President Bingshan's Personal Crazy Doctor

Ten minutes later, led by the Blood Emperor, the two passed through a portal and arrived at their destination, an unimaginably wide venue!
From Lin Yifan's first glance, except for the arena with a radius of [-] meters in the center below, there are all stepped seats, which can't be seen at a glance, which is a bit shocking!

And the best seats are the nineteen stone seats around the arena. Lin Yifan knows that these are the seats of the Nine Emperors and Ten Saints.

However, beside these seats, there is this small seat that is lowered at one end, which should be the seat of the players who participated in the battle for Genting brought by the Nine Emperors and Ten Holy Places.

Sure enough, the Blood Emperor took a look around, led Lin Yifan to walk in the air, and finally stopped beside a stone seat, and sat down slowly, with Lin Yifan sitting beside him.

*As soon as he sat in the chair, Lin Yifan heard voices coming from beside him.

"I didn't expect you, the Blood Emperor, to bring a junior from the seventh heaven of the holy realm to participate in the battle for the top of the cloud. Don't you think about those resources at all?"

Lin Yifan turned his head and looked, and the person who spoke was an old man who looked like a beggar. He looked ordinary, but he was able to sit on an equal footing with the Blood Emperor, and his status could be imagined!

The Blood Emperor just glanced at the old man lightly, and said: "Old drunkard, you should take care of yourself first. You don't need to worry about my affairs. It's not a good thing to think about it when you are old."

"Haha, that's right. Then congratulate the Blood Emperor first. I hope the juniors you bring will have a good ranking."

"Lend your auspicious words."

Lin Yifan raised his eyebrows, thinking that this old man should be at almost the same level as the Blood Emperor, or even lower, otherwise he would not have the slightest reaction to the Blood Emperor's cynicism.

Just when Lin Yifan was thinking about this, the young man under the old man's seat gave Lin Yifan a disdainful look, with a strong sense of contempt in it, and he must have seen the state Lin Yifan was in.

"Oh, it seems that my realm is indeed lower." Lin Yifan smiled wryly, and then stopped observing, keeping his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, waiting for the first stage of the battle for the top of the cloud to start.

Time passed, and just when Lin Yifan was a little bored, a loud bell rang, bringing him back to his senses.

Looking around, he realized that the endless stepped seats were almost full of people, looking excitedly at the ring in the center of the venue, and there were endless discussions.

At the same time, the ancient emperor whom Lin Yifan saw yesterday stood up, and his calm words spread around and reached everyone's ears!

"Now I announce that the first stage of the battle for Genting has officially started. The contestants must enter the ring within 1 minute, otherwise they will be considered as failures!"

As he said that, the ancient emperor waved his palm lightly, and a huge golden scroll in the sky slowly unfolded, on which there were names one by one, and Lin Yifan's name was impressively included!

And the first line reads: Feng Yan——Qi Feng!
"This is the matchup list. Let's compete on the ring one by one in order." The Blood Emperor spoke at the right time, telling Lin Yifan what it meant.

Lin Yifan nodded, keeping his eyes on the unfolded golden scroll, searching for his name.

Finally, Lin Yifan's eyes flickered, and he found his name on the eighth line, and it corresponded to a person named Zhuge Huan.

While Lin Yifan was observing these, two figures had risen from the surrounding area of ​​the arena, and slowly walked towards the arena with a radius of a thousand meters!
Only then did Lin Yifan withdraw his gaze, and turned to look at the figures in the ring. He would also fight against these two people in the future. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win a hundred battles.

Without speaking, the two launched an offensive after entering the arena, and the storm of spiritual power swept away and scattered towards the surroundings!

It's just that the arena is covered by a formation, and the spiritual power cannot be transmitted. This can be regarded as ensuring the safety of the surrounding spectators. After all, these people watching the battle are all kings and saints, or even lower, and they can't resist the saints. Aftermath of the battle!

What Feng Yan used was a blood-colored long knife, which was three meters long and looked extremely strange.

But Qi Feng opposite him didn't use any weapons, he just released a series of formations flying with his fingers, blocking Feng Yan's offensive.

Although Feng Yan's every strike carried the power to easily defeat ordinary people in the ninth heaven of the Holy Realm, his opponents were not ordinary people, and the use of the power of the formation was simply peak!
At least in Lin Yifan's eyes, he was far inferior. After all, he was not good at the power of formations, but only had the swastika imprint. The formations he arranged were too ordinary, far less complicated than Qi Feng's.

When the battle reached its peak, light suddenly appeared above the thousand-meter ring. It turned out that Qi Feng had unknowingly spread the power of the formation to the entire ring, and the formation it formed was also terrifying, and the space was in a burst. Shaking!
This made the people in the stands cheer. The reason why they came here was to witness the fierce confrontation between the top holy realms. How could they not be excited to see this scene!

