With such an arrogant tone, Lu Bei was not questioned by anyone because he had such strength.
Since the beginning of the Ten Thousand Races Competition, Fan Lubei has never lost a game.
The only time he lost to Xiao Yan in the Tower of Fire was not his personal defeat.
He lost to Xiao Yan, Lin Ye, and even other Lanyan Academy disciples.
In that battle, he was careless. He faced many Lanyan Academy disciples alone, and he despised the historical celebrities summoned by Xiao Yan. He was almost suppressed by the Yugong with a mountain.
But this time, Lu Bei would never make such a mistake.
"It can be seen that Lu Bei still holds a grudge against Lanyan Academy!"
"No, with his strength, he actually lost to a force from the human world in the knockout round. It's really embarrassing."
"This time the Fire Tribe should be able to regain their dignity. In the arena competition, the Fire Tribe's magical powers have a natural advantage. In my opinion, there is no suspense in the ending."
Under the arena, all forces also turned their attention.
Whether it is Lanyan Academy or the Fire Tribe among the seven upper tribes, they are all popular forces in this competition among all races.
Especially in the finals, this battle also involves the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe. The final outcome will have a chance to determine the final ranking.
"The only person in the field who has a chance to defeat Lu Bei in the arena is probably the one from the Temple of Destiny."
"As long as that one doesn't play, no one can be Lu Bei's opponent."
A peak saint-level disciple looked at Chen Feng with considerable fear, even with a touch of fear.
So far in the finals, Chen Feng has only played twice.
But the only two times he played, he faced extremely strong players.
One of them, even the top disciple of the ghost clan, has reached the peak of the holy level and has mastered two very powerful ghost clan magical powers.
But even such a person could not make a single move in Chen Feng's hands.
Cut it off with one sword, and all dharmas will disappear.
Chen Feng's power shocked everyone.
Although this was also the reason why he broke through to the imperial realm, in the competition between the ten thousand races, when he faced off against the saint-level disciples, he also suppressed his cultivation to the peak of the saint-level, but the result was still crushing.
This shows that Chen Feng was also very powerful when he was in the holy level.
"I am over-flattered!"
Hearing the compliments from everyone, Chen Feng pretended to be humble and bowed his hands.
It was just the smile on his face that gave him away.
Everyone shook their heads helplessly.
They felt that the Temple of Destiny was good at everything, but his demeanor of being a strong man was really lacking.
Even Chen Fan, who had just reached the peak of the Holy Saint level in the arena, was still a few steps ahead of Chen Feng in terms of temperament and demeanor.
Faced with the provocation of the Holy Son of the Fire Tribe, Chen Fan just stood there quietly, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and composed. Even if the Confucian awe-inspiring righteousness was not released, it was enough to make people feel heartbroken.
Not to mention anything else, this magnanimity alone makes many people secretly admire them. Even the accompanying elders of the Shangqi clan who have high eyesight have to sigh that these Confucian and Taoist monk disciples in Lanyan Academy are all extremely talented, and the most rare ones are It's still that state of mind that is difficult for disciples of the same level to achieve.
If it weren't for the competition between the ten thousand races that was not over yet, they wouldn't be able to do anything to avoid being told the truth. If not, they would lure them and recruit a few disciples from Lanyan Academy.
"You are young in grade, but you don't have any blood. You are more annoying than that Xiao Yan!"
He provoked many times, but his opponent didn't say a word, which made Lu Bei frown.
He put away his original joking expression and became serious.
The cynical look was just something he acted for outsiders to see. Since his opponent didn't accept this trick, there was no need for him to continue acting.
At this moment, the referee announced the start of the game.
Almost at the moment the referee's voice fell, both people on the ring had already made moves.
The surging fire-attribute spiritual energy gathered in front of Lu Bei, forming a long flaming giant snake, entrenched in front of him like a giant beast.
On the other side, Chen Fan also took out his pen and ink immediately.
The pen and ink fell and turned into black-armored soldiers, all standing in front of Chen Fan.
The next moment, the flame snake immediately spit out flames, and a terrifying high temperature rose above the ring.
The black-armored soldiers raised their black shields to block the flames.
"Flaming snake, explode!"
Seeing this scene, Lu Bei was not surprised.
If the opponent cannot even block such an attack, he is not qualified to be his opponent.
He squeezed the seal with his hand, and the flames that spewed out began to twist and deform, and exploded with a bang.
The impact caused by the squeezing of the flames immediately knocked those black-armored soldiers away.
The shock wave hadn't stopped yet, rushing towards Chen Fan's location.
"Zhi Ge!"
Chen Fan's expression didn't change at all, he just picked up the pen and wrote two words in the air.
The black pen and ink took shape in the air, instantly activating the power of the surrounding heaven and earth, forming a transparent light curtain.
The shock wave that was extremely powerful just now was easily blocked by the light curtain.
Lu Bei's attack did not stop there.
Everything he did just now was just a preparation for the next attack.
While the shock wave was being blocked, flames ignited one after another all over his body. These flames contained countless spiritual energy, changing with the changes in the seals in his hands, and finally formed a flaming sword.
Each handle carries the power of a peak holy strike.
The power of so many flaming swords fused together is not as simple as adding one plus one.
"A once injured emperor-level ferocious beast fell under my blow. You can see my blazing sword formation today. Even if you die, you will have no regrets."
Lu Bei smiled coldly and activated all the flaming swords without hesitation.
He originally said that he would torture Chen Fan, but it was just a way to deceive others.
If someone really believes that he is such a arrogant and careless person, he will pay the price with blood in the battle.
In battle, Lu Fei always has only one criterion, and that is to be the final winner.
Therefore, he will use all means to achieve victory.
The Fiery Sword Array was overwhelming, and the power it brought was already beyond what a holy monk could use.
The Fire Clan's skills and magical powers are so powerful. This is one of the reasons why the seven clans in the God Realm can stand firm for many years.
"Is this the strength of the Holy Son of the Seventh Clan? I feel that if I face that flaming sword formation, I have no other choice but to sacrifice my defensive magic weapon and wait for death."
"The gap between monks and monks is an insurmountable mountain!"
The disciples from all forces in the field were shocked. This was the strongest magical attack they had seen so far in the competition of all races.
How to defend against such a powerful attack?
When everyone was confused, Chen Fan gave them the answer.
He wrote again, and the word "Zhige" in the air immediately changed into the word "武".
