The people in the darkness were extremely shocked.
They could not imagine how Zhao Yufan was able to display the Flame Divine Sword within a few seconds.
As members of the Tiandao Sect who owned the Flame Divine Sword, they felt even more ashamed.
"Do you understand?"
Zhao Yufan looked at Zhou Hai and asked.
Zhou Hai thought carefully and said hesitantly: "I understand a little."
Zhao Yufan blinked, looked down at the iron sword in his hand, and said: "Practice the basics first, and then practice the Flame Divine Sword."
Zhou Hai suddenly realized that what Zhao Yufan meant was that his basic skills were not good.
Although he always thought that his basic skills were very good, since Zhao Yufan said it, he would continue to work hard, "Thank you.
Why are you helping me?"
Zhao Yufan raised the corners of his mouth and said casually: "You have a good character."
Looking at his back as he turned to leave, Zhou Hai stood frozen on the spot, a little speechless.
Did he just give the advice because he was a good character?
That night, everyone remembered a flash of fiery red.
It was a sword that Zhao Yufan performed in a few seconds and after flipping through three pages of a book.
The power of this sword was not very strong, but it was enough to leave a deep impression on everyone.
This sword was like a woodcutter who suddenly realized a unique sword technique, which caused a violent impact on people's hearts.
It was only tonight that everyone understood how strong Zhao Yufan's martial arts skills were.
The night was getting darker, and the lights in Zhao Yufan's room were still on.
Today's use of the Flame Divine Sword gave him a new understanding of martial arts.
Perhaps when performing martial arts, not only could it be accompanied by flames, but it could also be accompanied by the power of ice and thunder.
In the early morning, the fog surrounded me, and there were some more footprints around the elm trees.
Today is the college competition.
As the leader of the Deacon Hall, Zhao Yufan must rush to the management area as soon as possible to arrange protection tasks.
Because the area near the arena is the most important place, the Deacon Hall has dispatched 200 deacons to follow Zhao Yufan's orders at any time.
He scattered one hundred and fifty deacons around, leaving fifty deacons in reserve.
The fog has not dissipated yet, and there is still a hint of chill in the air.
Originally, not many people would show up at this time, but because of the academy competition, tens of thousands of people gathered at this time.
Near the ring, there was a sea of people, and the sound of quarrels could be heard from time to time, just like a lively market, but this was not a market after all, and it was impossible to keep the noise going.
Zhao Yufan didn't want any problems to occur in the area he managed, so he had to warn the onlookers in advance.
Flying to the ring, he slowly looked around at everyone, saw the chaotic scene below, frowned slightly, and shouted: "Everyone, be quiet first."
Tens of thousands of people gathered together.
It’s not easy to achieve complete silence.
His words were like a silver needle dropped into the sea, causing no waves.
The noise of the crowd had already covered his words.
Looking at the sky with frowning eyebrows, Zhao Yufan cast a killing curse and roared: "Shut up, everyone!"
The roaring sound was like cold water, splashing on everyone's heads.
Everyone was shocked and looked towards the ring, followed by an even louder noise.
"Why are you shouting when you are sick?"
"Scared me, you idiot."
"Get off here, who do you think you are?"
Zhao Yufan did not expect the scene in front of him.
He looked very embarrassed.
Fortunately, there was no one he knew here.
If it's too soft, then it'll be hard, he thought, and cast the killing curse again, but this time the power of the killing curse reached its extreme, "Shut up."
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This roar was not cold water, but a huge wave.
The overwhelming sound echoed in the sky, like sharp blades piercing the eardrums.
Almost instantly, the scene suddenly became quiet.
This roar was so terrifying that hundreds of onlookers close to the ring fainted, and thousands of people behind fell down.
They looked timidly at the young man on the ring, not knowing what he wanted to do.
"Mark my words, this is a college competition, you must be quiet when you should be quiet."
Zhao Yufan glanced at everyone indifferently, cast a killing curse, and asked sternly: "Do you understand?"
The killing curse came out again, some people vomited blood, some people fainted directly, and some people fell to the ground.
The scene was a mess, but it was strangely quiet.
The injured people were carried down for treatment, while the uninjured people talked quietly, but their voices were obviously much lower than before.
Zhao Yufan nodded with satisfaction and said earnestly: "During the competition, there will be countless strong people present.
Since you come to watch, you must respect these strong people.
You can cheer for them, cheer for them, and you can also comment.
Everyone, you should know when to speak and when not to speak.
I hope you can cooperate with me, otherwise don’t blame me for being rude. " In the fearful eyes of everyone, Zhao Yufan slowly disappeared from the ring.
Seeing the fierce young man leaving, everyone started making noise again, but the sound was obviously reduced to a minimum.
The college competition was held at half past eight, but before eight o'clock, everyone started to arrive.
At this time, hundreds of thousands of people had gathered near the arena, and the noisy sound almost spread throughout the entire academy.
They watched a powerful man from the Zimang Empire appear, and the sound became louder and louder.
Originally, many strong people enjoyed this feeling very much, but when the sound kept lingering in their ears, they finally became a little impatient.
The college teacher walked among the crowd and warned everyone to speak quietly.
Everyone nodded in agreement, but after the teacher left, they still went their own way.
The noisy sound is like flies buzzing, making people feel upset and irritated.
The situation seems a bit out of control, but speaking is a kind of freedom, and it is impossible to force everyone to shut up.
It was almost half past eight, and it would be extremely embarrassing if these people were still noisy when the dean came on the stage to speak.
In previous years, ordinary people were not allowed to watch the martial arts competitions in the academy.
Naturally, the academies did not dare to publicize the competition loudly when watching the martial arts competitions.
However, this year there were tens of thousands more civilians, so the scene became a bit complicated.
Zhao Yufan had just arrived near the ring and saw that the scene was as chaotic as ants moving.
He frowned slightly and wanted to stop it.
After walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and thought about it.
He was only responsible for safety.
No matter how noisy the people around him were, There is no need for him to manage at all.
In this case, he folded his arms with peace of mind and watched the fun.
The time is now 8:20.
If the noisy voices are not silenced, the only option is to postpone the duel.
However, delaying the duel is not the outcome that everyone wants to see.
However, who can make the noisy voices stop?
Maybe only the strong can come forward, but as strong men, there are some things that can be handled, and some things cannot be handled.
For this matter, strong men are not suitable.
Come forward
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