Everyone changes their job: As a dragon tamer, I can kill gods!

Ding! !

[It is detected that the host is currently being questioned and ridiculed by a sophomore student from the same school. The system has released a new challenge task! ]

[Task content: Show your power in front of people! Defeat all doubts in the spotlight! Defeat all challengers! ]

[Task reward: Diamond treasure chest × 1; Lucky potion × 1. ]

[Task penalty: Randomly lose an S-level skill. ]

[Host, please work hard to complete the task! ]

Hmm! ?

The task has been triggered again!

In a short period of time, two tasks have been triggered at once!

But this is normal.

When the system just released the one that allowed him to achieve excellent results in the Ten Thousand Nations Battle.

Qin Fan already knew that he would be questioned and ridiculed.

After all, no matter how powerful he was, he was just a freshman in their eyes.

It was normal to be considered unqualified to represent Fengtian Academy.

At the moment.

Qin Fan, who always hated bloody plots, had to thank these sophomores who provoked and questioned him.

Why...

If there were no doubts and provocations from them, how could the system release two tasks in a row?

The key is that this task seems to have very few rewards, only one diamond treasure chest, but the other 'lucky potion' is a metaphysical magic medicine!

Qin Fan has not forgotten that he was crazy successful in enchanting and forging yesterday!

It is enough to see how unreasonable this bottle of magic medicine is!

As long as you drink it, your luck will be against the sky!

Even if you enchant with your eyes closed, you can succeed 100% and trigger the highest lucky multiple reward!

If Qin Fan really didn't have the enchantment materials that day, he would have to show everyone what ten consecutive seven colors are!

Without thinking too much.

After hearing the broadcast words that resounded throughout the school.

Qin Fan smiled coldly and walked towards the No. 1 Arena.

Soon...

When Qin Fan appeared at the entrance of the arena.

But he found that there were already at least a thousand people gathered inside!

There were freshmen and sophomores!

All of them came to join in the fun and watch the show!

"This guy..."

"How dare you come!"

"Okay! He's a man! For this reason, be gentle when I beat him up later!"

Although many sophomores had never seen Qin Fan, when they saw that slender and cold figure, they still recognized his identity at a glance!

Mainly because he was too conspicuous.

He was 1.8 meters tall, with a slender and well-proportioned body without a trace of thinness, and handsome and unparalleled facial features.

Coupled with the cold and indifferent temperament and the suffocating aura that lingered around him, everyone present subconsciously replaced the person in front of them with the name "Qin Fan".

It was definitely him! !

"Don't tell me, this freshman number one looks pretty impressive."

"Come on! He's just pretending to be awesome now. I'm afraid he'll be beaten to a pulp by Brother Sheng and the others later!"

"If that's the case, the dean and teachers will be slapped in the face. The people they chose were beaten up by us."

"Hahaha..."

These sophomores have already booed Qin Fan.

The freshmen were the complete opposite, with warm applause and support.

"Damn! Brother Fan! My God! You're finally here!"

"Where are those two little dragon cubs? Hurry up and shout them out to let these stupid sophomores see the world!"

"I'm here for the Holy Dragon. Qin Fan can't use the Holy Dragon to beat us, but he should use the dragon to fight these top sophomores, right?"

"I'm just cheering for Brother Fan!"

"Knock them down!"

Such warm support even drowned out the sophomores' boos.

The sophomores were stunned.

These freshmen...

Are they really crazy enough to think that Qin Fan has contracted the Holy Dragon?

Are they deceiving themselves?

It is worth mentioning that...

Xu Niannian, Bai Wushuang, Fang Tairan and others also came to watch the show.

Bai Wushuang's arrogant and proud aura has weakened a lot since the last battle, and even the little flying dragon lying on his shoulder couldn't help shrinking in fear when he saw the slender figure on the arena.

It can be said that he was psychologically traumatized.

Xu Niannian turned around and asked, "Bai Wushuang, Fang Tairan, what do you think Qin Fan has a chance of winning against these sophomores in their 50s?"

Bai Wushuang and Fang Tairan turned their heads and looked at her.

That look seemed to say: How can you ask such an idiotic question.

Xu Niannian: "..."

Hmm...

It seems that my question is indeed a bit idiotic.

……

HeightXue Sheng, who was also handsome, looked at the calm figure who walked slowly from outside the arena. He narrowed his gloomy eyes and grasped the black long sword hanging at his waist.

"Brother Sheng, why do you need to deal with such trash!"

"I'll do it directly!"

At this time.

The sophomore student standing next to him smiled calmly.

His name is Weng Hong, level 50, second turn, Explosive Flame Dharma King.

As one of Xue Sheng's most loyal lackeys, he must stand up in such a scene to relieve his brother's worries.

"I don't want him to leave this arena standing."

Xue Sheng pressed the hilt of the sword and said a light reminder, then turned around and sat down in the front row of the audience.

After receiving the reminder, Weng Hong naturally showed a cruel smile and promised: "Brother Sheng, don't worry, this kid has a good skin all over his body before he leaves the stage. I will take his last name!"

At this time.

As Qin Fan walked onto the arena with a calm expression.

The staff who had been waiting for a long time also directly turned on the holographic projection screens that took care of everyone's perspective.

At the same time, a layer of energy protection shield rose from the ring.

To prevent the collision and spread of skills between the two sides on the ring.

"You are Qin Fan, right?"

"You are a piece of trash, not worth it..."

Weng Hong didn't finish her words.

But she saw the extremely cold young man in front of her waved his hand impatiently to interrupt his words.

"Don't talk nonsense, fight quickly if you want to!"

"Or all of you can come together! I'm in a hurry!"

When Qin Fan's impatient voice fell.

Hiss! !

The audience couldn't help but gasp again.

Damn it!

This guy is really crazy!

"Okay! I won't burn you beyond recognition later, you are thick-skinned!"

Weng Hong was also completely angry.

Damn it!

I was really underestimated by the other party!

"Both sides, prepare! After the five-second countdown, the duel begins!"

The manager of the arena has raised his hand, signaling both sides to prepare for the battle.

At this moment.

Xue Sheng in the audience has already closed his eyes.

It seems that the result of the next duel no longer needs his attention.

Under the expectant and excited eyes of the crowd.

The five-second countdown finally came to an end.