
"Fuckers!"
Feng Xiao lunged with overflowing anger, like a burning blaze. The man spread his sword, stabbing Zhou Fan viciously.
But his attack could still be broken, Zhou Fan twitched while he struck out the night blood sword. Simultaneously Zhou Fan pushed his feet towards the waist.
Bangs...
Two feet together, both of them seem balanced. But in that period of time, Zhou Fan slashed.
Shutt...
The sword glided smoothly towards the neck. However to land the incision wound was not that easy, Feng Xiao pulled his body, while bouncy he raised his leg.
Zhou Fan pushed his fists, making his legs and fists clash.
Srak...
The two retreated and braked perfectly, their eyes staring intently like a hunter who had set his prey.
"Cloud slash!" Zhou Fan swung the night blood sword with both hands, creating a silhouette of a slash like a crescent moon.
Feng Xiao did not want to silently watch, he tightened his sword grip and prepared to issue an attack.
"Lion King!" Feng Xiao shouted loudly, along with that from the tip of his sword came out the lion's head.
Blars!
When the two moves collide, it strikes a loud stir that echoes on the altar of the match. Everyone who watched was flabbergasted at the fighting atmosphere he was that outer disciple.
While Feng Xiao after issuing the attack, he waited silently, he guessed that the opponent had been defeated.
But from the puff of smoke appeared a young man lunging towards him.
"The fight is not over!" Zhou Fan darted with a night blood sword.
Trangs...
The attack could be well intercepted by Feng Xiao, but Zhou Fan had no intention of retreating, the young man attacked more and more vigorously and often took out his empty-handed punch.
Feng Xiao's face turned red, he tried to get out of the pressure, but what was the power of him who was unable to face the incessant attacks of Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan did not let Feng Xiao take a breath, he continued attacking and using fire power on his sword god technique movements.
All who see from below are flabbergasted will be the valiant movements shown.
"That was his mainstay technique, now he was starting to get serious. I want to see how long Feng Xiao will last."
No one was not stunned by Zhou Fan's actions. It was not easy to combine a battle technique with fire power or anything like that.
"Damn it! I can't take it!" Feng Xiao roared furiously, he attacked forcefully and ignored Zhou Fan's attack that was pointing towards him.
Zhou Fan pulled the corner of his lips, he felt Feng Xiao was very careless, in this kind of opportunity he could have killed the man. However, in this selection of students are not allowed to kill each other.
"I'll end this." Zhou Fan moved quickly, advancing while slashing.
Feng Xiao felt his stomach being torn apart, but not too deep. Even so it was enough to make the blood jump out.
Zhou Fan turned around, along with that Feng Xiao's body fell on the arena floor. The enthusiastic voices of some la gaung people were heard, they joined in celebrating the success of the young man.
Wei Guanlin who saw Zhou Fan managed to get a ticket to the court in a happy smile, with that soon they would return to the land of birth-the Wei empire.
Seeing Zhou Fan approaching, Wei Guanlin as well as the others gave proud gazes. They were happy for the success that the young man had achieved.
Zhou Fan approached Wei Guanlin, he was standing beside his wife.
"Lin'er, I'm looking forward to the prize."