Fantasy One Second Billions Of Gods

"Both players, exchange names?" The referee saw that the Dragon Transformation Monk was still waving to greet the audience around him, and reminded him coldly, and then he turned to look at Yang Changan.

"Donghuang Battle Tianmen Fujita, No. 465 on the Dragon Transformation List, you can already admit defeat."

"Zhongzhou, Yang Changan!"

Fujita's eyelids twitched. This name seemed so familiar! A monk like him who loves fame and wealth also pays great attention to those unreachable geniuses. Yang Changan's name is something he has never dared to think about in the past two years~ Idol.

Staring carefully at Yang Changan's face and the three-foot-long black-tipped white-tasseled spear in his hand, his teeth began to tremble for a moment.

“Crown…Crown…Champion…Army……

Yang Changan laughed, swung the gun barrel, and pulled him out of the field: "Lest I win without a fight, it's better to take action first. Now that I can be on the Dragon Transformation List with such strength?"

Fujita stood up in the audience, pointed at Yang Changan, and shouted excitedly: "The champion, you are the champion Yang Changan!"

The young talents present may not know who Yang Changan is, nor do they know Hua Yunfei, who is making a lot of noise, but they definitely know the champion Hou, who has dominated the Dragon Transformation List for two years.

Suddenly the area was boiling with people shouting for the champion and rushing towards the ring.

"It's really troublesome!" Yang Changan shook his head helplessly and was about to leave the field, but was suddenly stopped by the referee.

"Wait a minute, Yang Chang'an, the first stage has ended. In the second stage, the defense battle has begun. No one needs to defeat three challengers of the same level in the ring in a row to advance to the next round and defeat ten challenges in a row. Those who do, will directly enter the top 100."

Yang Changan looked around and saw that there was a monk standing in the other nine arenas, waiting for others to challenge.

King Dingjun raised his voice, and his true energy spread his voice clearly to every corner: "Those who fail to challenge three times will be eliminated directly. If the challenger has not been challenged for a long time, his opponent will be drawn immediately."

This is also to avoid a situation where the challenger is too strong and no one dares to fight!

"Yunfei, after watching the first stage of the competition, who are you more optimistic about?" After announcing the rules, King Dingjun sat down next to Hua Yunfei, wanting to see what he thought of them.

"Well... Yang Chang'an, the black-skinned man who plays with a big ax in the A-stage, the fat monk in the Ugly stage, the green-clothed Taoist in the No. 1 stage, and the monk in the audience, as long as they don't match each other , at least they are all top eight players.”

King Dingjun nodded with deep sympathy, he also valued these people.

"What, if the monk wins, can he also marry the princess?" Leng Buding heard Hua Yunfei's ridicule, and King Dingjun's face turned red, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Yang Changan held the gun barrel and knocked on the ground under his feet: "I want to shoot ten!"

He actually felt that it was too troublesome to challenge each other, so he asked to accept the challenges of ten challengers at once, complete the task in one go, and leave the arena as soon as possible.

The referee looked here, and Hua Yunfei and Dingjun Wang both nodded in agreement.

"Is there any challenger from the Dragon Transformation Realm? Please come on stage!" The referee shouted twice, but no one responded. This is the undefeated champion, who wants to waste his precious opportunity here.

"If there is no one to challenge us, we will immediately challenge ten dragon monks!"

A monk carrying a long sword walked onto the ring indifferently and raised his hand towards Yang Changan: "Please also ask the champion Hou Duoduo to give me some advice!"

The Yixing Sword Sect has a reputation for being chivalrous and courageous. Hua Yunfei always feels that if the disciples of the Yixing Sword Sect were more advanced, maybe the entire sect would be the protagonist!

.........Please give me flowers...

The genius of Zhongzhou occupies the arena. How can there be no one in Donghuang to fight against him? This swordsman is willing to be the vanguard and come to ask for some advice!

Someone took the lead, and several monks came up one after another, all of whom were somewhat famous. Rather than saying that Tianmang wants to defeat Yang Changan, he wants to experience the difference between himself and the champion Hou!

Even so, several monks were still whipped up, including Fujita, who was crying.

Ten people on the field formed a fan shape and surrounded Yang Chang'an. A disciple of the Yixing Sword Sect kicked the ground, as light as a feather and as fast as the wind, and the three-foot green sharp edge pierced Yang Chang'an. Facing such characters, it is still better to hang a sword than to wield a sword.

Yang Changan nodded slightly, and a black light flashed past. Before he could react, the tip of the spear hit the sword light.

With just one click, this disciple of Yixing Sword Sect felt that the tiger's mouth was sore and he couldn't control it. If the sword falls out of hand, the swordsman's face will be disgraced. Fortunately, Yang Changan put his backhand on his chest and pushed him out with a soft force.

In the eyes of most of the spectators outside the field, they cheered immediately as they fought head-on against the champion once and managed to escape unscathed.

Hua Yunfei looked at this scene with a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth: "It's ridiculous to be kind!"

With a soft breath, the sword cultivator stood with his sword in his hand, cupped his hands to Yang Changan, and walked off the stage.

"Hey...are you giving up now?" Fujita looked at the swordsman in shock as he stepped down. Why didn't this master, who could withstand Yang Changan's moves, continue fighting?

"Ignore him, let's go together!"

A thin man said coldly, shook his figure, and disappeared into the air. Everyone looked at each other, took out their magic weapons in unison, and attacked Yang Changan.

Seven or eight pieces of Taoist magic were brilliant, shooting towards Yang Changan from all directions with great momentum. .