Chapter 2033: Het

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Listening to this, Wang Fan couldn't help but frowned, "Don't you choose one person, why have you become five again? Also, what does this matter have to do with seeing Han Qingyi?"
Regarding this matter, he had heard of it at Feng Restaurant. The Yushan he offended while listening to Feng Restaurant is said to be a popular candidate in the selection contest.
"Brother, listen to me first." The young man couldn't help but choke, then said quickly.
"Four out of the five people are Tianjiao disciples selected by the major schools, and they have been determined. The other person is to be selected from the entire Huri Empire."
"If you participate in this selection contest, and successfully win the prize, get the quota, then there will be no problem seeing Han Qingyi."
"Sister Han Qingyi will definitely appear at the banquet held by the Hu Ri Empire for the emissaries around."
After the young man finished speaking, he looked at Wang Fan anxiously and seemed a little embarrassed.
After all, it is not so easy to win that place.
If Wang Fan's strength is not enough, he has no idea.
However, what the youth did not expect was that Wang Fan's eyes suddenly brightened when he heard this.
Why didn't he think of this method? This method is much more reliable than going into the Emperor Tianxi Tower at night.
As for whether he can win the championship, Wang Fan never considered it. In his view, if he couldn't even win this championship, it would be a joke.
"Your method is very good, these spirit stones will reward you, and we will have a date." After Wang Fan thought about it, he grabbed a hundred pieces of the best spirit stone and threw it to the youth, and left the place directly.
The young man stared blankly at the one hundred extra-quality spirit stones in his hand, and then looked at Wang Fan's back that disappeared instantly. After a while, he recovered.
"Here, this succeeded. It's too easy for this spirit stone to come?" He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and couldn't help murmuring.
Wang Fanke ignored the young man. After leaving, he inquired about where to register for the trial, and went to find a place to live.
It's already evening, and today's trial is already over. If you want to participate, you have to do it tomorrow.
Perhaps because of the imperial emissaries around, and because of this trial, most of the inn of the Huri Imperial Inn was full.
Wang Fan ran through dozens of inn houses, and finally found a room.
After he moved in, he took a short break, and he entered into a state of cultivation.
The next day, when the sky showed a hint of fish belly white, Wang Fan woke up from the practice, and after finishing a little, he left the inn.
The registration for the trial competition has already taken place at the Tianwei Square in the northern city of the Huri Empire.
When Wang Fan arrived at Tianwei Square, the entire Tianwei Square was already crowded and overcrowded.
In the center of the square, there are only three battle platforms. On top of the three battle platforms, there are monks fighting wildly.
The Yushan offended by Wang Fan in Fengfeng Restaurant is on one of the battle platforms.
He was dressed in white and heroic, very extraordinary.
He was holding a golden fan in his hand. When the fan was waving, the sound of Ling Feng's strong wind would be raised. Often, it was only a few photos, and he would defeat his opponent.
And every time he defeated his opponent, it would cause many screams from the audience, and the atmosphere was warm.
Wang Fan glanced at the cross-dressing criminal, but he ignored it. After sweeping his mental strength, he rushed towards the registration office after finding the registration office.
Today is already the last day of the trial and the last day of the registration deadline. Missing today, he will no longer be eligible to participate in the trial.
"Are you going to sign up for this trial?" The person in charge of registration is a woman with a round face. The women's Biennial is not awesome, but it is very friendly.
After she heard that Wang Fan was about to sign up, she immediately looked at Wang Fan in a daze and was shocked.
"What's wrong, can't it?" Wang Fan heard this and couldn't help but jumped and asked quickly. Shouldn't he be so unlucky, he doesn't even have the qualification to register.
"It's okay, but at the current stage of the trial, the players who have participated in the battle are basically the masters of the seventh and eighth floors of the King Realm."
"If you do not reach this strength, I advise you not to sign up, it will be very dangerous."
The woman kindly reminded.
Wang Fan sighed with relief, and then his breath immediately appeared, which simulated the breath of the eighth floor of Wangjing. "I am the strongman of the eighth floor of Wangjing.
The woman felt the breath in Wang Fan's body, and then looked at the firmness in Wang Fan's eyes, immediately she was no nonsense, quickly registered and registered Wang Fan, and gave him a number plate.
After doing this, the woman said, "Although you have reached the eighth floor of Wangjing, be careful."
"In this trial, each person must win at least 100 games in a row to qualify for the final."
Wang Fan nodded, "I know, thank you."
With that said, he was far from the registration office.
"Hey, another guy who wants to be famous." The woman looked at the back of Wang Fan's eager departure, but couldn't help shaking her head and sighed helplessly.
After Wang Fan left the registration office, he arrived at a position relatively close to the three battle platforms.
He did not intend to procrastinate, but intended to immediately go up as soon as someone was defeated, and stand directly to the end in a bullish manner.
Of course, it would be even better if he could ascend to the battle platform where Yushan is located and defeat Yushan under the eyes of everyone.
However, the development of the matter was not as Wang Fan wished. On the leftmost battle platform, with a bang and a scream, a young man was slammed down with blood.
At the moment when the young man was bombarded off the battle platform, with several sounds of breaking the sky, several young people flashed towards the battle platform.
Of course, because Wang Fan was the fastest, he was the first to fall on the battle platform.
The rest of the people saw that they were preempted by Wang Fan, but they were a little depressed and left quite unwillingly.
You know, this trial also needs to be snatched. Because if you can't win a hundred games in a row, you will miss the championship.
Standing opposite Wang Fan was a young man with a strong physique. He was two meters tall, tall and strong.
He looked at the little Wang Fan, and grinned at the corner of his mouth. His fists struck hard twice in the air, and he stepped directly and rushed towards Wang Fan.
Without the slightest nonsense, nor the slightest kindness, he just wanted to solve Wang Fan earlier and enter the next battle.
Looking at this scene, the monks under the stage also became excited. They screamed wildly:
"Black, kill him!"
"Hett, tear him up!"
Heite heard that it was even more exciting, and the speed became faster.
He was like a black bear, and he threw a rumbling voice between steps, approaching Wang Fan crazyly.
He Heite, but has won 35 games in a row, the king of the eighth layer of the strong, he did not take Wang Fan as a point in his eyes.
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