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After throwing Tie Zhujian to the disciple, Elder Liao retreated aside and said, "This sword contest will be dictated by my elder husband, and the sword contest will begin!"

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly changed, and the head of Hanhui and the elders were all confused and expectant.

Leng Yu, Mo Xinzhi and his wife, Nian Rujiao and others were all uneasy and dared not show off.

The excitement was the group of disciples waiting to play, watching jokingly.

The dark-skinned disciple finally stood on such a big stage, and with the opportunity to perform in front of the head and elders, he was naturally very excited.

With a righteous look on his face, he held the sword and bowed his hand, and wanted to introduce himself: "Leng Xingchen, I am a disciple of Elder Chu of the outer sect, Zhang..."

Shut up!"

Before the disciple named Zhang finished speaking, Ye Fan interrupted directly and said, "I am not interested in knowing the name of a waste!"

If the people who came up one by one had to introduce themselves, it would be too time-consuming, Ye Fan thought.

The outer disciple named Zhang slapped his face and his eyes were so angry that he snorted coldly, "Since that's the case, then I'm sorry!"

Then, the disciple surnamed Zhang stabbed forward, stabbed out with a sword, and a sword energy rushed straight to Ye Fan!

Ye Fan could predict the unreasonably slow movement in advance. After avoiding the sword energy with his body movement under his feet, he didn't even swing the sword. He just kicked the disciple Zhang in the chest!

"Bang!" Zhang

The disciple surnamed had a flash of eyes. He didn't even see how Ye Fan approached, and he was kicked in his chest!

The body protection true energy could not stop Ye Fan's foot, and his body flew out of the ring like a cannonball!

When he realized it, he had already fallen into the cold Tianchi with a "thump" sound!

In an instant, everyone by the Tianchi Lake had their expressions frozen!

Han Hui and Leng Donglin and other elders looked at each other, and they all saw shock in each other's eyes.

Of course, they saw Ye Fan’s movements just now. It was too simple. They just dodge, rush forward, and then kicked!

This is not even a trick, it is just the most basic move.

The question is... Why is Leng Xingchen so agile? And where does he get such a lot of strength!? Leng Xingchen

Yu and Mo Xinzhi couldn't believe their eyes. They thought it would be a hard battle, but their son actually only kicked and solved the opponent!?

What the hell is going on!?

Ru Jiao was also surprised, and was surprised immediately. Her beautiful eyes shone with a hint of light, and she couldn't help but think of Ye Fan's remarks in the Hanguang Palace just now...

Could it be that my husband was just deliberately acting low-key in the past!? He has been practicing hard!?

Uncontrollably, a trace of hope rose in Nian Rujiao's heart, looking forward to the miracle... Ye

Fan didn't even look at it, but turned around and said in a bored tone: "Hurry up, next one!"

Elder Liao on the stage realized this time. He was also shocked by Ye Fan's quick skills and quickly shouted: "First game, Leng Xingchen won!"

The disciple named Zhang drank two sips of water from the pool, and after returning to the shore with sword, his whole body was already wet.

His face turned pale and his lips turned purple. When he thought that he had lost two thousand stones for no reason, he was almost crying!

"You...what the hell is going on with you!?"

Why don’t you avoid that trash kicking you!?”

Faced with the questioning of a group of disciples, the disciple surnamed Zhang said with a sad face: "He...he is too fast...I...I...I don't know why I was kicked!"

A group of disciples couldn't help but look at each other, with a little worried in their eyes. Could it be that Leng Xingchen has been deliberately hiding his strength?

Han Yuntao's eyes flashed and he sighed: "Let you not underestimate the enemy, Junior Brother Xingchen must be prepared."

"Don't be afraid! He is just taking advantage of tricks, building the ninth level of foundation, how capable can he have!? You

If our outer disciples don’t dare to go, then our inner disciples will take action,” Han Gang said with a dark face.

Senior Brother Han Gang, you don’t need to take action, Junior Brother will do it for you!" said a male disciple with a long face.

"Oh, Song Quyang? Did you go there so early? Is it a bit too overused?" Han Gang asked.

