The Strongest Berserker of the Female President

Situ Kang almost vomited blood. He hadn't played his hole cards, and his strength hadn't been fully demonstrated yet. The game had nothing to do with him. How could he accept such a blow.

"I'm not convinced, I haven't lost yet." Situ Kang roared, his fists clenched, his whole body trembling with anger.

"Accept the reality, you not only lost to Huo Qianjun, but also to me." Yang Yunfan jumped down from the ring, patted Situ Kang on the shoulder, then turned and walked towards his position.

Hearing this, Situ Kang spat out a mouthful of blood, and he lost all his strength, and fell to the ground. The blow was too great, and he was actually defeated by a martial arts master in the middle stage, and he was always under pressure Hitting, how could he stand it.

Unfortunately, no one paid any attention to him, only his father came over, helped him up, and sighed softly.

In fact, today's failure may not be a bad thing. All along, my son has been extremely proud. Although he is not that arrogant, he is almost the same. There are not many geniuses who think that the world can compare with him.

Losing two games in a row today should make him understand that the world is beyond his imagination, and he is not the only genius in the world.

I only hope that he can recover from this blow as soon as possible. At that time, he must be able to break out of the cocoon and become a real strong man, and a real strong man must experience failure.

The more you win, the harder it is to accept your failure, and the harder it is to let go. In the end, it may become the biggest obstacle to breaking through the realm of transformation.

It's not too early or too late, it's just right, there is still some distance from the transformation realm, but he can be regarded as a strong man, so he won't completely lose confidence because of the blow.

Of course, the loss in the latter match was a bit aggrieved. Situ Yi did prepare a back move for his son, but unfortunately he failed because he couldn't use it.

Then the competition continued. Situ Kang was just an ordinary contestant, and he was still a disqualified contestant. Naturally, he would not affect the progress of the competition.

Now it's the second round of challenges, and the third team will choose people to challenge.

However, the third place in the group is all strong mid-stage martial arts masters. No one thinks they have a chance of winning. After all, the ancient martial arts masters in the late stage of martial arts masters all fail one after another, so how could they have a chance.

In fact, the same is true. The first person to choose was Yang Yunfan, but he was easily defeated by Yang Yunfan in less than ten moves, without any resistance.

Everyone wanted to tell him that although they were all ancient warriors in the middle stage of martial arts masters, the middle stage of ancient martial arts masters was also divided into levels. You are a soldier of that level, and Yang Yunfan is already a general. How can you compare?
Soon one by one began to choose people, but they all chose to give up. The only one chose to challenge. This person was not someone else. Yang Yunfan also knew it and was very curious about his strength.

It was Xiao He who was in a group with Yang Yunfan. When the two of them stood on the ring before, they could feel the pressure he put on themselves, which showed that it was not easy.

"Xiao He of Ziyuan Villa, I don't know who you want to choose as the challenger." The judges asked, in fact, the judges also saw that this kid should have some cards, so they were quite curious.

Xiao He looked at Yang Yunfan, showed a smiling face at him, then slowly stretched out his hand, originally pointing at Yang Yunfan, but suddenly turned and pointed at Long Qingxuan beside Yang Yunfan, "I choose him."

Everyone was speechless. After watching Yang Yunfan for a long time, you finally told us that someone else chose not him. Are you playing tricks on us?

If Xiao He can accept other people's negative emotions, he will definitely receive a series of reminders such as negative emotions +999 from someone.

"Your choice is not wise enough." Tao Yuhu walked up slowly, with a long sword on his back.

In fact, there are quite a few people wearing weapons, but I haven't seen a few people actually using them. After all, the current weapons can't withstand the strength of the martial arts master, and they might explode before they hurt the enemy.

The entire ancient martial arts world is not without weapons that can withstand strength, but they are all treasures, very few, and the top ten famous swords in China should be counted.

Most of them are in the hands of the country, unless their heads are rusted, they will go to grab the country.

These weapons can indeed enhance their strength, but in the hands of the country, these things represent the face of the country and the wisdom of the ancients, and it is natural to see which is more important.

In addition, there are some weapons, but they are all in the hands of those top sects, and they are rarely used at ordinary times, and it is even more impossible to let them appear in this small martial arts conference, because every appearance will be lead to uproar.

"I can't help it, you are all strong, but I still want to fight, so I can only choose randomly." Xiao He answered with a bitter face.

"That's really embarrassing, I'm afraid your wish will come to nothing." Tao Yuhu opened his mouth, slowly raised his hand, and waved his strength like a sword light, sweeping towards Xiao He.

The speed was extremely fast, as if traveling through space, and in an instant, he had already arrived in front of Xiao He.

"Wow, you're so powerful, you still play sneak attack." Xiao He seemed to be taken aback, his footsteps moved, his whole body took a step at an incredible speed, and the sword light swept past him.

"The speed is good, no wonder you dare to challenge me." Tao Yuhu said, with a slightly wary look on his face.

The kid in front of him actually made him feel a little uneasy. As a swordsman, he never doubted his intuition. Since he can make himself uneasy, it proves that the person in front of him is not low.

"That's the only thing I can pass." Xiao He said, still with a bitter face.

Tao Yuhu didn't speak any more, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he began to get serious. He would treat any battle with the strongest state. This is the attitude of a swordsman.

The energy radiated from his whole body, like a sword light, it looked extremely sharp. With the swing of his arm, the energy was like arrows, rushing towards Xiao He, exuding a biting breath.

"Are you serious, do you want to tie me into a hedgehog?" Xiao He yelled, as if he was in a panic, but when his figure moved, he happened to avoid those sword lights.

"laugh!"

One after another sword lights fell on the ring, and the ring didn't have much resistance at all, and there were countless holes in an instant, which made everyone's expressions tense.

This Tao Yuhu's attack power is terrifying. As expected of a swordsman, he is actually comparable to a peak martial arts master, but it is only attack power and does not represent his full strength.

As an ancient warrior, attack power can only represent part of it. In addition to speed, defense, and moves, the four are indispensable.