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Although the battle between Core Formation cultivators did not attract much attention, Ye Fan's appearance immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"Ye Fan went up?" "As expected, awakening the Fire Dragon Bloodline is something to be confident about!"
"I can only compare with those in the Core Bearing Stage. After three rounds, I'll have to slip away …"
"That's much better than before. At least we can go on stage now!"
"It's a pity that his cultivation is too low. Otherwise, with his Fire Dragon Bloodline, he might be able to have a fight with Qitong. He might be able to help Ye Hang out …"
The sounds of discussions rose one after another, and Ye Fan discovered that he had actually received quite a lot of attention from the clan. Indeed, when wasted to a certain degree, he could still become famous.
"Ye Fan, are you going to choose randomly, or choose your own opponent?" The referee elder asked from the side.
Naturally, Ye Fan wasn't random. He pointed at Qitong, who was standing below the stage. "Let's do it."
The audience immediately let out a lot of exclamations, and the Ye Family members all stood up.
"Oh my god!" Ye Fan really wants to get revenge on Qitong!? "
"Is he crazy!? "The Qi Tong who challenged the Spirit Sculpting Saber Intent at the Core Formation stage?"
"Even with the Fire Dragon Bloodline, I can't withstand such a disparity in strength!"
The group of clansmen all shook their heads and sighed, feeling that Ye Fan was too reckless, acting on impulse.
Ye Wangtu and Ye Zhaoxuan all had gloomy expressions. However, as males in their families, they had no reason to dissuade Ye Fan from making such a decision.
"Fan'er!" "Don't be impulsive!" Ji Su Xin hurriedly shouted.
Su Qingxue nervously clenched her hands. By the side, both Ye Shuqing and Ye Danqing were stunned.
"What is big brother thinking!?" "How can we win?"
Ye Hang laid there with his eyes red, "Big brother wants to avenge me? Big brother, don't do anything stupid … "
However, everyone quickly realized that their worries were unnecessary.
The referee said with a frown, "Qi Tong has already finished the first round. Only the second round can choose him."
Even if you can choose from different ranks, you can only choose those that you have never tried before. "
"What?" "There's such a rule?" Ye Fan was depressed, he didn't pay attention to her just now.
However, thinking about it carefully, this rule was quite normal. Otherwise, it would be very easy for the weak to always be chosen, and the strong would not have the opportunity to enter the arena.
"That's right. Otherwise, why would they split the time?" "Of course it's fair treatment," said the referee.
"Could it be that he intentionally chose me because he knew that he couldn't compete even if he chose me?"
Only then did everyone understand. Many of them revealed smiles, feeling that they had been tricked by Ye Fan. Their feelings were just using the rules to pretend to be like this!
"I knew it! How could he have the guts to choose Qitong …?" "Is that so..."
"This kid is such a thief, I was almost tricked by him!"
The referee elder pointed at the remaining ten or so Core Formation cultivators on the screen and said, "These are the same as you, Core Formation participants. Take a look."
Ye Fan wasn't interested in looking for a Core Formation cultivator, so he looked around. When his gaze swept across a petite figure, he immediately froze for a moment.
"I choose her..."
For the first time, several hundred pairs of eyes stared at the petite figure that had always been neglected by others.
It was a girl wearing a bright yellow martial arts suit. She was about 1.5 meters tall, had a pretty face, and her hair was tied in a ponytail.
Amongst the disciples participating, there were quite a few girls. However, this little girl was too inconspicuous. No one in the crowd noticed her presence.
He was short, shy, and without any aura. He had been huddled up in a corner and had never spoken to anyone.
In fact, no one seemed to know her …
"Me?" When the girl with two ponytails heard this, she almost thought she heard wrongly.
The referee elder was stunned, he didn't know this little girl, so he could only say, "Child, come up."
When the young lady heard this, she became so nervous that her face turned red, and she was about to jump onto the stage.
However, because he was too impatient, he tripped over the edge of the arena when he accidentally jumped up...
"Ouch!"
With a "Ba Ji" sound, the little girl fell face first onto the ground...
For a moment, silence reigned.
After a while, when the little girl frantically rubbed her nose and stood up, the entire audience burst into laughter!
"Haha!" Is this girl here to be funny? "
"Ye Fan is too shameless!" What opponent did you pick! "
"Trash is useless indeed. He purposefully picked Qitong who can't be compared just now. This is his real opponent …"
In the Ye Family's grandstand, the group of Ye Family members felt embarrassed and sighed helplessly.
"Brother, it's really you …" Can't you pick a more normal opponent... Which family does this child belong to? " Ye Yanqing covered her head with her hands.
"Heh heh …" "This is the Ye Fan that I know." Ye Danzhi said with a smile.
In this instant, even the other three arenas that were currently engaged in the martial competition had somewhat stopped. This was because the atmosphere at the scene was truly absurd. They couldn't help but want to laugh.
The referee elder let out a sigh, letting the surrounding people quiet down before asking, "Child, I've never seen you before. Which family are you from? What's your name?"
"Reporting to the clan elders... I... I'm from the Hua family, my name is Hua Xiaoluo! " His two ponytails nervously swallowed, and his face was flushed.
