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Chapter 245: Huan Huan's mumbling, the top showdown begins! [Seeking follow-up reading]

"you you……"

Ying Huanhuan had just come to her senses when she saw herself leaning in Lin Fan’s arms in an embarrassing posture. Her little face immediately turned red as fire due to embarrassment.

After realizing what was happening, Ying Huanhuan jumped off Lin Fan's hands and said angrily, "You damned fellow, you actually used what I taught you against me. And..."

What else? Ying Huanhuan was a little embarrassed to continue. She stared at Lin Fan with her big eyes, almost going berserk.

"Ahem, who told you not to admit defeat? I have no choice but to resort to this last resort," Lin Fan said with a dry cough.

"Hmph! Give me back my guzheng!" Ying Huanhuan blushed, glared at Lin Fan fiercely, and stretched out her white jade hand to him.

"Here," Lin Fan heard, without hesitation, and directly handed the guzheng to Ying Huanhuan.

Ying Huanhuan snatched the guzheng from Lin Fan's hand, grabbed Lin Fan's wrist, and suddenly lowered her head and bit it hard.

Lin Fan could have broken free, but because he was worried about hurting Ying Huanhuan, he just let her do it.

"Pervert, just wait for me!"

Immediately, Ying Huanhuan revealed a ferocious look, left a warning, and fled from the stage.

Lin Fan looked at Ying Huanhuan who was fleeing from the stage and couldn't help but shook his head slightly.

At this moment, Lin Fan could feel the countless gazes from all around him that were like sharp arrows.

Apparently, he has angered everyone!

Lin Fan whispered to himself, but did not take it to heart.

A Dao Sect deacon descended from the sky and landed in the middle of the arena. He looked at Lin Fan strangely, and then announced loudly: "Lin Fan wins."

Lie.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, there was a series of boos from all around, causing the deacon to shake his head helplessly. However, the look he gave Lin Fan was filled with admiration.

Lin Fan didn't say much. He bowed to the deacon and then retreated back to the area where the disciples of the Deserted Palace were.

As soon as Lin Fan landed, Jiang Hao and others immediately rushed up, and then a bunch of thumbs up in front of Lin Fan, with a weird smile on their faces that only the men had just understood.

"Junior Brother Lin Fan, you are really awesome!" Jiang Hao laughed strangely and said, "But don't worry, all the disciples of our Desolate Palace will fully support you!"

Lin Fan glared at these guys who were just looking for trouble and said unhappily, "You guys, stop adding fuel to the fire."

When Lin Fan returned to the stage, Ying Huanhuan also returned to the area where the Heavenly Palace was located. Her pretty face was still flushed, and a look of shame and anger filled her big watery eyes.

The faces of the Heavenly Palace disciples around were filled with indignation.

Ying Huanhuan is the most popular person in their Tian Palace. Countless disciples have fantasies about her. Lin Fan's previous behavior undoubtedly made them feel a sense of solidarity.

puff.

While Ying Huanhuan seemed still a little dazed by what had happened before, a light laugh sounded in her ears.

Ying Huanhuan looked up and saw Ying Xiaoxiao staring at her with a playful smile on her face.

"Sister, that guy treated me like this, it would have been fine if you didn't help me, but you actually made fun of me."

Ying Huanhuan, who was already embarrassed and angry, became furious when she saw Ying Xiaoxiao's look.

"Who asked you to make such meaningless resistance? Lin Fan did that because he didn't want to hurt you," Ying Xiaoxiao shook her head slightly and said with a smile.

"That guy is so hateful. He took advantage of me. Humph..." Ying Huanhuan gritted her teeth and looked fiercely at the area where the disciples of Huangdian were.

However, she saw Lin Fan standing in the front.

When her gaze turned over, the latter seemed to notice something, then turned his head and met her gaze.

They stared at each other for a few breaths, and Lin Fan looked calm, as if nothing had happened.

Ying Huanhuan obviously didn't have such a thick skin, so she could only withdraw her gaze in defeat, muttering like a bullied little woman, scolding Lin Fan with words that had no offensive power at all.

……

Not far away in the area where the disciples of the Earth Palace were, Qingye, with an upright figure, stood at the front. He had also just won a competition easily.

