The remaining three blood exchange stage warriors are Zhou Fan, Wang Liang, and one named Wu Xinze.

"There is still one place left, but you have three people, so what do you do?" said an aristocratic family steward.

"What's so difficult about this, Brother Wu, you and I are equal in strength. Whoever wins or loses may be the two of them. It will inevitably hurt the harmony. If one of us competes with Zhou Fan this year, if he loses, Then let Zhou Fan go, if we win, we will cast lots to decide who goes, what do you think?" Wang Liang thought about it and said to Wu Xinze.

"Yes." Wu Xinze nodded in approval of this statement. He and Wang Liang's strengths are almost the same. A hard fight might turn into a life-and-death battle, which is not good. It is better to cast lots and see luck.

"Then let me come and meet the youngest fighter in Tang Street." Wang Liang glanced at Zhou Fan who said nothing, his eyes were cold, "I don't think Brother Wu will **** this from me. Bar?"

"Whatever." Wu Xinze just smiled at this.

Even though Wu Gaoxuan had said that Zhou Fan's strength was higher than him, Wang Liang scoffed at it, he didn't believe it at all, and even doubted in his heart whether Zhou Fan's strength had reached the blood exchange stage?

"Are you quitting by yourself, or do you want to compete with me?" Wang Liang stood up and said to Zhou Fan.

Wu Gaoxuan sneered in his heart, and really didn't know whether to live or die.

"Then let's have a contest." Zhou Fan said calmly.

The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving a wide space for Zhou Fan and Wang Liang.

Because of the Qiqiao Dan, Wang Liangxin despised Zhou Fan, but he didn't dare to be too careless. He took the long spear that he used frequently.

With the spear in his hand, the fighting spirit in his heart immediately became strong, and the infuriating energy in his body poured into the spear, and then with a flick of it, nine spear flowers stabbed towards Zhou Fan nearby.

The nine large black flowers blooming in the air were dazzling and sharp, and the true energy diffused in the air, completely blocking Zhou Fan in all directions. This was the unique skill of Wang Liang.

He was wondering how Zhou Fan would hide?

Zhou Fan didn't hide, his sword was only unsheathed when the spear flower approached, and the piercing light of the sword slashed across.

There was a ding sound when the sword and gun collided, and the majestic True Qi on the rusty knife instantly crushed and destroyed the long spear's True Qi.

The spears in Wang's hands were too shaken by the huge force that followed, and the spears flew upside down and slanted into the mud behind him.

But Wang Liang stood motionless because he dared not move.

The blade of the Rusted Knife was at his throat.

A rust knife is not sharp, but a person's throat is more fragile. In the hands of a blood-changing martial artist, let alone a rust knife, even if a straw is infused with True Qi, it can easily pierce his neck.

The audience was silent for a while, even if Wang Liang was not very powerful among the blood exchange stage warriors, but they lost with just one move. The end of the battle was far beyond their imagination.

Liu Kanshu's eyes lit up, and Zhou Fan was as powerful as he thought.

The only thing that wasn't too surprising was Wu Gaoxuan, he already knew how terrifying Zhou Fan's strength was.

Zhou Fan moved his blade away and said lightly, "I accept it."

Wang Liang's face flushed, but he knew that he had lost, and he lost so thoroughly that even the spear was slashed into the air, which left him speechless.

Even the blood exchange stage warriors who were present knew in their hearts that this would happen because Wang Liang's True Qi attached to the spear was instantly suppressed, otherwise the huge strength would not be able to take the opportunity to fly the spear.

However, this can also prove that Zhou Fan is not only a blood-changing martial artist, but also very strong. They are all vaguely thinking that what Wu Gaoxuan said before was not necessarily bragging about Zhou Fan, but true.

At least they couldn't defeat Wang Liang with one blow, so they looked at Zhou Fan with respect and fear.

"What do you think?" Zhou Fan looked at Wu Xinze, another blood exchange martial artist.

"Brother Wang said before that if he wins, I will win, but now if he loses, I will lose." Wu Xinze said with a strong smile.

Only then did Zhou Fan retract the knife and return it to its sheath, and he easily won the last spot.

When everyone came over, their faces returned to calm, but those aristocratic family stewards and businessmen all looked at Liu Kanshu with some envy.

Because they all know that Liu Kanshu has been very close to Zhou Fan in the past few days. This Liu Kanshu has really vicious eyes. Obviously, he already knew how powerful Zhou Fan was, and he deliberately complied with Zhou Fan. Just fell short.

Being able to befriend such a powerful exchange-level warrior has only advantages and no disadvantages.

Liu Kanshu was also triumphant in his heart.

But the premise is to solve the problems in the lotus pond.

Everyone restrained their minds and began to discuss the details of the ship tomorrow.

After the discussion was over, the crowd dispersed.

Soon the people on Si'antang Street received news that excited them. Tomorrow, the blood-changing warriors will form four corpse teams to go to Liantang to clear the danger that affects the ship.

The next day, the banks of the lotus pond in Tang Street were full of people, cheering for the blood-changing warriors who left the ship.

Twenty blood exchange stage warriors joined forces, such a powerful combat power made them full of confidence!

Zhou Fan's five blood-changing warriors quickly boarded a boat prepared by a businessman and aristocratic family steward, said goodbye to the people on the shore, and rowed into the lotus pond.

As soon as they entered the lotus pond, the noise of the outside world was immediately cut off, and Zhou Fan and the five looked around with vigilance.

The guy on the boat also turned around and looked around.

The green pond was as calm as death, reflecting the emerald green lotus leaves.

They didn't find anything.

After confirming that there was no danger, the exchange-level warrior who was in charge of rowing did not drive the boat to Area B, he went along the left side of Area A.

Zhou Fan, the four martial artists who did not row a boat, stared coldly around them.

Because they are very strong, the boat is also rowed very fast.

It only took a stick of incense for the boat to stop in a water surface in District A.

"It seems that we came first." Wu Gaoxuan said with a light smile.

It didn't take long for the three ships to slowly appear in their field of vision.

These three ships are naturally the blood-changing warriors of the three banks of the southwest and north~lightnovelpub.net~ The four ships are not too close, but maintain a certain distance.

Because if there are too many people in the lotus pond, strange and unpredictable things are likely to happen. Even if the four ships are all blood-changing warriors, they insist on keeping a distance.

The four ships exchange blood stage warriors are each standing on their own boats and bowing to each other.

Then they kept a proper distance and swiped in the direction of Zone B.

Every ship keeps a distance, because of the lotus stems, sometimes two adjacent ships may not be able to see each other.

But they had anticipated such a situation.

When they communicated with each other yesterday, they had circled a dozen clear meeting points on the map. Even if one of them was temporarily invisible, the direction they were heading would not be wrong.

And no matter which ship, once an abnormal situation is found, it will immediately launch a signal bomb to notify the other three ships, so that the other three ships can come over in time.