Chapter 26: Black horse

& Facing the indifferent tone of Meng Fan, Lei Bao just wanted to speak when a hot stream appeared in his belly, but he spewed blood again. Stabilizing his figure, Lei Bao was struggling to stand up, let alone fighting.
Suddenly, the eyes of many people gathered at the venue were all shocked, and in the next moment a commotion spread throughout Wuzhen Square.
Lei Bao is an elite child of Tier 7 body refining and the son of Lei Qing, the captain of the guard team, but at this moment he was defeated. Unexpectedly, a dark horse appeared in the Wuzhen Clan at the beginning!
Meng Fan!
In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on the venue of Meng Fan and Lei Bao, and the low noise came out, but it caused a lot of shock in the entire venue.
"How is it possible, isn't this Meng Fan who used to be the second-order body refining..."
In the field, Thunder Tiger's expression changed drastically, and he looked at Meng Fan in disbelief. He knows how much Lei Bao has. Even if he is inferior to him, it will not be much worse. With his first match against Meng Fan, he thought that he could knock Meng Fan out, but he didn't expect it. This scene will appear unexpectedly.
In the field, including the Wuzhen guards above the VIP seats in the center, they looked at each other. These people are all elites of the Wuzhen guards. They know a little bit about Meng Fan, but they can't enter the guards at all. error?
At the center of everyone, the most uncomfortable was a strong man, naturally Lei Qing, Lei Bao's father. After a long while, Lei Qing said helplessly.
"Luck, just luck."
The voice fell, and everyone on the side of the guards nodded, and they couldn't get Lei Bao up with a punch, but there was a fundamentally inconspicuous boy who had no explanation except luck.
"Not luck!"
At the next moment, a voice full of majesty came, surprisingly Gu Yuan standing in place. With a chuckle, Gu Yuan looked at Meng Fan and said with satisfaction.
"I'm afraid that Wuzhen is eligible to enter the guards at the age of sixteen. There is one more member, the sixth stage of body training, and the response is quick. Just now, it should be Yanta Wuhen. I am afraid that he has practiced many times. Now, this kind of toughness, tut, it's really good!"
Hearing Gu Yuan's words, the expressions of everyone around him suddenly changed, knowing that Gu Yuan's eyesight can't go wrong, is there really another talented boy in Wuzhen.
Hearing Gu Yuan's words, Gu Qing's pretty face changed, her silver teeth clenched.
Originally, according to what she had promised Gu Xiner, he would not let Leihu and others trouble Meng Fan and let him join the guard, but because of Meng Fan’s arrogance, Gu Qing did not do that, but hoped to use Thunder Tiger's hand suppressed Meng Fan, but he did not expect that he did it by himself, and it was so outstanding!
how is this possible!
Everyone in the field was extremely surprised, and it was impossible to imagine that Meng Fan, who had mediocre aptitude, could reach the sixth stage of body refining in just one month.
This kind of improvement speed can be called superb speed. Although it is better than usual to break through at the beginning of the body refining realm, it is too exaggerated!
"Brother Meng Fan is great!"
In the field, Gu Xin'er was the first to react, with a smile on her pretty face. With a soft smile, Meng Fan nodded, and then walked down the ring.
As Meng Fan stepped down, the turmoil in the entire field was considered to be still, and he focused his attention on other games, but there was no such surprise as before.
The entire Wuzhen clan was organized step by step according to the previous plan. In just an hour, 20 young people had emerged from hundreds of young people. And Meng Fan also experienced two competitions, but even Lei Bao is no longer Meng Fan's opponent, and the juniors who are against Meng Fan are even less confident, so Meng Fan easily entered the top 20.
Of course, some are happy and some are worried. The more Wuzhen teenagers who are eliminated are all extremely helpless. Among them, Meng Fan's friend Lu Le is also among them, looking at Meng Fan's expression, full of excitement.
After all, among them who often bullied, one person finally stood up and dared to fight against Lei Hu and others, which made Lu Le extremely excited.
Among the first twenty, it is not surprising that Gu Xin'er, Gu Qing, Leihu and others all appeared in it, and they were also unexpected. The only unexpected thing was the elimination of Lei Bao and the appearance of Meng Fan!
After a while, all the Wuzhen juniors in the top 20 were standing on the ring and conducting a new round of draws. Meng Fan's eyes narrowed when he felt the gazes around him. This feeling was something he had never had before.
But it's really good.
At the next moment, the lottery box came to Meng Fan's body. With a movement of his palm, he took out a lottery from it at random, opened it, and read Jiasan on it.
On the ring, the Wuzhen juniors who entered the top 20 have already begun fierce competitions, which are obviously more fierce than before. When the competition between the two sides was over, the referee on the court had already shouted in a deep voice.
