The alien devil is in the city

Instructor Hu was a little despised. He knew that instructor Huang had a lot of good things, but he took out such a garbage piece. Is he embarrassed?

It was simply a shame to our Yinghuo Academy. He took out a pill and said to Fang Fan: "Fang Fan is a fusion pill. After taking it, it is very likely that you will increase your level in the fusion phase.

I've given it to you."

Fang Fan showed surprise on his face, but felt disgusted in his heart. This pill is simply garbage for me, and you still use this pill as a treasure.

"Wow, so good, I just happened to think that my level is lower. Now, I'm so grateful to Teacher Hu." After that, he bowed to Teacher Hu.

He knew that this pill was rubbish to him, but to others it was a baby, a super baby.

I deserve to thank you very much.

"You're welcome, wait until you meet someone behind you, just start with a gentle move." Mentor Hu immediately said the most important thing.

"Okay, no problem."

"Then, it's okay, you go and continue the competition." Mentor Lan said with a smile.

She was very happy after solving a problem.

"Um."

When Fang Fan came out, he had countless gazes. Seeing that Fang Fan was fine, he saw that he was full of laughter and knew that Fang Fan was being paid attention to by his mentor.

Sure enough, all the excellent students there and the mentors like it.

Those students who think they are not outstanding lowered their heads.

The competition on the ring continued, but everyone was restrained, not as hard and bloody as before.

After all, the dead will be invited away. Fang Fan is excellent and it’s okay. Who can guarantee that he is as lucky as Fang Fan?

"King Fan, is it okay?" Pei Xiaomin was the first to run over to comfort him.

"It's okay, don't worry." After saying that, he cast a thankful look at Ye Gucheng, while Ye Gucheng was still sleeping with his eyes closed.

Fang Fan looked at it and laughed.

"It seems that you are right to be low-key." Ye Wuming sighed.

"Haha, what do you think? Just be yourself."

After Fang Fan finished speaking, he saw that Feng Wujian wanted to fight with someone on the ring.

Ye Wuming also looked over.

"The one who fought with Feng Wujian is the seventh ancient fist of the younger generation in the Northern Region. This is a good opponent. Feng Wujian can make up for the shortcomings of his sword skills." Ye Wuming sighed.

Then I was very depressed why I didn't meet such an opponent

As for this, you can make up for the shortcomings of your swordsmanship.

It’s a headache to think that he is invincible in this arena now. At this time, he also feels that it’s not good to be invincible.

The two fought for a long time and finally won by Feng Wujian's subtle advantage.

Zhou Potian's defeat was not surprising, but what was unexpected was that Zhou Potian still smiled when he was defeated, without any discouragement.

"There is something wrong this week's Potian recently, so be careful." Ye Wuming seemed to see something was wrong and said quickly.

"Well, I understand, we will." Pei Xiaomin said seriously instead of hip-hop this time.

Feng Wujian nodded in agreement.

There were only a few exciting fights later, and day by day passed. On the fourth day, Fang Fan met Wang Long.

At this time, Wang Long was no longer as arrogant as before. He looked at Fang Fan solemnly and said, "Boy, I don't deny that you are strong, but I will definitely defeat you."

Fang Fan smiled and said, "Where are you confident?"

"Don't believe it? You'll know if you hit it." Wang Long said that a bright red whip came. When the whip was about to approach Fang Fan, it became even more charming and red, as if it was about to suck all Fang Fan's blood.

Fang Fan did not use his sword but punched it out, and then the whip disappeared. Wang Long lay on the ring, looking up at the sky, looking at the face of having no life and loving love.

Am I so weak? Why can’t I even catch Fang Fan’s punch? Is it really weak? Countless such thoughts circling in his mind.

"Hey, don't pretend to be dead. I didn't beat you to death. If I can't get up, I'll take away your whip." Fang Fan kicked Wang Long and said.

When Wang Long heard this, he immediately jumped up and said, "No."

"No, please bring some top-quality medicinal materials. It is best to take out the third-level medicinal materials of immortality." Fang Fan said with a smile. He has been doing this business many times, and this is not the first time, so he is extremely skilled.

After saying this, Wang Long looked embarrassed and said, "No, what should I do?"

"Then keep hitting you."

"No."

"Then bring medicinal materials."

"No, the ring is here. You can take whatever you like, it's great." Wang Long begged.

"Okay." Fang Fan reluctantly picked up Wang Long's ring and looked at it. He found that there were several second-level immortal spirit fruits inside. Fang Fan took it without hesitation, and then took a few high-level spiritual medicines and said, "Barrely qualified."

Next time

Just bring some good things in the ring, otherwise I will take away your whip.

"This, you, the bandit..." Wang Long couldn't help but say, but when he saw Fang Fan's bad eyes, he immediately closed his mouth, picked up his dragon whip and left without looking back.

He was afraid that he might have stayed in the ring again, and his shorts might be plundered by Fang Fan. Fang Fan was a bandit, a real bandit, but he couldn't beat him, so he had no choice but to endure it.

Thinking of Wang Long's tears flowed down again.

When Teacher Huang saw this scene, he was speechless. Since this kid learned to rob with him, he couldn't stop robbing for a moment and kept robbing on the ring.

I really don’t know if such students are brought to Yinghuo Academy.

Also, not only did he rob himself, but he also taught them the human race to rob. Ye Wuming and Feng Wujian were pretty good, not too much, just one or two of the most valuable things.

Pei Xiaomin was even more fierce than Fang Fan. She robbed the robbery without restraint. She basically robbed the person who faced her, resulting in the person who went to the ring and fought against her. She brought nothing to the stage.

This group of bandits, alas, would be a headache when they think of this. If Ye Gucheng hadn't been there, he might have thrown this group of people out.

The masters of other tribes in the stands looked at the bottom with a strange look on their faces, and then they looked at Ye Gucheng again. Whenever Ye Gucheng closed their eyes, their faces twitched. Ye Gucheng was too good to pretend. He didn't care if their human race was robbing them below.

The demon king of the Longyan Demon Clan used to call Ye Gucheng to manage the management, but was almost split into two by Ye Gucheng, which scared no one dared to persuade him.

You should know that the Dragon Rock Demon King is one of the best experts here.

Although the King of Xiping looked gloomy, there was no way. Their rotten corpse clan was robbed the cleanest. Not only Ye Wuming and others robbed it, but even Nanming Qingxue, who never robbed it.

Thinking of this, the following human races were murderous intent, but they immediately took it in because he felt Ye Gucheng's gaze and looked over.

The breath of death also came.

Fang Fan got off the stage and Pei Xiaomin ran over and said, "King Fan, I think you are a good thing if you get it."

Fang Fan was used to it and threw the storage ring to Pei Xiaomin and said, "Tomorrow's knockout round, everyone will continue to grab it, so that I can have advanced materials to help you refine elixirs."

When the few people heard this, their eyes became brighter and nodded, "I guarantee there is no problem."

Because of the competition these days, Fang Fan has not refined elixirs. He plans to refine elixirs if he has time after the selection competition.

With the elixir in hand, I believe you can also exchange some good things at Yinghuo Academy, especially these advanced elixirs.