Zhang Fan also learned a lot of things: it is said that because of the 120,000 worlds known to the upper level, the strength of the first 80,000 worlds and the last 40,000 worlds is significantly different, and the phenomenon that the last 40,000 worlds can also share some resources on the battlefield of the combined arena has made many worlds dissatisfied, but because of the fear of the union of the latter worlds under this pressure, the decision to gradually eliminate the qualifications of the worlds other than 100,000 has been proposed. Zhang Fan also heard that since a hundred years ago, which was not too far away, the formulation of rules has become more and more unfavorable to the rear plane, and there is no longer a rule that "negligent killing of the opponent will not be scored" and "deliberately killing the opponent will be counted as negative points". The entire Combined Arena battlefield plane area is also becoming more and more bloody in this situation. There are even some arguments that if the total points do not exceed five hundred, they are not eligible for the distribution of rewards for the combined battlefield treasures.

The general principle of points is basically based on the approximate estimate of the combat power of the last person in the entire combined ring area master list, and the challenge of the same opponent in the same round of the battle cycle is not scored or scored, or the cumulative challenge cannot exceed two rounds, and the rewards of less than 80,000 monks in the world are basically only top-grade spirit crystals, and there are no other rare cultivation materials or treasures.

After roughly understanding this, Zhang Fan's eyes were also on the list of more than 138 million masters on the combined battlefield. This master list not only has the ranking and combat power of the combined masters, but also the approximate ranking of the world in which they are located.

In the first challenge, Zhang Fan locked on the target of around 79,000, an opponent in the world ranked around 138.45 million. In a world above this level, the number of masters who can be discharged to participate in the combined battlefield is roughly more than 1,000 monks, and the lower ones are generally below 1,000 monks, which is obviously a landmark watershed.

For example, the list of masters who have been selected by the plane where the Boundless Continent is located is only about one hundred and thirty people, and among them, the names that have completely dimmed and have no ranking are obviously killed in the ring, and there are as many as thirty-two such people, and some of them have obviously temporarily withdrawn from the combined battlefield area. The difference between the remaining 40,000 planes is actually not much, and it can be said that the twelve worlds on the master list of the entire Combined Ring District are roughly divided into four levels. The first is the top 100 world, the second is the top 10,000 world, the third is the more popular world between 79,000 and 11,000, and the fourth is naturally needless to say.

Zhang Fan's intention in choosing an opponent in the first challenge is also to see what level the strength of the so-called "combat power nine, twenty-three" of a third-level world's lowest master is, in that way, he is sure of what opponent he can challenge, and what opponent is unchallengeable or needs to be more careful, and he will have a rough spectrum in his heart.

When Zhang Fan condensed his spiritual power and even a trace of spiritual power to press down on the corresponding name on the master list, his entire situation in front of him changed abruptly, and he came to a seemingly very unfamiliar area. The sky was gray and always seemed to be rainy, and standing in front of him was a three-legged, four-armed, one-eyed headless stone statue.

Zhang Fan didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spiritual power or even spiritual power from this stone monster, which was very weird, but he still said very confidently: "You are the Shi Weng Fifty-six on the master list, do you strike first, or do I do it first?"

The stone monster seemed to be very honest: "We stone clans have the strongest ability to take beatings, so we are responsible for guarding those below who want to challenge us." I'm already a dead Stone Clan's monk, but I've only used a method of parasitism to temporarily exist in this puppet made of strange stones. There have been no monks from the lower world who have troubled me for a long time recently, you strike first, I'll let you take a hundred faces first! If your practice path is more interesting, let you play two or three hundred moves and I can fight back... ”

Zhang Fan didn't say much when he saw this confident stone puppet, and used the energy that had been condensed a long time ago to condense through the tip of the mysterious short sword and suddenly attack the estimated center of the stone clan puppet.

