Chapter 368: On the First Day of the Preliminary Competition, the Tang Sect's Fear (Chapter 1)

What kind of strength is this?" All around, there was only a gasping voice, and the person concerned, Chen Fan, was extremely indifferent, and after holding his fists, he turned around and left, without a trace of stagnation.

From beginning to end, it's as if there's nothing to pay attention to, it's not worth mentioning, but it makes everyone else stupid.

This is almost the most comical and cleanest battle of the day, and with just one punch, this Hou Lin fell.

Looking at today's day, there are no more than three people who can defeat the enemy with one punch, including this battle!

It can be seen that this Chen Fan's horror.

For a while, there was a gasp on the stage, but no one spoke, just watched fixedly, on the side of Kunlun Seven Pavilion, some of the little disciples saw that Chen Fan went down with a punch and directly defeated the opponent and won, some cheered, while the others widened their eyes and didn't say a word.

"This kid!" Wen Ming was surprised, "Mo Fan was ...... just now Am I mistaken?"

Chen Fan's aura that erupted just now was really too weak, just like that, it was gone in the blink of an eye, so that they almost didn't see it clearly, but what was right was that this Chen Fan seemed to have reached the Innate Six Realms!

What's the point? It's only been a long time, this kid has broken through again??

The corners of Wen Ming's mouth twitched, and he couldn't speak, this Mo Fan was a little too demonic, and his cultivation broke through, just like eating and drinking water, it was as easy and simple as eating and drinking.

"This man. . . Hou Changqing couldn't help but clench his fists, his eyes flashed slightly, and Gu Zheng'an next to him suddenly showed a pleased smile on his face.

At that moment, Chen Fan had already walked back, Li Shen smiled and didn't speak, Chen Fan swallowed the seven sword intent left by Gu Motian and obtained a large amount of aura, if it weren't for Chen Fan's weirdness, he devoured so much aura, and still didn't break through, he would feel strange.

Such a breakthrough was only expected.

"Well done. Gu Zhengan stretched out his hand and patted Chen Fan's shoulder, Chen Fan smiled, such a competition is not enough, the focus is on the next competitions, the preliminary round is nothing.

Exhaling a breath, Chen Fan gradually quieted down a little.

Chen Fan had already left, but on the stands around him, there was still a slight uproar, and there was a lot of discussion, they had already seen Chen Fan's strength just now, "That person just now, only the Innate Six Realms, right? ”

"Yes, Kunlun Qige is a bit weird. ”

Countless people in the stands have silently written down Chen Fan's name. Despite this, the turmoil caused by Chen Fan is still limited to this, after all, this is just a very low-end duel.

The next thing has little to do with Chen Fan, Chen Fan closed his eyes on one side and rested silently, waiting for the end of today.

Nine Dragons Heavenly Sect, Yang You's face couldn't help but be a little ugly, he naturally noticed Chen Fan's appearance of defeating the enemy with this punch.

Beside him, the other Four Holy Sons closed their eyes and said without opening their eyes, "Don't worry, it's just one innate six realms." ”

"In the next game, you have a chance to bump into him. Even if he doesn't, heh, it means that this person is so weak that he doesn't deserve our attention at all. "If this Mo Fan can't touch them, there is only one possibility, that is, halfway, this Mo Fan has already been eliminated.

As soon as he thought of this, Yang You's face looked a little better, and he snorted coldly and closed his eyes.

The preliminary round continued, Wen Ming played a game, the two fought slightly, although they did not defeat the enemy with a single punch, but Wen Ming won very easily, and at the end, Hou Changqing also played.

Hou Changqing played more simply, with one punch and one shot, the opponent had already vomited blood.

Chen Fan noticed that this Hou Changqing's cultivation seemed to have increased slightly, and he was extremely powerful, but fortunately, according to the rules, during the preliminary stage, people from the same sect would not meet each other.

Under the day, these masters all came down one after another, and there were no accidents and waves, except for Chen Fan, an outlier, after this battle, there was no one who became famous.

