Ultimate Martial Divine King

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"Wei Qingfan, we must win!"

"Wei Qingfan, we must win!"

...

In the competition area of ​​the top floor, the atmosphere of the audience set off a variety of shocking boiling.

On the Douwu stage, Emperor Feng Wei Qingfan and Thunder player Qin Le staged a battle for the Final Four. Wei Qingfan completely prevailed with an overwhelming advantage.

Qin Le has been gritting his teeth and defending with all his strength.

As the biggest player to win the championship this year, Wei Qingfan's popularity is still high.

In the stormy atmosphere of the audience, the mentors and students from Tianxing Wufu seemed a little anxious at this moment.

"What's going on? Why hasn't Chu Hen yet?"

"Yeah! Seeing that this third battle is almost over, shouldn't he not come!"

"It shouldn't be so! Instructor Xi Lan has never had a problem."

...

In addition to the side of Tianxing Wufu, like Yu Chenyu, Long Xuanshuang, and Ye Yao, they are always paying attention to the situation here. The lingering Chu marks have left their hearts a little confused.

"Dead Sun!"

"Boom!"

At this moment, a violent force turbulence bloomed on Douwutai.

The endless golden light is like the glory of the next day, and the mighty terror is swept out. Under the torrential force, a wolverine figure spit blood directly and was blasted off the platform.

"Boom!"

In that room, the atmosphere of the district was noisy and once again ignited the audience.

Countless spectators stood up and shouted and applauded.

"Wei Qingfan, champion!"

"Congratulations to Brother Wei Qingfan for entering the top two ahead of schedule."

"Wei Qingfan, mighty!"

...

The enthusiastic applause filled the entire competition area. No one looked at Qin Le, who was lying on the stage and covered with blood, and everyone's attention was gathered on Wei Qingfan's body.

In the eyes of everyone, the dazzling stars are like the bright stars of the night.

"Haha, it seems that our popular king has not disappointed everyone." Lu Tong raised his arms and announced in a loud voice, "Congratulations to Emperor Feng Wei Qingfan, first to enter the second strong seat."

The applause thundered, and the ground in the competition area trembled.

In the audience seat of Emperor Feng, Ye You looked at Wei Qingfan like the stars and the moon in front of him, and there was a hint of softness in his eyes.

The dissatisfaction and gloom that had been shrouding her in the past two days also gradually disappeared. In any case, Wei Qingfan was indeed an extremely outstanding figure.

Regardless of strength, or family background ... How can 'that person' be compared.

However, at the end of today's three wars, that person has not appeared late. Thinking of Yao Zhan's harsh words released after the match yesterday, within ten moves, Chu Hen must be defeated by the audience ... This can not help but leave Ye You somewhat sceptical. Is the other person afraid to come?

If this is the case, then he really has nothing to compare with Wei Qingfan.

...

Wei Qingfan's mouth on the Douwu stage was prestigious, showing a cynical indifference.

Then he turned his attention to Yao Zhan in the audience seat of Huangwu Academy, without concealing the provocative frivolity in his eyes.

Yao Zhan returned with a sneer, then stood up from his seat, "It's me ..."

"Then, this is the last battle of today. I have invited two talented players, Huang Wu Yao Zhan and Tian Xing Chu Hen, to play!"

Together with the words of the landing pass, jubilation and thunderous applause reappeared.

Yao Zhan walked on Douwutai with a smile on his face, and Wei Qingfan just came down from above, and the two could not help passing. A cold cold wind started.

"Perform better, don't let me down, haha!" Wei Qingfan sneered lightly.

"Hey!" Yao Zhan stared at him with a frivolous smile, "You wait, wait for me to kill him, it's your turn."

"It's funny, I'm afraid you'll die halfway."

"Hum, let's see!"

Immediately, the two arrived on the counter, and the other returned to the audience seat.

"Brother Qingfan is terrific, haha, the top ten champions are absolutely stable."

"That is, then Yao Zhan is not enough to look at Brother Qingfan."

...

A group of people around came forward to say something flattery, Wei Qingfan brow lightly, looking at Ye You sitting next to him, "Are you in a better mood?"

