Many years later, someone asked Vas Faulth why he followed the prince unswervingly. Vas Faulth just smiled mysteriously and replied: "Maybe it was the first time he fought with him and was shocked by his turtle energy!"

...

Hearing everyone's exclamations, Vas Fauler immediately understood that the guy on the opposite side had sneaked behind him without realizing it. Unfortunately, there was no profession of thieves on the Flame Dragon Continent, otherwise he would have been the king of thieves.

The super-long sword in his hand dragged his long sharp edge and slashed backwards. Vas Faoder had no time to predict where the other party would appear, so he could only use this sword based on his own feelings.

But……

Vas Faod suddenly stopped, and the long sword swung in the air seemed to be fixed in place by something. His expression was extremely complicated, and he seemed unwilling to accept it, but more admired it.

When both of them stopped their movements, everyone below the battle arena also saw clearly the situation.

Wow! Vas Faoth actually lost!

That's right, he lost, and the young man only used two moves from beginning to end, one with a weird body move and one with an ordinary chopping move. But just these two moves defeated Vas Faulet, the master who was known as the fourth in the freshman.

"Isn't this true?" Student A wiped his eyes.

"Maybe we are all dazzled." Student B swallowed.

"I heard that the young man had just advanced to the fourth level of the four-star flame master, but he was able to defeat Vas Faolt over the second level. It was unbelievable, it was unbelievable. You must know that Vas Faolt is also a master with the strength to fight over the level!" said student Cna.

"In other words, if this young man only had the third level of the Four-Star Flame Lord, he might even defeat the sixth level of the Four-Star Flame Lord? It's so terrible!" Student Wu's hands trembled a little.

"Brother, it's impossible. How could I lose to someone with a lower cultivation level than me?" Jones Faulette stared at the seemingly thin figure in disbelief. Perhaps others didn't understand it, but she knew it clearly. The flame skill - the fast sword slash is enough to make people fight higher and higher levels. Vas Faulette is not only capable of such a flame skill. He has a stronger flame skill that has not been used, but he was subdued by the young man's two moves, and all his trump cards appear to be overshadowed.

When everyone thought that the boy would say how powerful he was, the boy just slowly retracted the long sword on Vas Faoth's neck and said lightly: "You underestimate the enemy! I am not a small character you have ever met!"

As the boy's long sword was retracted, a thin hair slowly floated in the air, as if mocking Vas Faoth, but he did not get angry about it, but instead nodded with a wry smile: "Yes, I underestimate the enemy! But..."

"But if you lose, you lose. I won't make any excuses." Vas Faodot sighed, his expression very lonely. He has always regarded himself as a genius. Now he has met a young man who has a cultivation level below him but can easily subdue himself. His mood is complicated and unspeakable.

But Vas Faulth is worthy of being the heir to the Faulth family. He soon cheered up and walked to the boy, chuckling as if nothing had happened: "Waiting for me, at most half a year, I will challenge you again, and I will definitely surpass you by then."

After saying that, he slowly walked down the steps of the battle arena.

Shrugged, the boy nodded indifferently, as if accepting his challenge, and then walked towards the steps of the ring.

Everyone sighed and prepared to leave the place, and they were also a little puzzled by the battle, but this did not prevent them from using it as a topic of conversation after dinner. They could tell their friends loudly that they had witnessed such a strange battle and witnessed the rise of another newcomer strong man.

But everyone's steps stopped quickly.

"Wait, I wonder if I am qualified to fight you?" A rough voice came from a distance.

Looking at this rough sound from afar, a man who seemed to be young slowly walked towards this side with a spear. The young man was tall and his long hair was still hanging down by him. He gently brushed up in the breeze. The spear also flashed with a faint golden luster in the sun, showing a full heroic spirit.

"Thunder Dragon! The newcomer King Thunder Dragon!"

"He, does he also want to fight this young man? Where does this young man have the strength worth his attack?"

"I never imagined that people who are rarely seen in normal times will appear one by one today. I always have a feeling that our college may be much more interesting in the future."

"Of course, I think so too, as long as the guy named Tang Lan is still there."

The boy on the ring, Tang Lan, turned his head gently and felt the strong fighting spirit emitted by the young student. His expression became a little serious, but it still gave people a relaxed and freehand feeling. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, he nodded gently: "You are qualified to let me take action!"

When everyone heard Tang Lan's words, they couldn't help but sneer. Who do you think you are? The newcomer king and the battle respect you, but you climbed up the pole, and you didn't worry about whether you would lose face later.

However, there are a few exceptions, such as Gulit, Vas Faulette, Jones Faulette and the newcomer King Thunder Dragon. These people either based on their own speculations, either experience them personally, or have extraordinary eyesight. In short, they have seen Tang Lan's extraordinaryness.

Thunder Dragon, a first-year student in the Holy Academy, easily won the first place in the admission competition and became the undisputed newcomer king of the Holy Academy!

Moreover, this newcomer king is even better than the newcomer kings in previous classes. Although he is still young, his cultivation is comparable to that of the second-grade newcomer king Nie Yun. It is said that his combat power is three points stronger than Nie Yun!

Such a strong person is very convinced by the freshmen and even some old students. He already has a lot of fixed fans in the academy. Tang Lan's words offended many people, although Lei Long himself did not care.

Passing through the passage where everyone automatically made way out, the Thunder Dragon stepped up the steps from below step by step. With each step, the momentum on its body increased by a layer. In the end, the students around him had to automatically retreat.

Lei Long walked onto the stage, and his aura had been raised to the extreme. He held a gun in one hand, pressed the tip of the gun against the ground behind him, and said solemnly: "You are very strong. In your new life, you are the strongest person I have ever seen! Even myself, I don't have much confidence to defeat you!"

"But, I long to fight you." As soon as the words changed, Lei Long laughed, "No matter what, I hope you and I can become friends."

Tang Lan still had the same attitude of not caring anything, as if she had agreed, and seemed to not care. In short, she just shrugged, then turned to Gulite and said, "Can you start?"

Sighing, Gulite knew that these two students were the kind of people who would not change their minds easily once they made a decision. They could only secretly raise their spirits and hope that there would be no accidents later. However, thinking so in their hearts, they said lightly: "Fight, start!"

One is the new genius in the Tianpin Class, and the other is the highly-watched veteran newcomer king. The battle between the two geniuses is becoming more and more exciting, and more and more students are watching.

By the time Gulite announced the start of the battle, there were no less than five hundred students around him, and they shouted excitedly, most of them cheering for Lei Ao. This is the popularity accumulated by the newcomer king within a year.

In the minds of these students, Tang Lan has become a public enemy.

But no matter what they thought, the battle began.

Knowing some Tang Lan's background, the Thunder Dragon was not as reckless as Vas Faoder. Instead, he stood there and maintained his peak momentum. Holding a gun in one hand should be holding a gun in both hands. A huge force poured from his limbs into his arms, and a stream of pure flame force flowed out of the crystal core, and was finally poured into the black spear.

Bang ~

A trace was traced across the ground. Although there was no damage, the students around him were numb. After all, it could cause such a loud noise. Its power was so great that no one present could take it except Gulite.

Of course, the exception is Tang Lan on the stage.

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