203: Winning without fighting, the show begins! [Seeking follow-up reading]

"What conditions?" Wu Dao, high in the air, looked at Lin Fan with a smile, his voice reaching him again.

Lin Fan's lips moved slightly: "Not only can I prevent Yuan Gate from getting the championship, but I can also win this Hundred Dynasty War championship myself and join Dao Sect, which will be of no small benefit to Dao Sect."

"As for my conditions, they are very simple. I want to enjoy two sets of championship benefits, one for Lin Dong. Additionally, I want to bring a few companions to join Dao Sect."

If not for Lin Fan, the Hundred Dynasty War championship would definitely have belonged to Lin Dong.

But with Lin Fan, Lin Dong naturally couldn't be the champion.

Since it was about making Dao Sect bleed, Lin Fan simply decided to secure a benefit for Lin Dong as well.

"You little fellow, you're quite confident, and your appetite isn't small either," Wu Dao was startled by the words and transmitted his voice again.

"Agree and we cooperate; disagree and forget it! Of course, if I fail to win the championship, the conditions are void," Lin Fan said expressionlessly, his lips moving slightly.

"Good boy, alright, I agree to your terms," Wu Dao was silent for a while this time, but ultimately agreed.

Lin Fan retracted his gaze and said nothing more.

"Heh, you're quite good to that kid Lin Dong, no wonder he trusts you so much and always puts you first," as Lin Fan retracted his gaze, Xiao Diao suddenly chuckled strangely from the side.

Xiao Diao's abilities were also not weak, and Wu Dao and Lin Fan's voice transmission didn't seem to avoid him, so he had heard some things.

Lin Fan only smiled at the words; in fact, he was just making a small compensation to Lin Dong.

At this moment, Liu Tong had finished reading the list of participants for the Nirvana Golden Ranking battle, and then with a flick of his sleeve, an extremely powerful Yuan Power fluctuation spread across the sky.

Then, everyone saw space distort, and huge light shields formed by Yuan Power appeared in the sky.

After creating these light shields for combat, Liu Tong clenched his palm again, and a brilliant orb of light appeared in his hand.

Faintly, one could also see the light slips contained within the orb.

"All light slips are divided into Yin and Yang sides. Those holding the Yin side and the Yang side are your opponents. The light slips will guide you to your respective light shield battle stages."

As Liu Tong's voice fell, the orb of light in his palm exploded, and streaks of glowing light slips immediately descended like a rain of light towards the ground below.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

As the light rain fell, numerous experts on the ground immediately shot out, each displaying their unique skills to snatch light slips from mid-air.

Lin Fan also didn't hesitate; his figure shot up, and with a casual grab amidst the rain of light, a light slip fell into his hand.

Hiss, hiss!

As many light slips were acquired, streaks of light immediately shot out from them, then connected to the light shield battle stages in the sky.

The light slip in Lin Fan's hand also shot out a ray of light at this moment, connecting to a light shield battle stage in the sky.

And just as the light from his hand connected, another ray of light also shot out, connecting to the other side of the light shield battle stage.

Lin Fan tilted his head slightly, his gaze following that ray of light downwards, and then he saw his opponent.

It was a man with a square face, and the clothing he wore felt somewhat familiar to Lin Fan.

"You are... from the Great Qian Dynasty?" Suddenly, Lin Fan seemed to recall something and said to the square-faced man.

Earlier, after emerging from the Four Xuan Sect ruins, Lin Fan and his group were intercepted by Zhu Tianhuo, the Fire General, and Mu Huang, the Desolate General, from the Great Qian Dynasty.

Zhu Tianhuo and Mu Huang had intended to seize the Legacy of Lin Fan's group, but unfortunately, their strength was insufficient, and they died at Lin Fan's hands.

The patterns on the square-faced man's clothing were quite similar to those of Zhu Tianhuo and Mu Huang.

"Great Qian Dynasty, Qian Jin, greetings, Brother Lin Fan!" The square-faced man gave a wry smile and cupped his hands to Lin Fan.

Qian Jin was one of the Three Kings of the Great Qian Dynasty, and also the leader of the Great Qian Dynasty in the Ancient Battlefield.

Initially, upon learning that Lin Fan had killed Zhu Tianhuo and Mu Huang, Qian Jin naturally thought of seeking revenge on Lin Fan, but the two sides had never met.

Not long ago, Qian Jin had also witnessed Lin Fan's battle with the Heavenly Demon Dynasty below Hundred-Dynasty Mountain. Their Great Qian Dynasty and the Heavenly Demon Dynasty were evenly matched in strength. Lin Fan easily annihilated The Three Demonic Songs, which made Qian Jin realize that they were no match for Lin Fan, so he had to give up on revenge.

However, Qian Jin never expected that he would encounter Lin Fan in the first round.

"Great Yan Dynasty, Lin Fan," Lin Fan glanced at Qian Jin, stated his name, and then said, "Make your move!"

Qian Jin's expression shifted for a moment, and after a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "I concede!"

There was animosity between their Great Qian Dynasty and Lin Fan, and Qian Jin was worried that if he made a move, Lin Fan would kill him.

After all, Qian Jin had witnessed Lin Fan's ruthlessness.

In any case, even if he fought, he wouldn't win, so he might as well concede.

Although this was humiliating, it was better than losing his life.

Whoosh!

On the peak of Hundred-Dynasty Mountain, besides those with Purple Gold Nirvana Seals, there were also many Heavenly Nirvana Seal holders. They did not participate in the battle and were watching from the side.

Hearing Qian Jin's direct concession, a stir immediately arose on the mountaintop.

However, those who had seen Lin Fan kill Song Zhen found this acceptable.

The experts of the Eight Super Sects all looked thoughtful at this scene.

Wu Dao looked in Lin Fan's direction, a perpetual smile on his face, and thought even more highly of Lin Fan.

Lin Fan glanced at Qian Jin and said nothing.

After Qian Jin conceded, the light shield battle stage where they were standing automatically dispersed.

Qian Jin returned to the Great Qian Dynasty's position with a somewhat grim expression.

Lin Fan then shifted his gaze to the light shield battle stages where Lin Dong and the others were.

As expected, Lin Dong and Xiao Yan both defeated their opponents and successfully advanced.

Xiao Diao was even more effortless, defeating his opponent with a single move.

Not only the three of them, but even Su Rou also achieved victory, although her win was somewhat precarious.

Suddenly, Lin Fan sensed a scorching gaze fixed on him, so he turned his head and found it was Qin Tian from the Tian Yuan Dynasty.

At this moment, Qin Tian's face no longer held its previous smile, but instead had a strange expression.

Before long, all the light shield battle stages had determined their victors.

"The second round will still be decided by drawing lots, just like before!"

Liu Tong waved his palm, and a halo of light reappeared, then exploded in mid-air.

However, just as those light slips were falling, an extremely bizarre power suddenly erupted from the void in the sky.

"Heh heh, there's no need for the next battles. We've grown a bit impatient..."

Black clouds eerily seeped out from that void space, then spread out, obscuring the sky and sun.

Above the black clouds, some figures could vaguely be seen.

"Who's there?"

In the sky, the expressions of the experts from the Eight Super Sects also drastically changed at this moment. They abruptly stood up from their light chairs, their gazes sharp as they looked towards the black clouds.

The show begins!

Lin Fan looked at where the black clouds were spreading and thought to himself.