Xuantian Academy, in the huge square, the light of colorful supernatural spells burst out, reflecting the entire square like a fairyland, but in this "fairyland", the roar is endless, which is the sound of the collision of supernatural powers between the students of the competition.

"Ring No. 9, Fang Hong wins!"

"Ring 10 ······"

In the center of the square, the voice of Elder Yuantong sounded from time to time, and soon, the second group of twenty students finished the competition, and the next third group and the fourth group of students also quickly ended the battle.

"Eighty-one to one hundred students, go to the ring!"

As Elder Yuantong's words fell. Zhou Fan took a deep breath and muttered, "It's finally me!" ”

Zhou Fan got up and slowly walked to the No. 3 ring.

And with Zhou Fan's appearance, the ring he was in instantly attracted a large number of attention, even the other people who were going to compete in the ring looked at it, and everyone present wanted to see what kind of strength Zhou Fan, who could be accepted as a disciple by the Great Elder, had.

Zhou Fan didn't care about the gaze that looked at him, but when he saw his opponent this time, his eyes were a little stunned.

"How are you?"

I saw that on the other side of the ring, a beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old was looking at him with a cold face.

"I lost to you last time, and I just got it back this time!" Kong Ling looked at Zhou Fan coldly with a pair of Danfeng eyes and said, in that Miaoman's body, an astonishing battle intent burst out, forcing the air around him to retreat.

Hearing this, Zhou Fan shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you don't have that chance!" ”

After all, the two have fought each other, Kong Ling's strength is indeed strong among his peers, and Zhou Fan's victory over her was also wasted at the beginning, but now it is different, even if Kong Ling's strength has improved greatly after a few months, and her cultivation has reached the fifth level of the Five Qi Realm, but in Zhou Fan's opinion, it is still a lot worse.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, but your tone is getting louder!"

"It's a big tone, you'll find out soon!"

As soon as Zhou Fan's voice fell, Elder Yuantong in the audience said loudly: "The competition begins!" ”

Hearing this, the other people in the ring suddenly broke out into battle, and on the ring where Zhou Fan was, Kong Ling also took the lead in attacking, and an extremely powerful sword light appeared, instantly appearing in front of Zhou Fan, and the powerful sword intent directly broke through the isolated light curtain that rose from the ring, and swept the whole audience, like a tide, impacting everyone, making many students feel a tingling scalp!

"This Kong Ling is such a powerful kendo cultivator, this sword is no longer weaker than the strong man of the Mixed Yuan Realm."

"That Zhou Fan's cultivation is only the second heaviest of the Five Qi Realm, can he stop it?"

"Zhou Fan is also a disciple of the Great Elder, so he shouldn't be very weak, right?"

"You see that the sword qi is in front of him, and he is still standing there in a daze, he won't be scared stupid, right?"

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The crowd watching the battle began to talk one after another.

From Kong Ling slashing out a sword, to the discussion of everyone watching the battle, it was just a matter of moments, in the ring, looking at the sword qi that was comparable to the attack of some Mixed Yuan Realm powerhouses, Zhou Fan's face was calm, he shook his head helplessly, his palm was slightly raised, and in the shocked eyes of everyone, he directly grabbed the sword light that was comparable to a blow from the Mixed Yuan Realm in his hand, and then, with a strong grip of his palm, with a bang, the sword light was shattered.

"What!"

"Pinch and explode the sword light with your bare hands!"

"His flesh is terrifying! I'm afraid it's not weaker than the ancient barbarians of the desolate holy land. ”

This scene startled everyone, and many people sighed.

Outside the ring, the three disciples who were also paying attention to Zhou Fan's Flood Desolation Holy Land all had a dignified look on their faces after seeing Zhou Fan pinch and explode the sword light with their bare hands.

