Under One Person, getting the Sharingan at the beginning?

He suddenly felt like he was being invaded!

In just a moment, Lin Fan's eyes became bigger and bigger in his eyes!

Suddenly, his eyes went dark!

He came to a completely dark environment!

In front of him was Lin Fan who was quietly looking at him.

Lin Fan gently stretched out a hand and pointed it at himself!

He shouted faintly: "Come out!"

These two words, like a warning bell, were deeply engraved in Deng Youfu's heart!

Because on the court, he had heard Wang Bing say this to Feng Xingtong!

"Come out!"

Then Feng Xingtong was out of control.

The soul of Wang Zizhong in his body fell into Wang Bing's hands so easily!

For the horse-riding immortals, the spirit-binding and general-dispatching method is a naked cheat!

The immortals on them can be easily taken away by them!

At this moment, the way Lin Fan shouted those two words overlapped with Wang Bing's figure!

Deng Youfu stood there nervously, those two words echoing in his heart!

Suddenly, a familiar feeling came up!

That was the feeling when he was fighting with Feng Xingtong and Uncle Liu was taken away!

It was as if someone had torn Liu Kunsheng's soul out of his body!

This kind of pain is still fresh in his memory!

Now, that kind of pain comes again!

I saw a huge black snake coming out of his body!

Those groups of black Qi are being released uncontrollably!

"No!

Don't do this!

Uncle Liu just came back..."

Seeing Liu Kunsheng's soul approaching Lin Fan little by little.

Deng Youfu almost cried out.

At this moment, he was a little desperate.

It seemed that anyone could take Liu Kunsheng away from his body!

During the battle, because of his poor skills, he couldn't even use Liu Kunsheng's third-rate strength!

This made him fall into deep self-blame and doubt!

"I am such a waste..."

Deng Youfu knelt on the ground in despair.

Tears could not help but flow out.

Seeing this, Lin Fan hurriedly said: "I know that you are the immortals who worship the immortals for generations.

The immortals are extremely precious to you.

I just borrowed Uncle Liu for a while, and I will return it to you after the fight."

Deng Youfu raised his head and thought.

If Lin Fan wanted Liu Kunsheng, then he could just leave now.

There was no need to waste time with him.

What he just said made sense.

At this time, another sentence from Lin Fan also aroused Deng Youfu's desire to watch the game.

"Uncle Liu can only exert 30% of his power in your hands.

But in my hands, I can exert 100%!

Don't you want to see the power of Uncle Liu's 100% power?

Teach Wang Bing a lesson, that guy who doesn't take immortals and souls seriously at all!"

Lin Fan's words gradually made Deng Youfu's eyes shine.

He slowly stood up and said, "Okay, I believe you this time.

If you don't succeed, then our Deng family will ask the old lady to come out and be your enemy for generations!"

Lin Fan knew that this matter was done.

Afterwards, Lin Fan returned Liu Kunsheng to Deng Youfu.

"Since you trust me, I will give it back to you first.

I trust you once too.

I want to see you on the sidelines in the next round."

"No problem."

Speaking of this, Deng Youfu suddenly thought of something: "But...how can you guarantee that you will definitely draw Wang Bing?"

"Don't worry about this.

I have my own way."

After speaking, Deng Youfu's eyes suddenly went dark again.

When he opened his eyes again, Deng Youcai, who was standing next to him, was shaking his shoulders.

"Deng Youfu!

Deng Youfu!

Emma!

Smith!

Wake up!

What the hell has possessed you?"

Deng Youfu gradually woke up: "Stop shaking!

What happened to me just now?"

Deng Youfu looked at Lin Fan's back as he left, feeling a little confused.

"What's up!

You were like possessed by a ghost just now!

You didn't move at all!

You closed your eyes too!

Isn't it scary?"

Then Deng Youcai patted Deng Youfu on the shoulder: "Don't stand there like an idiot, continue to pack your things?"

Deng Youfu waved his hand and said softly: "Don't pack.

We won't leave.

We'll leave after watching the game..."

"What the hell?

Are you really possessed?

Do you really want to borrow that kid from Master Liu?"

Deng Youfu slapped Deng Youcai on the head.

"You know shit!

This guy is even more evil than those two!You don’t know what I just saw…”

…

On the way back.

Lin Fan said in his heart.

This Sharingan illusion is really good.

Sure enough, Deng Youfu really believed that I can summon spirits and send generals.

But I can’t do it now. When I fight Wang Bing, I will really know how to do it…

…

The next day.

Zhang Chulan and others were on their way to the venue.

All the way, Zhang Chulan had a sad face.

Lin Fan looked at Zhang Chulan and said with a smile: "What’s wrong, Chulan?

Is there anything unhappy?

Hahaha..."

Zhang Chulan felt his blood boiling when he heard Lin Fan's words.

Blood pressure rose sharply!

"Lin-Fan--

I will never forgive you--"

Zhang Chulan's eyes were almost burning with fire.

Suddenly, Lu Linglong and others passed by here.

When they saw Zhang Chulan, they all greeted him enthusiastically!

"Good morning, Zhang Chulan!

Did you sleep well last night? Hahaha..."

Wang Ergou stepped forward and patted Zhang Chulan on the shoulder: "It's okay, Chulan!

I saw it!

Very beautiful!

It's really beautiful!

Hahaha..."

After saying that, several people did not forget to sing in unison: "As long as everyone gives a little love~

The world will become a beautiful world~

Hahaha..."

The laughter of the crowd echoed on the path of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Chulan's face was livid.

He could only stare at Lin Fan.

"If I can't beat you, I would like to tear you into eight pieces--"

Zhang Chulan gritted his teeth and followed behind Lin Fan.

...

Drawing lots.

Lu Linglong whispered to Zhi Jinhua: "How is it, are you sure?"

"Don't worry, leave it to me.

You just need to help me remember the number of paper tickets and the order in which they fall into the box. "

"Okay. "

Then, the referee put the paper slips with names written on them into the box in front of everyone.

After shaking it a few more times, the contestants were asked to draw the slips.

At this time, Zhi Jinhua suddenly closed her eyes and began to calculate involuntarily.

Just when Lin Fan put his hand into the box, Zhi Jinhua suddenly called him.

"Wait a minute."

Then Zhi Jinhua whispered to him, "Next, you draw the next lot.

The probability of drawing Wang Bing is 88.7%!"

Just like that, Lin Fan really drew Wang Bing the second time!