Martial Universe: Invincible through lottery, with godlike comprehension from the start.

Chapter 244 The Stubborn Girl and the Sleeping Beauty! [Please Read On]

As soon as Qi Lei finished speaking, the mountaintop erupted in cheers once again.

Many disciples flipped their hands, and a jade piece appeared in their palms. Then, a vast number of figures rushed out and landed on the hundred platforms on the mountaintop.

Lin Fan was no exception. He glanced at the showtime written on the jade piece, and with a flash, he landed on a spacious platform under the watchful eyes of many.

Just as Lin Fan landed on the platform, a sudden uproar arose around him.

Lin Fan's brows twitched slightly as he saw a graceful figure carrying a jade-green zither drifting over and landing in front of him.

Clearly, his first opponent was Ying Huanhuan.

Looking at that smiling face, Lin Fan couldn't help but wonder if this girl had someone tamper with the jade piece.

On the spacious platform, the girl smiled as she looked at Lin Fan, her slender and supple body curving gracefully beneath her clothes.

Under the sunlight, the already beautiful girl became even more dazzling.

In that instant, the gazes directed at this venue became much more intense.

"I never expected that my first opponent would be you," Lin Fan said, shaking his head with a smile.

"Why can't it be me? I'm a contestant too! Are you forbidding me from participating in the final examination?" Ying Huanhuan held her guzheng, tilted her head slightly, looked at Lin Fan, and smiled like a little fox.

"Judging from your expression, you're quite happy to meet me in the first match? What? Are you confident you can beat me?" Lin Fan looked at Ying Huanhuan and said with a smile.

Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly, then her dark eyes darted around and she said, "It seems a bit difficult to defeat you. Why don't you let me win?"

"You're overthinking it. Make your move," Lin Fan shook his head slightly, stepped forward, and said.

"Why are you being so fierce?" Ying Huanhuan asked sweetly, her face showing a wronged expression.

Instantly, many eyes around him turned fiercely toward Lin Fan.

Lin Fan rolled his eyes at Ying Huanhuan. "Where did I yell at you? If you don't take action, I won't be so polite."

After saying that, Lin Fan's Yuan Power roared out, and his powerful aura pressed down on Ying Huanhuan.

"Hmph! You really think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that Lin Fan was about to make a move, Ying Huanhuan gave a light snort, and then the playful look on her pretty face slightly disappeared. She said in a coquettish voice, "I've been annoyed with you arrogant guy for a long time. Today, let's see how I deal with you."

As the sound faded, Ying Huanhuan waved her jade-like hand and floated into a cross-legged position, placing the emerald green guzheng on her lap. Then, her perfect jade-like hand landed on the guzheng.

As Ying Huanhuan plucked the strings of the zither, her expression became more solemn. Her large eyes focused, and finally, with a hint of sharpness, she stared at Lin Fan in front of her.

As Ying Huanhuan flicked her jade-like hand, a soft, clear sound rang out in the arena, and several emerald-green arcs of light shot out, fiercely heading towards Lin Fan.

Boom!

Facing the incoming emerald arcs of light, Lin Fan stretched out his hand, clenched it tightly, and easily crushed it!

Seeing that Lin Fan had so easily neutralized her attack, Ying Huanhuan frowned slightly, biting her lip, and a stubborn smile appeared on her lips.

Immediately, she pressed her jade-like hand firmly onto the strings of the zither, and then, bright red blood seeped from her palm. In the blink of an eye, countless streaks of blood spread across the emerald green zither.

hum!

A tremendous surge of energy suddenly erupted from Ying Huanhuan's body, and a boundless crimson light burst forth from within her, eventually transforming into a colossal Bodhi tree behind her.

The crowd around the venue gasped in astonishment upon seeing this.

Clearly, they had all heard of the Formless Bodhi Sound, a powerful martial art within this Heavenly Palace, second only to the Heavenly Emperor Scripture.

"The Sound of Formless Bodhi!"

Ying Huanhuan's pretty face turned serious. Then, she glanced at Lin Fan with her big eyes, and her slender hands suddenly moved across the strings of the zither: "The Faces of All Beings!"

The sound waves suddenly emanated, and the Bodhi tree began to sway.

For a moment, the entire world was filled with those melodious sound waves.

As the sound waves echoed, the space in front of Lin Fan began to distort, like a mirror.

Immediately afterwards, a figure exactly like Lin Fan slowly emerged from the mirror.

Lin Fan raised an eyebrow and, without any hesitation, quickly stepped forward and smashed the shadow with a single palm strike.

Immediately, to Ying Huanhuan's somewhat panicked gaze, Lin Fan's figure suddenly rushed in front of her, and his large hand slapped the guzheng on her legs.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap rang out, completely disrupting the sound waves on the guzheng.

"you!"

Ying Huanhuan looked up at Lin Fan, who appeared before her like a ghost. She bit her lip, and with a thought, leaves fell from the huge Bodhi tree behind her, like sharp arrows, carrying an extremely fierce wind, enveloping Lin Fan.

With a slight thought, Lin Fan caused a crimson light shield to emerge around his body, burning with raging flames.

Around that crimson light shield, there seemed to be a Vermilion Bird mythical beast, circling and flying.

The leaves that fell onto the crimson light shield instantly melted away without a trace!

