178: The advertising effect is great!
“Zhi Yi, did the Gu you placed on Luo Fan not work?”
“He is a Rank 60 Professional, after all. Gu aren't omnipotent.”
“Alright, then we'll just have to bite the bullet and fight ~”
Five minutes after the match information was announced, three graceful figures appeared on the arena.
Chu Mengxuan, He Zhiyi, and Ye Qiuning entered, wearing the Rank 35 sets of equipment Gu Yu had prepared for them.
All three sets were Blue-grade, with varying attribute focuses, but their appearance inherited Qin Yang's preferences: form-fitting, leg-baring, black stockings... Coupled with the three women's already outstanding looks, their entrance instantly ignited the atmosphere of the arena.
“Holy cow, what kind of divine team is this? Their looks and figures are maxed out!”
“Gentlemen, draw your swords, they're all my wives.”
“There are three of them here, can't we just split them? I'll claim that Sword Immortal.”
“The one with the first love face is a Gu Master, right? I choose her, I like the contrast of a hidden dark side.”
“In that case, I'll reluctantly choose the well-endowed Fist Master...”
“Hey, hey! Are you all crazy? You dare to claim Qin Yang's main wife? Aren't you afraid of your bodies ending up in the sewers?”
In the audience, a group of male Professionals had hearts in their eyes, all claiming their “wives.”
The competition host also seized this opportunity to start broadcasting advertisements:
“Hero Professionals, choose the Hero Great Guild. Welcome to the Yangzhou station of the Global Professional League, exclusively sponsored by the Guild Leader, Dragon Pavilion Guild. Dragon Pavilion Guild, a twenty-year-old major company, with industries spanning potions, forging, real estate... High welfare benefits, starting annual salary of 300,000 Crystal Coin with no upper limit, and training from veteran Professionals upon joining...”
“For a job, choose Dragon Pavilion Guild!”
“Where do I sign up! I'm going back to resign and switch jobs!”
A continuous 40-second advertisement, with various fraudulent high-paying benefits, combined with the beauty effect, directly hyped up the Professionals present, who clamored to join Dragon Pavilion Guild.
“This Dragon Pavilion really knows how to do business, this wave of advertising is...”
“Qin Feng's strength isn't great, but he's a business genius. Without him, Qin Chuan wouldn't have been able to grow the Guild so large in 20 years.”
Wang Muba, Guild Leader and Li Lin, Guild Leader discussed.
In their hearts, Dragon Pavilion Guild was like a great mountain, pressing down on them for too long.
Luo Fan, however, smiled: “No matter, once I defeat those three, this wave of advertising will be a wedding dress for our Yansheng Division.”
Saying that, he transformed into a red light and flew towards the arena.
Hearing this, Wang Muba, Guild Leader and Li Lin, Guild Leader exchanged a smile.
“That makes sense! There's always a higher mountain; no matter how big Dragon Pavilion Guild is, can it be bigger than the legion-level Yansheng Division?”
“This wave of advertising from Dragon Pavilion is basically for Yansheng Division!”
Qin Yang heard all these words.
He pondered for a moment, then decided to let the two see what it meant to be crushed by a mountain.
With a light tap of his finger, a sound transmission talisman appeared in his hand.
“The advertising effect is good, let them show off a few more moves, then I'll wrap things up.”
...Above the arena,
Luo Fan had already arrived in front of the three women.
“Sorry, I'm in a hurry. You all come at me together.”
The three women did not respond, only exchanged glances.
Immediately, He Zhiyi retreated, floating off the arena.
Following that, another phantom slowly emerged.
It was a young girl dressed in light gauze, her entire body enveloped in moonlight, none other than Sword Spirit Hui Yue.
Luo Fan frowned and asked, “Are you bringing in a substitute?”
Chu Mengxuan and Ye Qiuning naturally ignored Luo Fan, both taking up their stances.
Luo Fan shook his head and laughed: “It's the same no matter who comes. To defeat you, I only need three moves!”
Saying that, he summoned a blood-red long saber, with black Qi swirling around it and red lightning flashing.