The huge energy that Xingchen Jue and Wind and Thunder Jue evolved together was still easily poured into the other party's shell when it was concentrated in an area about the size of an electron, and the explosion of transformation energy inside it made the entire shell of this three-legged and four-armed monster that seemed to be some kind of rudimentary artificial intelligence machine vibrate, and many hard skins gradually fell off at this time.

"Now, are you still going to let me take the initiative to attack a hundred moves?" Zhang Fan said with a smile. Of course, at this time, Zhang Fan couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, although he didn't use all his means, in the face of such an opponent, he didn't kill the opponent in the first time, it can be seen that the Shi clan, as the lower-level defender of the backbone group, still has a set of defensive capabilities.

In Zhang Fan's blow, the combat power of the stone clan puppet was beaten by more than forty percent at once, and when he was recovering from his injuries, he found that there was a trace of energy in the opponent's sword qi that hindered his recovery, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Therefore, in this situation, they no longer dare to hold on to it, and they continue to launch counteroffensives.

After feeling the general strength of the other party, Zhang Fan also calmed down, and was not in a hurry to decide the winner, and let the opponent's attack hit the body protection aura outside his body. The Stone Clan's puppet, which only had a simple beam attack or even a force attack, didn't seem to be able to pose much of a threat to itself.

At this moment, Zhang Fan also has a general understanding of what he has when he enters the Nine Products of the Combination. Although the monks who participated in the battle of the Merge Realm Ring eliminated some too strong perverts, and at the same time, they were also selected to a certain extent, most of them were monks at the peak of the Merge Realm or close to the peak level, but there should still be a world of difference in strength. Zhang Fan roughly deduced: The combat effectiveness of the monks at the bottom of the entire merger master list should be the relatively mediocre merge twenty grades, which is equivalent to the monks who have experienced about twenty grades of refinement. If the top powerhouse among them is not inferior to himself, or is roughly equivalent to himself, he should be eleven grades ahead on paper, and the actual combat power lead should also be about thirteen grades.

After learning about the general attack routine of this stone clan puppet, Zhang Fan did not let this confrontation continue, but completely smashed this stone clan puppet with a fierce close attack.

In fact, Zhang Fan still had some trade-offs before, and he didn't know whether to keep a hand in this combined ring, at least not too much for these ordinary combined peak monks who were "also fallen people". However, remembering some of the news he had learned during the exchange of ideas in the rest area of the Boundless Continent's Combined Ring, Zhang Fan did not show mercy to his subordinates. Obviously, this person also has a lot of grievances as the "gatekeeper" promoted by many lower-level monks.

Therefore, after finding out in the first battle, Zhang Fan did not jump to a very high level at once, but was still an opponent in the 138.44 million position. However, this opponent has nothing new, he is still a stone puppet, but the upper body is slightly humanoid. After Zhang Fan felt that the other party only planned to escape and had no intention of counterattacking, he once again wiped out this puppet with a fierce attack.

When Zhang Fan challenged the 138.43 million opponents, he finally met an opponent who was a bit humanoid. Although he is also a stone clan, at least he is two-legged and four-legged and holds a long stick, which is obviously a little different from the previous two.

Zhang Fan did not take the initiative to attack this time, but waited for the other party to strike first. Sure enough, this Shi Clan monk did not lose his soul after learning about his previous record like the previous one, but said to Zhang Fan solemnly and respectfully: "I think the difference in cultivation strength between you and me should be very big. If you kill me in seconds, it won't help you at all, it's better to let me show my Shi Clan's stick technique completely, so that you can get the greatest benefit, and even, you try to experience my stick method, that is, to be hit by me to get the greatest benefit. As for the threat I might pose, the difference between you and me is too great. If you use an analogy, it's like the difference in individual combat power between a twenty or thirty-year-old ninety-kilogram top fighter and an ordinary three or four-year-old girl fighting hand-to-hand among the mortals of the human race. ”

Seeing such a "Fang Shu'an"-style character, Zhang Fan was somewhat relieved of his boredom, and said with a smile: "If an ordinary three or four-year-old girl uses a stick to attack the vital point of a fighting master according to my instructions, and the latter can't move, then I think there should still be a chance to win... ”

"Hehe, Your Excellency said with a smile, the advantage of ordinary top fighting masters over ordinary adults is only a thousand times the strength of a single body, and an ordinary adult is estimated to be two or three thousand times the difference in the combat power value of a single body for a three- or four-year-old girl. ”

"Okay, this time, according to the rules of the one before you, I'll let you make a hundred moves!" Zhang Fan said disapprerovingly, this is not completely underestimating the enemy, but he is still confident in his mental power and the perception of some dangers.

