1641 The Price of a Champion

If this trick is successful, I am afraid that Li Fan will be beaten into a fool if he does not die. But Li Fan used a trick of the thousand catty fall, and fell down abruptly.

He landed directly on the ground, avoiding the palms of Emperor Wu.

Boom!

Like the sound of bells ringing, Emperor Wu's palms clapped together, and a strong shock wave exploded, spreading out in all directions! And Li Fan pushed his hands to the ground, kicked his feet upside down, and directly threw himself at Emperor Wu above his head. Emperor Wu was kicked directly, and his body of more than four meters high flew upside down, flew to a height of more than one meter, and then fell towards the ground again.

"Long Lianya!"

Li Fan propped his hands on the ground, and continued to kick the falling Wuhuang fiercely!

bang bang bang!

There were constant explosions in the air, and Emperor Wu's body was constantly kicked up, unable to fall. Li Fan kicked dozens of kicks in succession, Emperor Wu finally regained control of his center of gravity, he immediately slapped and photographed Li Fan from the air.

There was another loud sound, and a huge pit with palm prints appeared on the ground, and Li Fan was lying in it after being beaten.

This attack was not weak, and Li Fan felt that his bones were about to fall apart. But Emperor Wu was also uncomfortable. After he fell, he took two steps back and spit out blood in one gulp.

The two fought for a long time, and it seemed that there was still no winner. But the energy of the two of them was almost exhausted, Emperor Wu didn't dare to delay any longer, he immediately raised his palm and poured all the power into his palm.

"Nine Dragons Palm!"

Emperor Wu roared, and a golden dragon rose from behind him again. The golden dragon's mouth opened wide, and the Emperor Wu stood inside, pushing out a golden shock wave from the dragon's mouth with both palms!

The shock wave seemed to shatter the whole world, and it hit Li Fan! Li Fan didn't give in, he stood there, took a step forward, stepped on the ground, and at the same time punched his right fist from his waist, and also displayed his strongest move!

Ray Supreme Dragon Fist!

A bolt of thunder flew across the air, and Wu Huang's huge shock wave was directly pierced by this punch! There was a fist mark with lightning on his lower abdomen, and it slid out completely, and the dragon's head on his back also disappeared in smoke. And Li Fan was also affected by the aftermath of the shock wave, his body was thrown more than ten meters away, and he fell to the edge of the ring.

Emperor Wu stood there, his chest suddenly burst open, and the power contained in the fist still pierced his lower abdomen. But Emperor Wu has practiced the True Immortal Art, his physical body is strong, even if he was pierced through the lower abdomen, he still did not die. However, he also temporarily lost his ability to fight, and passed out on the ring standing up.

A group of medical staff rushed up to help Emperor Wu down and checked his injuries. And Li Fan stood on the ring, obviously, he was the final winner.

The lightning on his body gradually disappeared, and his body gradually returned to its original appearance. And beside his ears, he could faintly hear the host's cheers for him.

"You have won, lord."

A gray-robed elder from Tianwu Pavilion came over and handed a quaint wooden box to Li Fan, "This is your prize."

"Thank you."

Li Fan let out a breath of foul air. After a big battle, he was indeed a little weak. However, he still won the final victory of the competition, the leader of the martial arts was second, and what he wanted was the third page of the True Immortal Art. He opened the wooden box and glanced at the True Immortal Art inside, it seemed to be true.

"Everyone, martial arts leader, I can't do it. So, let the former Murong Ying take the position of leader. She has more experience than me."

Li Fan announced this in a loud voice, "Besides, Emperor Wu's kung fu is no longer considered martial arts, so his victory over Murong Ying is nothing!"

People from the six sects were a little surprised, how did this person give up the position of leader? By the way, all he wants is the True Immortal Art! With this, is there still no way to rule the martial arts? What is the leader, if you learn the True Immortal Art, you will become as powerful as the Martial Emperor! By the way, this man is actually as strong as Emperor Wu... Could it be...

The audience had already left the stage, Wang Zhenyi stood up suddenly, pointed at Li Fan and said, "What Li Yun, I think you are Li Fan?"

"Hehe, you don't want us to get the True Immortal Art because you don't want us to be as strong as you two, right?"

"Sinister Seven Heroes Villa, you really have practiced the True Immortal Art!"

A group of people in the martial arts began to reprimand Li Fan one after another. And Li Fan didn't bother to use the disguise technique, he returned to his original appearance, standing on the messy ring.

"You are an overseas martial artist, but not our Chinese martial artist. We can't agree with you."

Long Fangyu also stood in the stands, guiding the crowd, and said loudly, "It happens that all the fellow martial artists are here today, and we have to seek justice for the Chinese martial artists. Li Fan, because you used to be a Chinese martial artist Come on, we can give you a chance. As long as you hand in the True Immortal Art, we can let you go!"

"That's right, the True Immortal Art belongs to our Huaxia Wulin! Hand it over!"

Yu Ruoying, head of Emei, finally found a chance, she immediately pointed at Li Fan and shouted, "Hand over the two pages of True Immortal Art in your hand!"

Who wouldn't want to be as powerful as Emperor Wu? Who doesn't want to live forever?

"Do you want the True Immortal Art?"

Li Fan didn't want to talk nonsense with these people, he raised the wooden box in his hand, "Go and ask for it in your dream."

As he said that, he crushed the wooden box, and directly used his own internal strength to make the scrolls inside disappear into nothingness!

"No!"

Many fighters were crying, but Wang Zhenyi pointed at Li Fan and reminded everyone, "Don't be afraid, he must have written it down! Li Fan is the real immortal formula alive, catch him and let him dictate for us True immortal formula!"

"That's right, catch Li Fan!"

"Let him hand over the True Immortal Art!"

Everyone said almost in unison.

"Oh no, are you all crazy?"

Teresa couldn't help but stood up from the stands, and shouted at the martial arts people, "He is the champion, he has the right to dispose of his prize!"

"Barbarian woman, when are you qualified to speak here?"

"Did you see it? This guy really joined forces with the barbarians! He wants to spread our Chinese fairy art abroad. This person is a traitor to our Chinese martial arts!"

Everyone's shouts became more and more ugly, and Teresa was a little dumbfounded. Could it be that she came out out of good intentions to speak for Li Fan, but ended up doing something wrong?

"What are they doing..."

Windsor couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to speak up for Li Fan, but was held back by No. 9.

"Never mind."

"Why? You are a hero, don't you care about such things?"

"I'm not their hero."

No. 9 said bluntly, "These people don't need a hero, what they need is a demon."