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Chapter 218 Personal Battle(1/2)

Jian Kuang spoke from afar, extremely arrogant.

"Brother Jian Kuang, I heard that you have broken through to the Yuan Dan realm?"

"As the first young person to break through to the Yuan Dan realm, I wonder what Brother Jian Kuang feels?"

"Chu Yun and Huan Zihan, both strong men on the Tianhuan Ranking, have been silent. I wonder what Brother Jian Kuang thinks of them?"

However.

Jian Kuang's answer did not hide his arrogance at all.

"Since my debut, I, Sword Maniac, have been firmly occupying the top position on the Tianhuan Ranking. Whether it is Chu Yun or Huan Zihan, they are destined to become my background."

The implication is.

He never regarded the two as real rivals.

"My stage is the starry sky and the earth, and the boundless universe."

Jian Kuang's arrogant remarks spread quickly in the imperial capital.

Some thoughtful people used Jian Kuang's arrogant words to question Huan Zihan and Chu Yun.

The two of them remained silent and didn't say anything.

On the other hand, Lu Chen, as the Holy Son, naturally has to express his attitude in this whirlpool of public opinion.

"Is the Yuan Dan realm very strong?"

Lu Chen's rhetorical question made everyone stunned.

Those people hiding in the dark began to watch the excitement.

"If the Yuan Dan realm is not strong, why haven't you made a breakthrough?"

"What an arrogant guy. How dare you do this in the face of a sword madman?"

"Do you really think that if you win a group battle, you can do whatever you want?"

The same extremely arrogant words were spoken by Jian Kuang, and everyone was praising them, but when Lu Chen said them, everyone was despising them.

To put it bluntly, it is still a question of strength.

They subconsciously felt that Lu Chen's heart was broken and he was not qualified to be compared with Jian Kuang.

Huan Zihan, who knew the truth, wanted to laugh a little.

She even couldn't wait to see Lu Chen fight against Jian Kuang.

finally.

Amid the hubbub, personal battles come.

The huge martial arts arena is crowded with people.

Everyone is fascinated by this final personal battle between the sects.

In particular, not long ago Jian Kuang became the first strong man among the younger generation to step into the Yuan Dan realm, which attracted countless attention.

On the podium.

The royal ancestor was presiding over and announcing some rules of the competition.

There was an obvious smile on Tie Yun's face.

"I tell you, Master Chiyun, your Ziwen Sect should just admit defeat to avoid humiliating yourself."

"snort."

Old Taoist Chi Yun snorted coldly.

"The purpose of discussing Taoism among sects is to communicate with the younger generation, so why should they be so violent?" Elder Huan stood up and spoke.

Tie Yun glanced at Elder Huan and said, "Is there anyone in the Huan Shen Sect and the Zi Wen Sect who can defeat Jian Kuang?"

Iron Sword Mountain is proud of its sword madness.

Tie Yun even seized this opportunity and continued to ridicule the two of them.

"The rules for this personal battle are the same as before. They will fight against each other until the final winner is determined." The royal family ancestor said, "Of course, after everyone loses, they will have a chance to challenge the resurrection match."

Challenge the resurrection competition, which has rules.

After all, you have been eliminated, so you must follow the rules.

"Once you participate in the Challenge Resurrection Tournament, it means that both sects agree to start a life-and-death battle. During the battle, no matter the casualties, until one party dies, during this period, no one is allowed to intervene, otherwise they will become a common enemy in the spiritual world.

The target of sniping.”

soon.

The royal ancestor finished reading.

A hint of golden light flashed in Tie Yun's eyes.

Lu Chen closed his eyes and rested his mind. He knew without thinking that this must be Tiejianshan's request.

They wanted to use this to suppress the two major sects, and then take the opportunity to challenge the resurrection competition to kill the disciples of the two major sects.

"That's fine, it saves you wasting your breath."

Lu Chen said to himself.

In this way, it is reasonable for him to kill the disciples of Tiejian Mountain, and I believe Tie Yun can't say anything.

"There are a total of one hundred players participating in the individual competition this time."

The results of the first round of draws came out soon.

Lu Chen's opponent was a disciple from a second-rate sect.

He was the first to take action. Although the opponent was a little wary of the Ziwen Sect, he was not weak at all when facing Lu Chen.

"Hmph, how can a person with a broken heart have the courage to stand here?"

The opponent immediately takes action as soon as he comes up.

"Disgrace yourself."

Chase Lu struck out with a palm, pressed down with his big hand, and instantly knocked his opponent away.

"Lu Chen wins."

Next, one battle after another took place.

The scorching sun is high and noon is approaching.

The first round of competition has ended.

Due to the huge disparity in strength, almost no one chose to challenge the resurrection match in the first round.

"Can anyone choose to challenge the Easter Tournament?" the royal ancestor asked.

The eliminated people looked at each other.

Then, someone stood up and pointed at Lu Chen and said, "I choose to challenge the Holy Son of the Purple Pattern Sect."

"Red Devil Sect?"

Lu Chen said.

The Red Devil Sect has always followed Iron Sword Mountain's lead, and had received Tie Yun's instructions before the game.

Seize any opportunity to kill Lu Chen.

The Red Devil Sect disciple licked his dry lips and said grimly, "Lu Chen, come and die quickly."

"Noisy."

Lu Chen struck out with a palm, and the physical power like a mountain roar and a tsunami hit the Red Devil Sect disciples solidly.

The latter didn't even have time to take action before he was killed by Lu Chen with a palm.

"mean."

The people of the Red Devil Sect were furious, but the rules were such that they could not say anything.

"I hope you don't die too soon."

In the Iron Sword Mountain area, Jian Kuang sneered.

Killing a disciple of a second-rate sect doesn't mean anything.

"Is there anyone else who challenges?" the royal family ancestor asked.

The other forty-nine people who were eliminated looked at each other and backed away one after another.

That's it, the first round of explanations.

The fifty qualified candidates will continue to draw lots and be divided into twenty-five groups to fight.

The farther back you go, the stronger your opponent becomes.

In the second round, disciples from top forces were already facing off.
To be continued...
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