Monts later, inside Zhao Yong’s cultivation courtyard.
An Outer Court disciple rushed in, frantic as he said to Zhao Yong, "Brother Yong, it’s bad, sothing terrible has happened!"
Zhao Yong was cultivating just now, and he was very unhappy when his cultivation was interrupted. Frowning slightly, he asked, "What’s the matter that’s so alarming? Could it be that the sky is falling?"
That disciple said, "Brother Yong, here’s the thing, soone has challenged you!"
"What?"
Zhao Yong couldn’t help but be stunned.
He had not expected that under the current circumstances, soone would dare to challenge him.
"Hehe!"
But the next mont, Zhao Yong just laughed it off, shaking his head and saying, "Now this is getting interesting, haha, soone dares to challenge ? Quite interesting, really interesting, hehe!"
"It seems that this ignorant fellow also plans to step on my shoulders to enter the mini-world!"
"But he doesn’t know, stepping on my shoulders is not that easy. I will make him realize, attempting to step on my shoulders will definitely co at a price!"
Zhao Yong was very confident.
Indeed, his confidence was reasonable.
Given his imnse strength, he firmly believed that no Outer Court disciple ranked beyond fifty-one could match him.
After a pause, Zhao Yong then asked, "But I am curious, who exactly is this guy challenging ?"
That disciple said, "Lin Fan!"
"Lin Fan?" Zhao Yong suddenly laughed again, "Good fellow, does he think he is invincible in the world just because he defeated Lin Tianlin? Never mind, since he is so confident, then let go shatter his confidence now!"
"Co, let’s head to the challenge arena!"
After saying that, Zhao Yong stood up and walked towards the challenge arena.
Zhao Yong walked indifferently.
He didn’t take Lin Fan seriously at all.
To Zhao Yong at this mont, Lin Fan was nothing more than a fly.
Zhao Yong had already decided to take out this fly in the shortest ti possible, and then return to his cultivation.
anwhile, the news of Lin Fan challenging Zhao Yong quickly spread throughout the entire Outer Court.
"What? You’re saying Lin Fan is challenging Zhao Yong? Can’t be serious, isn’t that suicide for him at this ti?"
"Lin Fan has such guts to challenge Zhao Yong? Hehe, quite interesting."
All of a sudden, the usually calm Outer Court was boiling over.
Most of the Outer Court disciples headed towards the challenge arena.
Even though in their hearts they believed that Lin Fan was no match for Zhao Yong,
Lin Fan had brought them surprises ti and again before, so there was an inexplicable anticipation in their hearts that perhaps this ti, Lin Fan could still bring a surprise.
Even many disciples ranked in the top fifty on the Green Mountain List ca to watch the battle!
They also wanted to see what exactly about Lin Fan, whose na had spread throughout the Outer Court recently, made him stand out in any way.
...
Lin Fan sat quietly on the arena.
At this mont, Lin Fan appeared very calm.
Lin Fan knew that Zhao Yong would definitely co, and all he needed to do was wait here and defeat him as soon as he arrived.
"Hmm?"
At a certain mont, Lin Fan suddenly opened his eyes.
"Hehe!"
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Unexpectedly, quite a number of people from the top fifty of the Green Mountain List have shown up. It seems I have successfully caught their attention, haha!"
"Zhao Yong is here!"
Following that, Lin Fan’s eyes glanced in one direction.
Indeed, he saw Zhao Yong approaching unhurriedly from that direction.
"Zhao Yong is here!"
The surrounding disciples from the Outer Court also noticed Zhao Yong’s arrival.
With Zhao Yong’s arrival, they all beca excited.
Because they knew that a thrilling duel was about to start.
Finally, Zhao Yong had stepped onto the challenge stage.
And Lin Fan, who had been sitting, also stood up at this ti.
"Kid, you’ve got guts!" Looking at Lin Fan, Zhao Yong said coldly, "You dare to challenge ?"
With a calm smile on his face, Lin Fan replied, "You are not invincible, why shouldn’t I challenge you?"
"Haha!"
Zhao Yong burst into laughter and said, "Do you think just because you defeated Lin Tianlin and secured the fifty-first position on the Green Mountain List, you can defeat ? Let tell you, the gap between you and is like heaven and earth. If I want to defeat you, it would only take a minute."
Lin Fan casually replied, "Well, we won’t know until we try!"
"Good!"
A surge of War Intent emanated from Zhao Yong as he spoke, "Since you are so confident, then let crush your confidence!"
After a slight pause, Zhao Yong continued, "You make the first move; I’ll let you three moves!"
Lin Fan shook his head and said, "Don’t bother giving three moves. If you do, you’ll lose even faster."
"Arrogant!"
Zhao Yong beca enraged after hearing Lin Fan’s words and said coldly, "Fine, since you refuse the courtesy and choose punishnt, I’ll oblige!"
As he spoke, Zhao Yong made his move!
A long spear appeared in Zhao Yong’s hand, and with a whoosh, it charged directly towards Lin Fan.
With that single spear thrust, it seed to shatter the void.
Lin Fan imdiately felt the space around him becoming unstable.
At the sa ti, his blood qi roiled within him.
The attack from Zhao Yong’s spear was so powerful that it even influenced the blood qi inside Lin Fan’s body.
"Truly worthy of being in the top fifty of the Green Mountain List, his strength is formidable!" Lin Fan thought to himself, "Fortunately, I’ve successfully opened my third Soul Eye, otherwise, I really wouldn’t be his match!"
Unfazed, Lin Fan wielded the Sky Breaking Divine Spear and charged towards Zhao Yong’s spear.
Whoosh!
As Lin Fan’s Sky Breaking Divine Spear moved, a howling sound filled the space, and the rolling Spear Intent carried with it the Fla Dragon Spear Intent, showing no signs of weakness, fully colliding with Zhao Yong’s spear.
Bang!
After the collision, a trendous sound erupted.
Lin Fan only felt an overwhelming force sweeping towards him.
Lin Fan couldn’t help but stagger back three steps before stabilizing himself.
On the other hand, Zhao Yong stood quietly on the spot, as if the recent collision had no effect on him at all.
"So strong!"
Lin Fan couldn’t help but feel astonished.
The crowd below also shook their heads quietly, thinking in their minds, "Zhao Yong is indeed formidable. Lin Fan is strong too, but he is no match for Zhao Yong. It seems the outco of today’s battle is already decided."
Zhao Yong then looked towards Yang Li with a face full of contempt and said coldly, "Is this all your strength? If you think you can challenge with just this little strength, then I’ll give you four words: misjudging one’s own ability!"
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