhang Huan, ranked 157th!"

The person's voice fell, and a red monk suddenly jumped out, stepped out one step, and flew onto the battle platform.

"You, the 169th trash, even dare to challenge the deity. You are looking for death!"

The man shouted angrily, immediately sacrificed the magic weapon and killed it.

Next, after a fierce battle, the 169th ranked monk won with difficulty, beheading the 157th ranked Zhang Huan, and successfully obtained Zhang Huan's points.

The two points superimposed, and his ranking skyrocketed instantly, directly rising to the 87th place, entering the top 100.

However, before he was happy, the female cultivator named Chai Huayun, who wanted to encourage his brother Yan to kill Wang Fan before, stepped onto the battle platform and started fighting with him.

After a battle, Chai Huayun won, beheaded Yan Jue, and entered the top 100. But before she had time to be happy, another monk took the stage and challenged her.

In this way, the battle started again, and it was even more tragic.

Watching this scene, Wang Fan couldn't help shaking his head in secret.

These people are already considered geniuses, but they are all dead here, and he feels worthless for these people.

After all, just to join the Yong family, so desperately?

Two more hours later, there are still points, and only one hundred and twenty people remain.

As for the other eighty people, most of them have been killed, and only a few survived.

Of course, Wang Fan's points did not change the slightest, and he remained firmly at the fifth position.

Not far away, the sister named Chai Huayun was seriously injured and was being supported by Yan Jue.

Because the monk who defeated her before, did not have as many points as her, and did not kill her, so she has not been eliminated.

However, her ranking is already at the end, one hundred and twenty.

"Brother!" She looked at Yan Jue, with a desire in her eyes.

Now she has no way to fight, only relying on her senior.

Yan Jue glanced at Chai Huayun, sighed secretly, then stepped out and boarded the battle platform.