When the body-building hall saw his brothers beaten to the point of being beaten, everyone was filled with anger. This kid was too bullying and was so arrogant after beating people, he just needed to beat them.

The female disciples of Mudan Hall were a little pleasing to Chen Fan at this time because he looked good and had a strong strength, so he was naturally prone to being favored by female disciples.

"I think this disciple of the Sword Hall is quite handsome. What do you think?" said a female disciple of the Peony Hall.

"I think so too, and I'm so strong." Another female disciple responded.

Seeing such a scene, the disciples of the Physical Training Hall became even more angry. Not only did they beat our brothers, but now all women are going to be snatched away by you. It’s really outrageous!

Chen Fan just stood quietly aside, waiting for the start of the next game. His goal was to win the championship, and he was very strong. Everything he did now was just acting.

If the eyes can kill people, then the eyes of the male compatriots present could kill Chen Fan 100,000 times. Many female monks have peach blossoms in their eyes, handsome and strong. Who doesn’t like such male disciples?

The atmosphere on the court became very subtle, and the initial battle of intention became what it is now.

Seeing all this, the Lord Fang Zheng remembered his romantic and dashing look when he was young, and his eyes were filled with playful expressions.

It's good to be young...

At that time, I was no different from them. I also liked to show off and also liked to focus everyone's attention on myself.

Jian Wu sighed in his heart that Jian Tang really picked up a treasure. Not only was he extremely talented, but he was also quite stubborn. What he wanted was such a peerless genius.

Everyone thinks that the sword cultivator is a straightforward intestine, and everything goes straight, but in fact it would not be. If the sword cultivator in the Miracle Continent were all like this, he would have been cheated to death long ago.

Sword cultivators often just don’t want to talk nonsense, because they are strong enough to just take action. This leaves everyone with a straightforward feeling. In fact, without a delicate mind, how can they feel the mysterious sword art?

Another round of competition has been completed and we have entered the challenge stage again.

At this time, a disciple of the bodybuilding hall took the lead and jumped quickly to the ring. Without giving everyone a space to react, he aimed his fist at Chen Fan. This meaning was self-evident.

Chen Fan just glanced at him indifferently, and there was no turmoil in his heart.

This body-building disciple is the best among this generation of new disciples in the body-building hall. The strength of the sixth level of the Infant-Change Stage makes many people dare not underestimate it.

Does Chen Fan dare to accept this challenge?

Many people think that Chen Fan is going to be a turtle with his head because his cultivation level is much higher than his.

But Chen Fan slowly walked towards the ring and then jumped up easily.

No...

This kid likes to show off his power too much. The strength on the other side is obviously much higher than yours, so he even goes to the ring in such a situation. Moreover, the muscle men in the bodybuilding hall will not keep their hands, so many female monks were worried about Chen Fan.

"Sword Cultivator, come on!" The female monk who actually had the Peony Hall shouted.

Because they didn't know Chen Fan's name, they could only use sword cultivators instead.

At this moment, in their eyes, Chen Fan was like a weak person, and the weak always made people feel pity. Chen Fan's handsome face also inspired their maternal glory, so the female monks waved the flag for him at this moment.

What! I'm so angry!

All the male compatriots present were in a state of excitement at this moment. What are they doing? Why did they encounter so much attention from the opposite sex?

Why isn't the guy standing on the ring at this time? I hate it so much...

Now Chen Fan has completely turned into a public enemy of the whole people. Many people want to find their other half in Founder School. Now Chen Fan's actions make them feel very unhappy.

How can it not make people jealous if they have so many female disciples supporting him?

Jian Wu looked at these people in surprise and thought to himself: It seems that my disciple is quite popular with girls, it’s not bad.

When the Lord Fang Zheng saw this scene, he laughed. What he wanted was this effect. He was looking forward to seeing Chen Fan killing all directions. Because he had the same attitude back then, he could experience this emotion.

"Let's take action quickly, stop being silly." Chen Fan said to the muscular man opposite.

The muscular man also thought so in his heart. Not only did he bully my fellow disciples, but he also seized the right of his spouse. It was so hateful.

His moves were much stronger than the one who just now. With the martial arts moves, he knew it was hard to resist as soon as he moved his body.

Chen Fan's clothes were automatically without wind, and he was also moving his position to prevent being hit by the muscular man on the opposite side.

However, Chen Fan did not plan to use his mountain rain sword. It was not yet time yet, so he wanted to see how strong his physical strength was.

Finding an opportunity, the two punched each other.

Chen Fan took two steps back, and the muscular man on the opposite side beat him up and rolled out.

What's going on?

I was shocked again on the field. This new disciple's personal cultivation level is much higher than the cost. Why did he lose even if he fights against pure body?

The muscular man himself couldn't understand why he couldn't beat Chen Fan. He gritted his teeth, jumped up from the ground, and slaughtered away again.

Chen Fan poses in a posture of preparing for battle, waiting for your fist to come.

When the muscular man punched, Chen Fan immediately took off his body and punched him hard in the chest with a backhand.

"puff!"

The muscular man was beaten to vomit blood on the spot. He was frightened by himself. He didn't expect that he would hit such a field. It was obvious that his cultivation was higher than the opponent, but why could he not beat him?

The Lord Fang Zheng’s palace is now looking at Chen Fan a little more formally. He didn’t expect that this kid is so powerful in body training, and his killer moves and sword skills are not used. He would never believe that the disciples of Jian Gu did not use swords to master the methods.

However, the people in Jiangu protected Chen Fan very well, and no news was revealed in normal times, so the Lord Fang Zheng had never heard of this disciple before.

After the punch was pushed, the muscular man could not hold back and sat on the ground looking very weak.

"I admit defeat."

He didn't want Chen Fan to drive him down, so he quickly said that he surrendered.

Seeing that the opposite side surrendered, Chen Fan waved to the disciples of Mudan Hall and said, "I don't call him Jian Xiu, my name is Chen Fan."

Then jumped off the ring very briskly.

The disciples of Peony Temple are all full of eyes.
Chapter completed!