However, his expression did not look good, instead there was a hint of anger rising in his face.

The source of this anger obviously also came from the previous competition between Lin Fan and Ying Huanhuan.

Looking at Ying Huanhuan's constantly changing red cheeks, Qingye couldn't help but feel a little uneasy in his heart.

"Lin Fan." Qing Ye's eyes were somewhat dim, and then he looked at Lin Fan in the distance, but he couldn't help but slowly clench his hands...

Lin Fan stood calmly in the disciple area of ​​the Deserted Palace, remaining unmoved by the various gazes coming from all directions.

However, a sudden unique gaze made Lin Fan feel a chill all over his body.

Lin Fan looked back and saw Ying Xuanzi sitting in the center seat, giving him a half-smile.

Fortunately, Ying Xuanzi did not keep staring at him. He looked away after a moment.

After that, there were no more unexpected situations in Lin Fan's competitions, and he won every game very smoothly.

In addition to Lin Fan, Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan also advanced all the way, especially Wang Yan. Almost all the disciples who met him chose to admit defeat directly.

Soon, the palace examination entered the semi-final stage.

The four people who advanced were Ying Xiaoxiao from the Heavenly Palace, Wang Yan from the Heavenly Palace, Lin Dong from the Desolate Palace, and Lin Fan from the Desolate Palace.

Seeing that two of the four people who advanced to the semi-finals were disciples of Huang Palace, everyone in Dao Sect was shocked.

The two palace masters of Huang Palace, Chen Zhen and Wudao, both had faces filled with joy.

In comparison, the masters of the Di Palace and Hong Palace looked a little unhappy.

But losing is losing. There is nothing they can do as they are not as skilled as their opponents.

Amidst countless eager gazes, a deacon stepped out, looked around, and a deep shout resounded.

"Next, the forest in the Desolate Palace moves."

At this point, his voice paused, and then he continued, "Fight against Lin Fan of the Desolate Palace."

After hearing what the deacon said, Chen Zhen and Wu Dao's expressions changed slightly, and they felt a little regretful.

The disciples of the Huang Palace also had complicated expressions at this moment, not knowing who to support.

"I admit defeat in this battle!"

Just as everyone had different expressions, Lin Dong’s voice suddenly came from where the disciples of the Desolate Palace were.

“Are you sure?” Upon hearing this, the deacon looked in Lin Dong’s direction and asked again.

Lin Dong said: "Sure, I admit defeat."

“In that case, in this match, Lin Fan from the Desolate Palace wins!”

Upon hearing this, the deacon announced the result in public.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but soon chose to accept it.

Although Lin Dong is also very good, there is still a certain gap compared to Lin Fan.

Moreover, they have a very good relationship as brothers, so it is understandable that Lin Dong does not want to fight Lin Fan head-on.

Then, everyone involuntarily looked in the direction of Wang Yan and Ying Xiaoxiao.

Disciples from other mountains also rushed here, intending to witness this top-notch showdown.

A strange atmosphere enveloped the top of the mountain, and Wang Yan still had his eyes closed. His thin figure seemed even more lonely against the backdrop of the huge black sword behind him.

Ying Xiaoxiao's cheeks were calm, but her hands in her sleeves were slowly clenched.

A deacon finally landed on the stage under the gaze of many people. He looked at the two most eye-catching figures on the top of the mountain with a slightly complicated look, and then a low shout resounded on the top of the mountain.

"In the next competition, Ying Xiaoxiao from the Heavenly Palace will fight against Wang Yan from the Heavenly Palace!"

The deacon shouted in a low voice, but surprisingly there was no impatient cheering on the top of the mountain.

All eyes were focused on the two figures. This might be the most top-notch confrontation among their Dao Sect disciples.

As all the gazes converged, Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, moved his body, and appeared directly on the stage. Then, his indifferent eyes looked at Ying Xiaoxiao outside the stage.

"call!"

Ying Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, and then, under the gaze of many people, she stepped onto the stage. She looked at the man carrying the black sword, and her clear voice rang out in the audience.

"Brother Wang Yan, please give me some advice!"

(End of this chapter)