As soon as Yan Chutian's words came out, the house was suddenly shocked. They originally thought that this young man-like new disciple would find a way to shirk the trial of the quasi-holy son, relying on Elder Sun Yun to forcibly occupy the status of the quasi-holy son.

But who would have thought that he would say such a thing and actually want to compete with Zhao Hong, so as to determine the identity of the quasi-holy son!

"It's... Is this new disciple crazy, and he actually wants to compete with Zhao Hong and compete for the status of a quasi-saint?"

"It's really unashamed, Zhao Hong is already a perfect cultivator in the Spirit Realm, even if he can't compare to the Holy Son, he is worthy of the quasi-Holy Son, he actually dares to take the initiative to compete with him?!"

"I really don't know the height of the sky, do you think that with Elder Sun protecting him, you can be lawless?"

“......”

"Senior Brother Yan, you..."

Zhou Yang's face changed suddenly, and after the shock, he felt even more helpless. In his mind, after all, his new junior brother was too young and wanted to prove himself, so he said such words.

But you must know that Zhao Hong is a consummate cultivator of the Spirit Transformation Realm, not comparable to a cultivator in the late stage of Spirit Transformation like him. Therefore, even if Yan Chutian could entangle with the Giant Python King in his eyes, it would not be Zhao Hong's opponent in front of him.

"Senior Brother Yan is too impulsive, so that this Zhao Hong has grabbed the handle, and this matter will never be easily exposed!"

Li Feng was also secretly speaking, in his consciousness, Yan Chutian should not be such an impulsive character, how could he now...

Even Elder Sun Yun's face changed slightly, and he looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief, trying to tell from his face whether he was impulsive or something. It's just that Yan Chutian's dripping expression makes him see the clues.

The only possible ones present who always believed that Yan Chutian were Qiu Yu and the girl Zhou Qing, one was almost unconditional trust, and the other was the huge trust that the other party suddenly had after sacrificing his life to save him.

"Hahaha...!"

The shrill laughter resounded after the astonishment, echoing in the great steward's hall.

After laughing for a long time, Zhao Hongcai slowly raised his face and looked directly at Yan Chutian with a thick contemptuous gaze. He really couldn't think of what gave the guy in front of him the courage to challenge him with the cultivation of the late stage of soul transformation.

In normal times, he would have disdained it, let alone fight. But today is different from the past, because the other party has already sent the identity of the quasi-holy son, how can he miss it?

"Okay, today Senior Brother Zhao will give you the opportunity to challenge, and it is just so that you can teach you, in the sect, you must understand that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world!"

Yan Chutian smiled undeniably, ignoring the gaze of the crowd around him, and walked straight towards the outside of the steward's hall.

Seeing this, Zhao Hong snorted coldly and followed suit. He didn't care what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd, but as long as he defeated him in public, even if Sun Yun protected him, the identity of the quasi-holy son would definitely belong to him.

With the movements of the two, a large number of disciples in the steward's hall also walked out, obviously such an unexpected battle, they didn't want to miss it. At this time, Sun Yun was also helpless, so he could only follow out.

In such a situation, the identity of the quasi-holy son is no longer in his grasp, and he can't grasp it, otherwise it will definitely cause the public anger of many disciples.

Therefore, whether or not he can get the status of a quasi-saint son can only rely on Yan Chutian himself.

......

Standing in the venue outside the steward's hall, looking at the two people who were obviously unequal in cultivation, some of the new disciples couldn't help but be puzzled. And when they understood the reason, their faces showed their understanding.

"Although Elder Sun seems to be very protective of this new disciple, it is too naïve for him to want to compete with Zhao Hong for the quasi-holy son alone!"

"Who said it wasn't, it's just that this kid promised himself, who can blame him if he loses face when the time comes?"

"Hey, hey... Speaking of which, this Zhao Hong is also really courageous, so he obviously offended Elder Sun. ”

"If you can get the status of a quasi-holy son, why not offend?"

There was a lot of talk in the crowd around them, and all in all, this battle was inevitable.

Zhao Hong looked at Yan Chutian a few zhang away, he was very curious why the other party dared to say the reason why he was competing with him for the identity of the quasi-holy son, could it be that he was too young and impulsive?

But it doesn't matter soon, no matter what, as long as you defeat it, the quasi-saint son status is in your pocket!

Therefore, in the next moment, Zhao Hong did not have any politeness, his right foot stepped on the ground slightly, and his body burst out like a cheetah, his right palm turned into a knife, and the spiritual power on the knife surged, slashing down and cutting the air apart, and there was a screaming wind.

In the face of Zhao Hong's attack, Yan Chutian remained silent, but when his attack came, his hands suddenly turned into palms, and two palms slammed out one after another, colliding fiercely with the sharp hand knife.

"Bang bang!"

The offensive was handed over, and a dull sound spread, and Yan Chutian obviously took a few steps back, while Zhao Hong landed on the ground without being shocked.

"Tsk... There's some power. ”

After the blow, Zhao Hong whispered indifferently, and he could only see that the other party was really different from the ordinary cultivators who had just entered the late stage of the spiritual transformation. Ordinary cultivators of this kind would be much more embarrassed to meet his attack, even if they were not injured, but this guy was only a few steps back.

However, if he wants to take away the identity of the quasi-saint son from his own hands, it is too much to ignore him Zhao Hong, and the power of his spiritual consummation has not really been displayed!

When his face suddenly sneered, Zhao Hong burst out again, the blade in his hand continued to fall, each blow carried a terrifying tearing force, and it was stacked like a dense net, overwhelmingly descending from the sky.

Not to mention this kind of attack, not to mention the late-stage cultivators of the Transformation Spirit, even if they are at the peak of the Transformation Spirit, it is unknown whether they can resist it.

Because of such circumstances, many disciples around him said, "I'm afraid that under Zhao Hong's offensive, the victory or defeat should be revealed, Zhao Hong is the realm of soul transformation after all, but it is not comparable to the late stage of spirit transformation." ”

"It's a pity, speaking of which, this new disciple also has some places that surpass the same cultivators, but he wants to be too arrogant compared to Zhao Hong. ”

"It seems that this quasi-saint son identity is going to fall into the hands of Zhao Hong!"

"Boom!"

The sword airtight net descended and shrouded, and the roar continued to sound, and it lasted for several breaths before it stopped. At this moment, a happy smile appeared on Zhao Hong's face, and the identity of the quasi-holy son would eventually belong to him.

Immediately, before the scene was completely clear, he turned around and faced in the direction of Sun Yun.

"Elder Sun Yun, it seems that the identity of this quasi-Holy Son is still..."

However, before Zhao Hong finished speaking, an indifferent whisper suddenly sounded, although this speech was slight, but at this moment it was extremely loud, especially when it stopped in Zhao Hong's ears, it was like thunder.

"Senior Brother Zhao, it looks like you're still in too much of a hurry...!"