121: You don't have any chance of winning

The first battle wasn't exciting, and the ratings dropped, which immediately worried Bai Duojin; he hadn't expected Wang Qingtian to be so easily defeated.

He quickly changed the order of appearance, directly sending two Myth-Grade fighters into the second match!

These two were old acquaintances of Xiao Fan.

One was his wife, Lin Xianhuo.

The other was his wife's good sister, Li Qingqiu!

Both were stunningly beautiful.

Lin Xianhuo was like a Heavenly Immortal, with exquisite features that seemed otherworldly, golden hair, and a perfect figure that made people stare wide-eyed.

Li Qingqiu was another type of beauty; her smile was like a clear river, pure but not naive, her eyes like vast mountains, standing with a sword, an ethereal and transcendent female Sword Immortal Aura naturally emerged.

The battle between the two women instantly captivated all the viewers in front of their televisions.

It was too spectacular!

The true Myth-Grade showdown kept everyone glued to their screens, so excited they couldn't control themselves; when the nearly twenty-meter golden Fire God Blade was wielded in the air, some almost fainted from excitement.

On the other side, Li Qingqiu's Sword Intent was astonishing; with a casual lift of her hand, hundreds of thousands of Sword Qi, enveloped in extreme cold, came densely, overwhelming and impossible to parry!

This battle of ice and fire made everyone's blood boil.

Finally, Lin Xianhuo emerged victorious.

The power of Sun Fire far exceeded people's imagination; wherever it went, everything was dissolved.

The greatest characteristic of Sun Fire was its high temperature; its extreme heat was enough to melt all things, and Li Qingqiu's ice was not cold enough.

Meanwhile, Xi He's Phoenix Emperor Fire's characteristic was attachment and combustion; once it latched on, it was like a corrosive, bone-deep affliction, leaving one to only watch as their body was burned to ashes.

Xiao Fan carefully watched the first half of the match, as Li Qingqiu was his opponent in the next round.

After watching, his expression was calm, because Li Qingqiu had only recently acquired her talent and seemed not very skilled in using it.

He just didn't understand why Li Qingqiu, like Wang Qingtian and the others, specifically asked to fight him.

I haven't provoked her, have I?

These thoughts were quickly cast aside by Xiao Fan; he picked up his phone and looked at the popularity rankings for the Super God Class.

Zhuge Tianming sat firmly in first place, with over 200 million popularity points, completely overshadowing Song Mingguang in second place, and the comment section was bustling with enviable activity.

Xiao Fan propped his chin, his finger constantly scrolling down, looking for his own ranking.

Ninety-eighth place, 378,000 popularity points!

Xiao Fan was a little excited and quickly clicked in; there were also various messages and comments inside.

"Although this guy is arrogant, no exaggeration, using seven elements simultaneously, that alone is enough for me to cast this vote."

"Alas, this guy is actually very powerful, he just looks like a villain; let's vote for him."

"Xiao Fan, go, go, go!"

But there were also some unpleasant voices in these comments.

"There won't really be an idiot who votes for this person, will there? He's like a madman, he doesn't hold back at all when fighting; if he killed Wang Qingtian, would he be worthy!? Are those who vote for him anti-human?"

Xiao Fan's temper immediately flared up; he was so angry he wanted to click in, find this person's address, and deal with him!

But unexpectedly, when he expanded the comment, there were dozens of replies scolding that comment!

"This is Xiao Fan's fan circle; if you don't like it, don't come. Why are you being Yin and Yang-like?"

"Are you a stupid dog? When did the Super God Class battles ever involve holding back? Blame Wang Qingtian for being too weak, don't bark here!"

"A Saint-Grade defeating a Myth-Grade, and you can still criticize that strength? You really are something..."

Looking at these dense comments speaking up for him, Xiao Fan smiled knowingly, closed his phone, and looked up to see that the battle had already ended.

Xiao Dingdong didn't need to fight; Myth-Grade individuals could already be admitted exceptionally, the battles were only to show their strength to the world.

Time to go home!

All the way, Lin Xianhuo and Xiao Dingdong felt that Xiao Fan was a bit off.

He seemed less casual than before.

Finally, back at the hotel, Xiao Fan didn't hide it and told them about the fan support.

After listening, Lin Xianhuo tightly held Xiao Fan's hand and said with a warm smile, "Do you think you'll lose your next few matches?"

Xiao Fan shook his head and said, "No."

"Then isn't that good? Aren't you just afraid of disappointing everyone now? But you won't lose, and besides, in my understanding, for you, losing shouldn't be something very difficult to accept, right?"

