The Fourth Elder pulled out a set of night clothes from his interspatial ring and tossed them to Lan Ye. "Wear a black hat to cover your forehead and a black scarf to cover your face. No one will see the words on your face!"
Those five people... The Fourth Elder thought about it and felt that if he really revealed them, he would lose all face!
But the most important thing now is the round of 16!
Lan Yu had a sad face and hesitated, "Dad...is this word really okay?"
"What could be the problem? Absolutely no problem!" The fourth elder directly and forcefully helped Lan Lu put on the black clothes, and then led the way over.
The referee naturally knew the Fourth Elder and Lan Ye. Seeing that he had covered his face, he couldn't help but ask, "What's going on?"
The fourth elder said angrily, "My face is allergic and covered with pimples. I didn't want to scare others, so I covered it myself."
This excuse, to be honest... does work.
Anyway, masters all have weird tempers, and the referee didn’t think it was a big deal, so he let Lan Yan into the field.
Lan Lu stood majestically on the stage, exuding a strong fighting spirit!
That powerful posture is like a cold sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed!
Many people were discussing the matter below the stage.
"What's going on, Lan Yan? Why are you covering your head and looking confused?"
"I heard it's an allergy on my face."
"Allergic? Could it be that he's afraid he can't win, so he changed people? The person on the stage might not be Lan Li."
"It's hard to say, but we'll find out once the battle begins. The Fourth Elder's unique skill is the Clear Sky Illusionary Wind Record, and Lan Ye has inherited all of his father's true teachings!"
Just as everyone was talking, a graceful figure walked up, walked to the fighting stage, and stood opposite Lan Li.
At this moment, Lan Lu saw Su Luo as if he saw an enemy, with cold anger flashing in his eyes!
He pointed at Su Luo and solemnly swore, "I, Lan Ye, will kill you today!"
Su Luo's eyes curled slightly and she smiled faintly: "Really?"
Lan Ye remembered the hateful words on his face and said bitterly, "No matter who is behind you, no matter how powerful that person is, I, Lan Ye, will defeat you fair and square! You will know that all conspiracies and tricks are useless in the face of absolute strength!"
Su Luo shrugged: "Okay, I hope you don't collapse and run away like those people before. Alas, I haven't had a good fight to show my strength until now, which is really a pity."
At this moment, the referee announced the official start of the game.
At this time, the clan leader who was sitting in the best viewing position frowned slightly: This Lan Yan is so tactless, he dares to go on stage even in such a state.
Lan Ye has the strength of a peak two-star god, while Su Luo has the strength of an eight-star feathered god. The sect leader feels that Su Luo will definitely not be able to withstand a punch from Lan Ye, so at this time, he, as the mastermind behind the scenes, has to take action again.
At this moment, after saying these harsh words, Lan Ye sneered!
Lan Ye’s most proud secret weapon is his father’s Haotian Huanfenglu!
As a wind elemental mage, at this moment, a stream of spiritual energy swirled out from his body, condensing into a cold and murderous gale!
This strong wind rotates around Lan Lu's body, and its strength increases with each rotation!
By the time it rotated to the tenth week, the murderous aura of Gangfeng had reached its peak!
Just as Lan Ye was about to use his most powerful move, the Overlord Wind Hand, to attack Su Luo...
suddenly--
This extremely powerful gale actually exploded above his head!
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