"A third come up!"
Hearing that, Meng Fan's figure moved, and he came to the arena in a few steps, and at the same time, opposite Meng Fan, a burly figure appeared, and it was a Thunder Tiger!
Seeing Thunder Tiger, the whole square was boiling up. After all, Thunder Tiger was the only one among the Wuzhen juniors who could still fight Gu Qing. The first and the second also occurred between them. I didn't expect to encounter Meng Fan. Up.
It seems that Meng Fan's advancement is about to end!
Everyone sighed in their hearts. Although it was clear that Meng Fan was no longer in the past, Thunder Tiger's strength has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, including the guards above the VIP seats, also secretly sighing.
In the field, Lei Qing chuckled, exhaled, and said lightly, "Now this lucky kid should stop his forward pace. I know the strength of Thunder Tiger!"
When the sound fell, everyone around him nodded, and with the movements of the two, the eyes around the square were basically looking here.
On the ring, the Thunder Tiger hill-like body stepped forward, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly, "Meng Fan, you are indeed quite unexpected, but I... won't keep your hands. The face is eliminated!"
Looking at Thunder Tiger, Meng Fan smiled and said lightly, "Stop talking nonsense, come on!"
Looking at Meng Fan's indifferent expression, he immediately bit Leihu's teeth and clenched his fist fiercely. There was a feeling of fierce strength on his body, far stronger than Leibao.
Obviously, the more indifferent Meng Fan was, the more Leihu's anger was aroused. Looking at the two people who were already ready, the referee on the side was signaled by Gu Yuan and said loudly in the next moment, "Go!"
"Brother Meng Fan, be careful!"
Standing next to Gu Yuan, there was a rare trace of tension on Gu Xin'er's small face, her jade hand gripped tightly and muttered.
The voice fell, and Leihu's figure jumped up in the next moment. He saw Leibao's failure. He had to say that there were a lot of careless elements in it. Therefore, at this moment, Leihu made a full shot to completely control Meng Fan. Seeing as his opponent, a punch hits directly.
Facing the punch that broke through the air, Meng Fan's brow furrowed. This Thunder Tiger had a good capital. The strength of this punch was definitely not light. At the same time, he stepped out in one step and blasted out with one punch.
The fight between body refining realms can only be broken by force!
bump!
The pair of fists faced each other, and a clear sound was heard, and the next moment Thunder Tiger's expression became more solemn. Obviously, under the touch of his body, he unexpectedly found that Meng Fan's body was not inferior to him, completely beyond Thunder Tiger's expectation.
At the next moment, Thunder Tiger roared and raised his arms, shouting loudly, "Meng Fan, even if you have cultivated to this level, what about you, don't you want to fail me, roll me down, Tiger Fist!"
While speaking, a ray of light flashed between Thunder Tiger’s arms, and a weak vitality filled Thunder Tiger’s fist. Although vitality was not much, it should be known that attacks with vitality and attacks without vitality are worlds apart. .
The middle grade of vitality!
In an instant, the expressions of everyone around him changed, knowing that this was the technique Lei Qing taught Thunder Tiger himself. Looking at the gleaming fist, everyone knew that Meng Fan was about to hang, and might even be seriously injured.
Above the VIP table, a smug smile appeared on Lei Qing's face, watching the changes above the ring with confidence. This fierce tiger fist was taught to Leihu by Lei Qing himself. Naturally, knowing the power of this fist, there shouldn't be any problem with dealing with a sixth-order junior.
Facing the punch that broke through the air, Meng Fan's expression condensed, and in the next moment he suddenly uttered three words.
"Break!"
While speaking, he took a step forward and pushed his palms away. Although Thunder Tiger is coming fiercely, Meng Fan knows that this punch in the face of Thunder Tiger can't retreat at all. Retreat will not just evade, but will Let himself fall into the passive, so Meng Fan directly chose to fight with a big collapse!
In an instant, the palms of the fists were facing each other, and there was a weak vitality between the strength of both sides. Suddenly, the air made a tremor before, and in the next moment the bodies of both sides bounced away.
Meng Fan stepped back abruptly, his throat became hot, and almost a mouthful of blood came out, but the strength of this Thunder Tiger was not light. Steady his figure, Meng Fan stood steadily, raising his head and looking forward.
On the opposite side of Meng Fan, Thunder Tiger's figure was half-kneeling on the ground in an instant. He barely wanted to stand up but he had no strength. He coughed a few times and spit out bloodshot eyes. It turned out to be with Leibao. The same ending.
With one blow, the decision is made, and the victory or defeat is divided.
The referee on the side opened his eyes wide, staring at the scene blankly, and finally said involuntarily.
"Meng Fansheng!"