"You mean you want to challenge me?"
Seeing that Zhou Yipin was silent, Yun Fan couldn't help but smile. "Since you're not the one challenging me, it's none of your business who I talk to."
The disciples below the stage were all astonished.
This was a slap in the face. If Zhou Yipin didn't fight, it would be embarrassing.
However, if Zhou Yipin fought, even if he won, he wouldn't have an easy time. Whether it was against Meng Liangjun or Yang Ningshuang, he might lose.
Zhou Yipin was furious. His fists were cracking, but he restrained himself in the end.
"Elder Su, I want to withdraw!"
Yun Fan looked at Ling Xinyue, who suddenly spoke, with a hint of surprise.
Although he had seen Ling Xinyue's previous fights, he knew that it wasn't Ling Xinyue's true strength.
He had wanted to see how strong Ling Xinyue was, but he didn't expect her to withdraw.
Ling Xinyue seemed to have seen through Yun Fan's thoughts. She reached out her hand and gently tucked her messy hair behind her ear, revealing a smile that could topple nations.
"I don't want you to know too much. You don't like me. Moreover, if I don't withdraw and someone else dies in your hands, I will be in the top three. There are no Connate Elixirs in the top three! "
Su Mingliang also didn't want Ling Xinyue to continue. If something happened to such a good disciple, it would be a great loss to the sect. He waved his hand and sent Ling Xinyue out.
There were only four people left on the Void Battle Platform. At this moment, Yang Ningshuang suddenly said, "Guardian Elder, who's next?"
Everyone was stunned and had a strange look on their faces.
Among the remaining four, Zhou Yipin was the chief of the Class-One Alliance, Meng Liangjun was the chief of the Meng Sect, while Yang Ningshuang and Yun Fan were both from the Frost Union.
If the two of them were to target the same person, even if they did not withdraw, they would still be crippled.
No one had imagined that such a dramatic scene would appear in the inner court challenge this time. Originally, it should have been all targeted at Yun Fan, but unexpectedly, the initiative was held in Yun Fan's hands instead.
Zhou Yipin and Meng Liangjun's expressions turned grim.
They had a rough understanding of Yang Ningshuang's strength. If they really fought, even if they won, it would be a pyrrhic victory. No one would be able to fight Yun Fan again.
Looking at Yang Ningshuang's attitude, it was obvious that she was protecting Yun Fan.
Su Mingliang's heart thumped. These four people were the treasures of the inner sect. He couldn't afford to lose any of them.
If Yang Ningshuang really teamed up with Yun Fan, with Yun Fan's previous performance, whoever he faced would die!
"Cough cough …. That rule needs to be changed!"
Looking at the tens of thousands of disciples' shocked eyes, Su Mingliang did not feel embarrassed at all. Instead, he said seriously, "You are all geniuses of the inner sect. If you continue to compete like this, any accidents will be a loss to the sect.
So, the rule needs to be changed. It is no longer a selection, but a rotation battle. The ranking will be based on the number of battles won and lost. Also, no killing moves are allowed. "
"Elder Su, this is very difficult. You also know that if I don't get first place, the sect will execute me.
Under such a situation, I will definitely play with my life. Playing with my life and not killing moves, is that possible? I did not mean to go against Elder Su. If Elder Su does not believe me, you can ask the disciples below. "
Su Mingliang's mouth twitched.
This was f * cking intentional.
Revenge, it was clearly revenge.
But Su Mingliang really had nothing to say. After all, Yun Fan was not like others. If others lost, it was just a matter of ranking. If he lost, it was a matter of life and death.
In the face of life and death, no one knew what would happen.
"Try to control it. How about I owe you a favor?"
"That's not good, right? Going easy in front of so many disciples, isn't it looking down on senior brothers and sisters?"
Looking at Su Mingliang's troubled appearance, Yang Ningshuang suddenly said, "Yun Fan, Elder Su's favor is very useful. You have to know, Elder Su has never owed anyone a favor before. "
"Is that so, alright then. I'll try to control it. "
Su Mingliang looked at Yun Fan's unwilling look and wished to go up and kick him twice.
"Alright, the first match, Yun Fan versus Meng Liangjun. Let's begin!"
Meng Liangjun had long thought of it. Yang Ningshuang and Yun Fan were in the same guild after all, and Su Mingliang also would not let Yun Fan fight with Zhou Yipin right off the bat.
He strode forward and said to Yun Fan with a smile, "Senior Apprentice Brother Yun Fan, please show mercy!"
"Senior Apprentice Brother Meng, don't fool me. You're the inner sect's number two. If I show mercy, I'll lose my life. Come on! "
Seeing that Yun Fan was about to draw his sword, Meng Liangjun hurriedly said, "Senior Apprentice Brother Yun Fan, it's not just our match. Why don't we spar with our fists and legs?"
What a joke. Unsheathing the sword must taste blood.
Meng Liangjun and Yun Fan did not have any deep hatred. It was not worthwhile to fight to the death with Yun Fan. Moreover, although he really wanted to go to Tianwu Pagoda, the chances were not great.
To be able to establish an organization in the inner sect, Meng Liangjun was not a brainless person. At this time, for that illusory Tianwu Pagoda, it was not worth it to fight with all his might.
"That's for the best. I'm really afraid that I can't hold back. Watch my fist! "
Yun Fan attacked without hesitation, which made Meng Liangjun stunned and hurriedly swung his fist.
Bang!
Both of them took three to four steps back at the same time.
Meng Liangjun's heart skipped a beat. He had observed Yun Fan's strength for a long time. Yun Fan's true battle prowess was already at Level Eight Xiantian Realm.
He was also at Level Eight Xiantian Realm, but it was not something an ordinary Level Eight Xiantian Realm could compare to. He did not expect this punch to be evenly matched.
He did not dare to underestimate Lin Fan. A powerful aura was released, and Level Eight Xiantian Realm Qi circulated in his fist.
He threw a punch, and a huge fist smashed towards Yun Fan.
The Qi was condensed, and everywhere it passed, the space would tremble.
Both of them had Level Eight Xiantian Realm fighting prowess, but Yun Fan's punch did not have such an effect.
It was just like an ordinary person, except that the surface of his fist was wrapped in a layer of halo. However, it was this seemingly ordinary fist that dispersed the Qi fist and landed on Meng Liangjun's fist.
Both of them retreated again, but this time, Yun Fan retreated even further.
Meng Liangjun said with a smile, "I know you're still holding back, but if you continue holding back, you might really lose."
A powerful surge of zhenqi condensed on his fist, but it was not released.
"Lower Profound Class Martial Technique, Earth Breaking King Fist, Earth Breaking. Its power is comparable to a Level Nine Xiantian Realm Martial Artist's full force attack."
After Meng Liangjun finished speaking, he threw a punch.
The fist that was condensed with Qi flew out, and black cracks appeared in the space in front of it. The cracks swept towards Yun Fan.
"It's indeed powerful, but if you plan to defeat me with this move, I'm afraid it's still not enough."
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