The old foxes present were all secretly smiling, and the group of newcomer disciples were half dead in anger.

Chen Fan turned into a reef, standing still in place, already wandering out of the world. That's what he wants, and the more angry you are, the stronger the slap in the face will be for me.

The more Jian couldn't think about it, the happier he became, and everyone hated him in their hearts when they saw that this dilapidated hall master was also so bad.

"Hahaha. ”

Jian Can't be a person who pays attention to a lot of etiquette rules, and if he can't stand in place and laugh, everyone hates this pair of masters and apprentices even more.

The master of the Founder Academy sat on the stage and couldn't help laughing, but he controlled it well and didn't let everyone find out his joy.

This group of guys from the Sword Hall...... It seems that he came prepared, this time the newcomer Dabi has a good show, and the master of the Founder Academy also thought in his heart.

Soon, the first ** match was over.

The next match is played randomly, and anyone who jumps in the ring and challenges the others, as long as that person does not fight, is considered to be a winner.

A disciple of the Forging Body Hall immediately jumped into the ring, and fully expressing himself in such a big newcomer ring was a sure deal.

Many people secretly hated it, and they were preempted by this disciple. Seeing the muscles all over his body, I didn't expect his brain to be quite smart.

The male disciple of this forging hall was in a state of joy at this time, feeling that the eyes of the mansion master were all on him, and he had become the star of the entire ring.

A big smile spread across his face, but choosing which opponent was his primary concern at this point.

His own strength is not weak, and he also has the cultivation of the Four Heavens of Infanthood. So he targeted Chen Fan, the public enemy of the newcomer, and if he was taken down, his popularity would be out.

The muscular man couldn't help but sigh at his wisdom, which was simply a matter of killing two birds with one stone. The benefits were all obtained by himself, so he said directly to Chen Fan provocatively.

"That kid from the Sword Hall, I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, so hurry up and fight against me. This sentence made everyone feel a lot of relief. If you are arrogant, there will naturally be arrogant people to deal with you.

Chen Fan still did the same as just now, walked slowly to the edge of the ring, and then jumped up very easily.

Looking at Chen Fan's thin body, the muscular man couldn't help but show off his figure. Extremely terrifying muscle lines jumped out of his arms, making people feel that they contained extraordinary power.

Chen Fan pursed his lips, he felt a little speechless. So he said endlessly.

"It's just such a little muscle, and I'm embarrassed to take it out and be embarrassed. Immediately, I will hammer you off the stage with my fists and let you see what real physical cultivation is. ”

The muscular man who heard this sentence laughed instead of being angry, and he had some suspicions that the kid in front of him was not quite in his right mind. The difference in strength between the two is completely visible to the naked eye, and he actually doesn't measure his strength and challenges himself with his strengths.

As soon as these words came out, there was a large burst of laughter below.

The laughter also included Chen Fan's teacher, Jian Can't, he knew his disciple's physical cultivation ability, and it would definitely not be worse than those guys in the Forging Body Hall.

As for how he cultivated, Jian couldn't help but care more, everyone had their own chances and secrets, and doing so would only make Sword Valley lose this talent.

Many people can't look weirdly at the sword, could it be that he is also laughing at his own disciples, this person is too bad.

The sword can't be thick-skinned, looking at the ring with a smile, he is waiting to see this good show.

"You think you can beat me with physical strength, you're afraid you're crazy. The muscular man said arrogantly.

Chen Fan was still very arrogant and said, "Come on, hurry up and get beaten, I can't wait to beat you." ”

His words made everyone hate it, and everyone couldn't wait for the scene where his little body was hammered to the ground and couldn't get up.

The muscular man was furious when he heard this, and rushed over directly, waving his fist and slamming it towards Chen Fan's head and face.

The running muscular man was like a demon beast, carrying a monstrous momentum, and everyone watching was faintly frightened.

"The guys in the Forging Hall are really a bunch of perverts, and they don't feel like normal people. A female disciple of the Peony Hall muttered in a low voice, but in such a quiet environment, this sentence still floated very clearly to the ears of the male disciple of the Forging Body Hall.

If it was an ordinary hall, everyone in the Forging Hall would have been gearing up for a long time, ready to teach this a lesson. However, seeing that it was said by the female disciples of the Peony Hall, they could only eat Coptis chinensis dumbly, and they couldn't say anything about their suffering.

Chen Fan looked at the muscular man running like a beast, standing in place very calmly, his calm bearing made everyone wonder if he was scared stupid.

Just when the fist was about to hit Chen Fan, Chen Fan instantly struck. It is not a strong body, but it contains a huge amount of energy, and with a punch, the muscular man's galloping body instantly flew backwards. And rolled in the ring several times, looking extremely embarrassed.

What the!

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, how this skinny kid did it.

Isn't he a sword cultivator, why is his strength so great?

Could it be that he is not a sword cultivator, but a deeply hidden body cultivator?

There are many question marks in everyone's minds, but they can't figure out what the truth of the matter is.

The muscular man felt as if he had been slapped by a powerful demon beast, and after rolling on the ground a few times, his whole head was like a mess, and he couldn't think about anything at all.

Chen Fan is now unforgiving, and his body is directly flashing. Grabbing the muscular man is the same as hitting a sandbag, but he doesn't hit it very hard, just to build momentum for himself.

The stormy fist landed on the muscular man's body, hitting him crying dad and calling his mother.

Chen Fan controlled the strength very well to the extent that it hurt the flesh and not the bones, and after a while, the muscular man was bruised all over his body.

In the end, Chen Fan and the chic kicked the muscular man out of the ring, then clapped his palms and threw a very smug look around.

"I wanted to knock him down with my fist, but I didn't control the strength well, and I kicked him down, and I made a mistake. After saying this, Chen Fan walked to the edge of the ring, jumped out of the ring, returned to the back of the sword and stood quietly.

Jian couldn't feel like he had only known this disciple for the first time, his wilting style was in the same vein as himself, and it seemed that he hadn't found the wrong person.