"You're so shameless, if you lose, you'll just act like a rogue."

"It's very exhilarating to punch with people's encouragement!"

After speaking, she even opened her own account, entered the fan support circle, and sent a message.

"Xiao Fan is my husband, please everyone, support him more; his true strength is very formidable!"

This message instantly ignited her fan support circle.

Within a few minutes, Xiao Fan's circle was filled with curses, mostly demanding their Heavenly Immortal back and saying he wasn't worthy.

Infuriated, Lin Xianhuo actually started arguing directly with her fans, and this argument lasted all night!

She even posted intimate photos with Xiao Fan, telling everyone, "I am Xiao Fan's wife, if you don't accept it, you can leave, don't whine here, I don't need your support either!"

Xiao Fan sat aside, holding Xiao Dingdong, his face full of smiles, his eyes shining brightly.

To fight for those expectations?

It was a completely new feeling!

Xiao Fan also took out his phone and sent a message in his own fan support circle!

"Thank you to everyone who supports me; I will use endless victories to tell everyone that you are the wisest fans!"

After sending it, Xiao Fan felt very embarrassed, quickly closed his phone without looking at the replies, then pulled his two wives to bed!

One battle a week.

Time passed quickly, and Xiao Fan was about to go on stage again; this match was against Li Qingqiu.

This was another highly anticipated battle; although Xiao Fan didn't have many in his fan club, many people wanted to see him fight!

After all, he was someone of Saint-Grade who had defeated a Myth-Grade individual; knowing that Xiao Fan's next opponent was also Myth-Grade, how could they not be excited?

Across the entire Federation, inside and outside the arena, countless people stared at the big screens or the battlefield, their faces anxious, hoping the two would appear quickly!

At this moment, the commentator Li Yuan in the sky spoke: "Please, both Geniuses, enter the arena!"

Xiao Fan got up and walked through the dark passage, heading towards the brightly lit exit.

As soon as he entered the battlefield, he immediately heard shouts like mountains and tsunamis!

"Ice Extreme Sword Immortal, peerless and unparalleled!!"

"Peerless Ye Fanghua!!"

"I love Li Qingqiu!!!"

Xiao Fan looked at the audience seats on the left, his face full of astonishment!

Tens of thousands of people were cheering for Li Qingqiu!

What the heck?

The fan signs were so dense they almost occupied half of the audience section, flashing and almost blinding Xiao Fan!

These overwhelming shouts stimulated Xiao Fan's nerves and senses; he wasn't very excited, only very envious.

If only someone would cheer for me too, someday.

Suddenly, a faint shout reached his ears.

"Xiao Fan, go, go, go!"

The voice was very weak, but Xiao Fan still heard it!

He suddenly turned his head and saw a square formation of over three thousand people on the right, holding Xiao Fan's fan signs and waving them desperately; seeing Xiao Fan notice them, they jumped even more excitedly!

This made Xiao Fan overjoyed!

So there were people cheering for me, it's just that their voices were drowned out; good thing my hearing is good!

Although there were only over three thousand people, it still greatly uplifted him!

He used to be the Dog King, scorned by everyone.

Now, over three thousand people were cheering for him! Shouting until their faces were red and their necks were thick, some even showing signs of oxygen deprivation!

How exhilarating!

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure; it was the girl from the underground passage earlier!

Their eyes met, and the girl suddenly stomped on the chair in front of her, rolled up her sleeves, made a lion's roar gesture, veins bulging on her face, and roared furiously!

"Xiao Fan, go, go, go!!!"

A terrifying wave of Qi, visible to the naked eye, instantly roared out!

This girl actually specialized in cultivating volume; using all her strength, she actually suppressed the twelve thousand people for a moment!

That voice was truly shocking!

Xiao Fan's face was beaming, and he gave the girl a thumbs up!

He secretly made up his mind that he must use victory to attract more fans, otherwise, he couldn't always let them shout themselves to death!

One day, my fan club will also have a surging wave of Qi, directly crushing opponents with Aura from the start!

Thinking of this, Xiao Fan secretly clenched his fists, thinking that this match must be a beautiful victory!

Suddenly, Li Qingqiu's voice sounded in his ear.

"What are you thinking about?"

Xiao Fan was startled, turned around to look at Li Qingqiu who had already entered the arena, and said with a faint smile, "You should have ambushed me while I wasn't paying attention."

"Hmph." Li Qingqiu twitched her lips and said, "The sword in my hand is a gentleman's sword; I would never do something like an ambush!"

Xiao Fan shook his head, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

"My point is..."

"If you don't ambush..."

"You have no chance of winning!"