"Junior, if you can't control it, I can help you seal the power of the dragon soul..."
The True Dragon Dharma is too unscrupulous, and the Ren family cannot let Ren Xiaofan use it unscrupulously. So when Ren Xiaofan remained silent, Ren Qinghe couldn't help but glance at him and said.
The old Taoist priest didn't know where he was at the moment, and Ren Xiaofan didn't dare to be too presumptuous. If the old man suddenly got into trouble, he wouldn't even have a chance to react.
So looking at Ren Qinghe, he said: "You don't need help from seniors. Since you are playing at home, I, as an away player, naturally have to abide by the rules to prevent you from cheating after I win..."
"Haha, as long as you don't use the power of the dragon soul to pass the three difficulties set by my family, I am willing to admit defeat."
"Well, if the old man says it, the boy will naturally believe it..."
The conditions were negotiated and everything was ready. Except for Ren Chengze who stayed to announce the first level, the others flew away from the center of the square.
In this first level, the Ren family sends ten selected elite disciples to fight against Ren Xiaofan. As long as Ren Xiaofan can persist for thirty minutes, he will pass this first level.
"The ten elite disciples have the lowest cultivation level in the late stage of enlightenment. It is said that this evil boy is also in the late stage of enlightenment. He shouldn't be able to persist for so long, right?"
"I can't tell. Watching the live broadcast of the supernatural power conference, he has already mastered the field. He might be able to last for half an hour."
"What's the point? He has mastered the field, but it is only at the elementary level. Moreover, the ones we sent are elite disciples. Do you understand elite disciples? Let alone half an hour, I estimate that he can hold on for ten minutes."
"I don't think there's any suspense. Throughout the ages, there have been no more than four enemies against one. What's more, there are many among these ten people who have higher cultivation levels than him."
The disciples have different opinions, but most of them are not optimistic about Ren Xiaofan. After all, with one enemy and many, you are constrained, not to mention the challenge of leapfrogging...
"Wanqing, do you think Xiaofan can do it?"
Sitting at the VIP table, Ren Xueyi asked Xue Wanqing worriedly.
Both of them came from the Yin Yang Sect. She felt that Xue Wanqing should know best about Ren Xiaofan's strength.
"It should be...no problem
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." Xue Wanqing hesitated and said.
It was not easy to face ten monks of the same level and one level higher than herself at once. Even if she believed in Ren Xiaofan, she could not help but feel worried.
"These ten elite disciples all have rich combat experience, and their cooperation is even better. Xiaofan probably can only rely on his body skills to delay time..." Although Ren Chengze didn't know the specific strength of Ren Xiaofan, but for these ten
An elite disciple who is extremely familiar with him.
"Oh? Are you really that powerful?" Zuo Qiankun sat next to him, and he couldn't help but be a little surprised when Ren Chengren spoke so highly of these ten disciples.
The two of them debuted at the same time, and they knew each other before, but they were not familiar with each other. But now that they are in-laws, they naturally want to talk more.
"That's right." Ren Chengren explained: "The Ren family has a space magic weapon that seals ancient monsters, the Painted Realm. All disciples who want to enter the elite level must enter it and train. Only those who can stay in it for a week
Only when time does not die can you pass the test. But often the disciples who enter it either die or disappear, and only a few can pass in the end..."
"What? Your Ren family still has such treasures?"
Not only Zuo Qiankun, but other elders and pavilion masters were also extremely surprised after hearing this.
Space magic weapons are far from being comparable to suggested storage treasures such as the Qiankun Bag. It is a kind of existence that can form a small world of its own, not to mention that there are sealed monsters inside.
"Well, our ancestor got this from the Yinxian Sect three hundred years ago for the training of his disciples..." Ren Chengren nodded and did not hide anything.
"No wonder...no wonder you have so many masters in the Ren family. It turns out this is what happened..."
I don’t know if I didn’t come here. I was shocked when I saw it. If nothing else, let’s talk about these masters in the enlightenment stage. Outside, they can establish a small sect on their own, but in the Ren family, they can only be a small disciple. Such strength can now be replaced
You can't do it in any of the five sects...
"Haha... No matter how powerful the aristocratic family is, it can't compare to the Taoist sect. Forget it, let's start the challenge, let's watch Xiaofan first." Ren Chengren said with a wry smile.
In the center of the square, ten elite disciples sent by the Ren family were already in place, standing opposite Ren Xiaofan.
"Are you the number one among the younger generation in Dao Sect now? Without the help of True Dragon Soul,
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, It actually doesn’t look that good..." One of the elite disciples curled his lips and said after carefully looking at Ren Xiaofan.
"I'm sorry, we were all practicing before and didn't watch the supernatural power conference organized by your Taoist sect, so we just heard about your bravery..." Another elite disciple said contemptuously.
Of the ten people, seven are in the perfect stage of enlightenment and three are in the late stages of enlightenment. And they are all sword cultivators. No wonder they are so confident.
However, just when there were still people who wanted to speak, the disciple who seemed to be the leader of the ten people suddenly interrupted them and said: "Well, the other party is also the number one among the younger generation of the Taoist sect, who defeated the reincarnation of the ancient god of the Yingui sect.
Don’t be careless if you exist, use all your strength, resolve the battle quickly and then continue to practice..."
Even though he said that, he didn't take Ren Xiaofan seriously. After saying that, he took the lead in summoning a long sword to attack Ren Xiaofan.
"Listen to big brother and deal with this kid quickly."
After seeing this, other elite disciples also summoned their long swords and attacked Ren Xiaofan from all directions...
Ren Xiaofan smiled coldly, facing the first sword thrust by the elite disciple, he stretched out his two right fingers to clamp it.
The other party was stunned for a moment, but at that moment, Ren Xiaofan's sandbag-like fist had already reached his face.
Bang!
Without any surprise, the leading elite disciple was directly knocked away by this punch, and even his sword was thrown away...
This made the other nine disciples who were attacking Ren Xiaofan stunned for a moment.
However, elites are elites. Although they were all shocked, their attack did not decrease at all, and they reached Ren Xiaofan at the same time.
Ren Xiaofan had no intention of evading, but continued to stand where he was, letting the sword stab him.
Bang bang bang....
A layer of purple light suddenly emanated from the surface of his body. Although the sword stabbed Ren Xiaofan, it did not penetrate into the skin at all, and did not even pierce the clothes.
"Haha, you don't want to waste your time, I just happen to think so too..."