Awakening the SSS-level sword like fire, shocking the world

Keijo University, No. 2 Battle Hall.

The news that Meng Fan threatened to let Zhao Yiqian and Huang Yu go together was spread through the BBS forum of Beijing University and WeChat friend circles, and soon spread almost throughout Beijing University.

Spectators came one after another.

“Buzz, buzz!”

The mobile phone rang twice, and Meng Fan saw that it was Tang Ruoruo and Shangguantong who sent the message.

Tang Ruoruo: “Meng Fan, I heard other teachers say, you want to fight Huang Yu and Zhao Yiqian at the same time?”

Shangguantong: “Meng Fan, I look at the circle of friends, you want to fight Huang Yu and Zhao Yiqian at the same time?”

Meng Fan first clicked on Tang Ruoruo’s WeChat and replied: “Yes.”

Tang Ruoruo: “You are too impulsive… They are two SSS levels, and the level is comparable to you…” Meng

Fan: “Don’t worry, I can win.”

Tang Ruoruo: “I’ll take a look now.”

Meng Fan: “No need, Teacher Tang.”

“If you come to visit, it will divert my attention and affect my performance.”

Tang Ruoruo: “… Okay, I’m not going to see it, but when it’s over, you’ll have to let me know.

Then, Meng Fan immediately clicked on Shangguantong’s WeChat and replied: “Yes.”

Shangguantong: “The strength of the two of them is not weak, you might as well face one today.”

Meng Fan: “I can win two.”

Shangguantong: “Then I’ll take a look.”

Meng Fan: “No need, don’t you trust me?”

“And if you come to see it, it will divert my attention and affect my performance.”

Shangguantong: “… Okay then, I’m not coming.

“But after it’s over, you have to send me WeChat.”

After seeing Shangguantong’s reply, Meng Fan quit WeChat.

He felt that if Tang Ruoruo and Shangguantong came to see him together, it would be inevitable that something would happen.

Therefore, only let these two people not come.

And wait, he wants to kill Zhao Yiqian and Huang Yu as soon as possible.

Lest Tang Ruoruo and Shangguantong hesitate, they still came to see him because they couldn’t worry about him.

After Meng Fan gave Wang Xiaoyong his mobile phone, he walked to the ring.

……

In the audience, the audience talked about it, predicting the outcome of the battle.

“Zhao Yiqian and Huang Yu are both SSS-level geniuses, Meng Fan picks two, it is inevitable that he is too arrogant.”

“I guess Meng Fan was a little floating after he slashed the two of them in the freshman exchange competition.”

“The freshman race is a field battle, now it’s a ring battle, Meng Fan can’t make a sneak attack, and he may be beaten miserably by these two people later.”

Two high-level school officials and a few teachers also came.

The high-level officials of the school were not optimistic about Meng Fan’s showdown, and said:

“Meng Fan is a genius, but it has been a smooth journey, and it is inevitable to be proud and conceited.”

“This time he was challenged and lost by the two, which can be regarded as a lesson for him.”

Immediately, a senior school official said to a young teacher next to him:

“Xiaowen, you go down and be a referee.”

“Zhao Yiqian and Huang Yu are not good at coming, and it is estimated that they want to take revenge on Meng Fan fiercely.”

“Maybe both of them want to deal a heavy hand on Meng Fan!”

“After Meng Fan loses, you will immediately take Meng Fan off the ring, and don’t let those two continue to attack.”

“Me?”

The young teacher, known as Xiaowen, was surprised.

Since he was sprayed by Meng Fan several times on the day of the mentor showdown, he no longer wanted to be a referee.

But at this time it was the leader’s order, and he had to follow.

“Well, I, Wen Tailai, will definitely live up to the trust of the leader.”

Wen Tai answered and walked down to the edge of the ring.

Meng Fan glanced at it, “Lying groove, it’s you, I haven’t seen you for a long time, when will we go for a massage together?”

Wen Tailai: “Huh.”

He thought to himself, he must pay full attention later, and not give Meng Fan a chance to spray him.

He cleared his throat and said in a loud voice: “Three students, I am Wen Tailai, a teacher at Beijing University, and I will be the judge of the three students later.”

“Wait a minute, teacher, what’s your name?” Meng Fandao.

“Wen Tailai.”

“What is Vin?”

“Wen Tailai.”

“What Tai Lai?”

[Wen Tailai, negative sentiment value +333]

“May I ask the three students, can the competition start?”

Wen Tailai hurriedly asked, and he swore in his heart that he would be a fool to talk to Meng Fan in the future.

