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Pushing open the stone door, Ye Fan saw Xia Xinyuan dressed in a red tight suit, and Xia Xinyuan was also looking at him.
"Get on the stage quickly, don't dilly-dally. I still have things to do after I've dealt with you."
Xia Xinyuan was definitely an impatient one, and Ye Fan had even prepared to observe him a little longer. However, he didn't expect that Xia Xinyuan would already start to urge him impatiently, as if taking on Ye Fan's challenge was a troublesome matter.
Ye Fan could not help but shake his head and smile, then slowly stepped onto the stage. To the current him, an opponent at the peak of the fourth level of the Soul Dueling Realm was still a little difficult for him to deal with.
Roar!
Just as Ye Fan stepped onto the stage, Xia Xinyuan had already moved. Behind him, appeared a shadow of a tiger shaped energy, which had already activated his Battle Soul. Xia Xinyuan suddenly stomped on the ground with both of his feet, pouncing towards Ye Fan like a ferocious tiger!
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Several sword energies appeared around Ye Fan, and under Ye Fan's command, they formed a net of swords in front of him!
"Tiger Fist!"
Xia Xinyuan angrily roared as two tiger heads of energy condensed on top of his fists, and suddenly swung towards the sword net that was in front of Ye Fan. The spirit energy whistled, as if it was ripping apart the air, and even the air became steaming hot from the scorching heat of the spirit energy.
Boom!
A tiger head suddenly bit onto one of Ye Fan's Sword Light, and actually directly bit through it, transforming into threads of lightning energy that dissipated in the air, then another fist followed suit!
Ye Fan could not help but be shocked. Ever since he had walked down the dao, this was the first time someone had defeated him with his sword qi. The layer master s of the tower of trials were indeed not easy targets to deal with.
Normally, Ye Fan would not even need to pressure his opponent who was three levels higher than him, but this Xia Xin was only two levels higher than Ye Fan, yet he was able to cut off Ye Fan's sword qi!
As expected of a carefully chosen genius of the Blue Cloud Sect, just like those trash from those small sects, Ye Fan's fighting spirit was immediately raised!
Boom! * Boom! *
Following the wave of Xia Xinyuan's fist, another two sword qi were smashed into pieces by the energy tiger's head. Xia Xinyuan had already broken through the sword net and arrived in front of Ye Fan!
Roar!
The sound of a tiger's roar came from the air as Xia Xinyuan's fist had already broken through many obstacles and smashed towards Ye Fan!
Boom!
Ye Fan did not strike out with his sword, but instead used his own fist to meet Xia Xinyuan's Tiger Fist. The two's fists collided in the air, and a violent energy overflowed from all directions as a loud bang resounded in the sky!
The ground beneath Ye Fan's feet suddenly cracked open, his body slid back by half a foot, both of his feet left deep marks on the ground!
Xia Xinyuan was extremely powerful!
Ye Fan could not help but smile, this was the kind of fight that was interesting!
Boom!" BOOM! "Boom!
However, Xia Xinyuan acted like a madman, punching out punches after punches at Ye Fan's arms, causing him to continuously retreat after punches. His legs slid back a good five meters on the stage, and his shoes were already completely worn out!
"Open!"
During the process of blocking, Ye Fan suddenly shouted loudly, and his arms suddenly stretched out, blocking Xia Xinyuan's path back.
"Stop holding on. I'm afraid that your arm is already broken!" At your level, being able to withstand three punches from my Tiger's Bite Fist, you are the first. With this result, you can be proud of yourself! "
Xia Xinyuan fell on the stage far away, his face revealing a look of astonishment as he spoke to Ye Fan.
"Just how confident are you to dare to say that my arm is broken? "You'd better check if your fist is broken or not. I'm famous for my steel tendons and iron bones, I don't want to hurt you!"
Ye Fan said while smiling lightly at Xia Xinyuan.
"Humph!" Sharp mouth, you still want to open a dyeing workshop when I give you some colors? Since you are only satisfied after your bones are broken, then I will not be courteous anymore! "
Xia Xinyuan frowned, an impatient look appeared on his face as he suddenly retreated with both fists. The battle spirit energy suddenly enveloped his entire body, and with a stomp on the stage, he suddenly rushed towards Ye Fan!
"Flaming Tiger Fist!"
In the process of charging forward, Xia Xinyuan suddenly crossed his fists in front of his chest, and above his fists, raging flames ignited.
"Then I'll play with you properly!"
Ye Fan's lips curled into a cold smile. He did not use his strongest sword technique, nor did he use the Star Gravity, which had recently worked miracles in battle.