Urban Spirit Sword Fairy

Chapter 126

"En!" Fang Jinggen nodded heavily: "If we can make it into the top [-], we will be regarded as outstanding."

Bai Jingyun gave Fang Jinggen a blank look without words: "I have no ambition, since I am going to participate, why did I set a goal of [-] people?"

Fang Jinggen explained: "Xiaobai, you don't understand. I heard that those guys in Cangjiyuan are all lunatics. They have practiced swords since childhood, and we in Cangwaiyuan don't know how many days they are preparing to participate. We can enter the top [-]! , it’s not easy.”

Bai Jingyun said: "You also know that there are so many talented people participating, why are you still running to join in the fun?"

"Aren't I a genius?" Fang Jinggen asked.

After hearing this sentence, Bai Jingyun was speechless all of a sudden, this guy really feels quite good about himself.

Bai Jingyun knew that he didn't have the qualifications to participate in such a competition, so he didn't sign up.

Lin Fan and Fang Jinggen came to the registration office, but there was a long queue.

"So many people?" Lin Fan looked ahead, most of them were seventh-rank laymen.

Those who can enter Cangwaiyuan are all fifth-rank laymen.

Many people know that they are not strong enough to get a good ranking, just like Bai Jingyun, they are too lazy to participate.

A second-grade layman like Fang Jinggen came to sign up with confidence, and he was the only one.

"Boss Lin Fan, do you know what the No.1 reward is this time?" Fang Jinggen who was at the side said mysteriously.

Lin Fan glanced at the long queue in front of him, and asked curiously, "What's the reward?"

Fang Jinggen lowered his voice, and said in a low voice, "The ultimate illusory pill."

The ultimate magical pill.

Lin Fan's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he didn't expect it to be this thing.

The best magic spirit pill is to kill the top seven magic spirit monsters, and then it is possible to form the best magic spirit pill.

To put it simply, if you kill a hundred monsters with seventh-grade phantom spirits, there may only be one, which can be the top-grade phantom spirit pill.

But this top grade magic pill is also really extraordinary.

If you refine this top-grade illusory pill, you can immediately break through to the Taoist realm.

Perhaps for a genius like Ye Feng, there is no difference between the top grade magic pill and the seventh grade magic pill.

Anyway, their talents can reach the level of Taoism.

But for those who are not talented enough, it is especially precious.

If you say that in the layman state, as long as you have enough resources and a little bit of talent for cultivation, you can become a layman.

And with the investment of a lot of resources, he can become a seventh-rank layman.

But in any case, it is impossible to cross to the Taoist realm.

This is a gap.

But the top-grade illusory elixir can make people 100% cross to the Taoist realm.

No wonder.

Lin Fan looked at the seventh-rank laymen who had signed up in a long line in front of them. These seventh-rank laymen would probably risk their lives for this top-grade magic pill.

There are many seventy-year-old lay Buddhists in their 70s and [-]s.

Don't underestimate these seventh-rank laymen, although they are only seventh-rank laymen.

But after all, he has accumulated at this level of strength for a long time, and his strength can be described as impressive.

As for the other people, they are basically sixth-rank laymen, and it is difficult to see fifth-rank laymen.

As for Fang Jinggen, it can be said that he is the only second-rank layman from this family to sign up.

After the two of them signed up, each of them received a license plate.

On the morning of the second day, the day of the kendo competition came.

The largest square of the Cangjian Sect was also where Lin Fan and the others worshiped the ancestral sword when they joined the Cangjian Sect. It was crowded with people.

On the square, ten arenas were set up.

The competition system is very simple, there are more than 200 people who sign up, one-on-one, and the loser will withdraw.

Then the top sixteen will be determined, and the next day, the competition for No.1 will begin.

"There must be too many people." Bai Jingyun looked at the exaggerated crowd, a little dumbfounded.

Lin Fan beside him said with a smile: "Only 200 people participated in the competition, but basically, all the beginner disciples have come, most of them are watching the fun."

"Haha, I can finally show my skills." Fang Jinggen clenched his fists, his face was full of excitement.

Ye Feng didn't sign up to participate, but he rarely came with Fang Jinggen.

Although Ye Feng is aloof, he has a really good relationship with Fang Jinggen.

In fact, this is also normal. People like Ye Feng, the less friends they have, the more determined they are to treat this friend after they identify a friend.

Under the sea of ​​people, there were no senior officials from any sects to watch the battle.

They will only come to watch the battle of the top sixteen tomorrow.

In each arena, there will be a referee, ten arenas, and it begins.

The referee will read out the numbers of two number plates each time, and the person who reads the number plate will compete on stage.

After winning the game, they will rest and wait for the next battle.

In the ten arenas, there were quite a few masters, but their fights were very successful.

The disciples below supported their friends on the stage from time to time, and the scene was very hot.

"No. 130 five!"

A ring referee shouted loudly.

It's up to me.

Lin Fan glanced at the number plate and stepped onto the ring.

"Lin Fan! Come on!"

"Boss Lin Fan, fuck him to death!"

Fang Jinggen and Bai Jingyun cheered loudly.

Standing in front of Lin Fan was a seventh-rank layman who looked to be in his thirties.

His name is Cheng Yong.

Cheng Yong's face showed ecstasy. He was also from the Cangwaiyuan. He never thought that what he was facing would be Lin Fan.

Almost laughed out loud, this guy is only a fifth-rank layman, and he joined Cangwaiyuan not long ago.

Can he be as strong as him?

Cheng Yong had a confident look on his face: "Lin Fan, we are all from Cangwaiyuan, go down by yourself, lest I hit you too hard and hurt you, which is not beautiful."

Lin Fan was a little surprised that this person actually knew him.

After he joined the Cangwaiyuan, he seldom went out, and basically practiced in the house.

He may not understand that his reputation in Cangwaiyuan is not small at this time.

All the stewards of the Cangwaiyuan were arrested by Uncle Min Yang because of him. What the hell, is he not famous?

Not to mention offending Miao Jianyuan.

"Brother, please advise." After speaking, Lin Fan picked up the wooden sword given by the referee.

In this match, everyone can only use wooden swords to compete.

"Accept the move!" Cheng Yong stabbed Lin Fan's chest confidently.

Even without using spells, he can confidently defeat Lin Fan.

Don't ask who gave him confidence.

It doesn't matter if a layman of the seventh rank beats a layman of the fifth rank, it doesn't matter if he doesn't use mana, why don't he hang him up and beat him?

Cheng Yong was still thinking in his mind, hoping to meet a weaker guy in the next round.

At this moment, the sword in his hand was chopped off by Lin Fan, and the wooden sword rested on his neck.

"This!"

Cheng Yong was stunned, defeated him with one move?how can that be possible?

Lin Fan looked at Cheng Yong with a faint smile on his face.

To be honest, this guy's swordsmanship is really terrible.

(End of this chapter)