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

"That guy is despicable, taking advantage of me while I was at it, hmph..." Ying Huanhuan gritted her teeth, her fierce gaze fixed on the area where the disciples of the Desolate Palace were located.

However, she saw Lin Fan standing at the very front.

When her gaze fell upon him, the latter seemed to sense it as well, then turned his head and met her gaze.

Their eyes met briefly for a few breaths, and Lin Fan remained calm, as if nothing had happened.

Ying Huanhuan obviously didn't have that kind of thick skin, so she could only retreat and withdraw her gaze, muttering to herself like a wronged little woman, using those harmless words to curse Lin Fan back and forth.

……

Not far away, in the area where the disciples of the Earth Palace were located, the tall and straight-looking Qingye stood at the forefront. He had also just easily won a match.

However, his expression was not good; instead, there was a hint of anger surging within him.

The source of this anger was clearly the same as the previous match between Lin Fan and Ying Huanhuan.

Looking at Ying Huanhuan's ever-changing flushed cheeks, Qingye couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Lin Fan."

Aoba's eyes darkened, and then she looked at Lin Fan in the distance, her hands involuntarily clenching slowly...

Lin Fan stood calmly in the area of ​​the Desolate Hall disciples, unmoved by the various gazes cast upon him from all directions.

However, a unique gaze suddenly made Lin Fan feel a chill run down his spine.

Lin Fan turned around and saw Ying Xuanzi in the center seat, giving him a half-smile.

Fortunately, Ying Xuanzi did not stare at him for a long time and looked away after a while.

After that, Lin Fan's matches proceeded without any unexpected incidents, and he won each match very smoothly.

Besides Lin Fan, Ying Xiaoxiao and Wang Yan also advanced all the way. In particular, almost all of Wang Yan's disciples chose to admit defeat when they encountered him.

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

The four who advanced are Tian Dian Ying Xiaoxiao, Tian Dian Wang Yan, Huang Dian Lin Dong, and Huang Dian Lin Fan.

The fact that two of the four who advanced to the semifinals were disciples of the Desolate Palace caused an uproar throughout the Dao Sect.

The two hall masters of the Desolate Hall, Chen Zhen and Wu Dao, were both beaming with joy.

In contrast, the heads of the Earth Palace and the Flood Palace looked rather grim.

But a loss is a loss; they were simply outmatched in skill, and there was nothing they could do about it.

Amidst countless eager gazes, a deacon stepped forward, surveyed the crowd, and then uttered a deep shout that resounded throughout the room.

"Next, the desolate palace will be shaken."

He paused for a moment, then continued, "A battle against Lin Fan of the Desolate Palace."

Upon hearing the steward's words, Chen Zhen and Wu Dao's expressions changed slightly, showing a hint of regret.

The disciples of the Desolate Palace also had complicated expressions, unsure of whom to support.

"I concede defeat in this battle!"

Just as everyone was displaying different expressions, Lin Dong's voice suddenly came from the location of the Desolate Palace disciples.

"Are you sure?" The steward looked in Lin Dong's direction and asked again.

Lin Dong said, "I'm sure, I concede."

"In that case, Lin Fan of the Desolate Palace wins this match!"

Upon hearing this, the steward announced the result to everyone.

Everyone was slightly taken aback, but quickly accepted it.

Although Lin Dong is also quite remarkable, he is indeed somewhat inferior to Lin Fan.

Moreover, they have a very good brotherly relationship, so it's understandable that Lin Dong doesn't want to fight Lin Fan head-on.

Immediately, everyone involuntarily looked in the direction where Wang Yan and Ying Xiaoxiao were.

Disciples from other peaks also flocked to this place, eager to witness this top-level duel.

An eerie atmosphere enveloped the mountaintop, and Wang Yan, with his eyes still closed, appeared even more lonely against the backdrop of the black giant sword behind him.

Ying Xiaoxiao's face remained calm, but her hands, hidden in her sleeves, slowly clenched into fists.

A deacon finally landed on the stage under the watchful eyes of many. He looked at the two most prominent figures on the mountaintop with a slightly complicated expression, and then his low shout echoed throughout the mountaintop.

"In the next match, Tian Dian Ying Xiaoxiao will face off against Tian Dian Wang Yan!"

The deacon's low shout landed, but surprisingly, there was no eager cheering from the mountaintop.

All eyes were fixed on the two figures; this might be the most intense clash among the disciples of their Dao Sect.

Under the gazes of everyone, Wang Yan slowly opened his eyes, moved 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, landed on the stage. Her eyes looked at the man carrying the black sword, and her clear voice rang out in the arena.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, please enlighten me!"

Chapter 246 Ying Xiaoxiao is defeated, Lin Fan makes his appearance! [Please continue reading]

The clear sound carried across the mountaintop, as if possessing some kind of magic, rendering the area completely silent.

Only those gazes remained fixed on the two people on the stage, unblinking.

Wang Yan slightly raised his head and looked at Ying Xiaoxiao opposite him. A slight fluctuation appeared in his indifferent eyes.

