Big brother... Lan Qingyou's eyes were stunned in the void with disbelief. She understood that Zhao Fan wanted to win the Dragon Soul Grass competition by himself!
Not only that, the tone was so casual, as if winning the championship was as easy as crushing a steamed bun.
However, in the late stage of Xuanjie, one is the lowest among tens of thousands of participants in terms of rank. Is it really possible to achieve this?
I’m afraid even a fool wouldn’t believe it!
However, Lan Qingyou didn't know why. Unprecedented expectations have arisen, and there is even a sense of blind belief...
What, you think I can't do it? Zhao Fan asked with a smile.
No.
Lan Qingyou shook his head and said: I believe brother, because you have never deceived Qingyou or told lies.
Then just listen to me. A smile appeared on Zhao Fan's lips. Rank doesn't mean anything, right?
right.
Lan Qingyou agreed very much. She had been fought by Zhao Fan with various levels before she reached the quasi-ground level. Therefore, the level was only a reference and did not absolutely symbolize the real combat power.
However, on the surface, she agreed happily. But in my heart, I have my own thoughts, that is, I will rush forward with all my strength and will not give up.
If he and his eldest brother both reach the finals, then the ownership of Dragon Soul Grass will be truly reassuring.
Lan Qingyou's confidence came from the more than ten earth-level secret arts and the peak-level soul weapon. God redeems!
Even though it was unable to exert its true power, it took Lan Qingyou half a year to achieve the greatest degree of control at this stage. The ultimate power is even comparable to that of the early Earth level. Even the top talents of the soul domain royal family can compete with it. .
As for defense, Master Lan also let his daughter wear his late-grade soul clothes.
Let's go.
Zhao Fan withdrew his gaze. He was too lazy to analyze who the opponents he might encounter in the following rounds were. This was not arrogance, but self-confidence derived from strength!
Lan Qingyou glanced at the purple light curtain again, then greeted all the senior brothers and sisters, and returned to the inn with Zhao Fan.
The young soul cultivators floating in the void around the City Lord's Mansion gradually dispersed.
Tomorrow, there will be an unprecedented competition among young soul cultivators!
The geniuses of the soul path from many territories in the Yuan Realm gather here to compete in pairs. In the end, one person will stand out from the eleven thousand participants and become the undisputed number one. In the eyes of his peers, he will be convinced. The tenth Dragon Soul Grass in history!
Among the spectators, there were even more important people from all walks of life. They were at the pinnacle of the earth level, at the peak of the earth level, at the late stage of the earth level... thousands of them!
therefore. The battle for Dragon Soul Grass has attracted a lot of attention.
The top writing elder of Baixiao Pavilion also came in person, preparing to witness the whole process and write down the world's most talented soul master in the next issue of "Chronicle of Major Events"!
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The night is as dark as ink.
In the inn room, Zhao Fan was leaning against the window alone, drinking the Peach Blossom King brew unique to Peach Blossom Territory, while chatting with Su Meiyu and Chen Qianlei in the Liusha Pagoda.
