After 20 Years Of Silence, The Clone Is Now Invincible

"Heavenly Origin, how is Yan Bufan's flame talent? If he continues to lose, our Qingyan clan will lose all face." Seeing Ouyang Hongxuan's confident look, Yan Tianlong couldn't help but secretly send a message to Yan Heavenly Origin.

Yan Heavenly Origin replied: "Don't worry, he is definitely much stronger than Yan Ziming."

Yan Heavenly Origin said: "By the way, please help me keep an eye on how many flames this little guy has."

Yan Tianxing, the dean of the West Court, was stunned and asked: "You don't know?"

Yan Tianhai, the dean of the North Court, worried: "Is it reliable?"

Yan Heavenly Origin said: "Don't worry, it is absolutely reliable, you watch carefully, don't miss it."

...

Finally someone came.

Yan Bufan saw Ouyang Hongxuan walking onto the stage and rubbed his hands excitedly. If no one came, he might expose himself.

The referee, who had been waiting for a long time, slowly opened his eyes.

"Let's start." Yan Bufan couldn't wait to say to the referee.

"Hongxuan defeated him and took his jade token." Wu Yuxin shouted from the No. 2 ring.

"Easy!" Ouyang Hongxuan turned around and smiled confidently, responding.

His strength was similar to Wu Yuxin's. Wu Yuxin could defeat Yan Ziming, who had the third level of the Heavenly Realm. There was no reason why he couldn't defeat Yan Bufan, who was only the first level of the Heavenly Realm.

"The competition begins!" the referee announced.

"I'll take your jade token." Ouyang Hongxuan smiled slightly, his eyes full of pride. If he couldn't even beat a first level Heavenly Realm, he might as well kill himself with a piece of tofu.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ouyang Hongxuan fell straight back, and several holes suddenly appeared on his body.

Ouyang Hongxuan, defeated!

From the time the referee shouted to the time Ouyang Hongxuan fell, less than three seconds had passed.

On the east stand.

"You must watch carefully. If you guess wrong in the end, Yan Bufan will run to the other three courtyards, and you will be in trouble." Yan Muyan reminded again.

"It's over." Yan Dashan and Yan Yaowen looked dazed and spoke at the same time.

"???" Yan Muyan.

Yan Muyan turned his head quickly and saw Ouyang Hongxuan lying on the ground, bleeding all over the ground.

Yan Muyan was stunned.

What happened?

How did he lose?

Only a few seconds had passed.

"How many flames did you see?" Yan Muyan asked hurriedly.

"Nothing." The two shook their heads at the same time, still in shock. If they could find traces of flames, it would be a ghost.

On the southern stand.

Yan Heavenly Origin asked: "How many flames did you see."

"???" Yan Tianlong.

"???" Yan Tianxing.

"???" Yan Tianhai.

The three were completely confused. How could the battle end? We are not ready yet.

"I'm asking you a question. How many flames did you see?" Yan Heavenly Origin asked with expectation.

Yan Tianlong said: "Too fast, not ready."

Yan Tianxing said: "I didn't see it."

Yan Tianhai said: "What happened."

Yan Heavenly Origin's face immediately darkened, and what I said was just a fart.

The referee looked at Ouyang Hongxuan lying in a pool of blood and was also confused.

What happened?

How did he do it?

It ended too quickly.

The people who were paying attention to the No. 1 ring were also dumbfounded. How did he do it? How did he win?

...

"Haha, with this strength, you still want to take the token from me, aren't you afraid of laughing at me." Yan Bufan sneered.

"Yan Bufan wins!" The referee walked to Ouyang Hongxuan and squatted down. After checking, he found that he was still breathing. He breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and announced loudly.

"Is this the genius of my Qingyan lineage? Too weak, too weak, you are not afraid of being embarrassed to say it out." Yan Bufan shook his head gently, and his low voice sounded in everyone's ears.

Then, his voice suddenly rose, like a rolling thunder, exploding in the entire square: "Don't say I am bullying. From now on, I will stand still and fight with you. Whoever makes me move a step, I will lose."

Crazy! Crazy to the limit!

A breeze blew, blowing Yan Bufan's hair and his clothes.

At this moment, Yan Bufan was like the Great Emperor entering the world, looking down on everything, Qi Swallowing Mountains and Rivers, domineering and boundless.

At the same time, Yan Bufan secretly said in his heart: I have let him go so much, there should be someone who will continue to fight with me.

"Haha, not bad, I like this kid." Wu Tianlang stroked his beard and smiled.

"Really domineering." Wang Baikou said.

Yan Heavenly Origin and the others looked at each other and laughed. The more they looked at Yan Bufan, the more they liked him. Not bad, he has the style of our lineage.

Ouyang Feng snorted coldly, his face was extremely ugly. Ouyang Hongxuan was his grandson, and he naturally felt a little embarrassed to lose to Yan Bufan.

At this time, Qin Feng, who ranked in the top five among the boys and girls, stood up and jumped down from the stands with a very cool posture.

Domineering?

I think he doesn't know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth.

"Watch out for his hands." Ouyang Feng whispered quietly.

Hearing this, Qin Feng's heart moved. The reason why Ouyang Hongxuan lost was because of Yan Bufan's hands.

Qin Feng walked onto the No. 1 ring.

Yan Heavenly Origin hurriedly said: "Tianlong, you guys have to watch carefully."

Yan Tianlong and the others immediately became very alert.

They were also curious about what was so magical about Yan Bufan's flame.

Yan Muyan and his companions did the same. They used their soul power to probe forward without hesitation, staring at Yan Bufan.

…

As Qin Feng walked onto the stage, the formations around the stage were activated immediately.

Yan Bufan smiled faintly: "As long as I move one step, I lose!"

Hearing this, Qin Feng's face immediately became extremely gloomy. Yan Bufan wanted to die, so it was no wonder that he was the one who was looking for death.

"The competition begins!" the referee announced.

Yan Bufan raised his hand and pointed at Qin Feng.

Qin Feng's pupils shrank, and he dodged without hesitation.

Yan Bufan pointed again, and Qin Feng dodged again!

Everyone noticed something was wrong, and their eyes fell on Yan Bufan's hand.

One minute passed.

On the southern stands.

"Did you see anything?" Yan Heavenly Origin asked.

"No." Yan Tianlong and his companions shook their heads.

"What kind of flame is this, and it's so weird?" Yan Tianxing frowned, staring at Yan Bufan's finger. He, a Semi-Saint, couldn't see how Yan Bufan made his move.

"He's not bluffing, is he?" Wang Baikou said.

Wu Tianlang and the others also stared at Yan Bufan's finger, not understanding what was going on.

On the No. 1 ring.

"Stop pointing?" Qin Feng saw Yan Bufan stop and laughed contemptuously.

"Bang!"

As soon as the voice fell, the referee fell from mid-air and hit the ring.

"???" Qin Feng was stunned. What happened.

Suddenly, he felt a severe dizziness, and then he closed his eyes and fell to the ring with a "bang".

Yan Bufan couldn't help laughing and looked at Qin Feng like a fool: "Do you think I'm attacking you when I point at you? Naive! In fact, I just pointed at you casually."

"Haha, I'm laughing to death. He actually stared at my finger and dodged at the same time. I've seen many fools, but I haven't seen such a fool."

Yan Bufan's voice was not loud, but if the powerful wanted to hear it, it would be easy.

"..." Yan Tianlong.

"..." Yan Heavenly Origin.

“……”Wu Tianlang.