Song Quyang narrowed his eyes and said, "Junior brother went up now and just slapped the trash's aura, so as not to win by chance, and he really thought he was so great."

"Okay, then you go!" Han Gang grinned.

Song Quyang smiled excitedly, took the iron bamboo sword and jumped directly to the ring.

The disciples below have become confident again now, and those who do not participate in the war are also talking about it."

That is Song Quyang, the tenth among the top ten disciples!”

"Yes, the cultivation level of the Earth Pill is. Even if you have just formed the elixir, how can you match the ninth level of foundation building?"

Haha, Leng Xingchen's sword energy can't even penetrate the true energy of Senior Brother Song's body protection, right?"

With the praise from the disciples in the audience, Song Quyang's face shone even more."

Leng Xingchen, let me Song Quyang let you know..."

Shut up!" Ye Fan was too lazy to listen more and said impatiently: "Why do you say so much? Take a move quickly!"

Song Quyang gritted his teeth and sneered: "Take a move? Based on you? Song's cultivation level of the local elixir, it would be too bullying to take action first. You should do it first."

"This is what you said..." Ye

As soon as Fan finished speaking, his figure rushed out like a lightning bolt! Song

Qu Yang suddenly saw Ye Fan approaching, which was so fast that he caught him off guard!

What speed!? Song

Qu Yang quickly protected his body and wanted to swing a sword!

Ye Fan changed direction rapidly, and after a snake-shaped change, his arm hit Song Quyang's body-protecting real energy like a strong and thick steel bar!

Although he felt a trace of resistance brought by his true energy, Ye Fan could completely withstand this pain!”

boom!"

Ye Fan endured the pain like a needle, and his arm shattered the true energy that protected his body, and one hand directly covered Song Quyang's face!

Fan grabbed this guy's head and pressed it on the ground!

Bang!!"

The sound was muffled, and Song Quyang's head hit the ground, his head was bleeding, and his brain was shocked!

Qu Yang opened his mouth, looked frightened, and his eyes were open, and he fainted like a fool! Ye

Fan sighed for a moment that the physical fitness of these monks was too poor. They were even weaker than those ancient martial artists who strengthened their bodies. They relied on spiritual energy to enhance their physique, but that was the case.

Once their true energy cannot be effective, if they are approached, they are like some mercenaries from C-level organizations in the surface world, and vulnerable.

Ye Fan stood up, glanced at Elder Liao who was already stunned by the shock, and said, "Hey, it's time for the next one."

The elder suddenly woke up and shouted with some tongue knots: "First...First...First! Leng Xingchen won!"

Wow!!"——Don't

Hundreds of disciples by the pool were all in an uproar!

What is the situation? Song Quyang, one of the top ten disciples in the realm of the earth pill, was knocked unconscious by Leng Xingchen's slap on the ground!?

Didn’t Song Quyang take advantage of the Leng family? Did he deliberately let the water go?

Men Hanhui and the elders were already a little confused. How could this be possible?

Leng Xingchen didn't even use any true energy, so why did he forcefully penetrate the true energy of the Earthly Pill Realm with his body!?

However, Song Quyang has just formed a pill for a while, and this true energy cannot be shaken by the physical body at will!?

At least, no one in the entire Hanguang Sect dares to say that they can penetrate the true energy of the earthly elixir without using their true energy.

The elder Leng Donglin's eyes were full of glitter, and his face could not hide his smile. Leng Xingchen defeated Song Quyang, no matter what method he could win, at least it has proved that the only seedling of the Leng family is not a waste!

Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi and his wife were even more excited to hold each other with a smile on their faces.

Ru Jiao cried with joy. Happiness came too suddenly, and she no longer knew how to express her mood at this moment.

Looking at the group of disciples who had not yet appeared, many of them had begun to look dead, their morale was low, and they could not believe what was happening in front of them...

Han Yuntao stood there quietly, carrying his hands on his back. He sometimes looked at Nian Rujiao not far away, sometimes looked at Leng Xingchen, who was leisurely on the stage, with a shadow on his face...
Chapter completed!