Seeing that the situation was out of control appeared on the scene, the law enforcement elder of the Dragon Slaying Association spoke lightly: "The ancient martial arts competition of the Dragon List has never been defeated and killed in battle, but there has never been a situation of retreating in the face of battle."

"However, everyone who can participate in the competition and who has been here today is my Chinese martial arts and hope for the future."

"You still have to bear the important task of revitalizing Chinese martial arts."

"So, I'll emphasize it again, in the next game, click until it."

"If anyone intentionally kills people, they will not leave any way out."

"No matter what family you come from or what identity you have, you will be dealt with as a violation."

"The competition continues!"

The Dragon Slaying Association has spoken, and those families who want to escape can only sit back to their seats and continue to participate in the competition.

Lu Fan's second round opponent is a beautiful girl master who has just entered the realm of a grandmaster.

Two rays of true qi condensed in the body.

Wearing a long red dress, she looks heroic.

"Can you start?" Lu Fan asked with a smile.

"Ah, what's this? I won't fight you."

After thinking for a while, the girl in red dress shrugged and said, "The opponent you let go of in the first round is my cousin. He is much better than me. Even he can't handle your move, so I won't waste my time."

"I admit defeat in this battle."

The girl in the red dress looked calm and did not feel embarrassed because she took the initiative to abstain from the right.

Lu Fan easily scored another 2 points, and now he has reached 4 points.

"Damn, this bastard is so lucky. He picked up four points for free and he got a bargain!"

When Mo Yu saw Lu Fan win easily, he said with a resentful look on his face.

"Haha, what if he didn't stand taller now, and it would make him fall more painfully later?"

At this moment, a young man appeared behind him and smiled faintly.

"Brother!"

When Mo Yu saw the visitor, he immediately stood up excitedly and said, "Brother, you will be angry for your younger brother and family in a while. Kill this bastard!"

The person who came was the contemporary Mohist son, Mo Feiyu.

He has the same elegant appearance and temperament as Nangong Wuxiu. He is wearing a black robe, has a white face and a gentle expression, giving people the feeling of a humble scholar.

And many people know that Mo Feiyu’s idol is Nangong Wuxiu.

His temperament in his clothes and speaking is all imitating Mo Feiyu.

But those who know him will never be deceived by his elegant appearance.

Because he has a terrifying nickname in martial arts: the Deadly Scholar!

You will be vengeful and vicious!

A vicious soul that is completely opposite to his elegant appearance!

"Don't worry, no matter how he enters the last game of the group stage, I will make him kneel at my feet like a dog and kowtow to beg for mercy."

Mo Feiyu looked coldly at Lu Fan, who had already been on stage and participated in the third round of challenge, with a contempt and proud look.

The third round.

Lu Fan's opponent was actually a member of the fifth generation of the Song family.

A generation younger than him.

Call Song Yingyu a cousin.

"Haha, I won't call you. I heard from my cousin that if I'm interrupting my hands and feet here, I'm afraid it's hard to explain when I go back."

"Anyway, I'll just have fun."

"I won't beat you anymore, I'll give in."

The juniors of the Song family hugged their hands and fists, blinked from Lu Fan with a smile, and then turned around and left.

I got another 2 points, and Lu Fan is currently 6 points.
Chapter completed!