"But how did you shoot out your inner force?"
Theresa asked solemnly, "Is it because they are stimulated, stimulated, and stimulated again and again before they are gathered in one place and shot out?"
"…"
Li Fan's face turned red from the question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment.
F * ck, did Theresa really not understand or was she too naive?
"Just now, something hot seemed to have entered my body."
Theresa's face was filled with disbelief. "That feeling of swelling … it felt like I was going to burst open … Li, shoot at me again. I want to feel this magical heat again! Please, let me feel it again! "
"…"
Li Fan didn't know what to say. This Theresa, she had brought up the topic!
"Come on, I know you Asians like to be reserved, but we Westerners don't care about this. Just launch your attack and pounce on me! Come on! "
"That, Theresa, let's calm down."
Li Fan decided to let Theresa calm down. "After all, I still have to participate in the preliminaries. I hope to keep some trump cards. I hope you understand."
"You Asians always like to hide something."
Theresa sighed. "But it doesn't matter. I will definitely squeeze everything out of you. Not a single thing will be left."
"Err …"
Liu Bufan happened to come in from outside. When he heard Theresa's words, he was stunned.
He looked at the two people in the room strangely. His expression was as strange as it could be.
"Ah, Senior Brother, don't misunderstand. What Miss Theresa means is that she wants to feel my vital energy …"
"Oh …"
Liu Bufan looked at Li Fan with a rather ambiguous gaze. Li Fan complained incessantly. Goodness, she is a married woman after all. Isn't it not good to misunderstand?
"I'm here to inform you guys."
Liu Bufan laughed. "Although I don't know if I'm disturbing you guys, the first round of the preliminaries is about to begin."
This was an international martial arts competition jointly organized by the Sky Martial Pavilion and the government. Not only would the champion obtain the third page of the True Celestial Arts, but there would also be a prize of one million! The second and third place would receive 500,000 and 300,000 respectively, while the fourth place would receive 200,000. The remaining top eight would receive a prize of 100,000 yuan.
The two temptations attracted many people to participate. Just the number of applicants alone was more than a thousand people. In order to choose the winner from so many people, they needed to go through an audition.
"I was assigned to the tenth arena. Take a look at which arena did you guys get?"
Liu Bufan said, "Didn't we have an app on our phones when we came here? The higher-ups have already assigned us a venue."
"Ah, let me see."
Li Fan unlocked his phone and glanced at it. He was in the 15th district. Fortunately, he avoided Senior Brother Liu Bufan.
"You're in the 15th zone, and I'm in the 20th zone. Maybe we'll have a chance to meet!"
Theresa said excitedly to Li Fan.
"There will be sixteen contestants in each arena, and it will be a free-for-all. The final winner will advance to the next round. "
One hundred and eight contestants would be selected in the first round, and they would have the chance to fight for the championship! In other words, the throne of the Martial Arts Alliance Master!
"There will be a total of three days of competition. I'm really looking forward to it."
Liu Bufan was a little excited as he clenched his fists, "With my strength, it shouldn't be a problem for me to enter the top eight! When I get the prize money, I'll treat you to a drink! "
The top eight, and even the top four, would probably have great commercial value in the future. Li Fan believed that from now on, what awaited these people would be all kinds of advertisements, right? For sports, once it involved business, it was unknown whether it was good or bad. However, if the Heroic Martial Sect's disciples were to get the opportunity to advertise, I'm afraid that the so-called Department Head Niu would take all the profits, right?
It wasn't that easy to mingle in the system!
There were three matches this afternoon. Li Fan, Theresa and the others were divided into groups and headed to the competition arena.
There were too many people, so they had to select the top 32 as soon as possible. Today, they had to select the top 32 in one day. On the second day, they would select the top four, and on the third day, they would decide the champion!
Li Fan came to his arena number 10, which was actually a very large empty room. Inside the room, there were already sixteen contestants with different skin colors. Among them, there were more Chinese people.
Li Fan didn't see any powerful characters. To be honest, he wanted to see Jiang Feng, Martial Emperor, as well as No.9's battle. However, this time, would the Sect Leaders of the six great sects come? They should come. If they could win in the competition, it would be very good for their sect's publicity! Just like that year, when Li Fan defeated the strongest martial artist, Takeda Takeshi, it made the Seven Knights Villa famous!
"The competition time is half an hour. The rule is that fatal attacks are not allowed."
The referee of the arena number 10 said, "You can take the initiative to admit defeat or fight out of the stage. If the contestant admits defeat, the others are not allowed to attack him. And the contestant who admits defeat must immediately leave the arena and not affect the competition. "
"Understood, hurry up and start!"
A brawny man waved his sturdy arm, "The champion is mine!"
When he saw Li Fan walking out, his eyes had a look of disdain.
"A small man like you also wants to compete for the champion?"
Li Fan's height was only 1.7 meters, but this brawny man was close to 2 meters tall. His body was full of muscles, and his body seemed to be very strong.
"The level of martial arts is not determined by height."
Li Fan smiled, walked up the stage, and showed his ID to the referee.
"Hehe, in a while, I will let you know who is the one who decides."
The brawny man rubbed his palms together, preparing to start with the weakest Li Fan!
This brawny man was not joking. The muscles on his body were like rocks. This brother's weight was 200 kilograms, and he could forcefully pull out a small tree! With such a strong strength, he was known as a tank in the fighting arena! He was determined to be the champion. Today, he must crush these pitiful little fellows!
Not only him, a few other contestants on the stage were staring at Li Fan like a tiger watching its prey. They all wanted to make a move on the weakest him!
But Li Fan just stood there, wearing the martial attire belonging to the Heroic Martial Sect. His upper body was white, and his lower body was black. The Heroic Martial Sect's logo was printed on his back and chest, and on his shoulder hung a small five-star red flag.
It was this small red flag that gave Li Fan a sense of belonging. He stood on the stage, not the least bit nervous. Instead, he had a relaxed expression. One of his hands was behind his back, and the other was hanging in front of him, as if he was watching a show.
"Competition start!"
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