Chapter 2313 Defeating Qingming

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After the black-robed old man finished speaking, Xiao Fan suddenly stood up and landed on the first stage. Then, his eyes looked at Mo Lin, who was sitting not far from him.

Although Youyun Mansion received four qualification orders, except for Xiao Fan, Qing Ming and the others were ranked at the bottom, and Mo Lin and Fairy Yu Rou were ranked last.

Mo Lin looked at the high-spirited Xiao Fan, showed a bitter smile, and shouted: "I give up!"

Give up?

The crowd looked surprised. They obviously didn't expect that someone would admit defeat in the first game, and they were inevitably a little disappointed.

But when they saw that the place where Mo Lin was, it was the place where Xiao Fan flew up just now, they were relieved. They were all members of the same force, so there was no need to kill each other.

"No. 22 surrenders. In this match, No. 1 advances!" The old man in black robe looked indifferent and couldn't help but take another look at Xiao Fan.

When Xiao Fan fell off the stage, the old man in black robe continued: "Invite No. 2 and No. 21 to come on stage."

"Yu Rou, admit defeat." Qing Ming held Fairy Yu Rou's jade hand and took a deep breath. However, out of the corner of her eye, she looked at Yu Wenxian who had appeared above the ring in the distance.

Fairy Yurou's beautiful eyes darkened slightly, didn't she even have the qualifications to fight Yu Wenxian?

After a long time, Fairy Yurou gritted her teeth and said, "I give up!"

Although she was unwilling to give up, she was very aware of the gap between herself and Yu Wenxian. In order not to worry Qing Ming, she still chose to admit defeat.

"I don't think it's shameful to admit defeat when you go up to die knowingly that you are not your opponent." Xiao Fan said lightly.

It's not that he looked down on Fairy Yurou. With Yu Wenxian's strength, killing her was basically just a thought.

Fairy Yurou bit her jade lips, glanced at Xiao Fan gratefully, and said nothing more.

"Are you all cowards in Youyun Mansion?" Yu Wenxian snorted coldly and looked at the monks of Youyun Mansion with disdain.

"Youyun Mansion has admitted defeat twice in a row. In my opinion, you might as well not get the qualification order. It is really a disgrace to our monks."

"More than just a coward, in my opinion, Youyun Mansion is simply holding back Tianwu Territory and should not have existed long ago."

"Haha, maybe it won't be long before Youyun Mansion will indeed cease to exist."

Many monks from Tiandu Mansion and Xuantian Sword Sect began to taunt them unscrupulously. Fairy Qing Ming, Mo Lin and Yurou couldn't help but clenched their fists, and the veins on their foreheads wriggled like small insects.

Only Xiao Fan looked normal. This little trick meant nothing to him.

In the next few games, no one surrendered. Yuwen Hou, who was ranked third, cut off an arm of He Han, who was ranked 20th, to advance. He Han could only leave the field with gritted teeth.

The fourth-ranked Corpse Prince, the fifth-ranked Long Feiyu and the sixth-ranked Jianzi also advanced to the next round without any doubt.

There is basically no suspense about the top six. After all, except for Xiao Fan, the others are all top ten geniuses.

Similarly, apart from Xiao Fan, there are not so many dark horses.

In the seventh game, Long Yuyan fought for half a cup of tea and won a victory. The victory was not easy, but it was not difficult either.

The eighth Fairy Yuening actually defeated her opponent with just one move, which made everyone sit up and take notice.

As for Jiu Jichuan and Liu Kuangsheng, they were also among the top ten geniuses. Their attacks were extremely ferocious. Although their opponents were not killed, they were also seriously injured.

The two of them only made one move, which made Xiao Fan take a few more glances. If nothing unexpected happened, he would most likely fight one of them.

The first ten games were almost overwhelming, with basically no suspense.

The most surprising thing was that Qing Ming actually won the eleventh match. Xiao Fan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He didn't expect that he would have to face the people of Youyun Mansion.

After the first round, the list of the top eleven was confirmed. With the exception of Qing Ming and Xiao Fan, everyone had expected the others to advance.

After a half-hour rest, the second round of competition began. The second round was divided into two arenas, with the top eleven and bottom eleven competing at the same time.

However, most eyes are still focused on Arena No. 1, where the battle is the most exciting.

When the old man announced the names of Xiao Fan and Qing Ming, the crowd looked strange.

"Brother Xiao, please don't show mercy, so that I can understand how big the gap between you and me is." Qing Ming took a deep breath and looked at Xiao Fan opposite.

Xiao Fan nodded. He still admired Qing Ming's pride. When he made a gesture of invitation, Qing Ming suddenly moved.

"Feng Ming!" A soft shout sounded, Qing Ming was as fast as lightning, and appeared behind Xiao Fan in a flash, stabbing towards Xiao Fan with the long sword in his hand.

puff! The sound of the long sword entering the body sounded, and Qing Ming's eyes widened. He didn't know why Xiao Fan didn't dodge. When he was about to take back the long sword, a voice suddenly sounded from behind him.

"Your speed is still too slow." At some point, Xiao Fan appeared behind Qing Ming and slashed forward with a palm.

The palm moves like wind and lightning. It seems ordinary, but it gives people a great sense of oppression.

Qing Ming reacted very quickly, with his toes in the air, he turned over in vain, and stabbed behind him with a sword.

Clang!

There was a sound of metal collision, and Qing Ming's pupils shrank slightly. He saw that the long sword in his hand was clamped by Xiao Fan's two fingers. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake it at all.

Any acquired magical powers or innate magical powers have no meaning at all in front of Xiao Fan.

"I lost." Qing Ming took a deep breath, with a look of disappointment in his eyes. At the same level of cultivation, he had no power to resist in front of Xiao Fan. This gap was not that big.

"You are already very good." Xiao Fan shook his head. Only he knew that his current situation was very special.

Although his realm is still at the peak of the Heavenly God realm, his combat power will never be weaker than the middle stage of the Ancient God realm. After being transformed by the blue life stone, his physical body has reached a limit.

"This Xiao Fan is really arrogant. Qing Ming's strength is comparable to the top ten geniuses, but he is only good?"

"That's what I said, but then again, he is indeed very strong. In front of him, Qing Ming is like a child and an adult."

"I still think he cannot be the opponent of Yu Wenxian and the Young Master. Do you think it will be difficult for Yu Wenxian and the Young Master to defeat Qing Ming?"

The crowd was dissatisfied with Xiao Fan's arrogance and shook their heads secretly. In their view, Xiao Fan was just sensationalizing.

What's more, Xiao Fan defeated his own monks from Youyun Mansion, and he was not taken seriously by them.

"A bunch of people who don't know what they are talking about." Qing Ming heard the discussions around him, with a look of anger on his face.

Others don't know how powerful Xiao Fan is, but he, Qing Ming, knows it firsthand. He has no reservations at all and even uses his innate magical powers.

But there was nothing he could do about Xiao Fan. In Qing Ming's eyes, even Yu Wenxian and Long Feiyu couldn't compare.

"Why are you arguing with a group of people who don't know what they are called?" Xiao Fan smiled faintly, let go of the long sword in his hand, and stood with his hands on his back, like a peerless sword with endless edge.

"I have learned my lesson." Qing Ming saluted Xiao Fan and appeared outside the ring. "Xiao Fan wins this match." The old man in black robe narrowed his eyes and announced the result of the match, but his heart sank slightly: "It seems that Yu Wenxian and Long Feiyu have met their opponents."