Ye You smiled slightly, signaled that he was all right.

"You can rest assured that the waste can't pass the Yao Zhan level." Wei Qingfan said dismissively.

Ye You didn't speak, but her eyes were slightly cool.

However, Ye Yao can't help raising her willow eyebrows, and heard Wei Qingfan scold Chu Chen for ‘waste’, which makes her really unhappy. If it was n’t for Ye You ’s bad mood, Ye Yao would have cursed back.

...

Of course, nearly twenty years have passed, and there is still only Yao Zhan on the Douwu stage.

what's the situation?

What about Chuchen people?

The eyes of everyone swept towards the area where Tianxing Wufu was located.

The faces of the mentors and mentors who saw the stars still looked confused.

Everyone in the room was staring at each other, and then a variety of low noises continued to startle.

"Don't you dare to come!"

"Who knows!"

"Can it be scared by the harsh words released by Yao Zhan yesterday?"

"This is too irritating! I really doubt how he won Shen Yunxi."

...

The noisy turbulence of the auditorium in the competition area, Shen Yunxi's brow froze in Lingxi Wufu area, the pale face that had not been healed a little, looming a little complicated.

Long Xuanshuang of Haoyue College, Yu Chenyu of the giant elephant Wufu and others were all confused.

According to Chu Hen's personality, such a key match cannot be absent!

"If it abstains! Yao Zhan's monster is disgusting!" Yu Chenyu muttered to himself.

...

"Where are Chuchen players?" Lu Tong, the host judge, asked aloud.

No one responded. Dean Jiang of Tianxing Wufu and Song Chenghun and his party were all anxious. If I had known this, I should have sent someone back to the college to have a look.

It won't be too difficult to get up and down now.

Lu Tong frowned slightly, and then said, "If the Chuchen player does not come on stage again, it will be counted as a waiver."

...

"Fuck, what the hell? What a terrible thing!"

"Don't wait, he is strongly requested to be disqualified."

"Brother Yao Zhan will win!"

"Congratulations to Brother Yao Zhan for being in the top two."

"I just don't have that guts, let's announce the results!"

...

The audience again set off a tumultuous noise, all kinds of abusive sounds continued.

Yao Zhan stood on the table, with a careless smile on his mouth.

"Strange!" Luo Mengshang, who was sitting next to Hong Lian in the area of ​​Huangwu College, had a small mouth lightly, and there was a slight confusion in her beautiful eyes.

The scolding on the court was constant and getting worse and worse.

Wei Qingfan in the Emperor's Wind area smiled, and the smile was particularly ironic. "I look at him a bit high ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It turns out that he is not only a waste, but a turtle with a head."

"Shut up! You, you are not allowed to scold Brother Chu Hen." Ye Yao was frustrated, scolding with wide eyes and sulking.

"Xiao Yao!" Ye You chuckled coldly.

"sister……"

"The fact is in front of you, there is nothing to argue with." Ye You said lightly.

...

In a blink of an eye, nearly thirty counts of time passed.

No one came in at the entrance to the main entrance.

"No need to waste time."

"Secretary Lu Tong, can announce the results."

"That's right, disqualify the shrinking turtle."

...

The audience was indignant. When Shen Yunxi abstained yesterday, everyone did not have such dissatisfaction.

Yao Zhan raised his arms lightly, and his eyebrows looked as if they were proclaiming his victory.

Lu Tong looked back at the five principals and looked at each other, then nodded, and the vigorous voice echoed in the huge competition area.

"Time is up. According to the rules of the competition, anyone who misses the time of the game will be considered as a waiver ..." Lu Tong said with a voice, and then said, "I declare that the winner of this game is ..."

"Buzz!"

Of course, Lu Tong's words weren't finished, a sudden rush of air came in, the sand on the ground was agitated, and a red maple leaf from somewhere quietly floated down on the table, and countless people here felt clearly. To an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"call out……"

Then, a rushing voice of breaking wind was conveyed to everyone's ears in the audience. Everyone lifted their eyes, their hearts trembled, and they saw that there was a blurry afterimage.

The next moment, a slender young figure suddenly appeared on Douwu platform.

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