As the long saber appeared, waves of Qi rippled across the arena.
Anyone with an eye could tell this was a Purple-grade weapon.
Luo Fan twirled the saber, pointing its tip at the three women in front of him, and laughed: “This saber is named 'Dragon Slayer', six feet long, weighing a hundred catties...”
Buzz!
Before Luo Fan could finish showing off,
A sword cry rang out!
Only to see towering silver flames surging forward, obscuring the sky.
Luo Fan's spirit suddenly shook.
As the silver flames approached, he clearly felt his Mental Energy dropping, and immediately realized that these flames were a Mental attack.
As a combat Professional whose main attack was weapons, Luo Fan's Mental attribute was not particularly high.
He hastily retreated, then gripped his saber with both hands, trying to condense Saber Qi to disperse the flames.
And at this moment, another white stream of light, breaking through the silken silver flames, rushed towards him.
Luo Fan's saber stance was lowered, making it impossible to block in the first instant. He could only rely on his high agility to dodge to the side.
“Whoosh!”
The white stream of light grazed Luo Fan's cheek, and as it flew behind him, it flashed, transforming into the figure of a woman.
“Moonlight Slash!”
The woman formed a sword-finger gesture, unleashing a crescent-shaped arc of light that struck Luo Fan squarely in the back.
Boom!
The silver flames bloomed like a lotus.
Luo Fan was sent flying from within, rolling on the ground in an extremely disheveled manner before propping himself up with his long saber.
At this moment, he was utterly astonished.
Those silver flames had the ability to burn the spirit, a true damage that could not be resisted no matter how much Physique one had.
The crescent-shaped attack just now, though it didn't wound him, significantly reduced his Mental Energy, and his head was buzzing.
Luo Fan shook his head, trying to clear it.
Who knew, another high-pitched Dragon roar rang out!
Luo Fan suddenly looked up, and a massive fist was reflected in his eyes.
Bang!
The fist struck Luo Fan directly in the face.
Even with the protection of the Formation shield, his facial features distorted.
The immense power of the Dragon Soul sent him flying dozens of meters away.
His body bounced more than ten times across the arena like a skipping stone.
“Holy crap! What the hell?”
“Is that really Luo Fan?”
“A Rank 60 getting sent flying by a Rank 36? This must be fake, right?”
“It's not fake at all. Did you hear that Dragon roar just now? That's an Epic-grade Professional, a Dragon Fist Master! Anyone below Grandmaster Tier who takes a punch will get that kind of effect.”
“Good heavens, the people from Dragon Pavilion Guild are a bit impressive...”
Seeing this scene, exclamations erupted from the audience.
What happened to ending the battle in three moves?
How come after three moves, you, Luo Fan, were beaten to a pulp?
So, you meant three moves to finish yourself?
“Speaking of which, could it be that he saw women and couldn't even hold his saber steady?”
“I feel like he's not as strong as I imagined...”
The audience was abuzz with discussion. Some questioned whether Luo Fan was holding back, and even more directly questioned his strength.
A difference of over twenty Ranks, yet he was still getting thrashed around on the ground?
Does he even know how to play?
Only Qin Yang knew how wronged Luo Fan was.
That combo attack just now was specially trained to give Luo Fan a harsh welcome.
Silver flames for cover, Flying Sword for a surprise attack from behind.
After achieving Mental attribute suppression, Chu Mengxuan would follow up with damage.
This combo had pushed back Qin Yang's Imperial Guard by four or five steps.
Luo Fan was only Rank 60, not even Grandmaster Tier.
If it weren't for the Formation shield absorbing damage, Chu Mengxuan's single punch alone could have given him temporary amnesia.
“The girls' performance was spot on, showcasing the style of my Dragon Pavilion Guild.”
Qin Yang was satisfied, slowly rising.
Luo Fan had suffered a setback, and would definitely go all out next.
Perhaps, he would even use his cheat-like abilities.
To let Ye Qiuning and Chu Mengxuan continue to face him would be too reckless.
The purpose of the advertisement had been achieved.
Qin Yang felt it was time for him to enter the arena and end the match.
