Tianfu Gate Miscellaneous Service Mountain only accepts disciples once every thirty years, but the family disciples under the jurisdiction of the sect are sending disciples to Miscellaneous Service Mountain every year, and in this situation of non-stop disciple entry, there are thousands of disciples in Miscellaneous Service Mountain at the moment.

Thousands of disciples divided the hundred courtyards, except for those family disciples, no one could get one for the basic new disciples, and among these new disciples, there were also people from their families.

These people are the targets of Fang Fu's few ring matches, or the small treasury.

Tianfu Gate accepts disciples once in thirty years, and those who can be successfully selected are of the highest quality, tens of thousands of disciples are selected, and then a thousand people are taken, and finally through the time limit of thirty years for cultivation, every thirty years, those disciples who have not entered the outer gate are kicked out of the mountain gate by Tianfu Gate, and as for those family disciples, they are evaluated and measured by the family, whether they are released to practice and start a family, or the family continues to provide resources for them to break through.

As for the Tianfu Gate, there are very few cases where they have not broken through to the outer gate for thirty years, so the outer disciples of the Tianfu Gate are several times more than the disciples of the Miscellaneous Mountain.

Half a month is very fast, this day is the time to receive the elixir, at this moment Fang Fu did not go to Steward Li, so he came directly to the challenge, at this moment, the challenge platform looked at the past and slowly was full of people, even the twenty-meter battle ring was crowded with people.

Except for the four Qinglong stone pillars, there are no people sitting on them, and the positions that can basically sit are all people, Fang Fu looked at it like this, it is estimated that most of the disciples of this miscellaneous mountain have come to watch this battle.

And in the middle of the ring, there is a green wood table, and the man in the middle who keeps recording the ticket sales is Chen Wuving, Chen Fatzi, and there are four disciples next to him who are estimated to be his good friends, helping him maintain order together.

"Don't be in a hurry, come one by one, which one to press, first the spirit stone, then the ticket!" The voice shouted hoarsely, but the action of receiving the spirit stone in his hand to get the ticket was not disturbed by the crowd in the venue at all.

Because under the effect of many days of publicity, many disciples were curious to come and watch this game, and under the encouragement of Chen Fatzi, many disciples bought some more or less, Fang Fu had the highest odds in these five competitions and even lost one thousand, of course, the bet here was because Fang Fu couldn't catch a blow against the ninth-layer disciple surnamed Wang.

Fang Fu's arrival also set off a lot of turmoil, although Fang Fu's Qi cultivation was only at the third level at the moment, but the previous battle against the ninth-level Qi cultivation disciple had left a deep impression on many people after all.

Of course, the third layer of Qi cultivation was still in the primary stage, and there were two opponents in Fang Fu's battle today who had reached the ninth layer, high-level disciples.

Therefore, Fang Fu's situation at the moment is not optimistic.

Not long after Fang Fu arrived, those five disciples also came to the scene dressed in black, these disciples were also looking at Fang Fu curiously, a newcomer who had just entered the Miscellaneous Service Mountain, he dared to challenge these disciples who had been in the Miscellaneous Service Mountain for many years, but due to the door rules of the Miscellaneous Service Mountain, as long as someone challenged them every month, they had to fight.

This made a few people also feel a little chilly, they just wanted to solve this Fang Fu quickly, so that they could go back to cultivation quickly, and in their opinion, accepting this challenge was really boring, not challenging, and wasting a few people's time.

The disdain and impatience in the eyes of these five people, Fang Fu naturally saw it, and finally, after Chen Fatzi's command, the crowd at the scene was going down from the ticket table, and Chen Fatzi took the opportunity to clean up the green wood table to make room for this battle platform later.

After Fang Fu stepped down from the stage, Fang Fu walked to the front and listened to what Chen Fatzi said, the time to be controlled and who can win, and which ones to try to tie, after a little breathing, he came to the stage.

Fang Fu's first to third battles were fought against three disciples surnamed Qian, and the last two were those two high-level disciples.

The five people in the audience slowly walked towards Fang Fu.

"Is that what you are challenging me?, where did you get the confidence from the three layers of Qi training", at this time, the dark-skinned man in black was the first to speak to Fang Fu.

Chen Fatzi beside him saw that he hurriedly whispered beside Fang Fu, "This person is Sun Ming's brother", obviously this person knew that Fang Fu had won against Sun Ming last month.

"It's me, what's the matter, can't I beat you up?", Fang Fu's eyes were slightly confused, and he asked the man surnamed Sun.

"Okay, very good, I hope you won't be beaten too badly in the first few games, otherwise it won't be my turn to make a move!", the man surnamed Sun was obviously a little irritated by Fang Fu's words.

"A few senior brothers can start" At the right time, Chen Fatzi's words interrupted both sides.

Fang Fu crossed the stage first, followed by the three men surnamed Qian, the youngest looked on the stage, this person's name was Qian Feng and his appearance was average, but according to the introduction of Chen Fatzi to Fang Fu, this person was a guy with a strange spirit root, and as soon as the two sides gave up, this Qian Feng shot directly.

He didn't have the demeanor of an eighth-layer powerhouse, so he directly shot at a set of basic wind blade techniques, perhaps because this Qian Feng thought that Fang Fu was just wasting his time and wanted to end this battle early, but the cyan wind blade in the ring hadn't cut into Fang Fu's body yet, and it was directly dodged by Fang Fu.

There was also an exclamation from the crowd in the audience, you must know that in addition to the mysterious thunder and lightning technique, the wind spell can be regarded as the fastest in the foundation period, and Fang Fu actually dodged away.

The opponent was also a little surprised at this moment, the wind blade technique that he practiced at the eighth layer of qi was actually dodged by Fang Fu, but he didn't have time to think about it, he directly increased himself by a light body postoperatively, and when he cast a spell in the degree, two cyan wind blades came over, forcing from Fang Fu's left and right, and at the same time, this Qian Feng, holding a magic weapon, directly rushed through the middle.

The left and right sides of this lower Fu and the road in front of him were directly blocked by this Qian Feng, except for the more and more off the stage, there was only the magic sword that confronted Qian Feng head-on.

At this moment, Fang Fu was also slightly amazed in his heart, sure enough, these disciples who enjoyed the courtyard still had some qualifications, in addition to the good spiritual root, the level of qi cultivation was not low, and the shot was also extremely accurate, at this moment Fang Fu put away the pride of the past few days.

Directly facing Qian Feng with both fists, looking at Fang Fu who was directly facing him, Qian Feng was also puzzled, is this Fang Fu looking for death?, his cultivation is one level stronger than him, and he is about to reach the advanced level of Qi training, and he is a beginner level of Qi cultivation and is directly close to himself.

However, before he could finish his doubts, Fang Fu's fists directly knocked him away with his sword, and at this moment, Qian Feng took a few steps back!

"Are you a body refiner?", Qian Feng, who had retreated, asked cautiously towards Fang Fu.

"Refiner?" , Qian Feng's question fell on Fang Fu's ears.

"Senior Brother Qian, do you think Senior Brother is not a body refiner", Fang Fu looked at Qian Feng playfully.