The First Battle Begins!
Tang Lin didn't waste any time and went to the arena.
Tang Lin did not expect that the top eight would actually fight against the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples.
He did not wish to meet a Misty Cloud Sect disciple at this moment. He was still very confident in fighting against other disciples. However, he was still a little fearful in his heart when fighting against a Misty Cloud Sect disciple.
After all, the Misty Cloud Sect that obtained first place every year gave them a very strong sense of oppression.
When facing the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples, some people would unconsciously think that they were the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples that they could not defeat.
This was a kind of invisible pressure that was added to them psychologically.
He was still under a lot of pressure in this battle. If he lost, he would not have the chance to advance to the top four and would not even get the prize.
Originally, he estimated that he would be able to enter the top four. However, he felt that he might not have any hope now that he was facing Lin Fan from the Misty Cloud Sect.
However, he was not afraid. He could only fight with his back against the wall. There was still a glimmer of hope in his heart that he could win!
The Misty Cloud Sect's disciples below had already begun to become excited when they saw Lin Fan go up the stage.
"Looks like there will be a good show to watch in this match. The top eight disciples of the Misty Cloud Sect will appear. However, it is likely that the disciples who can participate in the sect competition will definitely not be weak. Although Tang Lin only has the cultivation of a three star Dou Zhe, his combat strength is extremely strong.。”A disciple analyzed.
"I feel that Lin Fan will win. After all, the Misty Cloud Sect has never lost before.”To this disciple, it was a matter of course for the Misty Cloud Sect to become number one. After all, the Misty Cloud Sect had never lost before.
However, there were also people who felt that the Misty Cloud Sect would fail this time around. They said,"I don't think so. All of you think that the Misty Cloud Sect has obtained the first place every year, so you all tacitly agree that they are the first. However, I feel that this year is different. After all, Lin Fan has appeared in the quarter-finals.”
"You can't say that. The key is that in every sect competition, there are always some dark horses who say they want to win first place. In the end, they can't even climb down.”
"Let's just watch them fight first. There's no point in us discussing here. They're about to start.”
"That makes sense. Anyway, the fight is about to start. The outcome will be known soon.”
Seeing Lin Fan close his eyes as soon as he got on the stage, Tang Lin frowned slightly.
Could it be that he was also going to take Murong Zheng? Contempt?
No! Tang Lin shook his head.
He quickly denied this thought in his heart.
He carefully observed Lin Fan and found that Lin Fan did not have that kind of aura. He looked more like he was meditating.
Although the Misty Cloud Sect's disciples had always been arrogant, there had never been anyone who was conceited. Otherwise, they would not have obtained first place every year.
Tang Lin thought to himself,'I don't know how strong he is yet, so I should test him first!'
After all, the genius disciples of other sects would more or less hear about it from others.
Before he came, he also understood Nalan Yanran, but in the end, Nalan Yanran was replaced by Lin Fan.
Moreover, he did not know much about Lin Fan. He had not even heard of him. He could not rashly attack.
In fact, what it did not know was that this was Lin Fan's first time participating in such a battle, so he was still a little nervous.
He closed his eyes to calm himself down.
At the same time, Lin Fan was sensing all the auras in the arena. Closing his eyes allowed him to sense more clearly.
Countless people were looking at him. Even if he closed his eyes, he could feel it.
The discussions of countless people below the stage all entered his ears.
However, what he had to do now was to abandon all of this. Everything below the stage had nothing to do with him.
What he needed to do was to put all his attention and energy into the arena.
At this moment, Nalan Yanran's expression was unusually nervous. Her eyes were fixed on Lin Fan without any signs of moving away.
Her small fists tightly gripped the corner of her clothes. The sweat on her palms had already drenched the corner of her clothes.
She was indeed unaware of it and had only been paying attention to Lin Fan.
Yun Yun noticed Nalan Yanran's nervous expression and asked,"Yanran, why are you so nervous?”
However, Nalan Yanran did not seem to hear it. Yun Yun's voice did not affect her.
Until Yun Yun extended her hand and patted Nalan Yanran.
Only then did Nalan Yanran come back to her senses.
"Ah?" Nalan Yanran turned her head around and looked at Yun Yun somewhat at a loss.
"What's wrong with you? You were even more nervous than Lin Fan in the competition.”Yun Yun asked with concern.
Although she was also a little nervous, she did not have such a big reaction like Nalan Yanran.
"Ah, did I?" Nalan Yanran was obviously a little flustered, her pink cheeks immediately turning red.
When she realized that her palms were covered in sweat, she quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe her palms.
"Girl, don't be too nervous. Don't worry too much about him. You should know his strength best.”Yun Yun helplessly shook her head.
She could tell that this girl was clearly interested in Lin Fan.
Nalan Yanran didn't say anything else and only nodded. However, her gaze returned to Lin Fan in the arena.
In the arena.
After a moment, Lin Fan let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.
Lin Fan looked at Tang Lin, who had a stunning performance in the first battle. He smiled faintly and said,"Misty Cloud Sect, Lin Fan, please enlighten me.”
Tang Lin looked at Lin Fan with a solemn expression and said,""Tang Lin of the Orchid Sword Sect, please enlighten me!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Lin shot out like a bolt of lightning. The vermilion long sword in his hand was already tightly gripped in his hand.
The fighting spirit rose up and turned into flames. The flames gathered on the vermilion long sword and instantly soared into the sky.
It actually lit up the entire arena.
He was like an unsheathed sword, showing off his sharpness!
"It's starting!" The disciples below the stage exclaimed!
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