Chapter 3755: Victory Without Fighting

msuit photo What's so great about it, I have some too."He Shuangshuang, speaking in a huff, took out her phone and sent Ye Bufan a picture of herself in a bikini from her private collection on WeChat....Elder Han Fangcuo’s expression was terrifyingly grim as he looked at the people before him: “Are you sure you have no news”

"Elder, we've done everything we could, there's truly nothing to be found."

Standing before them were several individuals who served as the heads of the Han family's operations in Yuangu City. As the saying goes, "If someone is alive, you must see them; if they are dead, you must see their body." However, they had found neither a living person nor a corpse.

He had been busy for several days without finding Han Ling Duan or Han Ling Kuang, he didn't even eat or drink.

"Trash! All of you are trash!"

Losing two core disciples all at once enraged Han Fang.

"Originally, we had five members from the Han family competing, now there are only three left. How can we even compete like this"

Everyone present was bowing their heads and keeping silent, though they felt this wasn't their fault, no one dared to contradict the Elder at this moment.

"Elder, it's come to this. Getting angry won't help."

Han Lingce stepped forward, "Lingkuang's disappearance might be an accident, but Lingduan is definitely someone targeting our Han family."

"Damn it, if I find out who did this, I'll peel him alive, break his bones, and cut him into a thousand pieces!"

The Korean side is still very angry.

At this time, a disciple of the Han family stood up: "Elder, can we find someone to replace them We can just find any Immortal King from our Han family who could defeat those Ye kids."

"Don't be ridiculous, the list is up, the draw is done, and even the casinos have started taking bets."

"Are you out of your mind to suggest a change right now"

Turning to the disciple Han Fang, the master unleashed another torrent of roars, causing everyone else to quickly clamp their mouths shut.

After a brief silence, Han Ling stepped forward again. "Elder, the time for the competition is almost here. Although there are only three of us brothers left, we will definitely not disappoint the hopes of the Han family."

The Korean side took a deep breath, suppressing the anger in their hearts. He also knew that getting angry at this time was useless; they still had to finish the rest of the game.

"Let's go."

He took the Han family members away from the post station and headed to the training ground.

Ye Bufan has now brought his people into the schoolyard, attracting countless eyes along the way.

He was already a dark horse in the group stage, and his previous departure from Yuangu City had been making waves.

Now that it has suddenly appeared again, it naturally attracts the attention of others.

Inside the arena, the previously massive platform had been altered. After all, these things were all magical artifacts and could be changed at will.

Now, ten stages are set up in the center of the arena. They are much smaller than those used in the group stage before, but two-person duels are enough.

According to the previous rules, 100 people are divided into 50 groups, ten groups for each round, and five rounds to complete all the competitions.

Ye Bufan was just about to sit down with everyone when they ran into the Zhao family, who had come to watch the competition.

When enemies meet, their eyes flash with hatred. Zhao Xinfeng saw him and gritted his teeth in fury.

"Kid, I didn't expect you to come back. I'll see how you die at the hands of Han Ling Duan."

The other Zhao family members glared at him too, their eyes as if they were looking at a dead man.

In the hearts of these people, Ye Bufan's this battle was a fight to the death. If it weren't for the rules, he probably wouldn't even be able to keep his primordial spirit.

Ye Bufan looked at them with a slight smile: "What's going on Aren't you the audience What are you doing on the competition stage"

"Hurry back, that's where you belong."

His loud voice immediately caught the attention of countless people.

Suddenly, there was an uproar. This exposed a wound in the Zhao family's history. As one of the Seven Great Families, to only be able to watch from the stage was a huge shame.

"You... I'll watch how you die next!"

Zhao Xinfeng was so furious that his eyes were blazing, wishing he could rush forward and slap the other person to death.

But at this time, he dared not make a move, and could only leave with the disciples of the Zhao family angrily.

Ye Bufan and others returned to their seats. Time was short, and the top 100 competition officially began.

The crowd around was incredibly excited. For them, the group stage was just a prelude, the real strong players would only appear at this time.

Wuhua Daojun took a step forward, standing above the ten platforms. He reiterated the rules of the competition and then officially announced the start of the Hundred Strong Hegemony Tournament.

Following the previous order, the disciple ranked number one will choose platform number one, and disciple number one hundred will choose platform number one. Disciple number two will choose platform number two, and disciple number ninety-nine will choose platform number two. The rest will follow suit.

On receiving the starting signal, everyone rushed onto the stage.

Ye Bufan was also like that, his figure flashed and he went onto the No. 2 platform.

Amidst the cheers, others were also incredibly fast. In the blink of an eye, nine out of ten platforms on the stands were already occupied.

Only Ye Bufan remained on the stage, standing alone with no opponent coming up to challenge him.

Wuhua Daojun frowned and scanned the audience below: "Number two, Han Lingduan, a disciple of the Han family, come out quickly."

As soon as he spoke, everyone in the room fell silent.

Everyone is puzzled, in such an important match, why hasn't Han Ling Duan shown up yet.

Could it be that they were too arrogant, didn't take this opponent seriously, and therefore deliberately arrived late

The Si Fang Jian Pai and the Zhao family were more eager, although it wasn't their disciples who were fighting, but their gambling stakes were too high, so they were extremely concerned about this match.

Zhao Xinfeng sat there, already impatient. He wished Han Lingdu could take the stage and slap Ye Bufan into a pulp with one palm strike, that's what would be satisfying.

Now this situation was completely beyond his expectations. He waited for a long time but didn't see anyone. What on earth is going on

On the viewing platform, the elders of the three major sects all frowned. Wuhua Daojun even had a hint of displeasure, turning his head to look at Han Ping from the Han family.

"Elder Han, what's going on here If a disciple from your Han family doesn't step forward to fight, I will have to announce the results."

"Oh!"

The Korean side sighed deeply. He still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that Han Ling Duan could appear out of thin air at this critical moment, arrive in time, and fight for the Han family.

It seems everything is wishful thinking now, I've overthought everything. There's no other way but to say: "Honorable Daojun, my Han family disciple Han Ling Duan has suddenly disappeared. We concede this competition!"

As soon as he said that, the whole room erupted in an uproar.

You should know that this is Yuangu City. The safety of the participating disciples is highly guaranteed. How could they suddenly go missing

"My God, what's going on The disciples of the Han family have suddenly disappeared. How is that possible"

"Admitting defeat on the spot Doesn't that mean that kid named Ye didn't even move a finger and went straight to the next round That's too lucky, right"

"Damn the Han family, how could this be How could they surrender right away I bet on Han Ling Duan, my immortal crystals..."

After a brief silence, the scene erupted instantly. Some were stunned into silence, others buzzed with discussion, while some even started cursing outright.

The Han family conceded defeat. The faces of the Four Directions Sword Sect and the Zhao family were the most unsightly.

They had no mental preparation whatsoever, thinking this was a sure-win game, but ended up losing.

It doesn't matter if the Han family admits defeat, the key is that their casino will suffer the consequences, losing a large sum of fairy crystals.

Especially the Zhao family, they wished they could rush up and strangle Han Fang to death. They had bet three hundred million yuan at Wei's casino.

But there was no way around it; even with their immense resentment, they could only bear it. After all, Han Ling Duan had disappeared.ctor is coming, I wonder what kind of master he is from which school.The speaker was a rough-looking man, over 6 feet tall, with a large mustache. He was Lei Pojun, the son of the master of Baguazhang...