Evil God, Love Me Tender

After the match began, Jun Qiyan narrowed her eyes and looked at the person in front of her.

That person wasn't Jiang Fan! It was the Fu Zihan that Jun Qiyan had never seen before!

"Judge, I'm not challenging him!" Jun Qiyan narrowed her eyes and looked at the referee.

When the crowd saw the people on the stage, they also exploded into a commotion.

"Didn't you say it was Jiang Fan?" Why did it become Fu Zihan? "

"If it was Jiang Fan, Yin Muju would still be able to fight, but if it was Fu Zihan …" Tsk tsk tsk, this is simply a one-sided massacre! "

Ji Bai and the others were no longer calm. Jun Qianyan didn't know who the other person was, but they did know each other!

Fu Zihan was ranked in the top ten of the second year! This level was not something that Jun Qiyan could handle!

"Muk Jiu, come down! You are not his opponent! "

Feng Chen Lang was below, shouting out to the plot on the stage.

Jun Qiyan's eyes narrowed as he ignored the other.

When the referee saw this, a difficult situation arose. He had never encountered such a situation before.

Fu Zihan held his head, his handsome lips curving up into a smile of disdain. He said, "According to the rules of the Tynes Academy, those who enter the arena cannot go down, right?"

The referee nodded after thinking for a moment …

Seeing this, Fu Zihan became even more arrogant. He whispered into Jun Qianyan's ear, "Those who break the rules will have to leave Tynes Academy forever …" "Brat, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. That way, your little life can at least be saved."

Jun Qiyan's expression turned cold. It wasn't that she didn't expect the other party to change hands, but she didn't think that these people would be so shameless!

Moreover, Fu Zihan's words were clearly filled with killing intent.

Compromise...

No! There was no such word in his dictionary! Furthermore, the other party had no intention of letting him go!

"If that's the case …" "How can I fail to live up to the good intentions of senior!?"

Jun Qiyan bit on the word 'painstaking' firmly, as if there was a hidden meaning in his words.

Fu Zihan snorted coldly, "You're courting death!"

The match had just begun when four water columns suddenly appeared beneath Jun Qiyan's feet. They spiraled upwards, then converged above her head.

"Water prison?!" Feng Chenlang cried out in alarm as he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat for Jun Qiyan.

Jun Qiyan's expression turned cold. It was unknown when, but a long sword had suddenly appeared in her hand. The blade of the sword was pointed towards the sky, suffused with a cold and gloomy light.

"An insignificant skill!"

"Break for me!"

With an angry roar from Jun Qiyan's mouth, the two sword blades shot out at a speed that was invisible to the naked eye. They smashed into the seemingly impregnable water prison, breaking it into pieces …

Seeing that his moves had no effect on his opponent, a trace of excitement flashed across Fu Zihan's eyes as his scarlet tongue licked his dry lips.

"Interesting... "But do you think that's all …"

Fu Zihan slowly drew his sword from his back, and a fierce wind started to blow.

The bright sun in the sky was obscured by dark clouds. Sword light illuminated the dark surroundings.

"Fleeting Time?"

It was unknown who had suddenly recognized the sword in Fu Zihan's hand!

The people underground were once again in an uproar!

As Jun Qiyan was startled, her chest felt as if it was being pressed down by a stone that weighed over ten thousand jin, making it difficult for her to breathe.

So powerful!

"This is just the pressure from the sword itself. A good sword was used by this boy, what a pity!" Di Mo Jiu's voice sounded out.

Jun Qiyan didn't have the time to pay attention to Di Mo Jiu as she held her breath and shouted angrily.

As the two swords clashed, the air pressure emitted by both of them was accompanied by a strong gust of wind, causing Jun Qiyan's hair to flutter in the wind.

It would only take a second for two experts to fight each other.

In just a few seconds, the two figures that were originally entangled with each other had already separated.

However, Fu Zihan's sword had already left his hand.

It was easy to see who was strong and who was weak!

"This kid is extremely secretive …" Even the normally calm Ye Changsheng could not help but be shocked by the scene before him!

Fu Zihan looked at Jun Qianyan, who was standing in front of him. His smile had long since disappeared, replaced by shock and killing intent.

However, Jun Qiyan was much calmer than before.

In the exchange just now, she had already gleaned a general idea of his strength.

Jun Qiyan did not give Fu Zihan any time to react. She gripped her long sword and thrust it towards Fu Zihan with the momentum of a landslide.

Fu Zihan's pupils constricted. At the moment of life and death, a faint layer of golden light appeared on his body.

When the sword in Jun Qiyan's hand was an inch away from Fu Zihan, it stopped moving.

Jun Qiyan's expression changed drastically. She only felt a slight numbing sensation before the sword in her hand fell to the ground.

The smile on Fu Zihan's ear became even more obvious. As the two engaged in close combat fighting, a cloud of dust rose up, causing the people outside to be unable to clearly see what was happening on the stage.

A moment later, the clouds in the sky disappeared without a trace.

Jun Qiyan held on as he stood on the stage, his body drenched in sweat.

Fu Zihan, on the other hand, was already paralyzed on the stage.

The corners of Jun Qiyan's mouth hooked up into an evil smile. She raised her head and looked down upon the people below, her dark red lips opening and closing as she spat out a few words.

"You're nothing special!"

After a moment of silence, the audience burst into cheers that shook the heavens and earth. Everyone was boiling with excitement!

Since the first battle, Jun Qiyan had become famous. Everyone knew the name of Jun Qianyan from the Tanas Academy!