"Oh? A member of the Hua family? "
The Hua family was a branch of the Ji family. There were not many people around, so they did not know many people. They were part of the branch family that was always quiet and unknown.
The referee and everyone else looked at the big screen and when they looked for information, they were all surprised!
"You're in the Spirit Forming realm?" The referee was stunned.
"Yes …" "Yes …" Hua Xiaoluo nodded his head vigorously.
Although the cultivation level of each person on the screen was not realistic, but no matter what, Hua Xiaoluo was at least a spirit sculptor, not a Core Formation cultivator.
This also meant that Ye Fan still chose an opponent across levels.
At this moment, the number of people laughing at him had decreased.
"This little sister is in the Spirit Creation Realm?" He couldn't even tell at all... Did you use the Hidden Dragon Art? "
"I remember now, isn't Hua Xiaoluo the current Hua family's little girl? "He seems to be eighteen years old!"
"In that case, it's not a little sister, just a little one! But how can she be of the spirit rank? Why haven't I seen her compete in the Large Competition before? "
"Who knows, shy …" "I might just be 18 years old. If I don't, I won't have a chance..."
The referee elder sternly said, "Since that's the case, if there's no problem, let the match begin!"
"Yes sir!"
Hua Xiaoluo's hands were trembling as he vigorously nodded his head.
When she looked at Ye Fan, the girl forced a smile and said, "Prince Consort Ye, please enlighten me."
Ye Fan also gently smiled at her, "What weapon do you use?"
"I... "I am a Spirit Sculpting Cultivator, and you are a Core Formation Cultivator. It's better if I don't use my weapon …" Hua Xiaoluo hesitated.
"Is that so?" Ye Fan grinned.
Just as Hua Xiaoluo was about to nod his head, he suddenly discovered that Ye Fan's figure suddenly flashed!
Her vision blurred, and she saw Ye Fan appear in front of her, with his arm's length apart!
At the same time, Ye Fan's finger had already pointed in front of Hua Xiaoluo's nose!
At this moment of explosive speed, all the audience who were originally in low spirits felt a chill run down their spines!
In the judges' seats, Yao Xingzhi and the group of elders' eyes shone brightly!
"What happened!? This … Isn't it too fast?! "
"Could this be the effect of the Fire Dragon Bloodline on my body?"
The crowd burst into an exclamation, and the people from the Ye family also revealed looks of disbelief!
"Little girl, are you sure you don't want to use your weapon?" Ye Fan withdrew his finger, smiling as he asked Hua Xiaoluo.
Hua Xiaoluo's face was deathly pale. Other people only saw the surface, but only she, who was facing Ye Fan, could feel the pressure that Ye Fan had brought just now!
"I... I've lost? " Hua Xiaoluo thought that she had already lost. Everything had happened too suddenly. She felt wronged and nearly cried. If she knew earlier, she would not have been so careless.
Ye Fan smiled and said, "I heard them say that you are eighteen years old. This should also be your last time participating in the Large Competition, right?"
Bring out your full strength, or else it'll be meaningless. If it ends like this, it won't be a good fight for me either. What do you think? "
Hua Xiaoluo revealed a look of gratitude as she wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She turned around and looked at the unremarkable Hua Clan members in the stands, revealing a look of determination.
"Prince Consort Ye …" I... I'm going to be serious! Be careful! "
"Alright, alright, alright..." Ye Fan smiled, and quickly ran back a few steps, quietly waiting.
Suddenly! Hua Xiaoluo's eyes suddenly lit up with golden flames. The martial arts suit on her flapped in the air without any wind. A pressure that was stronger than any of the previous contestants was suddenly released!
"How is this possible!? The ninth level of Spirit Creation!? "
All the clansmen in the stands, even the elders who were hundreds or even thousands of years old, stood up in shock with their mouths wide open!
It was not that they had not seen anyone at the ninth level of the Spirit Transformation Stage, but no one could have imagined that such an insignificant little Hua family girl would hide herself so deeply.
A large number of people looked towards the direction of the Hua family's people. At this moment, the Hua family's patriarch and Hua Xiaoluo's father finally revealed a pleased smile.
However, this was just the beginning …
When Hua Xiaoluo stretched out his hand, a sharp sword intent swept up a long sword from below the stage and flew into her hand …
A large number of gasps could be heard from the audience!
"Sword intent!? She even comprehended sword intent! "
"This sword-intent is even stronger than Qi Tong's sword-intent …" The pressure seems to be even stronger! "
The voices of some of the young participants began to tremble.
Holding the sword in his hand, a sword intent that was like countless dancing flowers bloomed around the sword!
At this moment, although Xiao Luo was small, her two ponytails were rather young and tender.
However, the figure of the longsword in his hand, with the golden light and the flying flowers as a backdrop, had already surpassed all of the young talents present!
"Ninth level of Spirit Creation, Heaven level sword intent!? When did the Hua Family produce such a heaven-defying girl!? "
Yao Xingzhi and the other elders stood up one after another, their faces beaming with joy. This person was a rare genius in the history of the clan!
Everyone's eyes were eagerly looking at the peerless genius, Hua Xiaoluo, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere …
However, Feng Qinglan's eyes were filled with doubt as he looked at the figure concealed by the light at the first possible moment …
He … How did you know?