Chapter 1006: Slap Them All

Looking at the high-spirited Xiao Fan on the No. 1 ring, the crowd dared to continue to challenge him. Anyone who challenged Xiao Fan on the No. 1 ring was slapped away.

However, many people were ready to make a move when they thought that Xiao Fan would be considered successful if he could hold out for just one stick of incense on the No. 1 ring.

"I'll do it!" Someone finally couldn't help it anymore and flew towards Arena No. 1. He slightly cupped his hands towards Xiao Fan and said, "Please advise!"

"Get down!" Xiao Fan didn't bother to look at him. He was a early-stage War Emperor monk who didn't even have the intention to let him take action. However, Xiao Fan was not stingy with anyone who dared to challenge him, just a slap in the face.

Xiao Fan mastered his strength very skillfully. Although he slapped him off the stage, he was not cruel. Otherwise, Xiao Fan could easily kill an ordinary early-stage War Emperor cultivator with one slap.

As for those Battle Emperor monks, Xiao Fan just released his breath and automatically rolled off the stage.

"Next one!" Xiao Fan whispered, standing with one hand behind his back and putting the other hand in front of him, specifically to slap those people.

"Xiao Fan, please continue to be proud. The higher you climb now, the harder you fall. I think there are many people who would like to see you fall to pieces." In an inconspicuous corner of the crowd, A man in black looked at Xiao Fan on the first stage and sneered.

There were several people surrounding the man in black protecting him in the center. If you look closely, you can see that the man in black has no legs and is wrapped tightly in a black robe, making it difficult to see his face.

But if Xiao Fan saw it, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance.

Time passes slowly, and the time of a stick of incense passes quickly.

"On the first stage, Xiao Fan successfully defended the ring and successfully advanced to the next round." The host's voice sounded, and Xiao Fan successfully advanced to the second round for the first time.

On the rostrum, Ye Shuishui looked down calmly, his expression not changing much. Compared to more than a month ago, his attitude towards Xiao Fan had changed drastically.

But on the surface, he still didn't want to talk to Xiao Fan. After all, he couldn't live with him. Thinking back to the first time he met Xiao Fan, he was ready to kill him.

The people in the other eight arenas continued to fight and fight. After almost half an hour, the people in the eight arenas finally succeeded in advancing.

Xiao Fan glanced at the other eight people, but he didn't care. None of them had the strength that he could take seriously. What surprised Xiao Fan was that there were three acquaintances above them.

These three acquaintances are Su Mohan, Yuchi Chaochi and Dugu Changfeng.

Xiao Fan frowned slightly and was ready to knock them all down.

"Nine of you will come up and draw lots." The host's voice sounded, and Xiao Fan and nine of them stepped forward and each drew a number from a black box that shielded soul power.

Xiao Fan glanced at the numbers in other people's hands and roughly guessed the rules of the next game.

"People with the same numbers are divided into groups and hold three competitions. A victory adds one point. A draw does not add or subtract points. The loser loses one point. In the end, the one with the most points advances to the third round. You understand. Are you ready?" The host looked at Jiu Ren and said.

Everyone nodded, Xiao Fan looked at No. 1 in his hand, and his eyes fell on Su Mohan and another young monk. If Ye Feng were here, he would definitely recognize that this young man is his other disciple Qin Yu.

"I give up." Su Mohan glanced at Xiao Fan, raised his hands and shouted, and then glanced at Qin Yu: "I advise you to give up, otherwise you will face pain when you look back."

Qin Yu seemed not to have heard anything, and flew towards the top of a ring. He looked at Xiao Fan and sneered: "Xiao Fan, Ye Shiyu is mine, and I will not give it to you!"

He still remembered the words of his master Ye Feng, and planned to become the son-in-law of the Ye family, and then torture Ye Shiyu. If he knew that his master had been subdued by Xiao Fan, he didn't know what he would think.

