at the same time.

Zhao Fan's opponent in the first knockout round, Chen Shidong, also came to this square fighting stage.

Zhao Fan's soul perception was fleeting within the range of the fighting platform, but he saw through the opponent in an instant.

The peak of Xuan level.

It’s not a quasi-earth level that touches on the mystery of the earth level.

Chen Shidong, on the other hand, was also sizing up this average-looking first-round opponent. He raised his eyebrows and said displeasedly: "Late Xuanjie?"

Zhao Fan nodded slightly, "Exactly, please show mercy to Brother Chen."

"Haha, I've been looking forward to it all night." Chen Shidong's eyes looked at Zhao Fan as if he were standing on the top of a mountain looking down at ants, "It's a shame for me to have an opponent like you."

"There's no need to say it so harshly, right?" Zhao Fan said with a wry smile.

"Forget it, it's a waste of time to say more to you." Chen Shidong glanced at the other party contemptuously, looked away, and said disdainfully: "After announcing the start, I will only give you a moment to breathe. If you don't want to

It will be too ugly when you step off the stage, so just seize the opportunity and admit defeat directly."

"Sorry, although I am in the late stage of the Xuan level, I came to participate in the battle for the Dragon Soul Grass. It is not that I have no self-awareness, it is just for fun, to broaden my horizons and to train myself."

Zhao Fan said with a smile: "So, I will try my best to last a few more rounds in your hands."

"How many rounds?"

Chen Shidong said expressionlessly: "You really dare to think about it."

Zhao Fan shrugged nonchalantly.

"In that case, let me let you feel what it feels like to be crushed and beaten."

After Chen Shidong finished speaking, he released the pressure of his soul. Although he did not announce that he could not take action at the beginning, such a demonstration method to scare his opponents did not violate the rules.

Zhao Fan's very cooperative figure softened, his expression was no longer calm, and he looked at the other party with a pale look, "What a powerful pressure..."

He even retreated several meters away and almost fell from the edge of the fighting platform.

This scene was noticed by the talented soul masters on the nearby fighting platform, which directly eased the tense atmosphere before the war, and they all began to sneer at the ordinary-looking late Xuanjie.

"The fight hasn't even started yet, but you're so frightened that you turned into a soft-footed shrimp when faced with the pressure from the late Xuan level?"

"Haha, luckily he stabilized himself in time, otherwise, if he fell down, he would have become the fastest participant to be eliminated in the battle for Dragon Soul Grass!"

"Hey, little weaned brother, be wise and get down quickly. This is not the place you should be."

…

Ridicule from all directions reached here, Zhao Fan felt guilty and kept turning around and nodding in apology, looking extremely cowardly.

However, he never had the intention to step down from the fighting stage.

"It's true that I can't shed tears until I see the coffin." Chen Shidong's eyes turned into a joke, and he decided that when the meeting began, he would mercilessly humiliate the late Xuanjie who didn't know the heights of the world.

And in the spectator seats outside the stadium.

Peak Master Lan looked at Zhao Fan, who was like a soft persimmon, and couldn't help but smile. Even after half a year, he didn't know what Zhao Fan's true strength was now, but when he first entered the Great Luo Ancient Sect, he was a training partner.

, let alone the peak Xuan level, even the ordinary quasi-earth level power cannot hurt it in the slightest.

Therefore, without even thinking about it, he guessed that the opponent was deliberately showing weakness, in order to eliminate the opponent's defense to the maximum extent and catch him off guard.

"Strange..." Peak Master Lan shook his head inexplicably. He didn't know why, but he had the illusion that that slightly thin figure would go far in the battle for Dragon Soul Grass.

It stands to reason that at the late Xuan level, even those who are destined to be Taoists only have an advantage in skills and secrets. Facing the Quasi-Earth level who can be called the "Prodigy of the Soul Dao", there is no way to make up for that gap!

Peak Master Lan looked at Zhao Fan thoughtfully, and then looked at the daughters of many battle masters in the left half of the area, "Qingyou, I can at least make it to the quarter-finals. I just don't know where it comes from.

Who is stronger among the talented soul cultivators in the Holy Land of Soul Cultivation and her?"

If it weren't for the peak-level elemental weapon from God's Redemption, Peak Master Lan wouldn't have set his sights so far.

…

The masters of the Quicksand Pagoda, Su Meiyu and Chen Qianlei did not pay attention to the platform. Instead, they were eating the food in the human world and drinking the Longyue wine made by their junior brother. They were as leisurely as they wanted. In the spiritual realm, the two major

In the mind of the master, there is nothing to watch until the finals.

