C96

What did they see?

Not only did the defending champion, Pan Xing, who was known as the number one freshman, lose two moves in a row, he was even sent flying by someone and almost fell off the stage. They didn't even think about it at the beginning.

As for Pan Xing, who was lying motionless on the ground, Nie Tian didn't know if he had fainted or if he was too embarrassed to get up. No matter what, everyone found it hard to believe.

Even Pan Xing was sent flying. Was this young man's strength that terrifying? Pan Xing was trying to steal something from Nie Tian. If he wanted to play, someone else would have to play with him.

F * ck, didn't they say that body tempering had declined?

"Big brother, well done! These two slaps were so domineering that they made him act so arrogantly. Haha!"

Pu Dong shouted from below the stage. His face was slightly red from excitement. Damn, this was too relieving.

At the side of the crowd, there was a fair skinned youth with an unsightly expression. He subconsciously touched his face, as if he was recalling the bleak scene from his previous life.

"Impossible! How could Pan Xing be defeated so quickly? He hasn't even used his martial skills or movement techniques. Even if Ling Yan's strength is astonishing, he should still be able to defend himself against a third level Mortal Realm martial artist. Is this idiot faking his death?"

"You idiot! Get up and fight, just use your strongest combat skill!" Wang Ba thought that this was not enough and ran to the edge of Stage Four, where Pan Xing was lying on his stomach, and yelled into Pan Xing's ear.

"Pan Xing, don't play dead. I know you're not dead yet. Hurry up and beat him up!"

F * ck, of course I'm not dead! Pretend to be dead!

He had been sent flying by Ling Yan, and even now, he still couldn't believe it. Thinking about the people around him watching him, he felt embarrassed to death, so he just kept lying on the ground and didn't get up.

However, if Ling Yan dared to come at this time, he did not mind letting Ling Yan have a taste of his fierce counterattack.

However, with Wang Ba's shout, Pan Xing was unable to continue acting. Otherwise, people would have thought that Ling Yan had knocked him out with a single slap.

Stupid as a pig!

Pan Xing wished he could send Wang Ba flying with a single kick.

As soon as Wang Ba's voice fell, Pan Xing's body began to move. Then, he slowly stood up. Pan Xing's face darkened as an enormous aura emanated from his body. It swept out in all directions like a gale, causing the onlookers' expressions to change.

Pan Xing was enraged!

However, Pan Xing's face was currently so white that a pair of fiery red handprints could be clearly seen on both sides of his face. This made him look somewhat comical.

"Brat, I admit that I have underestimated you. However, do you think that you are stronger than me? "What a joke!"

Pan Xing stared coldly at Ling Yan. Under everyone's gaze, he slowly pulled out a pitch black, five-foot-long blade from his storage ring. The blade didn't have any patterns on it, but after he pulled it out, it seemed to devour the light.

A treasure, this was definitely a treasure!

Everyone exclaimed. This time, Pan Xing was serious. He had never brought a weapon before, and his first move was a treasure that was worth at least ten thousand silver taels.

Ling Yan was in danger!

"Take out your weapon, or you won't have a chance." Pan Xing looked at Ling Yan and said coldly.

"Is it necessary?"

The corner of Ling Yan's mouth slightly parted as he spoke in an indifferent manner.

Ling Yan, who cultivated the « Berserk Golden Body Art », had the best weapon with his body!

However, when Pan Xing heard Ling Yan's words, it became red. To deal with him, there was no need to use a weapon.

Good, very good!

Pan Xing laughed in extreme anger. "Then go and die."

He activated Phantom Steps, and Pan Xing's figure instantly disappeared from where he stood. Next, a streak of cold light suddenly appeared next to Ling Yan, chopping down viciously!