Chapter 308: One Punch Shocks the Audience

Chapter 308 One Punch Shook the Audience

After Xiao Fan left, Crazy Wolf looked complicated for a while. He could probably see that Xiao Fan's cultivation was only in the middle stage of the King of War, but Xiao Fan's indifference made him very puzzled.

Fighting five games a day, not to mention the middle stage of the King of War, even the peak of the King of War, may be dragged down.

After all, the opponents of these five battles were not decided in advance, but arranged temporarily.

In order to increase the observability of the battle as much as possible, the life and death arena will arrange opponents of similar strength, unless Xiao Fan has countless cards, each battle can change its pattern.

Moreover, in the end, it is not necessary to only arrange opponents of the same level. It is very likely that there will be masters in the late stage of the King of War, or even the peak of the King of War.

"Could it be that he really wants to die?" Crazy Wolf thought in his heart, every time he encounters an enemy, he will immediately analyze the opponent's strength.

It was also because of his observation ability that he was able to win ninety-one games in a row. However, Xiao Fan was the first person he couldn't see through.

After Xiao Fan left Yunlai Inn, he didn't go to the Arena of Life and Death immediately, but wandered around Lihuodidu.

I've been here for several days, but I haven't fully familiarized myself with the environment of Lihuo Imperial Capital.

At noon, Xiao Fan walked towards the arena of life and death, found a secret place, and changed into a ghost costume.

Just entering the life-and-death arena, the waitress named Xiaoling greeted her with a respectful smile on her face: "Mr. Ghost, the third life-and-death battle is ready, and there is still half a cup of tea to start the first life-and-death battle , do you need to prepare?"

"Take me there directly." Xiao Fan waved his hand and said, what else can he prepare in half a cup of tea, can he improve his cultivation?

What's more, he pressed the time to come, he just didn't want to waste time here.

It was still Arena No. 3, through the iron gate, Xiao Fan unexpectedly discovered that there were a lot more spectators today than yesterday.

"Mr. Phantom, people know that you will fight five consecutive matches today, and they all come to watch your fight one after another." Xiao Ling said with a smile.

"Come here to see how I died?" Xiao Fan asked strangely.

When Xiaoling heard this, her face was embarrassed, she lowered her head and didn't know what to say.

"Okay, let me make a joke with you." Xiao Fan waved his hand.

Not long after, the host's voice sounded again. This time, when introducing the "ghost", he added some more words, including the killing of the golden robe yesterday. This is undoubtedly a big selling point.

Soon, the host announced the word "ghost", and Xiao Fan calmly walked towards the arena of life and death.

Opposite Xiao Fan, stood a burly man wearing a black armor and a black helmet. Even though he was wrapped in the armor, he could still feel his muscles full of explosive power.

This burly man also has a code name - Hercules, which matches his body shape very well.

"Boy, I heard that you won a game yesterday, did you win against a weak boy?" Hercules' mid-term voice was full of gunpowder.

Xiao Fan didn't say a word, he didn't mean to strike up a conversation at all. On the stage of life and death, verbal disputes are meaningless.

Seeing that Xiao Fan ignored him, Hercules was extremely angry. When the host announced the start of the battle, Hercules jumped high, bursting with violent soul power, and the space seemed to tremble.

"boom!"

A fierce punch came straight at Xiao Fan, Xiao Fan's body was like a swallow, he flew upside down, all the domineering ones hit the life and death battle platform fiercely, the whole battle platform seemed to shake a bit.

"As expected of a Hercules, his strength is really extraordinary." Xiao Fan thought to himself, "It's a pity that the strength of the King of War in the early stage can't even touch my clothes."

"Boy, don't run if you have the guts, and take another blow from me!" The Hercules roared, and his body flew out, breaking through the King of War realm. No matter how slow the speed was, it was not comparable to Zhan Zong.

The fist is like the wind, and the strong man is like a tiger descending the mountain, punching and punching towards Xiao Fan, and the soul power turns into a huge fist to cover the void.

Xiao Fan kept dodging, as he said, the other party couldn't even touch his clothes.

"What are you running for? Is there a fight? Where is the strength from yesterday?"

"That's right, Grandma's. I just know what hiding is."

"With such strength, he still dares to fight five times in a row. Is this underestimating the people of the world? You really want to die!"

The crowd suddenly became furious. Compared with offensive and defensive battles, they were more keen on fist-to-flesh, bloody battles.

"Boy, you are nothing more than that, you are a complete coward!" The strong man also took the opportunity to provoke Xiao Fan's nerves.

"Do you want to fight head-on?" Xiao Fan's mouth had a strange arc.

It wasn't that he was afraid of the Hercules' attack, but that he was feeling the strength of the Hercules' fist. Now, his sword, fist and knife all stayed at the second level.

The life-and-death fight is a very good opportunity to break through the third stage, how could he miss it?

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Fan kicked his feet, like an arrow off the string, and shot towards the strong man, his fists fluttered like shooting stars.

"Finally can't help it?" The Hercules grinned ferociously, and then roared angrily, "Earth Fiend Fist!"

Hoo hoo! On the life-and-death battle stage, bursts of black hurricanes were set off, and an icy chill swept away, and the black hurricanes condensed into a huge black fist, hitting towards Xiao Fan.

Above the head of the Hercules, there is even a huge black hammer, which is the Black Lightning Hammer of the sixth-grade battle spirit. The black lightning and lightning are intertwined, and it is filled with a terrifying force.

Even Xiao Fan had to admit that for a sixth-rank battle spirit owner to be able to exert such great power, this person's talent is not low.

Unfortunately, I met Xiao Fan!

"Vajra God Fist!"

Xiao Fan shouted lightly, and the rolling soul power surged towards the fist, forming a golden fist, the fist was not big, compared with the black fist, it was like a small witch.

This punch is exactly the sixth-grade combat skill Vajra Fist that Xiao Fan learned from Fatty. Xiao Fan has already practiced this sixth-grade combat skill to the peak, but he rarely uses it normally.

"Die to me!" the Hercules roared, and his two fists collided suddenly.

boom!

The space trembled, as if being torn apart, violent soul power swept in all directions, and the water in the small river around the battle platform splashed up.

Who wins?

The crowd held their breath and stared at the battle platform. After a while, the battle platform finally returned to calm.

Click! The sound of armor falling was heard, and the crowd gasped, looking at the top of the battle platform in horror, only to see the strong man standing in place, with his chest pierced back and forth.

"How come?" Hercules fell to the ground unwillingly.

Those who satirized Xiao Fan before shut their mouths tightly. This punch completely shocked the audience. No one thought that a person who is good at speed has such terrifying strength.

"It's still not enough." Xiao Fan shook his head. Although Hercules' punch is strong, it is still only the second punch, and there is no pressure on him at all, let alone let him comprehend the third punch.

After a long time, Xiao Fan slowly raised his hand, stretched out one finger, and after three breaths, stretched out another finger, one became two.

"Is this the second match in a row? Don't rest for a moment?" The crowd looked at Xiao Fan in surprise, their scalps tingling.