After all, the route Zhao Fan takes is to deliberately win every game with difficulty, not a one-sided crushing defeat.

On the other side of the spectator seats, there was a middle-aged man with an extremely light aura. Next to him was a young woman with silvery hair, who also had an aura that was also hidden.

"Father, do you think that is Zhao Fan?"

The silver-haired woman pointed to a pair of platforms in the right half of the war zone.

"Huh? It seems like it's really him!"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Sakura, this battle for the Dragon Soul Grass is interesting."

Subsequently, the conversation between the father and daughter also changed to the method of sound transmission.

He is none other than City Lord Zhankun, who is at the top of the Earth hierarchy, and his daughter, Xue Ying!

Xueying said excitedly: "Doesn't that mean that the champion of the Dragon Soul Grass competition is none other than Zhao Fan?"

"There is no suspense."

City Lord Zhan Kun said thoughtfully: "Half a year later, he was still in the late stage of the Xuan Stage, but at that time, the late stage of the Xuan Stage was comparable to the peak of the middle stage of the Earth Stage, and he even dispelled the soul poison in me.

It is normal for him to come to fight for the Dragon Soul Grass. The greater the amplitude of the soul power, the greater the power. It is impossible for such a monster to waste half a year. On the surface, the rank remains unchanged, but it has definitely become stronger..."

"He's such a bully."

Xue Ying said with a smile on her face: "There are other people participating in the battle, not even the first genius of the soul domain royal family, but none of them can beat him. He crushed them all the way and won the first place. Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it."

"Thinking too much, Sakura."

City Lord Zhan Kun shook his head and said: "Zhao Fan is not that simple. He should understand that Mu Xiu is bound to be destroyed by Lin Feng. Therefore, if it is not necessary, he will most likely retain his strength to the maximum extent. Not only will he crush him all the way, but

A narrow victory.”

"ah?"

Xue Ying thought about it for a moment and realized what she was doing. She nodded and said, "Indeed, it's too outrageous. If nothing else, the Soul Realm cannot tolerate his existence. If he fails to win over him, he will be destroyed as soon as possible."

"It was a worthwhile trip to meet Zhao Fan again." City Lord Zhan Kun locked his eyes on the opposite platform, and even lost interest in paying attention to the royal family of the Soul Realm.

And the same is true for Xue Ying.

In the auditorium in the other direction, there are five handsome men sitting here. Their rank is either in the middle or late stage of the earth class. It is worth mentioning that there is not even a hair on their heads, which is shiny and reflective!

They are all Buddhist cultivators from Lingshan!

Among them, there was a young man with a fat head and big ears, his eyes swept across the dazzling pairs of platforms one by one, as if he was looking for something.

He is the Yunxiu Spirit Buddha, Shenxiu!

"Shenxiu, are you looking for someone?" A senior brother next to him asked doubtfully.

"yes."

Shenxiu nodded and continued to observe and search without bothering to explain, "There are too many participants in this war."

"Who are you looking for?"

Another junior brother asked.

"Don't make any noise, don't make any noise." Shenxiu waved his hand. After a while, his eyes suddenly froze, fixed on a platform that was a little far apart. "Haha, I found it. As I expected, he is really

It’s coming.”

His senior fellow apprentices looked along his line of sight, then took a moment to sense it, and all showed unexpected expressions.

"Late Xuan level?"

"This is the only one in the battle for Dragon Soul Grass."

"Shenxiu, do you know him?"

…

Faced with a series of inquiries, Shenxiu nodded and smiled and said through the message: "More than just acquaintance, come, let me solemnly introduce to you, this is the Heavenly Master born in the 1990s, Zhao Fan!"

"Tianshi after 90?"

The senior brothers looked at him sideways in confusion.

"Believe me, the leader this time is none other than him."

Shenxiu smiled mysteriously and said nothing more, and the expectations in his heart reached the peak level. He couldn't help but secretly said: "I know, as a soul major, how could you miss the dragon soul?"

Grass is such a divine thing."

If he hadn't thought that Zhao Fan might show up in the battle for the Dragon Soul Grass, how could Shenxiu have bothered to drag his close friends to the Peach Blossom Territory to watch the battle?

…

It's not just him.

The Empress of Annihilation, Seventeen is here too!

But she was in the mobile palace that turned into particles at the moment and did not show up.
To be continued...