"Yes!" Fang Jinggen nodded heavily: "If we can enter the top 100, we will be successful."

Bai Jingyun gave Fang Jinggen speechlessly: "I don't have the ambition. Since I am going to participate, I will set a goal of 100 people?"

Fang Jinggen explained: "Xiaobai, you don't understand. I heard that the guys in Cangjiyuan are all crazy people who have been practicing swords since childhood. And we have been preparing to participate in Cangwaiyuan for countless geniuses. It is not easy for us to enter the top 100."

Bai Jingyun said: "You know that so many geniuses are participating, why are you going to join in the fun?"

"Am I a genius?" Fang Jinggen asked.

After hearing this, Bai Jingyun couldn't speak at once. This guy felt quite good about himself.

Bai Jingyun knew that he was not qualified to participate in such a competition, so he did not sign up.

Lin Fan and Fang Jinggen came to the registration office, but they lined up in a long queue.

"So many people?" Lin Fan looked ahead, most of them were seventh-grade lay Buddhists.

Those who can enter the outer courtyard of Cang are all fifth-grade lay Buddhists.

Many people know that they are not strong enough and cannot get a good ranking, just like Bai Jingyun, they are too lazy to participate.

A second-class lay Buddhist like Fang Jinggen came to sign up with confidence, and this one was the only one.

"Boss Lin Fan, do you know what the first place reward is this time?" Fang Jinggen said mysteriously.

Lin Fan glanced at the long queue in front of him and asked curiously: "What is the reward?"

Fang Jinggen lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "The best phantom spirit pill."

The best magic pill.

Lin Fan's eyebrows moved a little, as if he didn't expect it would be this thing.

The top-grade phantom phantom is to kill the top seventh-grade phantom monsters, which can lead to the top-grade phantom phantom.

To put it simply, there is probably only one monster that kills 100 seventh-grade phantom spirits, which can be the best-grade phantom spirit pill.

But this top-quality magic pill is also really extraordinary.

If you refine this top-grade illusion pill, you can immediately break through to the Taoist priest realm.

Perhaps for a genius like Ye Feng, there is no difference between the top-grade phantom phantom and the seventh-grade phantom phantom.

Anyway, their talents can all cross the Taoist priest realm.

But for those who lack talent, it is particularly precious.

If you say that as a lay Buddhist realm, as long as you have enough resources and a little talent for practicing Taoism, you can become a lay Buddhist.

And with the investment of a large amount of resources, he can become a seventh-grade lay Buddhist.

But no matter what, you cannot cross the Taoist realm.

This is a chasm.

But the best-quality illusion pill can make people 100% cross the Taoist realm.

No wonder.

Lin Fan looked at the seventh-grade lay Buddhists who were lined up in front of him. These seventh-grade lay Buddhists might have fought for this top-grade illusion pill.

There are many seventh-grade lay Buddhists in their sixties and seventies in front of them.

Don’t underestimate these seventh-grade lay Buddhists, although they are only seventh-grade lay Buddhists.

But after all, I have been accumulating at this level of strength for a long time, and my strength is quite good.

As for the others, they are basically sixth-grade lay Buddhists, and even fifth-grade lay Buddhists are hard to see.

And Fang Jinggen can be said to be the only second-grade lay Buddhist in this family who has come to register.

After they signed up, each received a brand.

On the morning of the next day, the day of the Kendo Competition came.

The largest square of Cangjian Sect is also the square where Lin Fan and his friends worshiped the ancestor sword when they joined Cangjian Sect. It can be said to be crowded with people.

Ten arenas were built in the square.

The competition system is very simple. There are more than 200 people who sign up, one-on-one, and the loser quits.

Then the top 16 will be decided, and the next day, we will start to compete for the first place.

"There are too many people." Bai Jingyun looked at the exaggerated crowd and was a little stunned.

Lin Fan beside him smiled and said, "There are only two hundred people participating in the competition, but basically all the introductory disciples are here, most of them are watching the fun."

"Haha, I can finally show my skills." Fang Jinggen clenched his fists, his face full of excitement.

Ye Feng did not sign up, but he rarely came with Fang Jinggen.

Although Ye Feng is arrogant, he has a good relationship with Fang Jinggen.

In fact, this is normal. The fewer people like Ye Feng have, the more determined they will be to this friend after they recognize a friend.

Beneath the crowds, there were no senior officials of any sect to watch the battle.

They will only come tomorrow to watch the battles in the Top 16.

On each ring, there will be a referee and ten rings, and it will begin.

The referee would read out two numbers of license plates every time, and the person who reads the number plates would go on stage to compete.

After winning the game, you will get off the court and wait for the next battle.

There were many masters on the ten arenas, but they were very successful in fighting.

The disciples below support their friends on the stage from time to time, and the scene was very hot.

“No. 135!”

A referee from the ring shouted.

It's time for yourself.

Lin Fan glanced at the license plate and walked onto the arena.

"Lin Fan! Come on!"

"Boss Lin Fan, fuck him to death!"

Fang Jinggen and Bai Jingyun cheered loudly.

Standing in front of Lin Fan was a seventh-grade lay Buddhist who looked over thirty years old.

The name is Cheng Yong.

Cheng Yong's face showed ecstasy. He was also from Cangwaiyuan. He did not expect that what he was facing would be Lin Fan.

He almost laughed out loud. This guy is only a fifth-rank layman and only joined Cangwaiyuan not long ago.

Can he be stronger?

Cheng Yong's face was filled with confidence: "Lin Fan, we are all from Cangwaiyuan. You can go down by yourself, so as not to take too much action and hurt you will be unbeautiful."

Lin Fan was a little surprised that this person actually knew him.

After joining Cangwaiyuan, he rarely went out and basically stayed in the house to practice.

He may not understand that his reputation in Cangwai Hospital was quite good at this time.

The managers of Cangwai Hospital were arrested by Uncle Minyang because of him. How could he not be famous?

What's more, he offended Miao Jianyuan.

"Please give me advice, senior brother." After saying that, Lin Fan picked up the wooden sword given by the referee.

In this game, everyone can only use wooden swords to compete.

"Come on!" Cheng Yong stabbed Lin Fan's chest confidently.

Even if he does not use spells, he can still confidently defeat Lin Fan.

Don't ask who gives him the confidence.

If a seventh-grade layman fights a fifth-grade layman, why not use magic power? Why not just hang up and beat him?

Cheng Yong was even thinking in his mind, hoping to meet a weaker guy in the next game.

At this moment, the sword in his hand had been slashed away by Lin Fan, and the wooden sword was placed on his neck.

"this!"

Cheng Yong was stunned and defeated him with one move? How could it be?

Lin Fan looked at Cheng Yong with a faint smile on his face.
Chapter completed!