Zhang's people thought they were ashamed. They sent several people to escape directly with Zhang Miao who fainted. They didn't even get on the ambulance.

When the champion of previous years played in the challenge arena, he insisted on at least five games. Otherwise, how can he be said to be a champion?

This time, Zhang Miao completely broke the record of the whole Jingzhou and became the most humiliating champion.

"Jiang Fan has made progress again." Peirong looked at Jiang Fan in the challenge arena and directly smashed the mountain from the punch just now. It can be seen that the power is strong. I'm afraid it's not far from the peak.

"Jiang fan is only more than 300 years old now. He has such divine power. It can be seen that he is the leader of the younger generation."

"Yes, and Jiang fan is good at using his brain. He is not a reckless man. Such a person is the most terrible."

"Jiang Fan missed the championship last year and is afraid to win back this year."

"I don't know who will play next."

Just after everyone cheered Jiang Fan's victory, a white figure flew to the challenge arena. The moonlight wrapped his body and glittered. Luo Yi flew lightly from the wind.

"It's Xuan song!"

"God, there's something nice."

"Come on, brother Xuan, come on, brother fan."

Tan Xinger gathered around Lin Wushuang and continued to explain to her, "do you know Brother Guo Xuan? The legitimate son of the Guo family is called Jingzhou Shuangbi together with your brother Rong. They are all music powers. Brother Rong uses flute and brother Xuan uses flute."

Lin Wushuang looks at the gorgeous and beautiful man in the challenge arena. His temperament is indeed similar to that of Peirong. However, Lin Wushuang can see that Guo Xuan is not Jiang Fan's opponent, let alone Peirong's opponent.

Although all three of them are high-level powers!

Jiang Fan looked at Guo Xuan, who was on the stage. The corners of his mouth were hooked, and even his blood was excited. "Good guy, I thought you had to wait until later!"

Guo Xuan turned his long flute in his hand and smiled as pale as ink chrysanthemum. "I'm not so shameless. When you're exhausted, you'll be on the stage. Don't talk nonsense. Come on."

With that, Guo Xuan put the long flute under the lip flap, the flute played, and the music turned into an attack wave, completely attacking Jiang Fan!

Jiang Fan quickly dodged these sound waves, but Guo Xuan didn't give him a chance and increased the offensive.

The sound waves coming from his face almost surrounded Jiang Fan. He couldn't avoid it. He took a few moves directly and fell into a disadvantage.

In the melee battle of Chiang Kai Shek, Guo Xuan is a long-range fighter. If he fights, he will suffer some losses in the melee battle.

Countless people in the stands sighed.

"Hey, this is a natural advantage. It seems that Guo Xuan won this game."

"Yes, at the same level, distance is better than melee. After all, Jiang fan can't touch Guo Xuan, let alone hit him. Guo Xuan only needs to play the flute in the distance to hit Jiang Fan."

"Hey, did you forget last year? Brother fan fought several hard battles and beat brother Xuan down when he was exhausted. It can be seen that brother fan still had a chance."

"Of course I didn't forget, but at that time, brother fan was in a backwater battle. Under the attack of brother Xuan's sound wave, he forcibly approached brother Xuan, and then punched brother Xuan out! And brother fan also paid the price of serious injury, but the so-called killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred."

"Those who play long-range can't let the enemy get close, otherwise they can't be solved by a fist in close combat. Brother Xuan was defeated here last year. Will he give brother fan this opportunity this year?"

Tan Xinger asked Lin Wushuang curiously, "linger, who do you think won this game?"

As soon as she spoke, some people around looked over. It was obvious that Lin Wushuang had predicted the first inning and wanted to hear her say the second inning.

Lin Wushuang lazily picked up the wine bowl and took a sip. He looked at the not very wonderful competition on the challenge arena and said slowly, "Guo Xuan is not Jiang Fan's opponent."

Tan Xinger asked again, "why?"

Other people were also very curious and expressed their opinions one after another.

"Brother fan is already at a disadvantage. He can't get close to brother Xuan, so he can only lose."

"Yes, isn't it difficult for brother fan to forcibly approach brother Xuan against brother Xuan's attack? Then come down like this, don't say whether brother Xuan has fortification. Even if not, brother fan will be scarred and won't last until the next game."

"I'm curious about how to break the long-range attack in this melee."

"It's very simple." Lin Wushuang put the wine bowl on the table and pointed to the two people on the stage to analyze, "melee to long-range, at the same level, no one will be absolutely suppressed. There are many ways to break the game. Jiang fan doesn't need to carry Guo Xuan's attack forward if he wants to win. As long as his body method is too fast, while avoiding these sound waves, he will shoot down Guo Xuan's weapons!"

What's the use of long-range without weapons?

"It's easy to say. How can you avoid such a dense attack?"

"Yes, brother Xuan's attack is like a mountain, like Mount Tai pressing the top. He can't hide at all."

Peirong shook his head and said, "linger is right. As long as the body method is too fast, there is nothing to hide. In the eyes of the power, the attack comes not only in the front, but also in the back."

Everyone was stunned!

At this time, the music stopped suddenly.

Jiang Fan didn't know when he appeared behind Guo Xuan. He directly hit Guo Xuan's right arm and the long flute slipped. Guo Xuan almost fell to the ground because of this blow.

"You!" Guo Xuan looked at Jiang Fan in shock. He really couldn't think when he appeared behind him.

However, Jiang Fan didn't give him a chance. He took advantage of the victory and pursued him. Like lifting weights, he lifted Guo Xuan up and threw him out of the challenge arena.

There was an uproar again!

"My God, I really won!"

"In the blink of an eye, brother Xuan failed. How did brother fan do it?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Lin Wushuang, but Lin Wushuang didn't have the energy to explain to them. His eyes glanced at the nearby Peirong faintly.

Peirong was amused by Lin Wushuang's small movements and whispered, "Jiang fan is a force power. When he is powerful, he can cut mountains and fill the sea. When he is flexible, he can approach the enemy unconsciously.

As I said just now, the vision of the superpower is not just the front. Guo Xuan loses here. All his attacks are straight ahead and face Jiang Fan. In addition, there are no attacks on the left and right sides of Jiang Fan, and there are still no attacks above his head, which gives Jiang Fan the choice of three directions.

He randomly chose a direction and quickly arrived behind Guo Xuan. At the same time, he also used the residual shadow left by the super fast speed to make Guo Xuan think he was still in place and even hit. In fact, those are all illusions. "

It suddenly dawned on everyone. I see.

However, she looked at Lin Wushuang with more respect. She guessed both innings!

Tan Xinger excitedly grabbed Lin Wushuang's hand and smiled happily, "linger, you are really getting stronger and stronger."

Pu Lun's eyes dimmed next to him. After Jiang Fan won the first game, he felt ashamed.

It's embarrassing for him to say such words as spending time with each other.

No wonder he will lose to Pei Ling, because he is not even as good as Pei Rong.

Just like now in the second game, he still couldn't find a way to break the game, but he was seen through by Pei Ling, and Peirong understood it from Pei Ling's point to the end.

The gap made him very uncomfortable.