When everyone saw Zhang Fan, they immediately started to talk.

"I'll go, an eighteen-year-old warrior!"

"This...is so terrifying, the 18-year-old warrior, this... hasn't appeared in the entire history, right?"

"Sima Dashan is so genius, he is also a junior warrior who was promoted to the age of twenty-eight. He was a full ten years earlier than Sima Dashan!"

"Just just now, Wu Yue was a 25-year-old junior warrior. He was already very talented. This guy was only eighteen years old and he was actually a junior warrior!"

"this……

Of course, someone soon expressed doubts.

"Impossible, how could there be an eighteen-year-old warrior?!"

"This must be fed from the potion."

"Yes. Others have been practicing for three years, and they are just level 5 and level 6 quasi-warriors. Even if they are genius, they are level 7 and level 8 quasi-warriors. This guy has reached the primary level of warriors directly. If they are not fed with potions, I will eat my baba."

"A person like this, although he looks very high in level, is actually just a piece of paper when he comes to the stage. Now he is facing an intermediate warrior, so just wait to be abused."

"Yes, if he is not abused, my surname is not Liu."

The students in the Zhazhao class stopped doing anything when they heard the discussions of the people around them.

Especially the four famous young masters, Xie Yuange and Huo Juxiong, were about to go up and fight.

It was Ling Xiao who stopped them.

They shouted, "Master's wife, why are you stopping us? You are not angry at all when you hear these guys?"

Ling Xiao said, "Believe me, I'm more angry than you. But we don't need to care about them at all, but think about it, wouldn't it be even more satisfying to see their extremely shocked expression later?"

Everyone understood after hearing this.

Everyone smiled suddenly.

They really don't have to do anything, just look at the expressions of these guys at that time.

When the people around saw these little guys first rushed up to fight, then laughed nervously, and they were all confused.

"Are you crazy?"

"I don't know whose child it is, but I come here to make a fuss."

"Don't worry about them, watch the game."

At the same time, on the ring, Charles Inoue didn't even look at Zhang Fan in a direct eyes.

He doesn't take ordinary junior warriors seriously, let alone a warrior fed with potions.

The referee also seemed a little careless when he stood in the center of the ring.

There is no suspense in such a game.

He believed that when the game began, it was the end.

This Zhang Fan will undoubtedly be instantly killed by Inoue Charles.

The only thing he has to do is to announce the beginning and the end.

Seeing that both players were ready, the referee immediately said, "The game begins."

call out--

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure flew out.

He flew out more than fifty meters away and landed outside the ring.

"I'll go, so fast!"

"It was blown away with one punch!"

"That's natural. Do intermediate warriors need other moves to deal with a primary medicine jar?"

Mochou also sneered.

Sure enough, Zhang Fan, the primary warrior fed by the potion, did not even hold on for half a second in front of the opponent's intermediate warrior.

The referee also shook his head slightly and began to announce the results of the game.

He raised the hand of the person next to him and said, "The winner of this game is: Inoue Charles!"

However, after saying that, I found that everyone on the scene was looking at me.

He was slightly stunned. Is there something wrong?

I read all over myself, nothing is wrong.

Confused, he looked at the contestant next to him again.

After seeing this, I was stunned!
Chapter completed!