"Is it really beyond my expectation that you can come? I thought you were still cowering in a corner and didn't dare to come out?" The elegant Fang Ming looked at Ling Fan and said with a hint of provocation.

"Haha, it's a pity that I'm a man, so I'm here. If you don't want me to come next time, you can just say that you won't come if you're not a woman." Ling Fan retorted.

"Hmph, I don't think you have the power of words. Although you can knock down a test bench made of diamond rock with one punch, don't think that you are invincible. Today I will let you see what it means that there are people outside the world and there are mountains outside the mountains.

You have good strength, but what about your speed?" Fang Ming's words were still in his ears, and the figure disappeared on the competition stage.

"I'll give you this sentence again. There are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains! Comparing speed with me? Let's see who is better today???" Ling Fan shouted coldly, and then disappeared on the test platform.

Everyone in the audience immediately started boiling like boiling water when they saw the two disappearing figures.

Naturally, some disciples with low strength cannot clearly see the figures of Ling Fan and the two, but some people with eyesight can still barely see clearly.

"The speed is so fast, even I can only see a blurry shadow." A disciple exclaimed.

"Which one of these two people do you think will win this time?" asked another disciple.

"It's hard to say. Ling Fan's strength is definitely not inferior to Fang Ming's, but I don't know what his speed is like. Fang Ming has practiced body and Taoism since he was a child, and there are not many outer disciples who can match his speed.

."

"I think Fang Ming will definitely win. It is said that not long ago even a spiritual warrior was defeated in a battle with Fang Ming. Although Ling Fan is strong, he may not be able to defeat a spiritual warrior."

"I don't think so. Ling Fan is better at hiding. I don't know who will win or lose."

"Fang Ming must win. Fang Ming is so handsome, dressed in white, elegant, and a typical prince charming. How could he lose to that boy? If you keep saying Fang Ming loses, I will never finish with you!" A nymphomaniac girl next to her looked at her.

She stared at the test table with a look of intoxication on her face, although she didn't know whether she could see Fang Ming's speed or not.

Most of the ordinary disciples who had no eyesight in the competition were optimistic about Fang Ming. After all, Fang Ming's strength in Tianyun Sect was well known to everyone, and Ling Fan was only a new disciple who had risen to prominence in the past few days, so

Most people don't think highly of him.

The comments in the audience did not affect the two of them. The battle between the two at this time was completely a competition of speed.

At this time, the two of them were fighting with strange and fast steps on the competition stage, using various methods.

Suddenly, their figures appeared on the stage, and Fang Ming hit Ling Fan on the shoulder and back. However, Ling Fan was not seriously injured. His body flashed and disappeared again, and Fang Ming followed closely.

back.

But everyone in the audience saw Fang Ming's move clearly. Some of the disciples who didn't understand the truth and supported Fang Ming immediately shouted happily and clapped their hands in praise.

When Yunxuan saw Ling Fan being slapped, she became even more worried about Ling Fan.

"Bang!" Before those happy disciples could clapped their hands, two more figures appeared on the stage, but this time it was Fang Ming who was slapped, and the audience immediately booed, and the disciples who clapped their hands in praise all

Stopped.

Yunxuan's nervous mood relaxed a little.

"Come on, boss, I support you!" At this time, Fatty Zhou stood in the audience and shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, Yun Xuan and Ma Qiang also cheered for Ling Fan in the audience.

On the competition ground, a strange scenery suddenly appeared again. In the silence of the whole place, a "pig" and a "monkey" plus a beautiful woman screamed desperately, their faces turned red. So their voices were so loud.

The sound was particularly loud in the martial arts training ground, and it spread throughout the martial arts training ground. All the disciples looked at these three strange combinations with surprised expressions.

Yun Xuan's shout stimulated Fang Ming even more, and he immediately used his speed to the extreme. Ling Fan was caught off guard and was hit in the back again, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth.

The silent disciples in the audience cheered again. Yunxuan and the other three were startled at first, and then one of them started shouting harder.

"Hmph!" Ling Fan snorted coldly, and used his magic technique vividly. His figure flashed behind Fang Ming, and he slapped Fang Ming with his palm.

But what's interesting is that Ling Fan didn't feel anything when he hit that body, it was just an afterimage!

When Ling Fan was frightened, Fang Ming's figure appeared behind Ling Fan again without anyone noticing, and then slapped Ling Fan on the back of his head, intending to kill him!

"You've fallen into a trap!" Just when Fang Ming thought his plot had succeeded, he was shocked to find that the figure he photographed was also an afterimage, and Ling Fan's true body had already appeared behind him.

It was too late to avoid him, so he had no choice but to receive a slap from Ling Fan.

"Poof!" Fang Ming froze, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

The cheering disciples in the audience fell silent again, while Yunxuan and the other three cheered loudly.

Listening to Yun Xuan's cheers, Fang Ming's face sank into the deep valley, a stern look flashed in his eyes, and his figure flashed again and disappeared from everyone's gaze.

Next, everyone saw a strange scene. On the competition stage, Ling Fan was slapped, and Fang Ming was slapped again.

In a corner of the competition ground, there are two figures leaning against the wall strangely. This corner is the quietest place in the competition ground with the fewest crowds. The two figures are a man and a woman.

The man was dressed in black and had a delicate face. He had an intriguing smile on his lips. He said slowly, "Fang Ming has met his opponent this time. Fang Ming looks at the situation and something is not good."

As he spoke, he turned to look at the woman next to him.

This woman was wearing a white shirt, her skin was like cream, and her skin was as white as snow. There was no expression on her face, but even her expressionless cheeks were full of exotic amorous feelings, and she had a beauty that could confuse all living beings.

"What does it have to do with me???" the woman in white shirt said lightly with her lips parted.

Hearing this, the expression of the young man in black froze, and then continued: "This new Ling Fan has a chance to smash the test bench with one punch, haha, interesting, interesting???" Then he continued to look at the man in white shirt

woman.

"What does it have to do with me???" The woman in white shirt's face didn't change much as she continued with the same words.

Seeing this, the young man in black shook his head without saying anything. He looked at Yun Xuan who was roaring in the distance and his face was red. An intriguing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth again: "Our guy seems to be quite interested in Ling Fan???

"

The situation on the field changed again and again. Ling Fan and Fang Ming no longer knew how many palms they had received.

"Eight-level Shadow Fist!" At this time, Fang Ming shouted softly, and the figure suddenly split into eight and surrounded Ling Fan. At the same time, the eight figures continued to run around Ling Fan quickly.

Ling Fan was surrounded by eight figures and immediately became vigilant. His intuition told him that this move was not easy!
Chapter completed!