Lin Yifan was also a little excited, he was yearning for a close confrontation, and now he wished he could rush up and fight, but this was not something he could decide.

In the end, Feng Yan was defeated, and neither of them had any injuries, which belonged to the category of sparring.

And the next few battles also let Lin Yifan see a little bit of it, because these few arena battles were like sparring, and there was no explosion after death.

"That's right. The first stage is not too important. These people probably want to get familiar with their opponents. It seems that the next two stages are the most tragic confrontation!"

Lin Yifan thought clearly, probably except for the meeting of two people with hatred, he would not see life and death struggle in the whole stage!

When he was thinking about it, the blood emperor beside him pushed his shoulder, "What are you thinking, it's your turn, go."

"what?"

Lin Yifan was stunned for a moment, and then saw that his name was already on the first line of the golden scroll, and it was indeed his turn!

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yifan stood up, soared into the air, and then slowly landed on the ring, observing the opposite... woman!
This made Lin Yifan a little stunned, he hadn't thought that Zhuge Huan was a woman before, it was really because the name was a bit neutral.

"Why, are you so surprised to see a woman, kid from the seventh heaven." Zhuge Huan, who was opposite him, said with a playful smile.

"Uh..." Lin Yifan scratched his head in embarrassment, nodded and said, "I'm really surprised, but I won't show mercy for a while, so you have to pay attention."

"Just let the horse come here, today I will let you know what it's like to be beaten up by a woman!"

Zhuge Huan's words were very domineering, and at the same time he extended a middle finger towards Lin Yifan.

This made Lin Yifan smile wryly, but he didn't have any dislike for this woman, on the contrary, he liked her very much, at least she had a genuine temperament, not like Xiao Yuan's smiling face.

"I'm going to shoot!"

Lin Yifan reminded, his body moved suddenly, and at the same time the Shennong Cauldron appeared above his head, covering his whole body.

Appearing in front of Zhuge Huan in the blink of an eye, Lin Yifan put his palms together slightly, and the power of the rules above the Shennong Cauldron immediately permeated and suppressed Zhuge Huan!

The next moment, under Lin Yifan's surprised gaze, Zhuge Huan's figure exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and was suppressed invisible by the power of Shennong Ding's rules!

"..."

Lin Yifan was speechless, this is the strength of the players participating in the battle for Genting, this is too unreasonable, he couldn't resist his own blow?

Just when this idea came to Lin Yifan's mind, a sense of crisis suddenly appeared in his heart, and then Shennong Ding suffered a heavy blow, but it was only a slight blow.

Looking back, Lin Yifan suddenly found that Zhuge Huan, who had just been shattered into a blood mist by himself, reappeared opposite him, with a proud smile on his face.

"You should be an artifact, right? The Blood Emperor is really willing to spend all his money, no wonder I didn't defeat you with one blow!"

Zhuge Huan made a sound, just as Lin Yifan was about to answer, there was a sharp wind behind him again, something was attacking him!
The swastika imprint on his forehead lit up, and Lin Yifan laid out a killing array around his body, only to hear a burst of explosions from behind, and when he looked back, it turned out to be Zhuge Huan's figure flying upside down, and then exploded into blood mist!
"This... is this an illusion?" Lin Yifan understood what was going on, no wonder Zhuge Huan here was vulnerable!
The other Zhuge Huan who was standing opposite Lin Yifan raised his mouth and said with a smile: "Your boy finally found out, you are really elm-headed, you might as well just admit defeat and be more refreshed!"

Lin Yifan smiled wryly, he really didn't blame him, it was because he hadn't met many people who used illusions to fight against enemies before.

"Knowing that you don't want to, then get ready for endless attacks. As long as you yell to admit defeat, I will let you out."

After the words fell, Zhuge Huan's figure disappeared, and then Lin Yifan's eyes suddenly became dark, just like the darkness he saw in the abyss before.

At the same time, one after another sound of piercing the air came attacking all around his body with power. Lin Yifan initially felt a little bit, it was almost endless, the key is that almost every one of these attacks has the power not to go down to the Ninth Heaven of the Holy Realm!
If he really ate all these attacks, it is estimated that Shennong Ding will return to his body to recuperate, that is not the situation he wants to see!
Lin Yifan thought for a while, and then the spiritual power of the five elements in his body exploded, frantically rushing towards the swastika mark on his forehead, and the power of formations burst out, covering everything within a kilometer radius!
Then the power of the formations combined with each other to form a series of superimposed killing formations, and before the attacks around him came, they would be wiped out invisible!
Closing his eyes to feel the subtle changes in the killing formation, Lin Yifan opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at a position beside him!
"there!"