Bang!

Before Tu Yang could react, a fist as big as his head smashed over, slammed on the wind shield, smashed the wind shield to pieces, and then the fist went forward and landed on Tu Yang's body.

"Poof!"

Tu Yang was smashed by this punch and flew out on the spot, slamming into the light mask at the edge of the ring, looking depressed, and spurting out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Chen Xuansheng!"

The Tsukiji Realm referee immediately announced the result.

"No...... I haven't lost yet. ”

Tu Yang immediately shouted.

"Shut up, if Chen Xuan hadn't left his hand, you would have died, and you wouldn't have retreated."

The Judgment Judge of the Foundation Realm immediately opened his mouth and scolded.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Tu Yang could only obediently withdraw from the ring.

"This disciple named Chen Xuan actually defeated Tu Yang."

"Tu Yang has a wind spirit root, and his cultivation has reached the peak of the ninth layer of qi refining, but he was actually defeated and eliminated in this first round, which is really surprising."

"Who is this Chen Xuan, why haven't I heard of it before."

"This Chen Xuan seems to be a mortal without a spiritual root."

"It turned out to be just a mortal, even if he succeeded in building a foundation by luck, at most he would condense an inferior spirit."

“……”

Chen Xuan defeated Tu Yang, which shocked the disciples in the No. 10 Ring District a little.

But that's all, after knowing that Chen Xuan was just a mortal without a spiritual root, he didn't pay much attention to it.

Yueyang Sect has a long history, and there is no shortage of examples of successful foundation building by mortals, but basically they are only condensing inferior spirits, and reaching the foundation building realm is already the limit.

Therefore, Chen Xuan's outburst was just a shock.

Even if you perform amazingly in the Qi Refining Realm, you will be unpopular when you reach the Foundation Building Realm.

Soon, the first round of the competition ended.

There are sixty-three disciples in the No. 10 ring area, and there are thirty-two people who have been promoted.

Thirty-two people, the draw was restarted.

Chen Xuan's number drawn this time was number nine, and his opponent was number ten.

One by one, the disciples came on the field, and soon it was Chen Xuan's turn.

His opponent this time is Sun Zongcheng, the No. 1 player in the previous round.

Or he knew that Chen Xuan's physical body was strong, so Sun Zongcheng used the top-level fire spell Fire Python Technique as soon as he came up.

Sun Zongcheng pinched the trick with both hands, and the majestic spell turned into a flame python with a length of more than ten meters, and he took a big bite to swallow Chen Xuan.

Chen Xuan urged the Yellow Turban Lux Formula, and the surface of his body flashed with yellow spirit patterns, and then his body swelled up reluctantly, turning into a giant more than three meters high, raising his hands and grabbing the giant mouth devoured by the flame python.

The huge mouth of the flame python was caught, but the huge body of the flame python was entangled with Chen Xuan, and the bursts of high-temperature breath emitted by the flame burned all the air.

Chen Xuan also urged the Golden Body Gong and the Yellow Turban Lux Technique, even if it was such a violent high temperature, he couldn't help it, he burst out with majestic power and tore the flame python apart directly.

Bang!

With a loud bang, the flame python burst open.

Flames flew in all directions, enveloping the entire ring as if it had turned into a sea of fire.

Chen Xuan burst out in the sea of fire, and two huge fists smashed towards Sun Zongcheng.

Sun Zongcheng could feel the terrifying power contained in Chen Xuan's fist, and immediately arranged a triple flame shield in front of him, and his body was also covered with a layer of flame armor.

Bang bang bang –

Chen Xuan's fist smashed down wildly.

In just one breath, more than a dozen punches were thrown.

The triple flame shield was broken after only three punches, and the rest of the fists fell on Sun Zongcheng's body, and every time the punch fell, the flame armor on Sun Zongcheng's body would have several more cracks.

Ten punches later, the flame armor was already covered with dense cracks.

Immediately after, a muffled sound sounded, and then a figure flew out and slammed into the light curtain on the edge of the ring.

"Chen Xuansheng!"

The judge of the Tsukiji Realm in Ring 10 announced the result.

"This Chen Xuan has won again."

The disciples below were a little surprised.

If it is said that when Chen Xuan defeated Tu Yang, it was because Tu Yang did not understand Chen Xuan's strength, and he did not know that Chen Xuan had cultivated the body refining technique and had a strong physical body, so he was easily defeated by him at close range.

But in the second round, everyone knew that Chen Xuan had cultivated the body refining technique, and he had a means to deal with it in his heart, and Sun Zongcheng also used a top-level spell to attack Chen Xuan at the beginning.

However, this Chen Xuan's physical body is so strong that he can resist the fire python technique without being injured, and Sun Zongcheng's defensive spell was also easily broken by Chen Xuan.

"This Chen Xuan, I'm afraid he has the strength of a popular player."

"Hehe, Chen Xuan is just a mortal without a spiritual root, even if he has a strength comparable to that of a popular player, the foundation building realm is his apex, and the thirty-seven popular players, which one does not have a medium spiritual root, once the medium spirit body is condensed, there is hope to break through to the Yudan realm in the future."

"That's right, even if Chen Xuan is very good in the Qi Refining Realm, his achievements are limited after all."

"A mortal is a mortal."

A group of disciples with spiritual roots naturally would not bear to be inferior to Chen Xuan.

Therefore, they grasped the fact that Chen Xuan did not have a spiritual root, and kept telling themselves in their hearts that Chen Xuan's future achievements were limited, and they could only stop at the foundation building realm, and they would not admit that they were inferior to a mortal without a spiritual root no matter what.

The second round of the No. 10 ring is over, and the competition between 32 and 16 is over.

After a break of about an hour, the third round began.

This round is sixteen into ten.

First, two by two, the eight winners advance to the next round.

The eight people eliminated are competing for the remaining two names, a total of ten people in one ring can enter the fourth round of competition, and the ten rings add up to one hundred, and this hundred people are one hundred.

In the third round, Chen Xuan drew the number one.

This shows that in the third round of the competition, he will be the first to play.

"No. 1 Chen Xuan, No. 2 Thunder Tiger."

After everyone had drawn lots, the referee of Ring Ten reported the names of Chen Xuan and another disciple.

"Thunder Tiger!"

Hearing this name, Chen Xuan also had a solemn expression on his face.

There are 37 popular candidates for this freshman competition, and this Lei Hu is one of the 37.

Moreover, this Thunder Tiger still has a very rare Thunder Spirit Root.

The Thunder Spirit Root belongs to the Mutated Spirit Root, and the Thunder Spell also has the strongest destructive attribute.

Thunder spells can be said to be the nemesis of body refining cultivators.

"Chen Xuan and Senior Brother Lei Hu are up against each other."

"Senior Brother Lei Hu is one of the thirty-seven favorites who can win the championship, and Chen Xuan is sure to lose."

"Yes, what Senior Brother Lei Hu has is a thunder spirit root, and it is also a medium thunder spirit root, under the thunder spell, even if Chen Xuan's physical body is strong, it is impossible to withstand the bombardment of thunder."

"It is impossible for Chen Xuan to defeat Senior Brother Lei Hu and enter the top 100."

“……”

Hearing that Chen Xuan was facing Lei Hu, the disciples in the No. 10 ring area knew that Chen Xuan was doomed.