Chapter 39: Beginning of fame

Chapter Three and Nine
Seeing Xiao Fan stretched out two fingers, many people secretly cursed Xiao Fan for being arrogant, and they wanted to fight the second game without stopping. Isn't this looking for death?
But a few people can see that in the first scene, Xiao Fan didn't even breathe a breath. What does this mean?
The battle just now was too simple for him.
"Sure enough, it is a ghost. He actually fought for the second time in a row. Below, please let the second fighter Rage Sword appear!" The host was slightly surprised by Xiao Fan's strength, but immediately announced the second life and death battle.
When the crowd looked over, they saw a burly man walking up with a huge blood knife.He was wearing a black mask and only exposed a pair of eyes.
An overbearing momentum bloomed all over the body, and the wind was raging, like a series of sharp knives, which made people afraid to look directly.
Without any hesitation, the host immediately announced the start of the second battle.
Anger Knife slowly raised the Blood Knife in his hand and pointed at Xiao Fan and said, "Boy, it's not just a normal arrogance. I'm an Angry Knife.
"Why is everyone so self-righteous?" Xiao Fan said in his heart, and between his hands, an ordinary long knife appeared in his hand.
The next moment, Xiao Fan disappeared in place like a gust of wind, and the crowd couldn't catch Xiao Fan at all.
Angry Saber's face changed and he wanted to resist. However, a chill passed around his neck, the blood knife in his hand fell to the ground, his hands covered his neck, and a pillar of blood rose into the sky.
"Dead?" The crowd looked at the platform in horror, and couldn't help rubbing their eyes.
fast! too fast!
It completely surpassed the human eye's capture, and the knife fell with his hand, instantly killing a war king.
At this moment, Xiao Fan slammed and banged his long knife into the battle platform, and then he extended three more fingers.
"The third scene?" The crowd returned to their senses, and the gaze towards Xiao Fan no longer contemptuously.
The host trembled slightly, he had presided over so many life-and-death battles, and had never seen anything like Xiao Fan, one punch and one knife!
What happens next? I wonder if the host is thinking about this issue, even the crowd is very curious about the next battle.
They like to watch the battle very much, but the thunderous battle like Xiao Fan is even more exciting.
The third game soon started. In the third game, a sword repairer appeared. However, Xiao Fan still only used one move, and he cut the opponent with a sword.
Immediately after the fourth and fifth games, there is still no doubt that Xiao Fan ended the battle with thunder.
The audience was silent. These five games ended faster than the other games on the stage of life and death.
When they recovered, Xiao Fan had already left the platform of life and death.
"The name of the ghost will surely resound through the outer city today, and it is estimated that it will be the next one."
"That's not necessarily. If you won five games today, it will only add up to six wins. How could it be possible that Tiancan is only one game away from Tiancan to win a hundred wins, and it only took less than two years."
"Look, there must be a ghost battle tomorrow. From now on, as long as the ghost is on the court for one day, I will not miss his battle."
The crowd talked a lot, feeling very unhappy, many people even vowed to have become die-hard fans of the ghost.
Xiao Fan naturally didn't know all this. He booked five more battles and left the battlefield of life and death.
In an elegant room, a memory crystal was placed on the front of the Three Elders, and a picture appeared in the void, which was exactly what Xiao Fan had experienced in five battles.
He has played it back several times, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he said: "Fun, really interesting! The first game uses a punch, the second game uses a knife, the third game uses a sword, the fourth and the fifth game. The field is using fists again. It seems that he did not regard this as a battlefield of life and death, but as a place for training."
"I want to see, where is your limit!" The Third Elder took a deep breath and put the memory crystal into the drawer.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and there was a waiter standing at the door, respectfully saying: "Three elders, the owner is pleased."
"I see." The third elder nodded, stood up and walked out of the room.
Soon he came to the chamber of the battle of life and death. There were three people sitting in the hall, two men and one woman, as if they had been waiting for a long time.
"Sorry, let everyone wait a long time." The third elder walked to the conference table and sat down.
The three nodded, and didn't say anything, but sat in a dreadful manner, as if waiting for something.
After a while, a figure appeared at the door. It was a young man in his twenties. He was dressed in purple, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and his heroic spirit was compelling, and his eyes were as bright as stars, shining brightly.
A thick hair draped behind his shoulders, heroic, and there was a breath of peerless power invisible, and he dared not look directly at him.
Seeing the arrival of the purple-clothed youth, the four elders in the chamber suddenly gave a solemn expression.
"I have seen the host." The four stood up and respectfully bowed.
If you let outsiders know that the life and death battlefield owner of Lihuo Emperor Capital is so young, he might be shocked.
"The four elders are polite." The purple-clothed youth waved his hand, walked to the main seat and sat down, and said, "The four elders are invited to come today to discuss the matter of the deceased. I wonder what you think?"
The four elders' expressions condensed, and no one spoke.
"What to say, don't worry about it." The purple-clothed youth sat sideways on the chair, tapping the tabletop gently with his fingers.
"Owner." The gray-robed old man nearest to the purple-clothed youth took a deep breath and said: "Tiancan's strength is estimated to be infinitely close to the peerless warlord. Under the warlord, there are almost no opponents."
The gray-robed old man looked at the purple-clothed youth from time to time, wanting to see his attitude, but the purple-clothed youth's face was very calm, and he didn't mean to intervene at all.
"For example, if the disabled has won ninety-nine games today, only the last one will be able to reach yum victories and get a ticket, but because of this, it will also lose a huge profit in the battlefield of life and death. In the entire battlefield of life and death, the one who recently received Tiancang is only one who won eighty-eight games and may not be his opponent." The gray-robed old man continued.
"What does the big elder mean?" The purple-clothed youth said with a smile.
"There are still eleven months before that incident. We can drag it for a while. There should be someone who can suppress the natural remnant." The elder said in a cold voice.
"The great elder, the significance of the existence of the battlefield is not only to please some people, not just to make money, but to forge the strongest person. The strength of Tiancan has proved that he is eligible for an admission ticket. "The third elder suddenly said.
"By the way, the owner, I discovered something very interesting today. On the third battle of life and death, a man named Ghost appeared. He won five games in a row today and he won very easily. This person may be strong. It's still above the Heavenly Remnant." The Great Elder said, taking a provocative look at the Third Elder from time to time.
The three elders' expressions condensed, how he didn't know that there was something in the words of the elders, and easily won five games in a row. This was because he was deliberately letting go.
"Does the elder mean, let the ghost fight the Tiancan? But don't forget, the ghost is only in the middle of the war king at most." The three elders suppressed the anger in his heart forcibly, and his expression condensed.