Twin martial souls, full level charm, enchantress please respect yourself

"boom!"

In the fighting arena with more than 200,000 spectators, the atmosphere exploded into an uproar.

"Fuck!"

"Fuck???"

The audience, dressed in completely different clothes, stared in disbelief and exclaimed:

"What kind of trick is this! Using someone else's way to retaliate against someone else's body?"

"It doesn't matter if his eyes can absorb fire, but they can also reflect all attacks?"

The noise in the ring intensified.

No one expected that "Shame of the Empire", a mere soul master and a weak support player, could perform such an amazing performance. It was simply unbelievable.

Even Ye Longhe and others were stunned to see when his adoptive father had learned such an incredible skill.

On top of the dome, the powerful bosses of the Canglong Empire all looked sideways at him, their majestic eyes shining with surprise.

Lin Dingtian was full of praise: "This boy's flame pupil is the best, it's really amazing."

"Powerful healing ability, precise combat command, timely absorption of damage, and last-ditch damage for teammates at critical moments."

"This kid is really a support wizard. He must have been practicing support for many years to be able to perform like this!!"

"You have been practicing hard for many years?"

King Yan and King Tianwu suddenly had strange expressions upon hearing this.

like……

It seems like I’ve never seen this kid practice before.

Lin Ding Tianyan said categorically:

"If this kid hadn't studied hard for more than ten years, he definitely wouldn't have such an overall view and judgment, and he wouldn't have such professional support capabilities!"

"My daughter's praise of this man is indeed justified."

King Yan had to hold back and not laugh like a pig in front of everyone. Is this perhaps an over-interpretation of the legend?

If Brother Luo hears what you say, he won't be able to scratch his head and say:

oh--!

Did I work so hard to play support?

Meng Buliu, the leader of the Panlong Sect, laughed and joked: "Sect Leader Lin is so excited when he sees a good young man."

Lin Dingtian really started to love talents.

I feel that Luo Fanchen is very similar to him. Both are weak in force, but their supporting wisdom is at its peak.

King Tianwu turned his head and asked, "King Yu, what do you think of this battle?"

Rain King's expression was as if he had eaten the smelly rag that had been used to clean the toilet.

"what!!!"

On the Qinggang Arena, the screams coming from the exploding purple-red flames became more and more shrill.

The bulging veins on the Mad King's forehead throbbed wildly, and his face could no longer remain tense as he roared at the ring below:

"stop!!"

"You bastard, stop this king!"

Luo Fanchen put his palms next to his ears, as if listening, with a surprised look on his face:

"What? Increase the firepower, and you still have such a request?"

The fire pupil of his right eye glared, and the power of the purple-red flame suddenly increased.

"court death!!"

The Mad King was like a meteorite from Mars, forcefully crashing into the ring.

The fierce wind carried by it blew away the raging fire in the venue, revealing seven burnt and scarred seven people who fell to the ground one by one.

The shiny green steel arena floor was covered with burnt handprints of random scratching.

The audience was shocked and had chills running down their backs.

Suddenly I realized that the young man who was banished to immortals with a calm smile in the scene was really cruel.

If these seven people were not fire soul masters, they would have been burned alive long ago.

The mad king was heartbroken and his fingers were trembling.

These are his elite disciples from Kuangyan City, who are counting on getting results in the competition.

"boom!"

The Mad King glared at Luo Fanchen and roared, "I told you to stop, why didn't you stop?"

Luo Fanchen sighed and said innocently: "Everyone knows that Kuangyan City is very strong and we are weak. We are afraid that if we are not careful, we will be killed by you."

"You!" The mad king was furious.

"Lord Mad King, you are not a sore loser and want to intimidate me, a weak and helpless young man, and kill me in front of His Majesty and so many spectators, right?"

The Mad King looked ugly and loosened his clenched fists under his sleeves.

"If you can afford to lose, of course you can afford to lose, how can I take action against you?"

"But you dare to act so viciously today, and tomorrow you dare to do harm to the empire."

"Vicious?"

Luo Fanchen spread his hands: "I didn't do anything. Wasn't it just that the combined attack that hit them bounced back?"

"Oh I see."

"Are you trying to say that Fen Nu and others are too vicious and will reap the consequences?"

Ye Longhe and others next to him applauded: "Kang Wang knows right from wrong, we admire him!"

Yang Meng said softly: "Master Mad King, why don't you bring your dog with you? No, your people will go down to heal their wounds. They are almost dead."

The Mad King's chest was floating, and angry blood was rushing in his eyes.

He swore that he had never been as angry as he was at this moment in his life.

"what!!!"

Prince Ye Fuyao stood up and reminded: "Tian Kuang, don't break the rules, come down."

The mad king was so angry that he was poured a basin of cold water on him, and his whole body was shaking with anger.

"it is good."

