Xu Zhongtian just wanted to reject Ye Fan's words. After all, he didn't have the time to play with the new disciples here.
But looking at Ye Fan's eyes, he was slightly stunned.
This disciple's eyes were very dissatisfied with his state, as if he had experienced vicissitudes of life, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Okay, okay, since you are so eager to fight, then go and fight with him."
Xu Zhongtian pointed at a disciple and continued to lie on the recliner and squint.
He casually pointed out that the disciple's strength was either at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal or at the Golden Immortal realm. The result was nothing to say, and he had nothing to care about.
As expected, the disciple who stood up was at the early stage of the Golden Immortal Realm, but his face seemed very unhappy.
If you attack an early Earth Immortal disciple, wouldn't that mean you lose your own worth?
But there is no other way. Who knows that this is what my master assigned me? I can only bite the bullet and end the battle as soon as possible.
"Master, what are you doing? Why did you agree to their unreasonable request?"
"That's right, it doesn't matter what state he is in, he still desires to fight and be strong. He's not afraid of others laughing at him!"
"Oh, forget it, don't say so many useless things, the battle will be over soon anyway."
The other disciples who were practicing just glanced at it lightly, and then continued to practice.
After all, it's time for the disciples' competition soon, and no one wants to be eliminated prematurely.
Although the number one spot is not something they can covet, it is still possible to move forward.
The higher they rank, the more generous rewards they will receive. This is their chance.
"Hurry up, hurry up, take action quickly. After I've dealt with you, I still have to practice. I don't have that much time."
The disciple waved his hand impatiently.
"Okay, okay."
Ye Fan smiled slightly, then rushed forward with a long sword in hand.
This time he learned to be smarter. The disciple in front of him was a strong man in the Golden Immortal realm. If he could kill with one strike again, he would not be able to continue the performance.
So the back-and-forth confrontation with that disciple began.
In the middle of the battle, it attracted the attention of many disciples.
Logically speaking, Ye Fan should be killed with one hit, but why is it that after such a long time, he is still fighting back and forth with the opponent? This is completely unscientific.
"What happened? Am I hallucinating? Why hasn't his disciple been defeated yet?"
"Can you please stop being too cool? Finish him quickly! We still have to practice team offense together."
Some disciples saw through the "essence" at a glance and thought that their disciples must have deliberately sneaked away from Ye Fan.
This is the only thing that makes sense.
However, the disciple who was on the battlefield did not have the relaxed and comfortable posture they had.
How could I let myself go? I was almost giving out all my energy in my next life!
But Ye Fan on the opposite side seemed to have endless energy all over his body. It was a real trick, without any flaws at all.
"How could I lose to you? If I lost to you, wouldn't all my years of training go into the dog's belly?"
Gradually, the disciple became a little anxious, and his moves became slightly messy, wanting to resolve the battle as quickly as possible.
But this gave Ye Fan an opportunity to take advantage of him. The long sword in Ye Fan's hand just stabbed lightly, and then it was pressed against the throat of the disciple, making a judgment.
"Thank you, senior brother, for your permission."
Ye Fan once again showed his mean smile, but this apology sounded even more ironic and murderous.
Xu Zhongtian, who was lying on the recliner now, couldn't lie still. He stood up instantly and looked at Ye Fan coldly, as if he wanted to eat him.
"What kind of strength do you have? You came here today to mess with me. Do you know who I am?"
"Of course I know. You are the second elder of our southern sect."
"But I have to correct you on one thing. I'm really just here to discuss and discuss things. Why do I want to ruin the situation?"
"Besides, even if I make a mess, I won't hit you on the head, so how brave do I have to be?"
Ye Fan responded methodically, without any flaws at all.
Looking at this scene, Fatty Wang behind him was so happy that he wanted this effect! This is the effect he wanted!
It seems that I made the right decision this time. It would be a real slap in the face to challenge Ye Fan at this level.
"Okay, very good! Fury! It's time for you to take action, why are you still standing there?"
Xu Zhongtian gave a cold shout, and then a man eight feet tall, with broad arms and a round waist walked out from the group of disciples.
The unibrow paired with the Chinese character face gives people a feeling of being calm and confident.
"Don't you want to compete with the strong? Then you can compete with my second disciple Fury."
"Compared with other disciples, I feel like I can no longer meet your needs."
Xu Zhongtian raised his eyebrows with an evil smile.
Now I finally see the true nature of the matter. Fatty Wang must be behind all this.
But doesn’t he want to embarrass himself? Then slap him hard in the face.
Just as Ye Fan was about to agree, Fatty Wang pulled him from behind and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
"I don't dare to accept the challenge. I don't dare to accept the challenge. I'll give it up as soon as possible!"
"The big guy in front of me is Xu Zhongtian's second disciple. He is a real reckless man!"
"He is famous for his physical training. He got third place in the last disciple competition. His opponent must be trying to make us look bad. We can't fall for his trick."
Fatty Wang still has some brains. Anyway, he has achieved his goal, so there is no need to make himself miserable.
Ye Fan just responded with a calm look in his eyes.
"Don't worry, elder, it doesn't matter if you win one game. It's hard to get here today, so you have to win against him a few more times."
Then his eyes looked at Kuang Fury across from him and smiled slightly. It seemed that those who practiced physical skills were really a bunch of reckless people.
"Boy! Are you the one who came here to compete? Yes, you have the courage and courage. Do you dare to fight me?"
Fury pointed at Mark with disdain.
"There is nothing to be afraid of, but the boy's strength is not as strong as that of my senior brother. I hope you will show mercy when the time comes and don't kill me with just two punches."
"Haha, you are still a kid, you have some sense, come on, come on!"
Fury took a step back and punched himself hard on the chest, and the strength of the middle stage Jinxian exploded.
One after another, strong winds struck suddenly, forming a strong shield in front of him.