Jiang Fan seemed to be stunned: "Summoning a mount, do you recognize this? Ah, I seemed to hear what was said just now... something like a mountain-crushing sacred beast... I didn't hear it clearly."
Gao Jian didn't know whether he was really confused or pretending to be confused, but judging from Gu Qingshan's explanation, he was most likely pretending.
"Offending the Taihua Holy Beast is an unforgivable crime——!"
Jiang Fan seemed to be surprised: "Oh? Is it really a holy beast? Could it be..."
He slapped his forehead: "I remembered it. Legend has it that there is a thousand-year crane king in the Holy Land Sword Lake. Could it be... this? No wonder, I said it is so big that it can cover the sky and the sun."
Gao Jian secretly gritted his teeth. Facing the holy beast, he could not show any murderous intent. He could only suppress it forcefully: "Quickly come down and let the holy beast leave, otherwise..."
Jiang Fan said: "Otherwise, what? Or kill me? You want to kill me for a day or two, right? I am here today, why don't you do it? Come? Who doesn't do it is the grandson?"
The blood that Gao Jian had been holding in for a long time almost spurted out.
Take action? How to do it? Do I take action against the holy beast? If I can't fight, put it aside for now. If I really take action, the Holy Lord will destroy me immediately!
Who doesn't know that when Lu Yai had been the Demon Sword Immortal for more than ten years, he was slapped from the sky and couldn't get out of bed for half a year just because he took an egg from the descendant of the holy beast and tried to refine it.
Of course he didn't know that when Jiang Fan came to pick up Yun Fuyao, he had eaten one secretly, but it was just contaminated with Taihua's spiritual energy. The kind of crane that ordinary people think of is not a direct descendant of the dozens of cranes in Sword Lake. , otherwise Jiang Fan wouldn’t be able to get down the mountain.
Seeing Jiang Fan shouting loudly, Gao Jian didn't dare to move, leaving everyone in the stands speechless.
What is this!
The fight is definitely impossible. Should Gao Jian be forced to admit defeat?
Suddenly, someone's expression changed: "Don't tell me, it's a good time to admit defeat now..."
An old man next to him was also stunned, and then he understood: "Yes... Brother, you are right. It is not embarrassing to admit defeat in the face of the holy beast. Otherwise, you would not be able to continue just now. It is indeed the best time."
At this moment, Gao Jian, who was in the middle of the game, seemed to have not yet reacted, and was trembling with anger at Jiang Fan's words that he would be his grandson if he didn't take action.
At this moment, his body shook and he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the main stand.
The next moment, he shouted directly: "Gao Mou has no mount, today's battle ends here!"
Jiang Fan was dissatisfied: "No, we haven't decided the winner yet. You claim to be fighting, but if you don't fight to the end, you're sorry for your Taoism. Come on, let's continue!"
Yes, he refused to let me go.
Gao Jian was also extremely depressed. Obviously, if he didn't admit defeat, this bastard would never give up.
At this moment, he regretted that he was impulsive and refused to listen to his advice, insisting on trying this person, which made him unable to get off the stage.
In fact, his idea at the time was very simple. Just to fulfill certain attitudes and to establish his authority, Jiang Xiaoyao was indeed the best choice. But the best choice turned out to be the worst choice, unexpectedly.
This bastard was obviously seeking revenge for what he had just planned to do to make him lose face. When he turned around, it was his turn. This was very obvious and he wanted to let himself taste the bitter consequences.
Even though he heard the message just now, he also understood that admitting defeat at this time was a good step. But he suffered such a setback just after he became the Sword Fighting Immortal. How will he control the world in the future?
Not willing to give in.
He was so depressed that he just wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
Unexpectedly, the man opposite was still irritating: "What's the matter with you? You insisted on competing. Why are you procrastinating now? You won't fight and won't admit defeat. What do you think? I don't have that much time to accompany you." You waste it! If you don't move, I won't be polite."
As he spoke, he patted Mo Xuedan's neck. The latter immediately spread his wings and suddenly fluttered, causing rocks to fly. Gao Jian didn't pay attention and was almost slapped on the head.
As soon as he stood firm, he saw that the boy had already held up Men Lei and was about to take action.
Gao Jian was anxious now and must not take action.
He quickly gritted his teeth and said, "I admit defeat!"
Jiang Ah frowned and said, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly. Please speak louder!"
Gao Jian was so angry that his fists clenched. Staring at him, he said word by word: "My lord, admit defeat! Jiang Fan, don't push yourself too far."
Jiang Fan frowned: "You haven't eaten? You guys can't hear this sound. If I go on like this, others will think I have lost, or they will fight me."
As he said that, he picked up Men Lei and was about to activate Mo Xuedan, but the Crane King seemed to understand the meaning of the kid on his back. He stared at Gao Jian and let out a sharp cry. Even with his cultivation, he felt a stinging pain in his eardrums.
Gao Jian had no choice but to suppress the rage in his heart, took a deep breath, and said loudly: "I admit defeat!"
The voice was not quiet this time. With the blessing of true energy, it spread throughout the entire Jianping.
Everyone took a breath of air, and Gao Jian admitted defeat. Although under this scenario, it is understandable.
But after all, he had just been promoted and had unlimited fame, so the gap was really big.
Especially when he lost to an enemy from the Holy Land whose cultivation was completely different from his own, how could this sword-fighting immortal be embarrassed?
Jiang Fan nodded with satisfaction: "Admit defeat, it's good to admit defeat, then..."
He stared at the greedy wolf in Gao Jian's hand: "Should the bet be handed over?"
Gao Jian's heart was filled with anger. Greedy Wolf was extraordinary. It was the treasure he had worked so hard to obtain from Wan Jianfeng. Although it was not among the top ten magic weapons in the world, it was the most suitable for his fighting style.
Is it just given away like this for nothing?
Jiang Fan looked at him: "What? I'm willing to admit defeat. Can't the dignified Three Immortals of Taihua afford to lose?"
These words are very destructive, and this reputation cannot be carried away. Even if you can carry it, your Taoist heart will be damaged.
"...I lost today, not in martial arts..." He gritted his teeth.
"Then you don't accept it? If you don't accept it, I'll beat you!"
Jiang Fan was unforgiving and not polite at all.
"you--!"
As soon as Gao Jian's fierce murderous intention emerged, Mo Xuedan, who was opposite him, stopped and let out a cry, staring down at him with an evil look.
Gao Jian was helpless and quickly took back his breath. It’s okay to be depressed at the same time. Isn’t this the ancestor’s mount? Why are you really helping outsiders?
But after all, Gao Jian had cultivated so far at such a young age, and his Taoist heart was so tenacious. After a series of emotional fluctuations, he actually regained his composure as quickly as possible.
He looked up to the sky and laughed, threw out the greedy wolf in his hand, and thrust it straight into the ring.
"Hahaha... Okay, the future is formidable. No matter whether you are clever today or not, losing is losing and winning is winning. I can afford to lose. Greedy Wolf gives it to you!"
Jiang Fan naturally knew that he was extremely reluctant to give up, but he also admired this person for his determination to break up. Sure enough, he could cultivate to this point and his character was extremely strong.
But he was not polite and patted Mo Xuedan. The latter pecked him directly and twisted his slender neck to deliver it to Jiang Fan.