"Sure enough, Elder Taishang is right, you can't just look at people on the surface, that Zhou Fan's physical strength is only stronger than that of his junior brother. It definitely has a strength that is not weaker than that of a powerhouse in the palace descending realm! ”

The Flood Desolation Holy Land was originally a sect that majored in the physical body, so it was more able to perceive the strength of Zhou Fan's physical body than the others present.

On the high platform of the square, Cao Ba turned his head and smiled at the Great Elder, and sighed: "Brother Lintian, you have accepted a good disciple!" ”

Hearing this, the Great Elder just glanced at him faintly, and then set his eyes on Zhou Fan's body again. Although he didn't say anything, there was a satisfied smile in his eyes.

On the ring, Kong Ling also looked at Zhou Fan not far away in disbelief.

"You..." She opened her mouth to say something, but she couldn't say it.

Zhou Fan looked at her speechless and stopped, and said, "I said you didn't have a chance." ”

Hearing this, Kong Lingliu frowned, and said coldly: "What about the strength of the flesh, watch me split your flesh." ”

"Groan!"

Kong Ling's five fingers were stretched together, and suddenly five surging sword qi slashed out, and in an instant, his hands were sealed, and a peacock with condensed runes appeared, letting out a high-pitched chirping. The huge claws also rushed towards Zhou Fan. Between the flapping of wings, the void shook and the earth trembled.

"Wow!"

Seeing this, Zhou Fan's eyes narrowed, his right hand pinched the fist mark, and there was a restrained red gold light flashing on the fist, and the next moment, Zhou Fan stepped out, as if stepping on the vein of the avenue, the uncast fist mark was unstoppable, as if it could shatter the eternal sky.

"Boom!"

The five sword qi that came out of the slash and the peacock that the runes turned into instantly exploded.

Immediately, Zhou Fan opened his palm, flicked it towards the void, and directly suppressed the terrifying energy that exploded between his palms, like a pinch of small flames, and when his palms were closed, they were extinguished.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of everyone watching the battle were shocked again.

"You've made two moves, now it's my turn!" Zhou Fan looked at Kong Ling calmly and said lightly. It's time to end this fight.

After speaking, Zhou Fan took a step, his figure was like a ghost, appeared in front of Kong Ling, a special fluctuation appeared, the latter's body that wanted to dodge, suddenly froze in place, the surrounding space seemed to be frozen, so that she couldn't move, and immediately, in Kong Ling's frightened expression, Zhou Fan pointed at her shoulder, and the latter's delicate body shook, as if it was hit by a pillar of heaven, flew out directly upside down, and fell off the ring.

"Zhou Fan wins!" After Elder Yuantong took a deep look at Zhou Fan, he immediately announced.

Immediately, Zhou Fan stepped out of the ring under the shocked eyes of the spectators.

And Kong Ling, who stood up from the ground, looked at the departing back with an indignant face, and her eyes were full of loneliness.

In the next hour, when all the students had passed the competition, there were a total of eighty people who finally entered the next round, among which the three disciples of the Flood Desolation Holy Land had all advanced.

With the completion of the first round of competition, Elder Yuantong announced the rules of the second round: "The second round of competition, group battle!" In a group of ten, eight duels will be held at the same time, and whoever stands last in the ring will advance to the next round! The draw begins! ”

After the words fell, the student who carried the black box in the first round came to the stage again, and the people who were promoted also began to draw lots in turn.

"The number drawn corresponds to what number of rings you are in, go up yourself!"

Hearing Elder Yuantong's words, Zhou Fan looked at the No. 3 in his hand, and immediately, he walked towards the No. 3 ring.

When he stood in the ring, the other people who also drew the number three also came to the stage one after another, glanced at the other nine people in the same ring, and found that they didn't know any of them, so Zhou Fan stood there quietly, waiting for the start of the competition.

And the other nine people, after discovering that there was Zhou Fan among the people on the same stage, all changed their faces slightly, and a deep solemnity appeared in their eyes.

"The second round of the competition, begin!"