Chapter 371: Defeat in One Second 4/5

These four voices almost have a feeling that makes people look up to them. They are extremely majestic and do not oppress people with power, but a kind of holiness, as if there are four phantoms of saints appearing in everyone's hearts. People worship.

"The leaders of the four major sects!"

Chen Fan sat on a seat and stared at the source of the sound. He could only see four vague shadows that were high in the clouds. He could not see what the rest were.

However, the power conveyed by those four figures makes people bow their heads involuntarily and worship.

There is no doubt that he is the leader of the four major sects.

These leaders, whose true colors are not seen by others, will always be as virtuous and respected as saints. Their cultivation has surpassed the realm of condensing pills and become powerful in the realm of divine infants.

The moment they started to say these two words, countless protective light shields suddenly rose up in the center of the battlefield, condensing into thousands of arenas.

Each arena is an independent small space, which can ensure that thousands of people compete at the same time.

Otherwise, if the inner disciples of the four major sects come to compete one by one, they will not know how to compete until the year of the monkey.

"Brother Chen Fan, the rewards in this martial arts competition are so generous. It simply forces us elite disciples to fight hard. I heard that you defeated Zhang Tao, who was at the eighth level of Yuanfu Realm, with one sword a month ago. When will you I will definitely be able to defeat many core disciples as an elite disciple and make a fortune this time.”

Next to him, a voice sounded.

Chen Fan turned around and saw that it was Mu Chen and Lu Yun.

Time flies, more than a year has passed, and the scene when the vampire horse thieves were wiped out in the northwest came to mind.

"You guys have pretty good cultivation levels. You're already at the second level of Yuanfu Realm."

Chen Fan nodded friendly and saw through the cultivation levels of Mu Chen and Lu Yun at a glance.

When the blood-sucking horse thieves were wiped out in the northwest land, a few people had cultivated at the Qi Sect realm. More than a year later, they had already become elite disciples of the inner sect, and their cultivation had reached the second level of the Yuanfu realm.

Lu Yun smiled bitterly and said: "Our cultivation level is incomparable to yours. If we can win one or two martial arts tournaments this time, we will be satisfied. We don't dare to hope for anything else."

"Yes, today I have truly seen what it means to be a 'master like a cloud'. With our level of cultivation here, we are simply at the bottom." Mu Chen also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"There is no need to underestimate yourself. Everyone has his or her own opportunities. Your current cultivation level is indeed not high, but who can predict what will happen in the future." Chen Fan said calmly, "My fate is up to me and not to God. You guys As long as you keep a strong heart and take it step by step, you will surely become a strong man who can stand tall and strong in the future.”

"Then let me borrow Brother Chen's blessing. This time we don't have high demands. As long as we don't lose in the first game."

The eyes of Mu Chen and others also became a little sharp.

Chen Fan nodded and withdrew his gaze.

The entire battlefield was extremely silent.

Immediately afterwards, the martial arts tournament began.

Chen Fan is now an elite disciple. Although he is at the ninth level of Yuanfu Realm, because he did not check to be promoted to the core, he is now not qualified to participate in the battle of the core disciples.

However, as long as you stand out, defeat all the elite disciples one by one, and advance all the way, you will definitely be able to enter the battle between the cores.

At that time, he will get more contribution points.

He just waited quietly. After a while, a breath suddenly came from his token, guiding him forward.

So he jumped up and entered the huge battlefield.

In an instant, the space changed.

The entire battlefield was suddenly no longer what Chen Fan saw from the outside. It was a vast world inside, surrounded by vast and independent spaces.

Just when Chen Fan entered the first independent space, a figure flashed in front of him, and a disciple wearing the clothes of Fuyun Sword Sect also appeared in front of him. There was no doubt that he was his opponent in the first round.

"Floating Cloud Sword Sect, Wang Zhongtian!"

This disciple was a man, about twenty years old, with a cold and arrogant face. When he saw Chen Fan, he pointed a long sword straight in his hand and said: "You should give up voluntarily, otherwise I will let you know what boundless pain is!" "

"What an arrogant person!"

When Chen Fan saw Wang Zhongtian from the Fuyun Sword Sect, he was arrogant, arrogant, and aggressive when he met him, so he surrendered directly.

If someone is slightly weaker, they will immediately become timid under this momentum, causing flaws in the battle and eventually being defeated.

This is also a momentum tactic that despises the opponent, making the opponent either timid or impetuous, unable to function properly, and unable to maintain a peaceful mind.

But this little trick would be ridiculous in front of Chen Fan.

He could tell at a glance that the Wang Zhongtian in front of him was at the third level of Yuanfu Realm, and his sword energy was sharp. But compared to him, the gap was like a chasm, insurmountable. He could kill the opponent thousands of times with just a breath. .

Smiling softly, Chen Fan did not say anything. He took a step forward, turned his finger, and shot out a burst of energy. It was as powerful as lightning and as sharp as a sword, and instantly shattered the sword in Wang Zhongtian's hand.

"you......"

Before Wang Zhongtian could finish his words, he had already flown backwards and was lying on the ground, spitting out blood, and his meridians were severely injured.

Chen Fan pointed his finger again, and once again, searched out the token on his body, flicked his finger, and shattered it.

Suddenly, he heard a voice: "First round, Chunqiu Sect, Chen Fan wins!"

The victory or failure of this battle is to break the token on the opponent's body.

Whoever's token is broken, the special force in the central battlefield will judge that this person has lost.

Of course, you can abandon the token on your body for fear of injury and automatically admit defeat.

Defeating Wang Zhongtian effortlessly, Chen Fan shattered the token and heard that he won. Then, he was sent out by a force and returned to his seat again.

When he returned to his seat, the seats of the entire elite disciples were empty, as if all the disciples had gone to the battlefield and were fighting hard.

After all, there are very few elite disciples like Chen Fan who have top core disciples but have not been promoted to core.

And among the same realm, those who can kill opponents in one move are even rarer.

Now, it would take a long time for the general fight between disciples to decide the winner.

He sat in his seat, motionless, ignoring all the people and things around him like floating clouds, quietly waiting for the next battle.