"Give it to me, shall I give it to you?" Xiao Fan looked disdainful. In his heart, the little witch was sacred and belonged to him alone. She was not something that could be given away.

The moment he stepped onto the ring, Xiao Fan slapped Qin Yu away, causing him to fall to the ground and fainted.

The crowd felt pity for Qin Yu. Xiao Fan was the first in the competition in the Southern Region. If nothing else happened, Xiao Fan would definitely be the one to compete in this contest to recruit a bride.

"Fortunately, I had the foresight, otherwise I would have received another slap." Seeing this, Su Mohan below the ring couldn't help but touch his face.

Su Moxuan was silent on the side, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Su Mohan said jokingly: "Sister, why have you been unhappy today? No, it seems that you have been unhappy since I told you Xiao Fan signed up for the martial arts competition to find a bride. I said you couldn't be..."

"If you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart!" Before Su Mohan could finish speaking, Su Moxuan said coldly, and the surrounding temperature dropped several degrees.

Su Mohan shrank his neck and said weakly: "Sister, if you really like him, go after him. If he really becomes the son-in-law of the Ye family, it will be too late."

After saying this, Su Mohan ran away quickly. He didn't want to have his mouth torn apart by Su Moxuan.

But this time, Su Moxuan was silent, her eyes kept falling on Xiao Fan, and she thought to herself: "He will never go out of his way to please the Ye family, nor will he go to a martial arts competition to recruit a new woman, he must have his intentions. "

As one of the four beauties of the Holy City, Su Moxuan is undoubtedly qualified. In terms of strength, talent, beauty, and character, she is the best choice.

It's just that sometimes people are too smart and think about too many problems. By the time they lose it, it's too late to regret.

Of course, even if Su Moxuan took the initiative to catch it, she probably wouldn't get anything.

The second round ended quickly, and in the end only three people successfully advanced to the third round. These three people were Xiao Fan, Yuchi Chaochi and Dugu Changfeng.

"The first battle, Xiao Fan versus Dugu Changfeng." The host shouted softly.

On the ring, Xiao Fan and Dugu Changfeng looked at each other from a distance. Dugu Changfeng looked at Xiao Fan with a sneer: "Xiao Fan, I didn't have the chance to talk to you last time..."

"Snapped!"

Before he finished speaking, Dugu Changfeng's response was a direct slap from Xiao Fan. The speed was so incredible that Dugu Changfeng didn't react at all.

His face was deformed by the slaps, and his body flew backwards, hitting the ground heavily.

"Hiss~" the crowd gasped. They had been waiting for a long time, but Dugu Changfeng did not stand up. He obviously fainted.

The host was very speechless. So far in the battle, Xiao Fan's opponents have all slapped him. Whether they are the War Emperor or the War Emperor, Xiao Fan has always slapped them.

"In the first round, Xiao Fan won. In the second round, Xiao Fan faced Yuchi Chaochi!" The host held back his words for a long time.

Yuchi Chaolu appeared on the ring and said: "Xiao Fan, I know I am not your opponent, but I will not let sister Shiyu marry an unknown person."

If it were another person, Xiao Fan would never let him finish a complete sentence. Yuchi Chaoji was able to finish it because Xiao Fan gave his father face.

"You go down." Hearing this, Xiao Fan was slightly surprised. Although this Yuchi Chaolai looked stupid, he was a very good person.

"I~" Yuchi Chaochi wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a gust of wind around him, and he quickly covered his face with his hands.

However, there was a huge push in his chest. When he came to his senses, Yuchi Chaochi had already fallen to the ring. At the edge of the ring, stood Xiao Fan with his hands behind his back.

Perhaps Yuchi Chaochi was the only person who did not let Xiao Fan slap him.

"In the second game, Xiao Fan wins." The host shouted. He won two games in a row. There was no need to compete in the third game. Then he said: "This competition to recruit a bride, Xiao Fan..."

"Wait a minute!" Before the host finished speaking, a very arrogant voice suddenly sounded.