The Lord of Fang Zheng Mansion sat upright on the top of the platform in front of the martial arts square. Looking at the many disciples in the inner courtyard below, he felt that his heart became younger.

I thought I was so energetic back then, leading the Beast Hall to become a lobby entrance, and then I am strong until now.

However, when he thought of the current Beast Control Hall, the owner of the mansion remembered his incompetent son. He looked for Chen Fan in the martial arts competition square with his eyes, and soon a black figure appeared in his eyes.

Chen Fan was now in place, looking at all the disciples in the hall on the court calmly. Many people had some unconscious light of ambition in their eyes, and it seemed that they wanted to show their skills.

If you perform well today and are appreciated by the Lord of the Mansion, you may not be able to stay in Founder School's School in the future and become an elder.

The dream of many disciples is to be elders in the Founder Academy. Not only do they not have to face the intrigues and deceits of the outside world, but they can also have the resources provided by the Academy to practice.

Who wouldn't like to do such a best-of-two-world thing?

The outside world is very dangerous, and the Academy is a shelter for everyone. Even if it is the most cruel struggle between disciples, the Academy will save the lives of the disciples.

If you want to attack the elders in Founder Academy, you are really looking for death. This is simply provoking the dignity of the entire Founder Academy. As the strongest force in the northwest region of the Miracle Continent, Founder Academy cannot tolerate anyone's underestimation.

Next to the Lord of Fang Zheng’s Mansion, there were several young people with extremely powerful auras. The weakest of them were all in the Venerable Realm. Looking at the disciples in the inner courtyard below, one of the men said coldly.

"I thought some genius could appear, but now it seems that it's just that."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman beside him immediately warned him: "Don't just say anything nonsense! Be careful that disaster comes from your mouth!"

Although they are genius monks from the center of the mainland, they are still on the Founder Academy, so it is better to be low-key.

"What I said is the fact. Look at the strongest disciples in the audience, who are in the middle stage of the Venerable's realm, and their aura seems a bit wasted. The strength of the disciples in Fangzheng Academy made me a little disappointed."

"Although they are local snakes in the northwest region, the quality of their younger generation of disciples is indeed not high. The old seniors in the Sword Valley all have great cultivation, but the era when they are young has passed."

The man felt a little angry, so he continued.

"You say something more, and go back to Zhongzhou now. We don't need a guy who loves to cause trouble." Suddenly, the woman standing in the center spoke.

When the senior sister heard the words, the man naturally didn't dare to say more.

The woman wore a white veil, but just from her figure, she knew that she was definitely a beauty in her personal life.

Many disciples in the audience also noticed the beautiful woman on the stage. Although she did not show any appearance, her every move seemed very attractive, making people think a lot.

Chen Fan quietly stood there, nodding his head and lowering his eyebrows, waiting for the start of the game.

Many old sword cultivators from Jian Gu were also sitting on the stage, looking at Chen Fan who was standing like a reef, with a happy smile on their faces.

Mr. Chen looks a little stronger than before, but he is still so thin. I wonder if his swordsmanship has improved. This is what many old sword cultivators think at this time. They treat Chen Fan as their grandson.

The head of Fangzheng Academy looked at the bustling crowd. When the atmosphere reached its peak, he stood up and said loudly.

"I announce that this year, the resource competition between the lobby entrances of the inner courtyard has officially begun!"

Although the sound is not small, every monk on the scene can clearly hear what he says. Just by using this skill to transmit sound, there are many tricks in it.

A woman from Zhongzhou immediately thought when she heard the words of the Founder of Fang Zheng's Mansion. Founder Academy is worthy of being a Beidou-level existence at the Taishan Northwest region of the entire continent.

The Lord of the Mansion could surprise everyone with a small trick. But for her, it was just a surprise.

The disciples present in the inner courtyard made shocking screams, and the monks were all bloody in their bones. And such a battle was like bleeding for the hall, and no one wanted to give in.

"Although there is no eye-catching fists, if anyone dares to maliciously maliciously or kills his fellow disciples during the game, he will be killed without mercy!"

As soon as the head of the Founder of Fang Zheng Academy said this, everyone couldn't help but shivered.

The palace lord actually showed a little cold breath at this time, causing many disciples to sink in. When they opened their eyes again, their eyes were full of incredible words.

However, Chen Fan was still unmoved. No matter what the owner said, he just needed to compete for the resources he wanted.

After the mansion lord finished speaking, many elders led the contestants to their respective arenas and then engaged in a one-on-one confrontation.

There were some team competitions in the resource battle back then, but in recent years, the system of the institution has been constantly updated. Therefore, many past laws have been changed, and Chen Fan didn't care much about what the competition system was like.

In the competition square, there were more than a dozen rings fighting at the same time.

The Lord Fang Zheng’s mansion on the stage saw this scene and nodded with relief. Only by continuously delivering new blood to the school, the whole school will flourish every day.

Chen Fan is waiting quietly now, waiting for his opponent to arrive.

"Sword Hall Chen Fan!"

Suddenly, a referee called Chen Fan's name, and Chen Fan rushed over immediately when he heard his name.

Many disciples present couldn't help but start to be scared when they heard "Sword Hall Chen Fan".

All the disciples of the inner courtyard were still a little afraid of such a guy who was not afraid of breaking the sky. They burned other people's halls and felt the changing atmosphere in the audience. The owner of Fangzheng Academy also had some problems in his heart.

"Why does Chen Fan, a small disciple in the inner courtyard, look very courageous?"

"Look, this is the big devil in the inner courtyard. He likes to burn other people's halls." A disciple suddenly pointed at Chen Fan and said.

Chen Fan suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Being pointed at so many people with their fingers made him feel not as happy as he imagined.

Chen Fan walked closer to the ring step by step. After his opponent learned that his opponent was Chen Fan in Jiantang, his expression became ugly.
Chapter completed!