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At this time, Luo Jingrui on the high platform glanced at Chen Fan deeply, and then said expressionlessly:

"Ready, start!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Jun on the opposite side let out a loud shout, stepped forward a few steps, raised the thick back long knife in his hand, and was about to slash towards Chen Fan. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Burning Plains!"

At this time, the power of a move in "Flame Knife Technique" is not bad, and Yang Jun has already stepped into the "shape" realm with half a foot, so it is also a good way to perform, and there is a faint trace of scorching breath.

And many disciples of the newcomer sect exclaimed in low voices when they saw this knife.

After all, they had only just entered the Spirit Turtle Gate for three months, and they were able to cultivate this "Flame Sword Technique" to the point where they could step into the "form" realm with half a foot, and they were already the best among these people, how could they not be surprised.

But Chen Fan just smiled faintly and shook his head slightly:

"It's too slow!"

As he spoke, he leaned sideways slightly, avoiding the knife that Yang Jun slashed in, and then threw a punch, which seemed to be slow and fast, and the last shot came first, so he punched Yang Jun in the abdomen.

"Bang!"

With a muffled sound, Yang Jun flew out suddenly, and the hundred refining steel knife in his hand couldn't hold it anymore, so it fell to the ground.

Just one punch, just like that, knocked Yang Jun out of the air.

Seeing this scene, the people around the high platform were taken aback.

Most of them knew Chen Fan, and some of them had heard of it even if they hadn't actually seen it.

After all, only Chen Fan had eaten and drunk in the dining hall, exploiting the loopholes in the sect's regulations, one person could be compared to a hundred people, and then he stayed in the dining hall for those who ate and became a butcher who slaughtered beasts and divided meat.

Among the rumors of these people, Chen Fan is not only willing to fall and sink between the cooks, but also a veritable "rice bucket".

How could he knock Yang Jun out with one punch?!

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, is this the real strength of that rice bucket?!"

"No, this is absolutely impossible, it should be Yang Jun who is too careless, alas, he doesn't know that the strength of that rice bucket has actually reached the seventh level of forging body."

"Do you think we're going to get us wrong......

"Hmph, it's impossible, he must just be lucky this time, after all, this is only the first round, have you seen anything from the people in the canteen?"

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Everyone in the audience was talking, not only the new disciples couldn't believe it, but even the old people among the outer disciples were extremely surprised.

Many of them had mocked Chen Fan in the dining hall.

If Chen Fan's strength is really strong, then why should he sink into the cooking affairs of the canteen.

You know, whatever you do in the Spirit Turtle Gate is much better than being a butcher in the canteen.

On the chairs behind the high platform, although Liang Qian still looked very bored, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes when he looked at Chen Fan; Nie Huan's face was calm, but his eyes were shining, and there was a faint hint of satisfaction, and the head couple nodded in unison.

With their cultivation, it could naturally be seen that Chen Fan had broken through the gap between immortals and mortals and stepped into the Qi refining period.

What's more, Lao Yutou was in charge of the naturalization of the sect's disciples, and he had already reported the matter of Chen Fan stepping through the Qi refining period.

Seeing Chen Fan's performance like this, the faces of the few people standing behind the head Bai Wuji were different.

Wang Hu's face was full of excitement, although he couldn't see that Chen Fan had already entered the Qi refining period, he was also extremely happy that Chen Fan easily defeated his opponent.

Wang Suchun was also smiling, but his eyes were full of gloom.

He had already recognized that Chen Fan was one of the people who had stood with Wang Hu before, but Chen Fan had already stepped into qi refining in just a few months, and he was more of a threat to him than Wang Hu, which couldn't help but make his jealousy of Wang Hu faintly turn to Chen Fan.

As for the girl in white standing on the side of the head lady Zhuo Qingxue, she frowned, as if she remembered something, and then her eyebrows furrowed, and a strange look appeared in her eyes.

"Chen Fan wins!"

In the middle of the high platform, Luo Jingrui, the elder of the Dharma Transmission Hall, opened his mouth to announce the results.

At this time, Yang Jun in the audience also reluctantly stood up, touched his abdomen, and then a somewhat strange look appeared on his face, and he couldn't help but salute Chen Fan, and said in a deep voice:

"Thank you Senior Brother Chen for your mercy."

Although Chen Fan defeated his opponent with one punch like Lei Wei, the punch that Lei Wei threw was extremely destructive, and his opponent was seriously injured at once; However, Chen Fan's punch used soft force, but it just flew Yang Junzhen out, and it didn't bring him any actual damage.

In this regard, several high-level people in the Spirit Turtle Gate were very satisfied.

After all, it was a competition between disciples, and the strength of the two was very far apart, so being able to control his strength so freely not only showed that Chen Fan cared about the friendship of his classmates, but also proved his absolute control over himself.

This already represents part of the strength.

Chen Fan stepped off the stage casually, and then returned to where he had stood before, but the people around him couldn't help but quietly move away a little.

defeated Yang Jun with one punch, which made Chen Fan a little incomprehensible in the eyes of everyone.

Therefore, a small empty circle suddenly appeared in the crowd under the high platform, and Chen Fan and Fang Chang stood side by side.

One person has a calm figure and a calm face, and one person has a face like a crown of jade and a long body, and the two of them stand together, and it is difficult for everyone to distinguish between them for a while.

At this moment, many people began to drum in their hearts.

Especially those outer disciples who had wantonly sarcastically ridiculed Chen Fan in the dining hall, their faces were full of surprise and uncertainty, and their eyes began to dodge.

They had already vaguely guessed that Chen Fan might not be so simple.

But there are still people who whisper to themselves, cheering themselves on.

"Hmph, it's just a fluke to win a round, what's the big deal, this little competition is long, I think he can get through a few rounds."

"Yes, whether it is Wang Hu, Lei Wei, or Fang Chang, they are definitely much stronger than him, not to mention Uncle Wang Suchun Wang, I don't think he will be able to jump for long, after all, a rice bucket is always a rice bucket."

"Half of the people were brushed off in this round, and the strength left behind is not bad, and he will definitely not be able to break through in the next round."

……

These people were far away from Chen Fan and Fang Chang, and they only dared to whisper to themselves, so Chen Fan didn't hear a word.

In fact, even if Chen Fan heard it, he would never care.

In this world, after all, it is necessary to rely on strength to speak.

The competition on the high platform is still going on, but except for a few people such as Wang Suchun who did not get off the court, the first round is about to end.

And everyone in the audience was also faintly looking forward to this Wang Suchun's move, after all, he was the first monk among the new disciples to break through the Qi refining period, and he was personally taught by the head of the sect, so it was naturally worth looking forward to.

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