His meaning was clear.
If he met Lu Lan in the elimination round, he could easily eliminate him.
As for the extraordinary strength that Lu Lan had previously demonstrated?
He doesn't take it seriously at all.
Coming from Xuanyang Pavilion, he is so confident.
Hearing this, Lu Lan raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of his mouth.
"I'm lucky to have met someone like you."
Xu Qizhao's face suddenly darkened and his eyes became extremely cold.
"What do you mean?"
"Nothing. I'm lucky to have met an opponent like you who can be easily defeated."
Can you win easily?
Xu Qizhao's heart was filled with anger, and the smile on his face was full of coldness:
"Heh...it seems you don't know what it means that there are always people better than you..."
"Originally, I didn't want you to lose so quickly... but now, I'm going to make you lose as badly as possible!"
Yuan Lang, who had been paying attention to this side, saw the strong smell of gunpowder between the two and immediately shouted:
"Battle Platform No. 10, we can begin!"
The words had just fallen.
Xu Qizhao, a disciple of Xuanyang Pavilion, actually rushed towards Lu Lan first!
His tongue uttered spring thunder, and his fingers formed a sword. A golden sword aura emerged from his hand, piercing through the air and slashing directly at Lu Lan's arm!
In the Hundred Sects Ranking Tournament, as long as no one is killed, even if heavy-handed, there will be no consequences.
He wanted to cut off one of Lu Lan's arms and make Lu Lan bear the consequences of looking down on him!
The sound of sword energy piercing through the air was heard, and a sneer appeared on Lu Lan's lips.
The sound of wind and thunder under his feet suddenly resounded on the battlefield, and the whole person disappeared in an instant!
"Humph! Do you think you can escape?!"
Xu Qizhao snorted coldly, and swung the golden sword energy in a circle. The sharp sword power was released, covering all directions around Xu Qizhao.
However, no blood was seen splattering.
“!!”
Xu Qizhao's expression suddenly changed.
The next moment.
A foot suddenly appeared from above and kicked him hard in the nose!
The bridge of his nose was kicked crooked and blood splattered all over the ground!
Xu Qizhao was also thrown out and fell to the edge of the fighting platform, almost falling down.
Lu Lan fell to the ground from the air, with a sarcastic smile still on his lips.
"As expected, a scum like you can't even touch a hair on my head!"
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