Super King of Soldiers in the City

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At a certain moment, with the ringing of a bell, a middle-aged man in his forties appeared on the high platform.

Of course, he just looks in his forties, and in fact, it is estimated that he has no idea how many years he has practiced.

As the middle-aged man came to power, the noise below became smaller, and even many students' faces appeared panic-stricken.

After all, if the assessment fails to pass and is expelled from the college, it is a very shameless thing.

"Dear students, the annual college assessment is about to begin. This is also a one-year test for everyone. I hope you all have a good performance."

The speech of this middle-aged man is very concise. He just made a simple opening speech and went straight to the topic.

"Below, I have named the students, please take the stage to participate in the assessment."

"In the first game, Xue Ran played against Zhang Yi."

With the voice of this middle-aged man falling, soon, two young men flew onto the battle platform.

Both of them were on the fifth floor of Tianxian, and they looked as if they were the same.

Wang Fan didn't have much interest in watching this kind of battle.

After all, his cultivation base has broken through the ninth floor of the Celestial Immortal, and his combat effectiveness is even able to kill the ordinary Immortal one. Therefore, he didn't really need to watch the battle of the five-tier monks.

It's just that Wang Fan doesn't like to watch, but it doesn't mean that other students don't like it either.

After Xue Ran and Zhang Yi boarded the battlefield, they didn't have too many polite sets, they grabbed magic weapons and started a fierce battle.

They are all students who have not passed the assessment for four consecutive years, so this battle is very important to them.

There was not too much temptation in the battle between the two, and they quickly entered a fierce battle.

Wang Fan just glanced at it and knew that the young man named Xue Ran was about to lose.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for his idea to appear, Xue Ran was caught by the other party, and he flew out directly.

He fell **** the battle platform, his face turned pale and colorless in an instant.

This defeat means that he will be expelled from the college.

"In the first game, Zhang Yisheng and Xue Ran lost. Because Xue Ran has not passed the assessment for five consecutive years, according to regulations, he will be expelled from the college."

The middle-aged man once again fell on the high platform. The cold and ruthless voice made many students feel the great pressure.

Wang Fan didn't care at all. He was confident that as long as he didn't meet a particularly perverted high-level opponent, he could still defeat the opponent.

What's more, the two fighting in general, the cultivation level is at the same level. Since this is the case, he has nothing to worry about.

The battle continues, and there are also people who are happy and who are worried.

Those who won were relieved with relief. In contrast, those who were defeated and expelled from the academy were ashamed.

During the battle, Wang Fan also noticed that a group of strong men appeared on the platform and sat together.

Among those strong, Wang Fan also saw the offended sword king, but he did not see Yun Fei.

At this time, the sword king and several college elders were accompanying the middle-aged monk. Obviously, the middle-aged monk was not simple, and his status and respect.

The most important thing is that Wang Fan also learned from the discussion of the surrounding colleges that the middle-aged monk was not a mentor of Fengqian College.

Wang Fan couldn't help but think, which big man is this, did he come from an intermediate state? Otherwise, why should these strong colleges respect him so much?

"In the next game, Wang Fan will play against Qiuyang."

When Wang Fan was thinking about this, another voice came, and he was surprised to find that the battle on the battle platform was over.

"Qiu Yang? How could it be him?"

"Qiu Yang is the third-ranked player in the Celestial Rankings. Isn't his opponent going to die when he plays?"

"Now that the assessment has just begun, why did you let such characters as Qiu Yang play, is this Wang Fan very extraordinary? Isn't that right, Wang Fan is not the person who has not passed the assessment for four consecutive years?"

Along with the fall of this voice, there were countless shocking comments immediately.

Many students don't understand why Qiuyang will play at such times.

You know, Qiu Yang is the third ruthless person in the Tianxian list, and his opponent should also be the ruthless talent on the Tianxian list.

Although Wang Fan killed Wu Tong, he was also famous in the college, and even caused a sensation.

But after all, he didn't take a long time to kill Wu Tong, and some students had never heard of his name.

Wang Fan, who had originally walked on stage, was shocked when he heard those comments.

He did not expect that his opponent turned out to be a ruthless man on the Celestials List.

Be aware that this is only an assessment, not in any rankings, nor will it involve resources.

Under normal circumstances, it is only necessary to send a similar student to prove that Wang Fan has the strength to pass the assessment.

But now, the other party sent a ruthless person on the Celestials List to assess him. Was this unintentional, or was it secretly controlled?

Of course, although Wang Fan had some doubts in his heart, he didn't care too much.

It’s only the third fairy list, he really didn’t see it.

Not to mention that it was only the third in the fairy list, even if it came first, he would still not care.

In the same realm, he Wang Fan has not feared anyone.

In front of Wang Fan was a young man who was full of murderousness all over his body.

This young man's first impression is violence and decisiveness.

Not only did he look fierce in his eyes, but he was terribly angry. If he changed to a general monk, he would be afraid if he felt it.

Wang Fan glanced at Qiu Yang and couldn't help frowning.

His eyes subconsciously looked at the sword king on the high platform. I saw that the sword king was staring at him with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Fan immediately understood in his heart that this assessment was intentional.

It must be the king of swords, who wanted to use Qiuyang's hand to kill himself.

While Wang Fan was angry, he also sneered.

This sword king is a strong player at the peak of the fairy king, and a senior figure of the mentor. It really has no demeanor.

Every little thing is so boring, and four years have passed, and I still want to kill myself.

But, if he wants to use Qiuyang to kill himself, then don't dream.

This Qiuyang doesn't have that strength yet.

"You are Wang Fan, Wang Fan who defeated the two major disciples of Senior Sword King successively four years ago?"

When Wang Fan was thinking about this, Qiu Yang had stared at Wang Fan and spoke coldly.

It's just that his voice is very low, and no one can hear it except Wang Fan.

Wang Fan glanced at Qiuyang and nodded, "You are right, I am Wang Fan, are you sent by the sword king to kill me?"

"I advise you, you better not hold the thought of killing me, otherwise, if you are killed by me, that would be bad."

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