Lin Fan's arrogant laughter echoed in the canyon like thunder, which not only made Song Atom feel endless humiliation and despair, but also deeply shocked the hearts of all human monks.
They originally had high hopes for Song Atom, thinking that he could win glory for the human race, but they never expected that he would lose so quickly and miserably.
The human monks were silent, their faces full of shock and loss. They never dreamed that Song Atom, who was usually extremely powerful, would be so vulnerable to Lin Fan that he could not even fight back.
This sudden blow made them feel extremely frustrated and powerless. They began to doubt their own strength, and even began to doubt whether the human race could really compete with the monks from the upper world.
This atmosphere of silence and depression quickly spread among the entire human monks.
At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly turned around and shot his gaze like a knife at Li Changsheng on the viewing platform.
His eyes were filled with strong murderous intent, as if he wanted to devour Li Changsheng. This sudden killing intent made Li Changsheng's heart freeze.
Li Changsheng immediately sensed the murderous intention directed at him. However, he couldn't help but feel strange in his heart. He had no personal grudge against Lin Fan. There had never been any intersection between the two, let alone any deep hatred.
If there is any grudge, it can only be said to be a grudge between the two clans. Why did Lin Fan suddenly have such a strong murderous intention towards him? Li Changsheng couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
Lin Fan looked at Li Changsheng with a contemptuous smile on his face, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.
Immediately afterwards, he raised Song Atom's Nascent Soul in his hand. The Nascent Soul struggled in his hands, but could not escape.
This action was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of all the human monks hard.
Then, Lin Fan suddenly threw Song Atom's Nascent Soul towards the viewing platform where the monks from the upper realm were. This move was like a spark falling into dry firewood, instantly igniting the emotions of the monks in the upper world.
They roared and roared, as if they wanted to release all the excitement and fanaticism in their hearts.
"Lin Fan! Lin Fan! Lin Fan!" The entire upper realm monks' viewing platform were shouting Lin Fan's name in unison. The sound was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami, deafening, conveying their admiration and awe for Lin Fan.
At this moment, Lin Fan already existed like a god in their hearts.
Li Changsheng witnessed all this, his brows furrowed deeply, and there was a hint of uneasiness and vigilance in his eyes. Lin Fan's actions just now were undoubtedly a demonstration to him.
In the previous life-and-death battle, Li Changsheng had lifted the upper realm monk's Nascent Soul high like this, and then threw it to the viewing platform, which caused great sensation and shock.
And now, he repeated this move again, obviously deliberately provoking and humiliating Li Changsheng and the entire human monk camp.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Li Changsheng's mind, and he thought of a possibility - maybe in the previous life-and-death battle, there was some unknown connection between the upper-world monk he killed and Lin Fan. connect.
As soon as this idea came up, it set off a huge wave in his heart.
Li Changsheng sneered in his heart, and he felt that everything was beginning to become clearer.
Lin Fan's previous actions, whether it was his contemptuous smile or his provocative behavior of throwing Nascent Soul towards the viewing platform, all hinted at something to him. Now, this conjecture seems to have a reasonable explanation.
At this moment, when Li Changsheng looked at Lin Fan again, his eyes were filled with strong murderous intent.
He knew that there was an irresolvable hatred between himself and Lin Fan. No matter what, he must find a way to get rid of this serious trouble, otherwise there will be endless troubles.
Li Changsheng stared at Lin Fan's back as he left the stage of life and death, his eyes burning brightly, knowing that he was about to face an unprecedented fierce battle.
He was not in a hurry to go on stage, but used the time of burning incense to dispel all the distracting thoughts in his heart.
When Li Changsheng's eyes suddenly opened, their eyes flashed with light as sharp as a knife. He is fully prepared and waiting for the next life and death battle to come.
At this moment, Li Changsheng was like an unsheathed sword, its edge sharply exposed.
And just when Li Changsheng was holding his breath and concentrating, fully prepared for the upcoming life-and-death battle, he suddenly caught the figures of Wang Qingshui and Ding Zhiqiu out of the corner of his eye.
The two people gathered together, seeming to be whispering and discussing something important.
What made Li Changsheng even more confused was that during the conversation, Wang Qingshui and Ding Zhiqiu looked up from time to time in the direction where he and Taoist Wuchen were, with an inexplicable light shining in their eyes.
This behavior made both Li Changsheng and Taoist Wuchen feel a little puzzled.
They didn't know what Wang Qingshui and Ding Zhiqiu were plotting, but they were certain that this matter must have some connection with them.
This unclear situation made the already tense atmosphere even more solemn and depressing. Li Changsheng and Taoist Wuchen looked at each other, and both saw deep worry and vigilance in each other's eyes.
After a moment, Ding Zhiqiu broke the silence, and walked in front of Li Changsheng and Taoist Wuchen with steady steps.
The smile of the past was gone on his face, replaced by a serious and dignified look. He took a deep breath, as if he was about to say something important.
Arriving in front of the two of them, Ding Zhiqiu took a deep breath and said solemnly: "After our discussion, it has been decided that Taoist Wuchen will be the first to appear in the next life-and-death battle."
When Ding Zhiqiu said this, he paused and glanced at Taoist Wuchen, as if confirming the other party's reaction.
"With Taoist Wuchen's strength, it shouldn't be a problem to win this match."
Ding Zhiqiu continued, his tone revealing his trust and expectation for Taoist Wuchen, "This way we can ensure that we advance to the next round."
Li Changsheng and Taoist Wuchen both nodded slightly when they heard this. They understood Ding Zhiqiu's intentions and the responsibilities and pressure they shouldered.
Taoist Wuchen stepped forward and expressed his willingness to take the lead in fighting for the team's victory and meet the next life and death challenge.
Ding Zhiqiu keenly observed the reactions of Li Changsheng and Taoist Wuchen, and was very satisfied when he saw the firmness and determination in their eyes.
He nodded gently, which was a silent support and encouragement to the two, and then turned back to his seat and waited for the next game.
After Taoist Wuchen briefly greeted Li Changsheng, he walked towards the platform of life and death with firm steps. His figure looked particularly tall and majestic under the gaze of everyone.
At this moment, the doubts in Li Changsheng's heart finally dissipated, and he completely understood why Ding Zhiqiu made the decision to let Taoist Wuchen appear first. It turns out that they were afraid that they would lose the life-and-death battle if they took the field.
Ding Zhiqiu and Wang Qingshui obviously believed that if Li Changsheng was allowed to play first, once he lost the game, the entire human race monks would lose the chance to continue fighting and be directly eliminated.
Therefore, they decided to send Taoist Wuchen to fight first. In this way, as long as Wuchen Taoist can win the game, the human monk team can successfully enter the next round and retain the hope of continuing to compete for victory.