“Zhi Yi, did the Gu you placed on Luo Fan not work?”
“He is a Rank 60 Professional, after all. Gu aren't omnipotent.”
“Alright, then we'll just have to bite the bullet and fight ~”
Five minutes after the match information was announced, three graceful figures appeared on the arena.
Chu Mengxuan, He Zhiyi, and Ye Qiuning entered, wearing the Rank 35 sets of equipment Gu Yu had prepared for them.
All three sets were Blue-grade, with varying attribute focuses, but their appearance inherited Qin Yang's preferences: form-fitting, leg-baring, black stockings... Coupled with the three women's already outstanding looks, their entrance instantly ignited the atmosphere of the arena.
“Holy cow, what kind of divine team is this? Their looks and figures are maxed out!”
“Gentlemen, draw your swords, they're all my wives.”
“There are three of them here, can't we just split them? I'll claim that Sword Immortal.”
“The one with the first love face is a Gu Master, right? I choose her, I like the contrast of a hidden dark side.”
“In that case, I'll reluctantly choose the well-endowed Fist Master...”
“Hey, hey! You're all crazy? You dare to claim Qin Yang's main wife? Aren't you afraid of your bodies ending up in the sewers?”
In the audience, a group of male Professionals had hearts in their eyes, all claiming their “wives.”
The competition host also seized this opportunity to start broadcasting advertisements:
“Hero Professionals, choose the Hero Great Guild. Welcome to the Yangzhou station of the Global Professional League, exclusively sponsored by the Guild Leader, Dragon Pavilion Guild. Dragon Pavilion Guild, a twenty-year-old major company, with industries spanning potions, forging, real estate... High welfare benefits, starting annual salary of 300,000 Crystal Coin with no upper limit, and training from veteran Professionals upon joining...”
“For a job, choose Dragon Pavilion Guild!”
“Where do I sign up! I'm going back to resign and switch jobs!”
A continuous 40-second advertisement, with various fraudulent high-paying benefits, combined with the beauty effect, directly hyped up the Professionals present, who clamored to join Dragon Pavilion Guild.
“This Dragon Pavilion really knows how to do business, this wave of advertising is...”
“Qin Feng's strength isn't great, but he's a business genius. Without him, Qin Chuan wouldn't have been able to grow the Guild so large in 20 years.”
Wang Muba, Guild Leader and Li Lin, Guild Leader discussed.
In their hearts, Dragon Pavilion Guild was like a great mountain, pressing down on them for too long.
Luo Fan, however, smiled: “No matter, once I defeat those three, this wave of advertising will be a wedding dress for our Yansheng Division.”
Saying that, he transformed into a red light and flew towards the arena.
Hearing this, Wang Muba, Guild Leader and Li Lin, Guild Leader exchanged a smile.
“That makes sense! There's always a higher mountain; no matter how big Dragon Pavilion Guild is, can it be bigger than the legion-level Yansheng Division?”
“This wave of advertising from Dragon Pavilion is basically for Yansheng Division!”
Qin Yang heard all these words.
He pondered for a moment, then decided to let the two see what it meant to be crushed by a mountain.
With a light tap of his finger, a sound transmission talisman appeared in his hand.
“The advertising effect is good, let them show off a few more moves, then I'll wrap things up.”
...Above the arena,
Luo Fan had already arrived in front of the three women.
“Sorry, I'm in a hurry. You all come at me together.”
The three women did not respond, only exchanged glances.
Immediately, He Zhiyi retreated, floating off the arena.
Following that, another phantom slowly emerged.
It was a young girl dressed in light gauze, her entire body enveloped in moonlight, none other than Sword Spirit Hui Yue.
Luo Fan frowned and asked, “Are you bringing in a substitute?”
Chu Mengxuan and Ye Qiuning naturally ignored Luo Fan, both taking up their stances.
Luo Fan shook his head and laughed: “It's the same no matter who comes. To defeat you, I only need three moves!”
Saying that, he summoned a blood-red long saber, with black Qi swirling around it and red lightning flashing.
As the long saber appeared, waves of Qi rippled across the arena.