Of course, the Stone Clan monk didn't think that his direct physical attacks would have any effect. The Shi Clan was originally heavy on defense and light on attack, and besides, the combined cultivators who had experienced the Void Refining Realm were almost not too bad in terms of their own physical defense, so they still planned to use some tricks to press the bottom of the box. When he launched the attack, he hit Zhang Fan's chest with the most protective power with the stick that looked, and the stick suddenly spat out a strange black and viscous liquid that enveloped Zhang Fan's entire body, which seemed to be a strange liquid that could isolate mental power and perception. There is no doubt that in the case that he is completely unsure of breaking his defense, controlling the opponent's mental power and even external perception with unique secret calculation methods, and trying to make the opponent drill into the captive magic weapon that he has been preparing for a long time may be the only hope for victory.

At this time, of course, Zhang Fan also felt that his spiritual power detection was greatly limited, and if he didn't concentrate on a considerable range, it seemed that it would be difficult to break through the strange black viscous liquid on his body that seemed to be a little fragrant.

However, at this moment in cultivation, Zhang Fan's spiritual power is no longer confined to some things that are released outside, relying on the precise feeling of the alarm, Zhang Fan seems to be able to feel some special pictures in front of his dark eyes.

In the darkness, a flame light that seemed to be in the shape of a human approached him, as if it was the image of some kind of alarm heart. The glow of the flames was not red, but a faint yellow, which seemed to indicate that even if he was hit by the other party's intentions, he would only encounter some trouble that could be overcome. Therefore, at this time, Zhang Fan did not act rashly, but continued to experience this kind of "warning heart" imaging that seems to have the potential for gradual improvement.

A yellow mist appeared in the faint yellow, guessing that it was some kind of special soft body capsule, and then Zhang Fan felt once again that his entire body was shrouded in a strange cloth bag, the cloth bag was full of viscous objects, and the mental power and even other external detection methods seemed to be suppressed more seriously in this case, but the danger perception image brought by this alarm heart still did not seem to be affected much.

At this time, the monk of the Stone Clan did not dare to hold it up, not like a villain who could pull hatred, but tried his best to transmit heat to the bag with his own energy, intending to make himself fall into decline by competing for energy consumption.

Zhang Fan also began to try to break through the obstacles and "fight" with this person in this situation of great resistance. In this way, as soon as there is physical contact, the picture formed by the heart of the alarm seems to be more and more perfect, and finally Zhang Fan's response is becoming more and more comfortable.

The Shi Clan monk who had just relieved some of the pressure once again felt an unprecedented great danger and pressure, and had to face it frequently, or wait for Zhang Fan's own energy to run out.

Zhang Fan also felt that it was not a way to understand the other party's routines in this way, so he didn't continue to play at this time. The violent vibration of the thunderwave was concentrated on certain frequency bands, combined with spiritual power and spiritual power, and in an instant, the viscous liquid and even the bag that trapped him exploded, and he was not affected much.

"Okay, since you avoided talking to me, then your mission is over!" Zhang Fan said calmly at this time.

"No, I will. ”

Without waiting for the Stone Clan monk to say anything, the compound strength was like countless sharp blades with energy attacking, so that this Stone Clan monk, who was known for his defense, was still killed in an instant in the face of the huge gap in cultivation between the two sides.

Zhang Fan also made up his mind at this time: now the monks in this category should clean up and clean up. There should be some higher-level opponents who take the initiative to challenge themselves.