Chapter 591: Sword God Lin Fan (2)

Huo Chenhao stabbed his fist and raised his other hand from the bottom up, trying to hit Lin Fan's jaw.
"One opportunity has been used up, you have lost."
Without a sword in his left hand, Lin Fan pressed Huo Chenhao's fist upward from mid-air, and Huo Chenhao's arm violently violently, but he could not move a bit.
"So powerful?"
He was shocked.
However, Lin Fan, no matter what he was thinking, put his head to his ear, and whispered softly as if he were doing something wrong.
After a few words, Huo Chenhao's expression suddenly changed, and he glanced into his clothes, then his eyes were full of shock.
"I lost." He shouted loudly, clasped his fists at Lin Fan, and stepped down gracefully.
From the beginning to the end of this battle, Huo Chenhao only made one move, and Lin Fan didn't even make one move in the eyes of everyone. It would be unbelievable to tell the victory or defeat in this way. If it weren’t for the fact that the family’s grand competition is related to each family The reputation of the first-class family, and the loss of the first-class family to the second-class family is even more humiliating in the ancient martial arts world, these audiences would really think that the two were cheating.
"Huo Chenhao, why did you give up like this?"
"Yeah, what happened, did that kid threaten you?"
"What a shame, I will teach him now."
The people of the Huo family gathered around the moment Huo Chenhao stepped down, and there were all kinds of guesses.
"No." Huo Chenhao stopped his uncle, which means he was going to teach Lin Fan's people. He gathered everyone together and whispered, "Look."
As he said, he opened his clothes outside.
Because of wearing ancient costumes, there was also an inner shirt inside the outer shirt. At this time, on Huo Chenhao's inner shirt, there was a hole about 20 centimeters long in the heart, which was drawn by a sharp weapon.
Everyone is not a fool, and they understand at a glance what might have happened.
"Is it possible?" Although they knew it might be true, they still didn't want to believe it.
The outer shirt was undamaged, and the inner shirt was damaged. That second-rate young man actually cut Chen Hao's inner shirt during the short hand-to-hand encounter? And also blocked his fist, how fast this has to be!
"This is the case." Huo Chenhao sighed, "He is really strong, I am convinced."
"You didn't lose injustice." Huo Chenhao's father patted him on the shoulder, "If this son really has this skill, he might occupy the top ten position in this competition of first-class families. Unexpectedly, a second-rate family. Such enchanting can also appear, oh no, two days ago, it was only a third-rate family."
Huo Chenhao noticed his father's words, "Top ten?"
He didn't believe it, Lin Fan's strength shocked him, shouldn't this strength be the first?
"Chen Hao, don't underestimate the enchanting evildoers of the rest of the family. You have never seen them make a move. If you really want to do it, no less than ten people can do this."
"The boy got it."
The Huo family had a lot of exchanges, and Lin Fan heard a lot of inquiries after he stepped down, but more cheers from the Miaoning family.
This is the competition of the first-class family, and it can be promoted in the competition of the first-class family, with a long face! Too long face!
"What did you say to him, why did he give up directly?" Ning Sangyu took Lin Fan's arm and smiled.
The person she likes has won, and she is happier than anyone else.
"Just tell him that at the moment he shot, I opened his coat with a sword, cut his undershirt, and blocked his attack."
Miao Chan laughed with a "pouch" over there.
"You still blow it! The Wang family listened to you what you said last time, this time it was even more exaggerated, even if you blow it, how can anyone do what you said."
"That's not difficult, I guess according to what you said, a little bit of strength can do it."
"Cut, don't believe it."
Lin Fan shook his head helplessly. He was telling the truth, but if people don't believe him, what can he do? Could it be a live show? It's not good to cut his wife's shirt under the public.
The first match will be promoted smoothly, and the second match will be held in the afternoon. The elimination game will make Lin Fan’s opponents stronger and stronger. As a party, Lin Fan doesn’t care at all. The rest I am worried a lot for him, but it is not as nervous as the second-rate family. The rules of this family are set by the inherited family. They have no right to change at will, and they feel that they are invincible. Just give up, like Huo Chenhao.
"I said this Huo Chenhao is really rubbish, even the of a second-rate family cannot be beaten."
"People who come out of that kind of inferior family are waste, Huo Chenhao is really waste in waste."
"His Huo family's face is completely lost by him."
A group of disciples from first-class families sat together to communicate.
"Anhua, come here."
An older elder beckoned to one of these disciples.
The one named An Hua is also a young man. He wears a strong blue suit and looks very capable. He has a scabbard hanging around his waist. He walks in a vigorous manner. While his hands are drooping, his right hand is subconsciously placed on the hilt. It can be seen that he should be quite accomplished in kendo.
"Elder." An Hua arched his hands to the old man.
This old man was the referee of the second-rate family, the one pointed at by Lin Fan with a gun.
"We have secretly adjusted for the afternoon game. Your opponent is a little from a second-rate family, know what to do?"
"Understand." An Hua nodded.
"Remember, don't give him any chance to admit defeat, kill him directly!"
"Yes."
"Okay, go get ready."
...
"Lin Fan, the champion of the second-rate family competition, will play against Anhua."
The referee’s voice sounded. The referee in the afternoon was different from the morning. The referee now comes from a family of inheritance, but can only be ranked in the last rank among the family of inheritance, but no matter what, the family of inheritance is always a family of inheritance, and it is better than first-class. The aristocratic family is much stronger.
This referee is here, and the first-class masters who had always been predecessors sitting there honestly watched the game quietly.
At the start of the competition, two contestants came on the field.
An Hua is dressed in a strong suit, with a sword tied around his waist, walking up and raising his head, with the same size of each step, just like a master.
Looking at Lin Fan again, in a casual suit, the sword was held in his hand, without a scabbard, it looked like a tattered one, and he walked with a stare and stare, looking like he was not alive.
The contrast between the two is very obvious, one is the arrogant swan, and the other is the ugly duckling who has given up on himself.
"Heh, this kid is fighting Anhua, he's done."