"Is this...is this still the same Senior Brother Zhang as before?"

Seeing Chen Fan showing off his power on the stage with one against nine, he was completely different from the submissive look in his previous memory. Li Qianran, who was originally as cold as ice in the audience, had already turned pale and her expression was a little complicated.

.

After all, Zhang Lei was the person she had been dating day and night when she first started working. Although some harsh words were said to her and she lost some face, Li Qianran's feelings for Zhang Lei still existed in her heart to some extent.

Now that her sweetheart was born in the sect competition, Li Qianran naturally felt a little happy and a little melancholy in her heart.

Looking around at the male cultivators of the outer sect in the entire alchemy peak, Chen Fan was the only one whose cultivation talent and fighting skills revealed at this moment caught her eye.

Just thinking about Chen Fan's previous polite rejection of her, Li Qianran couldn't help but feel a little lonely.

As for the male flower guardian cultivators who were joking and laughing at Zhang Lei just now, they were already on pins and needles, fearing that they would be noticed by Chen Fan on the stage.

Chen Fan naturally had a panoramic view of the various expressions of everyone in the audience.

However, considering that he was about to leave the circle of these low-level qi training disciples, Chen Fan remained silent until the foundation-building monk guarding the fighting platform announced the result and then left calmly, offending many alchemy peakers who were familiar with Zhang Lei.

The disciples all looked at each other in confusion.

…

The sect competition is still going on, and the elimination system in the first round is quite cruel.

Ten people competed to select one person to advance to the second round. It was like raising a poison, which made these outer disciples jealous on the fighting stage.

If it weren't for the foundation-building monks watching over them, it is estimated that many disabled people would emerge from this competition.

The second round of competition was scheduled for three days later. Chen Fan returned to the Hidden Pill Tower to recuperate. He went out to replenish the losses of the Yinhun Sails, and then appeared on Yanwu Peak again when the time was up.

More than 90% of the disciples were eliminated in the first round, and then the second round entered the stage of fighting against each other until the top ten outer disciples were selected, and the third round would begin.

After Chen Fan returned to Yanwu Peak again, he found that more and more disciples were sitting around the fighting stage. Even some indifferent inner sect foundation-building disciples appeared on Yanwu Peak as if they were watching.

As for the Jindan elders on the main seat, the number of people inexplicably doubled after three days passed.

"In the second round, the disciples who have reported their names will go on stage to compete on their own."

"The elders in the Dabi Sect attach great importance to this, and hereby promise that the top ten in the third round will be rewarded with an additional foundation-building pill!"

"And in the third round of fighting, the Nascent Soul Ancestor will come to preside over the ceremony!"

As soon as these words came out, the entire Yanwu Peak was in an uproar.

You know, in the previous ten-year competition, only the top three at the end were rewarded with Foundation Establishment Pills.

Now that the rewards have suddenly become so generous, the disciples who have entered the second round are naturally a little overjoyed.

"There are foundation building pills in the top ten?"

"It seems that this second round of competition is going to be very intense!"

"Okay! With my magical powers, I will definitely be able to capture a foundation-building pill!" The more than 300 disciples waiting to take the stage looked nervous and looked at the people around them with some caution.

As for those disciples who had returned from traveling and missed the chance to sign up, they were beating their chests and wailing on the spot. Obviously, they did not expect that the rewards of this competition would be so generous.

…

Soon, the noise on Yanwu Peak was drowned out by the momentum of the competition on the ten fighting stages.

With the stimulation of the extra foundation-building pill reward, all the disciples who took the stage tried their best.

Even though it takes at least five catch-and-match battles to successfully enter the top ten, none of the disciples on stage want to be eliminated in the first few battles.

As a result, powerful magic weapons and talismans began to appear one after another. Even the spiritual insects and spiritual beasts that had never been seen in the first round began to appear amidst the exclamations of the disciples watching in the audience.

"The first match of Fighting Stage No. 7, Zhang Lei versus Wu Yue!"

"Disciples who have reported their names must quickly come on stage. Those who have exceeded half a stick of incense and haven't come on stage will be automatically disqualified." After hearing his name, Chen Fan emerged from the crowd and boarded the fighting stage with an indifferent expression.

"It's him!"

"That Zhang Lei from Alchemy Peak!"

"This person's methods are weird and unpredictable. It is said that he has mastered the Yin Luo Gong and is a popular disciple competing for the top ten!" Seeing Chen Fan on stage, many disciples started talking in whispers.

At this time, Chen Fan already had some prestige among the outer disciples. After all, it was rare for a disciple to win one against nine in the first round.

Wu Yue, who was on the same stage with Chen Fan, appeared in front of Chen Fan with a pale face and a slightly sad look.

"Seventh level of Qi training?"

"Could it be that the winner of the first round picked up a bargain?" Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and looked a little surprised. He obviously didn't expect that his first opponent's cultivation level would be so low.

Perhaps sensing Chen Fan's unexpected expression, Wu Yue on the opposite side actually bowed his hand politely and said: "Junior brother's cultivation is low, it's not easy to win from the first round! Please ask Senior Brother Zhang to have more subordinates when we fight.

Show mercy!”

Chen Fan smiled coldly when he heard this and said nothing in reply. Having experienced the dangers of the world of immortality, he had no idea what Wu Yue was up to.

When the foundation-building monk announced the start of the competition, Wu Yue suddenly flashed in front of him, leaped over Chen Fan's head with lightning speed, and landed firmly behind Chen Fan.

"Succeeded!"

And a thin and sharp transparent silk thread actually wrapped around Chen Fan's neck. Just when Wu Yue's eyes lit up with joy, he wanted to tighten the thread to capture Chen Fan.

Chen Fan suddenly stretched out a finger in front of his chest and flicked the silk thread that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye into two pieces.

"What an interesting approach!"

"But these are all leftovers from my play." Chen Fan uttered a sentence, and with a flick of his backhand, he saw a black moon blade shot towards Wu Yue.

"You are also a body refiner!"

"How can it be!"

Wu Yue's face was startled, and his heart sank. He knew better than anyone how tough the transparent silk thread was. Without an explosion of tens of thousands of kilograms of strength, there was no way he could tear the transparent silk thread apart in an instant.

And looking at Chen Fan's posture, it was obvious that he was already prepared for this dirty move.

At this thought, Wu Yue could only take a breath of cold air, his chest swelled, his palm suddenly swelled, and an earthy yellow halo covered it, then he raised his palm and swung the approaching black moon blade. Dispersed.

"Cultivation of physical and mental skills!"

"This Wu Yue is actually a body refiner!"

"No wonder you can enter the second round at the seventh level of Qi training!" Many disciples in the audience exclaimed when they saw this.

Using the physical body to withstand magical attacks at the peak of Qi training is something that only body refiners can do in the world of Daqian Cultivation.

However, just when Wu Yue was using his physical means to have a head-on fight with Chen Fan, Chen Fan, who was not far away, was already holding a long black sail and smiled teasingly at Wu Yue as if he was looking at a fool.

He saw countless ghosts carrying billowing black energy, and under the leadership of the first foundation-building main soul, they rushed towards Wu Yue crazily.

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