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Fang Chang walked straight towards Chen Fan, then stood side by side with Chen Fan, and said lightly: "You really didn't disappoint me, but I won the last game after all." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Chen Fan nodded lightly, and a smile appeared in his eyes:

"Maybe, but there's one more."

He went to the refining hall to report for naturalization some time later than Fang Chang, and in this regard, his last bet with Fang Chang was indeed lost.

But in fact, after he broke through the Qi refining period, he participated in the "Taixu Lotus Huatong Xuanyu Sutra" that he had practiced for a period of time, and he didn't go to naturalize and report until half a month later.

In this way, it is not certain who will win and who will lose between him and Fang Chang.

However, Chen Fan is not the kind of person who cares after all, facts are facts, since he went to report for naturalization a few days later than Fang Chang, he lost that bet.

Admit defeat in betting.

For him, a momentary gain or loss is nothing.

What's more, there is still one more game for them to distinguish the winner and loser.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Fang Chang's eyes emitted a gleam, and then nodded slightly.

Chen Fan's face was still calm, and the two stood side by side and looked at the high platform together.

Seeing this scene, the newly initiated disciples near Chen Fan were all stunned.

They couldn't believe that Fang Chang, the personal disciple of Nie Huan, the master of the Hall of Battle, and the genius Fang Chang, who had entered the Qi refining period after three months of worshipping the Spirit Turtle Gate, was actually standing with Chen Fan.

And it seems that something is still being said.

"How is this possible, Fang Chang would actually stand with the 'Chen Rice Bucket', between the two of them, one is a giant bird in the sky and the other is a mud on the ground, how can there be a connection?"

"Did you hear clearly just now, what Fang Chang and that 'Chen Rice Bucket' were talking about?"

"The two of them seem to be talking about winning or something, 'Chen Fan Bucket' seems to be losing, but what is there between Fang Chang and him, this... This one.... ”

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These people didn't believe that Fang Chang would have anything to do with Chen Fan.

After all, in the past three months, Chen Fan has always been the "Chen rice bucket" in the canteen, a waste that has fallen and sunk in the kitchen; However, Fang Chang was a disciple of the Battle Hall Master, a genius of the Yellow Rank Wind Spirit Root.

How could these two people have crossed paths?!

On the contrary, among the old disciples of the outer sect on the other side, the eyes of several people led by a thin young man flickered.

These people had met with Chen Fan and others because Wang Suchun wanted to teach Wang Hu a lesson, and they knew that Chen Fan was extremely strong, and they naturally knew Fang Chang.

They knew very well that Fang Chang and Chen Fan, as well as Lei Wei and Wang Hu, knew each other.

"Fang Changdu has already stepped into the Qi refining period, and that kid seems to be no worse, plus which genius Wang Hu, hmph, Wang Suchun has suffered this time."

The thin young man sneered in his heart.

Before, he was going to break Chen Fan's legs for Wang Suchun's reward, but he didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble, and Chen Fan directly twisted his hand, if it wasn't for Chen Fan's mercy, his arm would have been useless.

But because he didn't complete the task, Wang Suchun naturally didn't say anything about it.

This made him have no good impression of Wang Suchun.

The competition on the stage continued, except for a few people, most of the new disciples went to the stage, and then it was soon Wang Hu's turn.

"Wang Hu and Lin Leehom, let's start." Luo Jingrui, who was in the air on the high platform, said lightly.

Hearing this, Wang Hu jumped onto the high platform.

Chen Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a bit of thoughtfulness in his eyes, and he couldn't help but nod lightly.

However, after more than a month, Wang Hu's strength is obviously stronger, although he can't see the specific level of strength clearly, but at least it will not be worse than Lei Wei.

After all, the quality of his spiritual root is extremely strong, and even if he cultivates the Spirit Turtle Qi Refining Technique, he will enter the realm extremely quickly.

"I don't know who that Lin Leehom is, but since he doesn't have any reputation, he won't be too strong, so it seems that there will be no surprises in this fight."

Chen Fan secretly speculated in his heart.

And Fang Chang simply closed his eyes directly.

For him, who had already stepped into the Qi Refining Period, if it was just a competition among disciples in the Body Forging Period, it would not attract any attention from him at all.

After all, he is not like those high-level sects, although the competition between the disciples in the forging period has no meaning to them, but in order to grasp the state of the disciples of the sect, the progress of cultivation, and see if there are any hidden good seedlings, they all = must carefully observe every competition.

Sure enough, Leehom Lin's strength was really not high, and he was also directly defeated by Wang Hu with one punch.

After defeating Lin Leehom, Wang Hu also noticed Chen Fan, but because the head Bai Wuji arranged him to stand behind him, he could only nod to Chen Fan, and then went back and stood with Wang Suchun, separated from the girl in white.

Wang Hu stepped down victoriously, and the battle on the high platform continued, and there were few new disciples who had not yet participated in the battle.

Then it was Chen Fan's turn immediately.

"Chen Fan and Yang Jun, come on stage."

Luo Jingrui paused for a moment in his gaze on Chen Fan, and then said lightly, his voice was not loud, but it resounded throughout the audience, as if it was being said in everyone's ears.

"It's finally the turn of 'Chen Rice Bucket', ha, I don't know if he can survive this round."

"Hehe, what if you come out of the same place as Lei Wei, and how do you know Fang Chang, the most important thing in the immortal cultivation world is always your own strength."

"Anyway, he also has the strength of the sevenfold forging period, that Yang Jun doesn't know how, this round is estimated to be able to pass, but I don't know how many moves are needed."

"That Yang Jun I know, his strength has just broken through the sixth level of forging body, although it is a little worse than the 'Chen Rice Bucket', but he has cultivated a 'Flame Sword Technique', and in the second half of his three months of penance, he has stepped into the 'form' realm, and there is no possibility of victory."

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Chen Fan ignored the gossip of the people around him, and walked towards the high platform step by step.

On the other side, a tall and thin new beginner disciple also jumped onto the high platform and looked at Chen Fan with a smile on his face:

"Chen Fan, I've heard of you, I know your deeds in the canteen, and I also know that you have the nickname of 'Chen Fan Bucket', haha, according to me, you better go down and be your butcher yourself, the battle here is not for you."

He was holding a thick-backed long knife in his hand, the blade of which was shining with cold light, and it was obviously a very good mortal weapon.

But a mortal weapon is just a mortal weapon after all, and it is nothing if it is not in the grade.

Chen Fan smiled softly, and then shook his head slightly: "Don't talk nonsense, start talking." ”

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