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"Fatty Qian, I... Stomachache? Why didn't you say you were about to give birth! "

"Fatty Qian, you want to leave after winning the money?"

"Fatty Qian, even you have to open your mouth for today!"

"Don't talk nonsense with laozi, quickly start the game!"

"Don't even think about leaving until the competition starts!"

After winning the money, he wanted to run away. How could there be such a cheap thing in the world? But what was strange was that although the outer sect disciples were scolding the hell out of the eighteen generations of the ancestors, no one dared to actually block the path of a million gold coins. Whenever the money went past a million, the outer sect disciples that surrounded him would automatically retreat.

Don't look at the million yuan's simple and honest appearance, with a harmless look, as the richest man in the Lingyun Peak, how could he possibly be as straightforward and honest as he appeared to be? If he didn't have some frightening methods, he would have long been gnawed to the point where there wouldn't even be a bone left behind. The legends said that his background was extremely powerful, and he had close ties with several big shots in the Sect, not to mention ordinary outer sect disciples, he didn't even dare to offend him when it came to the five big shots of the outer sect!

"Abominable Fatty Qian!" Ten pieces of Spirit Stones, but he had almost saved half of it, how could he let himself just leave like that? With a twist of his waist, he was prepared to block the path of the million, but just as he was about to step into the distance, Lu Chao's deep eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, Fatty Qian, that master of his, Yun Feiyang's, was actually so afraid of him, for the sake of the ten Spirit Stones, he would completely lose all decorum with this Fatty Qian, was it really worth it?

With Lu Chao's moment of hesitation, the million yuan had already slipped away while clutching its stomach, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

"Your father's five hundred liang, damn Fatty Qian, don't let your father see you again!"

"Fatty Qian, just you wait, laozi is not done with you!"

"Fatty Qian!"

"Damn fatty, don't let me see you. Otherwise, I'll squash you every time I see you!"

In a split-second, the entire arena was filled with explosions as furious shouts filled the air. If these voices could kill, then that million yuan would have been minced into thousands of pieces and chopped into thousands of pieces by the crowd.

"Damn it!" After cursing in the direction that Qian million had disappeared in, Lu Chao's gaze turned and focused on the stage once again, "Lei Yun, greet that brat" nicely ", we can't let him get away with this!"

Lu Chao's face was frighteningly black. If it wasn't for this brat, how could he have lost? At this moment, Yang Fan was undoubtedly the best outlet to fight!

"Brother Lu shi, rest assured. I won't let this lad have a taste of what it means to beg for death, but it'll be hard for me to vent the hatred in my heart!" It was this brat who crippled his Second Brother, preventing him from cultivating in the martial way for his entire life. It was also this brat who caused him to lose so badly, saved up over several years, and became like a flowing river. This grudge was irreconcilable, and even if he used up all the water in the five lakes and four seas, it would still be difficult to wash up!

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"...

An incomparably violent killing intent surged out from Lei Yun's body like raging waves, the aura around him began to rise, it was eternally unstoppable, his bones were tyrannical, and the sounds of tiger, leopard and thunder kept on ringing in his ears! From all directions, strong gales swept and dust filled the air!

At this moment, Yang Fan's entire being was like a lonely boat, drifting on a vast ocean. At any moment, he could be destroyed!

"Junior Brother Yang, oh Junior Brother Yang, why are you so stubborn! Just wait a bit, is it really that difficult? " Man Niu's expression darkened, on the path of martial arts, it was true that it was important to advance bravely, but sometimes, one also had to learn to endure.

"Die!" Gale Divine Leg! "

With a cold shout, Lei Yun took the initiative to launch an attack. His kick was extremely simple, but as quick as the wind, in less than a breath, he had already crossed thirty meters of distance, and rushed towards Yang Fan!

"What a terrifying power! "What a fast speed!"

was indeed Lei Yun, and was something that Ke Yun could not match, the speed of this Wind God Kick was extremely fast, and most of the outer sect disciples did not even have time to react, and were already heavily injured by the kick!

"This... Is this the strength of the outer sect's top hundred disciples? Terrifying! It's really scary! " Qin Feng and the other new disciples were even more terrified.

At this moment …

"What a great Gale Divine Leg, Lei Yun, you take my attack too, Mang Niu split the mountain!" Yang Fan did not show any signs of weakness. Thunder rumbled within his body as his voice shook the wilderness. The power of his entire body surged together as the aura of his body crazily increased.

"He even used the basic martial skill – Wild Bull's Opening Fist. At this time, he still has some left over to show for it. Isn't this kid stupid!" Many outer court disciples below the arena frowned.

"You are all thinking too much, he is not holding back his strength, he does not know how to use Yellow Level Martial Skill, don't forget, he is a newbie who just got promoted!"

"Yeah, he …" He's even a newbie who just got promoted! " The numerous outer court disciples shook their heads and bitterly laughed. Traces of bitterness arose within their hearts, as they had almost forgotten that he had just advanced yesterday!

Just at that moment!

"Rumble!"

The fist and feet collided with each other, causing the mountains to crack and the earth to crack. The stone slabs on the stage were thrown up into the air one by one, exploding into smithereens.

Smoke and dust swirled up, completely covering the two of them!

"Who …" Who won? "

The surrounding outer court disciples that were spectating below the arena stretched their necks out and looked up in anticipation.

On the stage, Yang Fan and Lei Yun were standing opposite of each other, as though the two had never fought before. But after a closer look, it was not difficult to notice that Lei Yun's face had turned pale, his right leg was trembling slightly, as though he was convulsing. On the other hand, Yang Fan did not look any different!

"It's Yang …" Yang Fan took... To gain the upper hand? This... "How is this possible!?" Many outer sect disciples rubbed their eyes in disbelief, this was completely different from what they had imagined, wasn't it supposed to be Lei Yun suppressing Yang Fan?

"What a Yang Fan, I have underestimated you again!" Sima Yun's body trembled, and a sense of admiration unconsciously surged into his heart. If it was him, even if he didn't die under Lei Yun's feet, he would at least be severely injured!

"This... This is the power of the Transformational Mad Bull Opening Fist? " Lu Chao's face congealed slightly, with just this one fist, it was enough for Yang Fan to squeeze himself into the ranks of the first class experts in the outer sect. To be able to receive this attack from Yang Fan, even if one looked at his Lingyun Peak, it was impossible to find many people who could do it, "You have such power just entered the sect, if you gave him some more time, it would be …" Instantly, Lu Chao's eyes flashed with a terrifying killing intent. Such a monster, since he had already offended it, the only option was to kill it while it was still sprout. Otherwise, it would become a huge threat to his heart!

With a flash of killing intent, Lu Chao immediately urged Lei Yun who was on the stage, "Junior brother Lei! Take action, send this brat on his way! "