Anyone with an eye could tell this was a Purple-grade weapon.
Luo Fan twirled the saber, pointing its tip at the three women in front of him, and laughed: “This saber is named 'Dragon Slayer', six feet long, weighing a hundred catties...”
Buzz!
Before Luo Fan could finish showing off,
A sword cry rang out!
Only to see towering silver flames surging forward, obscuring the sky.
Luo Fan's spirit suddenly shook.
As the silver flames approached, he clearly felt his Mental Energy dropping, and immediately realized that these flames were a Mental attack.
As a combat Professional whose main attack was weapons, Luo Fan's Mental attribute was not particularly high.
He hastily retreated, then gripped his saber with both hands, trying to condense Saber Qi to disperse the flames.
And at this moment, another white stream of light, breaking through the silken silver flames, rushed towards him.
Luo Fan's saber stance was lowered, making it impossible to block in the first instant. He could only rely on his high agility to dodge to the side.
“Whoosh!”
The white stream of light grazed Luo Fan's cheek, and as it flew behind him, it flashed, transforming into the figure of a woman.
“Moonlight Slash!”
The woman formed a sword-finger gesture, unleashing a crescent-shaped arc of light that struck Luo Fan squarely in the back.
Boom!
The silver flames bloomed like a lotus.
Luo Fan was sent flying from within, rolling on the ground in an extremely disheveled manner before propping himself up with his long saber.
At this moment, he was utterly astonished.
Those silver flames had the ability to burn the spirit, a true damage that could not be resisted no matter how much Physique one had.
The crescent-shaped attack just now, though it didn't wound him, significantly reduced his Mental Energy, and his head was buzzing.
Luo Fan shook his head, trying to clear it.
Who knew, another high-pitched Dragon roar rang out!
Luo Fan Suddenly looked up， A huge fist was reflected in his eyes。
Luo Fan suddenly looked up, and a massive fist was reflected in his eyes.
Bang!
The fist struck Luo Fan directly in the face.
Even with the protection of the Formation shield, his facial features distorted.
The immense power of the Dragon Soul sent him flying dozens of meters away.
His body bounced more than ten times across the arena like a skipping stone.
“Holy crap! What the hell?”
“Is that really Luo Fan?”
“A Rank 60 getting sent flying by a Rank 36? This must be fake, right?”
“It's not fake at all. Did you hear that Dragon roar just now? That's an Epic-grade Professional, a Dragon Fist Master! Anyone below Grandmaster Tier who takes a punch will get that kind of effect.”
“Good heavens, the people from Dragon Pavilion Guild are a bit impressive...”
Seeing this scene, exclamations erupted from the audience.
What happened to ending the battle in three moves?
How come after three moves, you, Luo Fan, were beaten to a pulp?
So, you meant three moves to finish yourself?
“Speaking of which, could it be that he saw women and couldn't even hold his saber steady?”
“I feel like he's not as strong as I imagined...”
The audience was abuzz with discussion. Some questioned whether Luo Fan was holding back, and even more directly questioned his strength.
A difference of over twenty Ranks, yet he was still getting thrashed around on the ground?
Does he even know how to play?
Only Qin Yang knew how wronged Luo Fan was.
That combo attack just now was specially trained to give Luo Fan a harsh welcome.
Silver flames for cover, Flying Sword for a surprise attack from behind.
After achieving Mental attribute suppression, Chu Mengxuan would follow up with damage.
This combo had pushed back Qin Yang's Imperial Guard by four or five steps.
Luo Fan was only Rank 60, not even Grandmaster Tier.
If it weren't for the Formation shield absorbing damage, Chu Mengxuan's single punch alone could have given him temporary amnesia.
“The girls' performance was spot on, showcasing the style of my Dragon Pavilion Guild.”
Qin Yang was satisfied, slowly rising.
Luo Fan had suffered a setback, and would definitely go all out next.
Perhaps, he would even use his cheat-like abilities.
To let Ye Qiuning and Chu Mengxuan continue to face him would be too reckless.
The purpose of the advertisement had been achieved.
Qin Yang felt it was time for him to enter the arena and end the match.
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