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On the stage.

Feng Bufan was dressed in bright clothes, looking noble and gorgeous.

This is sewn with cloud gold wire, warm in winter and cool in summer, water and fire do not invade.

Feng Bufan used a knife.

With a knife in his hand, the momentum on his body became fierce, and he lost a little bit of the smug just now.

In the upper three forces, if you can get the opportunity to enter the academy to study, you must be a demon of heavenly pride, and your combat power is also the best among your peers.

In this way, you can stand out in the big competition in the power and get a place.

At the age of eighteen, in the late stage of foundation building, thirty-two spiritual veins were opened.

Such strength can be regarded as a quasi-demon.

Continue to cultivate for another year or two, and it is not difficult to break through to the Dan stage after opening up the thirty-three spiritual veins.

Lu Chen stood on the competition platform, his fists clenched, the sun shining on the bronzed skin on his body, shining dazzlingly and full of wildness.

The two stood facing each other.

Two very different styles.

Feng Bufan looks like a famous and authentic Tianjiao demon.

Lu Chen is like a country boy in the deep mountains and old forests.

Zhan Ruyi looked at the two of them intently, and instantly had a feeling

This is a collision of old and new forces.

After the pattern of the cultivation realm changed, the monks at the bottom also came to the forefront, and they could compete with these famous and authentic Tianjiao demons.

If it was in the past, the little-known Xiong Dalian and Feng Bufan would not have the qualifications to stand on the same competition platform.

She thought of the legendary man.

It was he who single-handedly changed the pattern of the cultivation realm.

"You are not the first demon to be defeated by my sword, nor will you be the last, you should feel honored to be defeated under my sword. ”

Feng Bufan gently stroked the treasure movement in his hand, looked at Lu Chen arrogantly and said.

He does have the qualifications to be arrogant.

In the internal competition of the Kaiyun Sect not long ago, he had just defeated a demon in the late stage of the foundation building period who had opened up thirty-three spiritual veins.

That battle was called a classic battle in the foundation building period of the Kaiyun Sect, and Feng Bufan also relied on that battle to suppress that demon and obtain the quota to enter the Wentian Academy.

Lu Chen looked at the momentum on Feng Bufan's body, he was indeed outstanding among his peers, but in front of him, he was still an ant.

He grinned and said, "This dress on my body was sewn from the skin of the saber-toothed tiger that I killed with one punch. ”

His words couldn't help but make people feel shocked, and Feng Bufan's face also showed a bit of solemnity.

The saber-toothed tiger is a fourth-level fierce beast, which is equivalent to the early stage of the elder, and he also has the strength to kill the saber-toothed tiger, but he can't kill it with one hit.

If Xiong Da didn't exaggerate, he really killed the saber-toothed tiger with one punch, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Feng Bufan looked at Lu Chen with a simple and dull look, thinking that he must not have cultivated powerful martial arts, it should be relatively strong, he snorted and said disdainfully, "There is a bit of brute force, and if you kill a beast, you don't know how thick the sky is, today I want you to know how big the gap between you scattered cultivators and our disciples of great forces is." ”

Along the way just now, Steward Liu had already asked about Lu Chen's background, and he said that he was a casual cultivator.

"Talent is not everything, and the resources we have are not what you can imagine. ”

"Split the mountains and divide the sea. ”

Feng Bufan pulled out his knife and slashed at Lu Chen.

This knife is fierce and domineering, with the potential of splitting mountains and the power of dividing the sea.

Even if there is a majestic mountain in front of you, it will be split by a knife.

Even if there is a turbulent sea in front of you, it will be cut off with a knife.

This sword is a ground-level primary martial art, the highest level martial art that can be cultivated during the foundation building period.

The Cheng family members who were watching also felt the power of this sword, and some people couldn't help but exclaim: "I can't imagine that Feng Bufan has actually practiced ground-level martial arts, no wonder he can get a place to enter the academy." ”

"One shot is a trick, and it seems that Xiong Da is going to lose in one move. ”

"Hehe, I'm afraid this Xiong Da is the first time I've seen a ground-level martial art. ”

……

As soon as Feng Bufan made a move, it attracted discussion among the Cheng family.

Opening up the spiritual veins represents the upper limit of one's own strength.

The comprehension of martial arts represents how much you can exert your own strength.

It is rare for a monk in the foundation building period to comprehend the primary martial arts of the ground level, and Feng Bufan's practice of splitting mountains and seas is indeed arrogant and arrogant.

But he met Lu Chen.

This kind of strength is no different from an ant in front of Lu Chen.

Lu Chen suddenly moved.

A palpitating aura suddenly appeared on the competition platform.

Just when Feng Bufan's knife was about to slash into Lu Chen's body, he seemed to have turned into a fierce beast and slammed into Feng Bufan with a punch.

Rumble.

The punch was simple.

There are no flashy martial arts.

It's just brute force.

One force will drop ten.

Feng Bufan noticed this punch, and a dangerous aura was born in his heart, but before he could react, this punch unstoppably blasted him away.

"Whew. ”

Feng Bufan was blown away and fell under the competition stage, spitting out a mouthful of blood, feeling that his chest was about to be shattered, and he looked at Lu Chen on the stage in horror.

He wanted to say something, but his chest was so tight that he fainted.

Silence.

The competition was silent, and everyone was stopped by Lu Chen's punch.

If they take this punch instead, I'm afraid they will be crippled if they don't die.

Steward Liu was the first to react, flew to Feng Bufan's side to check his body, and found that he was not in danger of his life, nor did he hurt the foundation, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked up at Lu Chen on the stage and said coldly, "Young man, you are too ruthless to shoot." ”

Although Feng Bufan was no big deal, he was knocked out under his nose, and if he didn't pay attention to it, he couldn't say anything.

Lu Chen said with a very innocent look, "I said that I have great strength, but you don't believe it, when I beat the fierce beasts, I fought like this." ”

Liu Guan was speechless, Feng Bufan couldn't catch a punch, who can be blamed for this?

"Zong Yuan, take Bufan down to heal. ”

A vigorous voice came into everyone's ears, and an old man walked in the void and landed on the competition platform and looked at Lu Chen.

When Steward Liu saw the visitor, he said respectfully, "Yes, real person." ”

Then he left the martial arts arena with the unconscious Feng Bufan.

The members of the Cheng family who were watching the battle in the martial arts arena all shouted respectfully to the old man in unison, "Meet the elder of the Yanghong clan." ”

Among the Shangsanpin family, only real people are called clan elders.

The person who came was the ninth uncle in Feng Bufan's mouth, the person in charge of the Cheng family who sat in Tiancheng, Cheng Yanghong Zhenren.

He noticed it when everyone came to the martial arts arena and had been secretly paying attention to the matter.

He said appreciatively to Lu Chen, "Young man, you can defeat the extraordinary with one punch, which is enough to prove your demonity, but according to the rules, it is still up to the old man to personally check your spiritual veins before counting." ”

Lu Chen returned to his honest and honest appearance, and said, "Please check it out with a real person." ”

Cheng Yanghong walked to Lu Chen's side, raised his hand and injected a spiritual energy into Lu Chen's body, swam around his spiritual veins, and found that it was indeed a demon who had opened up thirty-four spiritual veins.

Moreover, the thirty-fifth spiritual vein is full of vitality, and with the great potential of the bear, it is only a matter of time before the thirty-fifth spiritual vein is opened.

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