“Wait a minute!”

Zhao Yiqian stopped Wen Tailai.

Then, he said to Huang Yu: “Brother Huang, if you don’t let me go first, I had a grudge with Meng Fan before college.”

Huang Yu was embarrassed: “However, the grudge between me and Meng Fan is not small.

“Or guess.” Zhao Yiqian suggested.

The audience heard the conversation between Zhao Yiqian and Huang Yu and started talking again.

“Oh, they’re going to go one by one, that’s fine.”

“What’s good, this is called a wheel war, even if Meng Fan wins one, his physical strength and aura will decrease, and if he fights the next one, he will be at a disadvantage.”

“Moreover, Zhao Yiqian is a disciple of the God of Fire and War, and his talent is in conflict with Meng Fan, even if Meng Fan is in his heyday, he may not be able to defeat him.”

“If Meng Fan fights Huang Yu first, and then fights Zhao Yiqian, the winning face will be very small.”

Among them, those Meng Fan fans who heard the wind once again felt sorry for their Meng Fan brother.

“Sad! Why does Brother Meng Fan always have to fight and kill with others!

“These two people are still taking turns, what if I hurt my brother Meng Fan?”

“Yes, yes, Brother Meng Fan takes turns and we are almost the same!”

“…”On

stage.

Zhao Yiqian and Huang Yu guessed boxing, came a three-set two wins, and finally decided the winner.

Huang Yu went first, and Zhao Yiqian went up later.

Zhao Yiqian walked off the ring.

He didn’t plan to fight Meng Fan today.

He was a pure Fire SSS-level genius, a disciple of the Fire God of War, how could he take advantage of people’s dangers.

He only planned to take a closer look at Meng Fan’s battle.

Study it well, spend a few days, and then find Meng Fan to challenge!

He wanted Meng Fan to lose completely, lose convincingly, and lose shame!

Zhao Yigan walked up to the front row of the audience.

One of the placeholders he brought with him immediately stood up and asked him to sit down.

Wen Tai came to see Zhao Yiqian sitting down and looked at Huang Yu and Meng Fan in the ring:

“May I ask the two students, can the duel begin?”

Originally, according to the custom, before the competition, the players on both sides would be given time to talk to each other.

But after he met Meng Fan, it was the first time he saw a player who was talking to the referee during this time.

He didn’t want to bear Meng Fan’s trash talk anymore, so he could only break this convention.

Meng Fan and Huang Yu nodded.

Seeing that Meng Fan did not scold him, Wen Tailai was very happy, and said loudly:

“Please two release their talents!”

Meng Fan’s heart moved, and the flowing blade was held in his left hand, and his right hand was gently resting on the hilt.

The whole person stands on the ring, looking calm and deep, like the ocean before the tsunami.

Compared with Meng Fan’s calmness, Huang Yu moved extremely quietly when he released his talent.

The roar of the lion sounded in the air.

A momentum, along with Huang Yu’s soaring muscles, erupted from his body.

The sound of the cloth tearing sounded!

Huang Yu’s coat suddenly exploded and shot in all directions.

The tight combat suit worn inside was revealed.

Wen Tailai pulled away a piece of flying shredded clothes, and sneered in his heart, this kid dared to play explosive clothes in front of him?

Seeing that both of them had released their talents, Wen Tailai shouted:

“The duel begins!”

“Lionheart Cracking Mountain Strike!”

Huang Yu slammed into the ring, and the whole person turned into a shadow.

At forty-five degrees, leap into the air.

The right hand was wrapped in a layer of yellow aura, forming the shape of a lion’s claw.

The lion’s claws are huge with sharp claws on them.

The lion’s claw pulled out a piercing sonic boom, aimed at Meng Fan, and covered it from a distance.

Meng Fan jumped up at the same time, and a mask with red lines on a white background appeared on his face.

When he was about to approach Huang Yu, he pulled out his sword and unsheathed it!

The knife flashed!

The two staggered through the air!

The two then landed on either side of the ring, standing back to back.

Meng Fan’s feet were a half-lunge, holding the handle of the knife in his left hand and holding the knife in his right hand, and the blade pointed diagonally to the sky.

Huang Yu’s right hand was clawed and held flat in front of him, his posture was like a lion hunting.

“Boom”.

Meng Fan dashingly put the knife into its sheath.

At the same time, a line of blood, stretching from Huang Yu’s right chest to his left abdomen, suddenly exploded!

Blood splattered in a fan shape and spilled on the white floor tiles of the ring.

Huang Yu’s entire body suddenly loosened and fell in a pool of blood.