"Then if Lin Fan wins this time, isn't the probability extremely low?" Feng Luo's tone was very worried. If Lin Fan loses, it will be even more difficult to win next time.
"Hopefully he wins."
"What's the use if he wins?" Qing Chen shook his head, "It's just a miserable victory, but it will make the team competition irreparable."
In the five-player team competition, two players with relatively low realms were originally cut off, so as to shorten the distance between them and their opponents. If Lin Fan wins miserably, he will definitely not be able to play in the team competition. At that time, no matter who Dongfang or Qi Chuyun will replace, it will still greatly reduce the strength of the team.
On the other side, Fire Wolf sacrificed himself to fight against Lin Fan and win the team competition, which seemed to be very worthwhile.
Hearing what Qing Chen said, everyone immediately understood.
But Lin Fan has already stepped onto the stage, so it depends on what he thinks next.
Lin Fan's weapon is also a long sword, the whole body of this long sword is jet-black, the light shone on the long sword, there is no cold light flickering. If you look carefully, everyone will also find that the blade of the long sword has no edge, it is more like a long ruler than a sword.
"Boy, I admit that your talent is indeed enviable. To be precise, the talent of your group is amazing." Fire Wolf looked at Lin Fan and said, his eyes did not conceal his admiration, "If Give you a few more years, I'm afraid today will be the day when we meet you and feel the pressure."
"How many years? That's too long." Lin Fan didn't look nervous at all.
"Could it be that you really think that you will beat us today?" Fire Wolf laughed, "It's good to have self-confidence, but if you have too much self-confidence, that's conceit. Conceit is not a good thing."
Lin Fan waved the long sword in his hand, clasped his fists at Fire Wolf and said, "Senior, it's useless to talk too much, please go ahead!"
"Tsk, what an impatient boy." Huo Lang said so, but his figure was not slow at all, and at the same time his ten fingers transformed into claws, covered with fiery red aura, and the claws went straight to Lin Fantian's spiritual cap. Because of its speed, the people around only saw a series of phantoms.
"No wonder it's called Fire Wolf, he looks like a wolf shadow so clearly." Shi Yu stared at the two people on the stage intently.
On the stage, Lin Fan didn't know why, but he stood there without moving. Seeing that the fire wolf's claws had reached his eyes, the hearts of the audience tightened.
Resist, resist, resist!
They all shouted in their hearts, but Lin Fan still didn't move.
In the next instant, the fire wolf's claws were quickly and ruthlessly inserted into his sky spirit cap.
"Hold the grass, what the hell is Lin Fan thinking!" Before anyone else said anything, Feng Luoyi jumped up today, "Can't he run? Just stand there like a stake and be killed?"
"..." Shi Yu's face was darkened, "Calm down. Didn't you realize that there was no blood at all?"
"Huh?" Feng Luo took a closer look, and saw that although the fire wolf's claws had penetrated into Lin Fan's head, Lin Fan did not leave any blood.
Is it a fake person
Just as he was thinking, he saw that Lin Fan's figure was dissipating little by little, and everyone suddenly exclaimed: "Afterimage?!"
If the speed is fast, there will be afterimages. For example, when Shi Yu and Qing Chen used Chasing Clouds and Chasing Moon, they couldn't even see the figures clearly, and they turned into a cloud of smoke. And if the speed was a level higher, it would be like Lin Fan's current situation, with the afterimage remaining in place and condensing into a human form.
"It's so fast! What about Lin Fan?" Someone discovered a problem at this moment. After the afterimage disappeared, Lin Fan on the high platform disappeared.
heaven? underground? But the high platform is a ring with a very simple layout. It is clear at a glance where the people on it are. But now... there is no sign of Lin Fan at all, okay!
What about people? Where did it go
The audience in the stands became agitated, and their eyes widened to find out where he was.
"Where do you think he is?" Shi Yu asked Qing Chen.
"It's on the stage."
The eyes of the two people looked at the stage without blinking, and the fire wolf was watching the surroundings vigilantly, his eyes narrowed, as if he was sensing something.
Shi Yu's spiritual body instantly covered the audience on the high stage, and only then did she understand what Qing Chen meant by being on the stage.
This guy's speed is so fast that people can't catch him, so until now, no one can see where he is. But in fact, he was around the fire wolf, waiting for an opportunity.
At this time, there was a soft sound from behind Fire Wolf, and he subconsciously turned back, but his claws suddenly swept to the back of his head. If someone behind him wanted to sneak attack at this time, he would definitely turn around The illusion created was confused, and he was stabbed right by his claws.
However, Lin Fan did appear behind him. But it was not close to his body, but two steps away from him. When the fire wolf stabbed back with both hands, the black long sword in his hand had already been swung at the same time.
Fire Wolf sensed this and turned around abruptly, but he was still too slow. The black ruler-like long sword had already left a few scars on his hands with deep bone visible.
Beads of blood shot out and splashed to the ground. The fire wolf let out a low growl, and rushed towards Lin Fan, but Lin Fan retreated sharply, the sword in his hand touched the ground, his sleeves fluttered, and he flew in the air. The fire wolves fought.
Under the stage, Shi Yu frowned, "Why didn't I see what he wanted to do?"
Qing Chen also shook his head, his eyes fell on the black long sword, "He is not a reckless person, he must have his own considerations."
At this moment, Fire Wolf grabbed the black sword with both hands that were still bleeding, and regardless of the wound on his palm, he directly used the strength of the sword to smash Lin Fan down.
At this time, Lin Fan let go of his hands, no longer controlled by the black sword, kicked his legs, and kicked the fire wolf's chest, and the whole body still used his strength to fly into the sky.
From the beginning to the present, the fire wolf has been suffering repeatedly, angry in his heart, and his face is flushed red. Being teased like this by a kid whose cultivation base is much lower than his own, no matter how generous he is, he still can't help feeling a little emotional.
Throwing the black sword, he kicked his foot on the ground, leaving a half-foot-deep footprint on it, and the whole person also rose into the air.
However, Lin Fan did not fight with him, and only dodged his ultimate move as fast as possible. Two people come and go, appearing in the upper left corner for a while, and falling to the ground for a while. However, due to the gap in cultivation, Lin Fan has gradually started to fall into the disadvantaged.
At this time, the previous black sword had already been sucked back into Lin Fan's palm, and Fire Wolf was unwilling to play such a game of hide-and-seek any more. For a moment, the two of them distanced themselves, and their bodies shone with light. Unlike the red light that filled the body of the fire wolf, Lin Fan poured spiritual power into the black sword in his hand, and then fiery red lines appeared on the sword, mysterious and glamorous. (To be continued.)