On the first day of the preliminary competition, it was easy to win, but this sword test square was still very lively, and the crowd gradually dispersed.

Gu Zhengan was quite happy, patted Chen Fan and the others on the shoulder and said, "Today's performance is good." ”

On the first day, all the people of Kunlun Seven Pavilion were taken, there was no pressure, Wen Ming was slightly proud, Hou Changqing was indifferent, just glanced at Chen Fan, didn't say a word, and turned his head.

"Let's go. "On the first day, it's just a hot hand for everyone, there's nothing to say, by the way, to observe the strength of the opponent, it can be seen that these top masters of the six major sects, when they are working with people, it is obvious that they secretly preserve their strength, and do not let people see their hole cards.

But further on, this situation may be broken. After all, there will always be accidents.

On the first day, it was easy to win, and the people of the Seven Pavilions of Kunlun went back happily, and each returned to his own courtyard and went to practice, and at the same time, among the Tang Sect.

In the courtyard, the people of the Tang Gate sat in a circle, sitting in a precarious position, on one side, a middle-aged man with a gloomy face, wearing a long coat, his hands in the sleeves, directly above, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, expressionless, sitting cross-legged, and did not open his eyes, this person is the senior brother of the Tang Gate, Tangshan!

Below, Hou Lin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his face was ugly, and he kept lowering his head.

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, "In today's preliminary round, I have seventeen people from the Tang Sect, and I have lost four games, and it will be okay if I lose four games, Hou Lian, what's going on with you this time? To a person from the Congenital Six Realms, you can't get up with one punch, is it not a shame to lose it?

Hou Lone's face turned red, and the people in the courtyard suddenly turned their heads, and they all looked at this Hou Lone, Hou Lone's performance today was really ugly.

But this Hou is lonely in the Tang Sect, and his cultivation is only obscene, so not too many people pay attention to this Chen Fan.

Hou Lin clenched his fists, his face turned red, and he defended, "This person is indeed a little weird, I tried my best, but I couldn't touch his sleeve, and his strength is too weird, it is definitely not something that a person from the Congenital Six Realms can have, his strength is at least in the Innate Eight Realms, and it may still be retained!"

The middle-aged man sneered, "The power of the Innate Six Realms and the Eight Realms are still reserved? What kind of joke are you talking about? Listen to what you were talking about just now, wouldn't it be a shame on my Tang Sect if you say it?"

There was a laugh all around, Hou Xiao was extremely aggrieved, lowered his head, clenched his fists, and stopped talking.

"Go back. The middle-aged man said coldly, "This time I will meet the sect and punish you for half a year of penance, hum." ”

Hou Lin was silent, without saying a word, he stood up and went back to the house, he accepted such a punishment, but that Mo Fan was indeed too weird, it was an indescribable weirdness, after Hou Lin went back, the people present were a little quieter, and the senior brother Tang San opened his eyes, "There is nothing wrong with what Hou Lin said, I observed the battle, this person named Mo Fan is indeed a little problem." ”

"It's just that I didn't fight, so I can't judge this person's strength correctly, but this person named Mo Fan really can't be judged by common sense. ”

Although even Tang Shan said so, there was still an unintentional expression below, after all, no one would take defeating a Hou Shantai seriously, and a Tang Sect disciple said in a deep voice, "Then do you want to investigate? This person must have some problem in Kunlun Seven Pavilion." ”

"No need. Before Tang Shan could speak, the middle-aged man sneered and said coldly, "It's just careless, if it fails a little, I will have to investigate others at every turn, this makes people know, isn't it a price drop?"

"The next time you meet this person, you will do your best when you meet, and don't keep your hands any longer. After saying that, the middle-aged man strode away, "...... If anyone loses in the hands of this Mo Fan again, the punishment will be doubled!"

The people in the courtyard looked at each other, Tang San glanced at them indifferently, got up, and left silently, and the people melted into the darkness.

In the courtyard, Chen Fan didn't care about these criticisms from the outside world, he just closed his eyes and cultivated silently, and in the dantian, the golden true qi had slowly flowed, and the breath of the whole person was gradually rising......