"Great."

With a flick of his hand, he took away the seven people from Kuangyan City and went down to heal their injuries.

As the referee announced that Luo Fanchen's team had won the game, the cheering seats in Qianlong City instantly erupted in piercing cheers, while other seats fell silent as everyone was slapped in the face.

Before the start of this game, no one thought that Qianlong City, which was twenty levels behind as a whole, could win with a Soul Master Color Pen. However, it turned out that the Color Pen that everyone was not optimistic about was the real winner.

The arena is very realistic, whoever stands on the field to the end will be the best.

Before the game, I don’t know how many spectators there were in Kuangyan City. They raised their middle fingers towards Qianlong City and were so excited that they started celebrating the victory in advance.

This is the moment when the Qianlong City cheering group is cheering lively. Before Luo Fanchen's next game, all spectators must shut up and endure the pain no matter how uncomfortable it is.

"Hahaha, Fennu is really angry this time."

"It's useless to be angry. If you say the harshest words, you will get the harshest beatings."

"Isn't Kuangyan City awesome? You look down on our small place, Qianlong City, why are you all mute now?"

Yanyun City waiting area,

"Dry……"

"Brother Luo is great!"

Lin Keke almost made a slip of the tongue, and his palms turned red when he was on the court. He was even happier than if he had won.

Lin Qianjue behind her saw this and felt pain in her heart.

I hate Luo Fanchen even more. Isn't he just a support? What a great guy! !

I can fuck me too! !

The third elder coughed and said, "Lin Keke, pay attention to your position."

Lin Keke raised his little hand: "Don't worry, if I meet Brother Luo and the others, I will definitely not be a mole. After all, his strength does not require me to be a mole."

The third elder blew his beard angrily and stared: "What are you talking about? That's what you are talking about!!"

"Our Great Wilderness Purple Air Sect assists the world's best, how can we still lose to this young boy?"

Luo Fanchen led the team back to the waiting area, attracting enthusiastic cheers from the Qianlong City cheering group.

Yang Meng and others also looked excited and excited, and their blood was boiling.

This is the highest competitive stage in the empire, and the participants are all the best among people.

It is not easy to win even a victory, it is an absolute honor.

Ye Longhe and others smiled and suddenly thought,

If Luo Fanchen didn't help in this competition, how would they fare?

I couldn't help but tremble.

Then he would probably have to be hung up and beaten repeatedly by Kuang Yancheng. He was not the opponent at all, it was his adoptive father who was too fierce.

Li Xukun hummed a tune happily: "Without a foster father, I am like a grass. If the strong wind blows, I will fall over. Having a foster father is good. No matter who comes, I will fall down~"

Sister Ye Youling's beautiful faces are also filled with joy and excitement. Who doesn't like victory?

Especially when being taken to bed by a man you like.

They were not in a hurry to celebrate. They were carefully reviewing the battle just now, summarizing the shortcomings that could be improved, and striving to do better next time.

The details reflect the difference between those trained by top sects and Ye Longhe and others.

The enthusiastic celebration of the Qianlong City cheering group eventually aroused dissatisfaction from others, especially Kuangyan City and Xiaoyu City.

"Don't be too happy too early!!"

"You Qianlong City haven't won a game in eight hundred years, right? You just won one and are you so excited?"

"Let them scream. After all, they can't win next time. This may very well be their last victory."

"A team relying on support won't be able to go very far. That guy's weakness is obvious and he has no lethality. As long as the assassins target him, they'll be finished."

It's not just the auditorium where people in major cities are full of tension.

There were also differences among the big guys in the dome.

The Rain King smiled lightly and comforted the Crazy King beside him: "Don't worry, that kid can't become arrogant. My group of brats will definitely help you get back on your feet."

"Damn it!"

The Kuang King gritted his teeth in hatred. Fennu and others received top-notch treatment from behind, and their lives were safe. However, their combat power was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to remain competitive in the subsequent games.

"That kid will only rely on that one spiritual pupil, otherwise how could Kuangyan City lose!"

Rain King shook his head: "Don't be depressed, you are just unlucky."

"That kid's red eyes can only restrain the flames. He can only show off his power in front of the fire-type soul master. When he encounters our royal city team later, he will have nothing to do."

The mad king sent a message ferociously: "We must kill them!!!"

The Rain King raised the corners of his lips with a hint of pity: "What's the point? Just wait and see."

King Tianwu sent a message to King Yan: "These two bitches can't hold their shit back."

"Two thieves plot against my brother Luo. Will there be any good results?"

King Yan sneered again and again, his mind flashed to the King of Thunder who cut a human pig, how miserable his death was.

The old Canglong Emperor, who was leaning on the throne, half-squinted his eyes, seemingly indifferent to everything, but his eyes fell on Luo Fanchen vaguely, his eyes deep and deep...