Lin Fan slightly curved his palm, and the power of devouring surged, forcibly snatching the guzheng from Ying Huanhuan's arms. He then looked at her with a smile and said, "You lost."

"Give me back my guzheng! I didn't lose!" Ying Huanhuan stubbornly refused to admit defeat and reached out to snatch the guzheng back.

Lin Fan smiled slightly, "If you want a guzheng, come and take it yourself."

After saying that, Lin Fan suddenly sat cross-legged in mid-air, placed the guzheng on his lap, and began to pluck the strings.

Gu Zheng tried to resist, but Lin Fan directly used the power of the Ancestral Stone to suppress her instantly.

As Lin Fan plucked the strings, a gentle sound, like celestial music, emanated from the guzheng.

Within the music, there was a strange fluctuation that seemed to seep into the mind and settle into the deepest part of the soul.

Some of the weaker disciples around felt sleepy under the influence of the zither music and quickly activated their Yuan Power to resist the drowsiness.

This is just the aftermath!

As the target of Lin Fan's attack, Ying Huanhuan felt her eyelids grow heavy and involuntarily closed them slowly. Originally, she wanted to snatch the guzheng, but her body completely relaxed.

Then, Ying Huanhuan, who was flying towards Lin Fan, fell to the ground from mid-air as if she had fallen asleep.

Upon seeing this, Lin Fan immediately put away the guzheng, quickly stepped forward, and caught him in his arms in a princess carry.

At this moment, the girl's eyes were closed, and she was unusually quiet, like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale, looking more serene and gentle.

Wow!

The surrounding Daoist disciples were immediately in an uproar upon seeing this scene.

If looks could kill, Lin Fan would probably be torn to pieces by now.

Seeing this scene, Qingye, who was in the position of the Earth Palace disciple, couldn't help but clench her fists and secretly made up her mind that when she met Lin Fan in the next round, she would definitely teach him a lesson.

"wake up!"

Lin Fan ignored the stares of the people around him, reached out a finger and gently flicked Ying Huanhuan's forehead, and a clear, soul-stirring voice rang out.

Chapter 245 Huanhuan's Ramblings, The Ultimate Showdown Begins! [Please Read On]

"you you……"

Ying Huanhuan had just woken up when she saw herself in an embarrassing position, leaning against Lin Fan's chest. Her face immediately turned bright red with embarrassment and anger.

Realizing what had happened, Ying Huanhuan jumped off Lin Fan's grasp and said angrily, "You despicable guy, you actually used what I taught you against me. And..."

"What else?" Ying Huanhuan was a little embarrassed to continue, her big eyes staring fiercely at Lin Fan, almost about to explode.

"Ahem, who told you not to admit defeat? I had no choice but to resort to this tactic," Lin Fan coughed and said.

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

"Here you go," Lin Fan said without hesitation, handing the guzheng to Ying Huanhuan.

Ying Huanhuan snatched the guzheng from Lin Fan's hands, but instead grabbed Lin Fan's wrist and bit it hard.

Lin Fan could have broken free, but worried about hurting Ying Huanhuan, so he let her do as she pleased.

"You pervert, just you wait!"

Immediately, Ying Huanhuan revealed a fierce look, left a warning, and fled the stage as if escaping.

Lin Fan looked at Ying Huanhuan, who had fled the stage, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

At this moment, Lin Fan could feel countless sharp gazes emanating from all around him.

It seems he has incurred public wrath!

Lin Fan muttered to himself, but didn't take it to heart.

A Dao Sect deacon descended from the sky and landed on the stage. He gave Lin Fan a strange look before loudly announcing, "Lin Fan wins."

Lie.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, a chorus of boos erupted from the surrounding crowd, causing the deacon to shake his head helplessly. However, the look in his eyes as he looked at Lin Fan held a hint of admiration.

Lin Fan didn't say much. He cupped his hands to the steward and then retreated to the area where the disciples of the Desolate Hall were.

As soon as Lin Fan landed, Jiang Hao and the others rushed up to him, then gave him a bunch of thumbs-ups, their faces displaying a strange smile that only men could understand.

"Junior Brother Lin Fan, you're really amazing!" Jiang Hao chuckled and said, "But don't worry, all the disciples of the Desolate Hall will fully support you!"

Lin Fan glared at these guys who seemed to enjoy watching the drama unfold, and said irritably, "You guys, stop stirring things up."

As Lin Fan returned to the arena, Ying Huanhuan also returned to the area where the Heavenly Palace was located. Her pretty face was still flushed, and her big, bright eyes were filled with shyness and annoyance.

The Heavenly Palace disciples around them were filled with indignation.

Ying Huanhuan was the most popular person in their Heavenly Palace. Countless disciples had feelings for her. Lin Fan's previous behavior undoubtedly made them feel a sense of shared hatred.

puff.

While Ying Huanhuan seemed still somewhat dazed from what had happened earlier, a soft laugh rang in her ear.

Ying Huanhuan looked up and saw Ying Xiaoxiao staring at her with a mocking smile.

"Sister, that guy treated me like this, and you not only didn't help me, but you even made fun of me."

Ying Huanhuan, already embarrassed and annoyed, became even angrier upon seeing Ying Xiaoxiao's expression.

"Who told you to put up those pointless resistances? Lin Fan only did that because he didn't want to hurt you," Ying Xiaoxiao said with a slight shake of her head and a smile.