Chen Chuan's words made everyone stunned.

Yuan Cheng glanced at him and sneered: "That's natural, but how do you plan to prove it?" ”

Chen Chuan chuckled and said, "Since you are the one who raised the question, it is better for us to fight, lest you say that others deliberately release water." ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Yuan Cheng squinted and stared at Chen Chuan for a few seconds, and then sneered.

"Okay, then I'll test your condition!"

Fu Rong looked at Yuan Cheng, then at Chen Chuan, wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sighed, didn't say anything more, turned his head and ordered someone to arrange the venue.

Tong Youru and Mu Riliang's eyes flashed with curiosity.

Chen Chuan's initiative to propose a contest surprised the two.

They were very puzzled where Chen Chuan's confidence and confidence came from.

Judging from Chen Chuan's performance in the Youth Martial Arts Competition, he is at most at the peak level of level 8.

Although compared to his life energy level, this is already extremely amazing, and he lives up to the title of the strongest young martial artist in the Federation, but it is still a cut short of the 9th level.

Four or five minutes later.

The group moved from the study to a practice room.

"This is where I usually practice, the walls and floor of the room are made of special materials, which are enough to resist attacks below the Zhenshou Realm, although you can rest assured that you can fight, but ......"

Fu Rong looked back at Chen Chuan and Yuan Cheng, his eyes focused on Yuan Cheng and paused, and he added.

"It's the end of the point!"

Yuan Cheng squinted his eyes noncommittally and walked straight to the venue in the middle of the practice room.

Fu Rong frowned and glanced at him, then came to Chen Chuan's side and whispered, "Be careful, Yuan Cheng is a level 9 high-ranking martial artist!" ”

Chen Chuan bowed his head lightly and walked towards the venue.

Looking at his back, Fu Rong sighed secretly in his heart.

He was ready, and if Chen Chuan finally failed, he would have to look for other partners.

It's just that in this way, the time to explore the ruins will be pushed back again!

When he came to the center of the venue and stood still, Chen Chuan's heart moved, and Shenyang instantly fell into his palm.

That strange appearance immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the practice room.

"That's ......"

Tong Youru stared at the blade covered with red lines for a few moments, suddenly felt that his eyes were burning, and there was a slight stinging pain in his mind, he was suddenly taken aback, and quickly looked away.

"Spiritual erosion!"

"This is a weapon ability trait! At least a 100-level weapon! ”

At the same time, Fu Rong, Mu Riliang and Yuan Cheng also discovered the peculiarities of the weapons in Chen Chuan's hands.

The three of them are all well-informed, and they still don't understand when they see this, and they all show surprise.

At their level, sophisticated-grade weapons can be said to be readily available.

Each Transcendental Realm martial artist has more or less several sophisticated-level weapons.

But the Hundred Refining Grade weapons are different.

Weapons of this level are completely unsour.

Not to mention them, even many of the Guardian Realm martial artists don't have a hundred-level weapon!

At this time, they suddenly saw a hundred-level weapon, the owner was still Chen Chuan, a young martial artist, how could they not be surprised?

And after the surprise, there is irrepressible envy and jealousy.

A hundred-level weapon is enough to raise a martial artist's combat power to a higher level!

Owning a hundred-level weapon has always been the dream of many martial artists.

Even if it's them, level 9 martial artists, it's no exception!

"Grandma's, this kid is also too lucky, he actually has a hundred refining level weapons, and I don't know where he got it?" Yuan Cheng stared at Shenyang, a flash of greed flashed in his eyes.

It's also a shame that he doesn't know that Shenyang is not a hundred refining level, but a higher-level and rarer thousand-refining level weapon, otherwise it will probably be so shocking that his jaw will be shattered!

"Hmph, even if you have a hundred-level weapon, it doesn't mean that you have a level 9 strength!"

Yuan Cheng snorted coldly and looked at Chen Chuan condescendingly.

"Don't say that I bully the small, you can strike first!"

Chen Chuan smiled faintly, and he was not polite, and he blatantly took out the knife.

As soon as you make a move, it is the most powerful sevenfold anode knife true martial style!

The anode knife is originally a fire-attribute attack martial art, and with the blessing of Shenyang's flame damage, it complements each other and greatly increases its power.

This knife slashed out, and the blazing red light suddenly rose to the sky, and the entire practice room was dyed with a layer of red!

The scorching heat swept in, and the temperature in the room skyrocketed in an instant!

As strong as Fu Rong, Tong Youru and Mu Riliang, at this moment, they all subconsciously took a half step back, and looked at the blazing red sword light in shock.

And Yuan Cheng, who faced this knife, changed his complexion in an instant, and there was no more calm superiority than half a minute ago, the whole person retreated wildly, and at the same time slashed out with all his strength!

Click!

The sound of metal cracking suddenly exploded!

The steel knife in Yuan Cheng's hand suddenly broke into two.

Before the severed blade that flew out could hit the ground, it was melted into molten iron by the extreme heat in mid-air, spilling it on the ground, snorting and emitting bursts of white smoke.

"How is that possible?!"

Yuan Cheng changed color in shock.

His knife weapon is a fine-level weapon, even if it is not as good as a hundred-level weapon, it will not be cut off with a single sword!

It's just that he doesn't care about this at this time, and the blazing sword light has already hit the front.

The hot air even made his skin burn!

In the next second, the sword light slammed down on Yuan Cheng's chest with scorching energy!

A short scream suddenly sounded in the practice room.

A figure broke through the wave of qi, rushed out of it, and landed in the corner of the practice room in embarrassment.

Fu Rong and the others hurriedly turned their heads to look, and saw that Yuan Cheng was covered in cold sweat, and his palms were covering his chest, but they couldn't hide the shocking scorched black wound.

The three of them were silent for a moment.

No one expected such a development.

thought that Chen Chuan would probably be taught a lesson by Yuan Cheng.

Or after a hard battle, you can successfully prove that you have level 9 strength.

Who would have thought that Chen Chuan would be so fierce that he directly slashed Yuan Cheng with one sword!

"Well, this is enough to prove that I have level 9 strength, right?"

Chen Chuan put away Shenyang and looked at Yuan Cheng with a smile.

"Do you have any comments?"

Yuan Cheng's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he gritted his teeth and did not reply.

This time he was embarrassed.

is aggressive and looking for trouble with others, but it turns out that he is beaten into such an embarrassed appearance, which is simply a shame!

"That's it."

Fu Rong stood up to play a round.

"Chen Chuan has proven his strength, that's fine, and the two of you have no objections, right?"

The last sentence was asked to Tong Youru and Mu Riliang.

The two looked at each other and nodded without hesitation.

"Of course!"

"I have no objection!"

Just kidding, Yuan Cheng is a level 9 high-ranking martial artist.

Being able to slash Yuan Cheng with one blow, although there are factors such as Yuan Cheng's negligence and weapon bonuses, it is enough to show Chen Chuan's strength!

This strongest young martial artist in the Federation really has a level 9 level strength!

There's no doubt about that!