You are not worthy of being remembered forever.

"Barely, not bad."

Chen Hui smiled and started practicing cross-legged without saying a word.

He is a ruthless person who has to resist the sword energy even though his body is covered with bruises!

As the rich spiritual energy is injected into the body, the scars on Chen Hui's body are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My son Chen Hui is a genius!"

Chen Wanlong looked proud and seemed calm, but in fact he was more excited than anyone else.

Fang Yan has entered the Earth Spirit Realm, and there is no doubt that he will be number one in the clan competition.

Since Chen Hui defeated He Shenghuan, as long as he performs normally in the second round, winning the second place will be like picking something up.

As time passed, only Ye Chen and Fang Yan were left in the arena, and they had not yet made a move.

At this time, Qiu Xi's eyes fell on Ye Chen, and she said sarcastically, "You came here to participate in the clan competition, but you didn't dare to take action. Did you, Ye Chen, come here specifically to embarrass you? If that's the case, then I'll just

I can say that you succeeded."

"Trash, now open your eyes and watch!"

Fang Yan smiled contemptuously, and his figure flew into the sky like a roc spreading its wings.

boom!

The breath is revealed, shocking all directions.

"Earth Spirit Realm!"

Ye Hen shouted loudly, his pupils filled with fear.

He never thought that Fang Yan would actually climb to the Earth Spirit Realm. This is too exaggerated!

Chen Hui and He Shenghuan are both in the human-spirit realm.

Ye Chen recovered his cultivation, but it was only in the human spirit realm.

Fang Yan, why is it so scary?

Brush! Brush! Brush!

The body is like lightning, floating in the air.

Before all the disciples could react, Fang Yan soared to a height of a hundred feet.

Compared to Chen Hui and He Shenghuan, he is obviously much more relaxed.

One hundred and fifty feet!

One hundred and eighty feet!

Two hundred feet!

Fang Yan's body-protecting aura was stronger than the others, and no matter how much the sword aura stabbed it, it wouldn't move at all.

When I reached 240 feet, I finally started to feel the pressure building up.

Fang Yan took a deep breath, straightened his body, squeezed out the last bit of strength, and continued to rise higher.

Severe and arrogant.

Although it was slow, it didn't stop at all.

"drink!"

With a low cry, Fang Yan's protective spiritual energy shattered.

The height has also reached, two hundred and seventy-one feet!

"My record is probably unprecedented and unprecedented."

Fang Yan stopped and his eyes flashed.

With a move in his heart, he took out the spiritual magic sword from Najie and began to carve words on the smooth stone wall.

"Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

"I don't know, it seems to be carving words."

Everyone below is looking up.

Stroke by stroke, dragons and phoenixes dance.

square!

rock!

"Hahahahaha, this is called, leave a name forever!"

Fang Yan laughed wildly and opened his arms.

Enjoy the glory of this moment!

In the future, when those geniuses climbed this stone wall, they suddenly discovered that the word "Fang Yan" was suppressing them above their heads like an insurmountable mountain.

No matter how hard they try, they can't overcome it.

Rejoice!

If you can't leave some traces in your life, wouldn't it be a waste of time?

Then, Fang Yan's body fell to the ground, making a roaring sound.

An exaggerated aura bloomed from the Spirit Gathering Sword Formation, which was richer and more conspicuous than anyone else's!

The gift of spiritual energy he received from the formation exceeded that of everyone else combined.

"Have you seen it? This is called Tianjiao!"

Fang Yuan suddenly stood up with sharp eyes, "My son Fang Yan has engraved his name on the stone wall at a height of 271 feet. Who can break this record? Who can break it?"

The whole place was silent and completely silent.

He Hu and Chen Wanlong both looked gloomy.

But, there is no way.

Who makes Fang Yan more favored by the eldest princess?

boom!

A burst of spiritual energy exploded.

After Fang Yan fused the spiritual energy, he opened his eyes and a look of satisfaction flashed across his face.

Immediately, he pointed at Ye Chen and shouted, "Trash, this is the height you can only look up to for the rest of your life!"

Qiu Xi stood up and took the initiative to applaud, "It is my great honor to have such a talented person. Next, let's start the second round of clan competition and ring battle!"

"Huh, you're probably forgetting someone, right?"

Ye Chongshan snorted coldly, feeling very dissatisfied.

Ye Chen hasn't competed yet, why should he enter the next round?

Qiu Xi obviously did this on purpose!

"Master Ye, do you want a waste to tarnish the meaning of clan competition?"

A look of contempt flashed in Qiu Xi's beautiful eyes, "Why don't you ask them first if they agree."

"It is a humiliation for me to let Ye Chen compete with me on the same stage."

Fang Yan clasped his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.

He was the first to express his stance.

"Your Majesty is right, don't tarnish this Spirit Gathering Sword Formation!"

The rest of the people also sneered and acted wantonly.

Ye Hen smiled desperately, "Ye Chen, haven't you recovered your cultivation? Why did you dare not say a word for a long time in the face of Fang Yan's provocation?"

"Have you restored your cultivation?"

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

Fang Yan also frowned.

Is there anything else about this?

All eyes turned to Ye Chen.

Finally, Ye Chen walked out with an indifferent expression.

"If you want to leave a name for eternity, are you worthy of it?"

It seemed that he was responding to Fang Yan's previous words.

"You have a tough mouth. I want to see how high you can reach."
To be continued...