And his originally emotionless face revealed a rather complex expression.

“You’ve always been this calm since you were little. I didn’t expect you to be the same all these years,” Wang Yan said in a hoarse voice.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, you have changed quite a bit," Ying Xiaoxiao said softly, looking at the face that was actually quite young, but looked exceptionally weathered.

Wang Yan paused for a moment, then said, "You know why I came back, and you know my personality. When we fight later, I won't hold back..."

Ying Xiaoxiao's chest heaved slightly as she inhaled a breath of cool air and said, "Senior Brother Wang Yan should also understand me."

Wang Yan understood the meaning behind her words, a hint of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he shook his head and said, "In the future, I will repay Dao Zong with my life."

"Senior Brother Wang Yan, let's make our move!"

Ying Xiaoxiao sighed, offering no further advice, and spoke calmly.

Outside the arena, Ying Huanhuan watched the two facing off in the arena, her jade hands clenching tightly, her lips pressed together.

Immediately, a slightly sad expression appeared on her lips; this was a scene no one wanted to see.

On the high platform, Ying Xuanzi stared at the arena with eyes as still as a deep pool, then closed his eyes slightly and waved his hand.

Seeing his reaction, the deacon nodded, then swung his hand down sharply: "The contest begins!"

boom!

As their voices faded, two powerful and surging streams of energy erupted from the two individuals on the stage almost simultaneously.

The sheer amount of Yuan energy was so immense that even the most trusted disciples of the Four Palaces were moved by it.

The Nine Yuan Nirvana Realm, the pinnacle of the Nirvana Realm, is indeed unfathomable!

Ying Xiaoxiao lightly grasped a three-foot-long green sword, which was surrounded by a green light, and it flashed out from her hand, a cold light reflecting into her clear and beautiful eyes.

Then, her figure transformed into a streak of light and shot out.

In the blink of an eye, Ying Xiaoxiao appeared in front of Wang Yan, her sharp green blade drawing a sharp and straight arc, aiming straight for Wang Yan's face.

At this moment, Wang Yan also made a sudden move. In that instant, a fierce and cold aura burst out from his body. Then, his two fingers shot out and directly clamped the piercing green blade between his two fingers!

Next, the two engaged in a fierce battle.

A terrifying burst of elemental power erupted, creating an elemental storm on the stage.

Two figures moved with ghostly speed across the arena, unleashing a variety of sharp attacks.

The surrounding Daoist disciples were all terrified and felt their scalps tingle.

They knew that if it were them, whether facing Ying Xiaoxiao or Wang Yan, they would probably have been seriously injured and defeated long ago!

"Senior Sister Xiaoxiao's strength is indeed formidable; even Senior Brother Wang Yan couldn't defeat her. Junior Brother Lin Fan, who do you think has a better chance of winning this competition?"

Fang Yun exclaimed in admiration and asked Lin Fan beside him with a smile.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and said, "In terms of raw strength, Senior Sister Xiaoxiao does have a certain chance of winning, but she lacks the ruthlessness that Senior Brother Wang Yan has."

"If Senior Sister Xiaoxiao is unable to harden her heart in the upcoming battle, the situation will likely turn against her."

Upon hearing Lin Fan's words, Fang Yun, Pang Tong, and the others carefully observed the details of the two's battle and found that it indeed matched what Lin Fan had said. Their faces couldn't help but show some worry.

Lin Fan shook his head slightly, shifting his gaze from the stage to the area where the Heavenly Palace disciples were located.

There, Ying Huanhuan's pretty face was filled with tension and a deep-seated unease; she seemed to have discovered something.

Ying Huanhuan was very perceptive. When Lin Fan looked at her, she turned her head and met his gaze with her bright, dark eyes.

The girl didn't blush anymore when they looked at each other, but a trace of sadness flashed in her beautiful, bright eyes, like dark clouds in a blue sky, making one's heart ache.

Lin Fan stared into Ying Huanhuan's eyes and transmitted his voice through his primordial spirit: "Don't worry, even if Senior Sister Xiaoxiao loses, I'm still here. I said, first place in the palace examination is mine!"

Upon hearing Lin Fan's telepathic message, the darkness in Ying Huanhuan's eyes lessened somewhat.

Lin Fan nodded to Huanhuan, then shifted his gaze back to the stage.

At this moment, the battle on the field had reached a fever pitch.

"The Emperor's Scripture, the Great Heavenly Cloud-Piercing Sword!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Ying Xiaoxiao reached out her jade hand and grabbed the gigantic light sword, which was hundreds of feet long and formed from Yuan energy.

Her figure appeared directly on the giant sword, and then she swung her hand suddenly.

Swish!

As Ying Xiaoxiao's jade hand fell, the giant lightsaber that had been floating in the sky turned its tip and charged straight at Wang Yan.

Chi Chi!

As the lightsaber swept down, a blinding mark was left in the void, as if even space itself had been cleaved open by the sword.