Ning Fan nodded slightly.
"Call me Sword God, Fist Saint."
Xu Ben was stunned for a while.
"Hold!"
As they were talking, several people rushed towards them.
In the eyes of many people, their attire...
What an idiot!
In the whole audience, these two people are definitely the easiest to kill!
Ning Fan drew out the iron sword that was not easy to use.
Xu Ben raised his bandaged fist...
Ten minutes later.
"Count!"
Ning Fan shouted in a low voice.
"one!"
"two!"
“…”
"eight!"
When the eighth person finished reporting, Ning Fan nodded in satisfaction: "That's enough."
After saying that, Ning Fan opened the door and said loudly to the outside: "The assessment is over!"
Soon, several guards entered the room.
When they saw the scene in the room, they were stunned.
They are accustomed to such tragic scenes.
But the problem is, isn’t this speed too fast?
In just ten minutes, a brawl involving hundreds of people was over?
What made the guards feel even more strange was...
Except for the Sword God and the Fist Saint, the remaining eight survivors were standing neatly against the wall as punishment!
Everyone was facing the wall, pressing their foreheads against it...
“You, you guys…”
The guard looked at Ning Fan and Xu Ben.
"There are exactly ten left."
Ning Fan said calmly, "Just checked."
The guards looked at each other.
"Have you finished the exam?"
Ning Fan asked again: "If it passes, we will leave first. My brother is hungry."
The guard nodded woodenly: "You passed..."
"Walk."
Ning Fan led the way directly through the middle of the guards.
The guards watched the two men leave.
At this moment, they had the same idea in their minds.
perhaps……
The name of the Sword God and the Fist Saint...
Soon it will resound throughout the blood show!
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