The sword is the only one that can lead to enlightenment once a month

Chapter 4: Want to be on the Hidden Dragon List

"Thunder."

There was lightning flashing on Chen Fan's fist, and electric arcs were jumping. He was the first to arrive and punched Huben in the chest.

"puff!"

Hu Ben's eyes widened, the protective Qi in his body was instantly shattered, he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body instantly flew backwards, only to be caught by Luo Xinglie who had flashed over.

Although both are top-level human-grade martial arts and have been cultivated to perfection, the power they exert in the hands of different people is very different.

Luo Xinglie frowned, and after his true energy flowed along his arm into Huben's body and circulated around him, his expression relaxed a little.

Huben struggled to stand up, his face full of confusion. He didn't see anything just now, and was knocked out.

The Thunder Fist is one of the top three martial arts among the Chen family's top martial arts. After mastering it, the fist carries lightning and releases arcs that can paralyze the enemy. The Thunder Fist focuses on the word "rush", so it is extremely fast, which is why Chen Fan was able to arrive after starting later.

"You are very strong. Among your peers in the Chen family, only a few can defeat you."

Chen Fan said solemnly.

"Thank you, Master Chen, for showing mercy."

Hu Ben smiled bitterly. Although he didn't know Chen Fan's exact age, he didn't look that old. Being defeated by a boy a few years younger than him had dealt a heavy blow to his confidence.

Now that Huben has been defeated, the next one is Moye. It is obvious that Moye only narrowly defeated Huben at the beginning, so naturally she can't be Chen Fan's opponent.

Once the battle started, he was even more weak than the Huben. With just one Thunder Fist, Moye was sent flying backwards.

There was no way. Although Moye's swordsmanship was agile and ethereal, it was useless in the face of absolute crushing power.

Inside the hall, there was some silence. Huben and Moye had been taken away to recuperate. At this moment, Luo Xinglie was looking at Chen Fan with a dim gaze, which almost made him feel embarrassed.

Fortunately, Chen Haoran noticed Chen Fan's discomfort, and coughed lightly and said, "Okay, Brother Luo, take away your gaze. It's not right to look at a child like this."

"Brother Chen, I want to ask you for a favor. I hope you will agree to it."

Luo Xinglie said sincerely.

"no way!"

Chen Haoran knew what Luo Xinglie was going to do without even having to think about it.

"It is impossible for Fan'er to join Liuyun Sect, let alone Liuyun Sect, even Emerald Valley is impossible."

"Uh."

Luo Xinglie was speechless for a moment. He did want Chen Fan to join Liuyun Sect, but he didn't expect Chen Haoran to be so decisive.

"Forget it, but now that the matter is over, please go back."

Seeing that his plan was not going to work, Luo Xinglie issued an order to expel the guests.

After Chen Fan and Chen Haoran left the main hall, a figure walked out from the back hall. It was an old man.

"I've met the Supreme Elder."

Luo Xinglie saluted respectfully.

Xian Yunzi nodded slightly and said, "No need to be polite, Xinglie, what do you think of that child?"

"He has excellent talent, his moves are decisive and measured, and he is very strong. He can be ranked among the top three core disciples."

Luo Xinglie said without hesitation.

"No, what I saw is more than that. The child's talent and strength are even greater than you can imagine!"

Xian Yunzi said quietly, "It's a pity that he doesn't want to join my Liuyun Sect, otherwise I would be willing to accept him as my disciple myself."

On the way back, Chen Haoran and Chen Fan rode in the same carriage. The carriage looked extremely luxurious on the outside, with an interior area of ​​about ten square meters, and was pulled by three ghost-eyed jade lions.

"Fan'er, tell me the truth, what level of Purple Thunder Magic have you reached?"

"The sixth level."

"Not bad. Hmm? The sixth level!"

In an instant, with the carriage as the center, a majestic aura spread out in all directions, stretching for nearly a hundred meters in radius. Smoke and dust were raised by the aura, and the dust flew all over the sky. The three-headed jade lion with ghost eyes crawled on the ground and whimpered.

This is the peak of the late Baoyuan Realm, the power from the top master of Tianfeng Country.

Fortunately, Chen Haoran came to his senses in a split second and restrained his strength. "Dad, there's no need to be so exaggerated."

Unexpectedly, the pressure from the peak of the late Baoyuan Realm did not cause Chen Fan too much oppression. He felt that this pressure was like a breeze blowing on his face and was not worth mentioning.

Chen Haoran said solemnly: "Dad was originally thinking that with your talent, you might be able to make it to the Hidden Dragon Ranking in four years. Now it seems that Dad underestimated you. It doesn't take four years. In one year, you will definitely be able to make it to the Hidden Dragon Ranking!"

"Hidden Dragon List, what is that?"

Although Chen Fan knew what the Hidden Dragon List was better than anyone else, he still asked in order to cover it up.

"The Hidden Dragon Ranking is a list of young masters under the age of 24 in the entire Nanzhuo Region. There are a total of 72 seats, and the competition is held every three years. Now there is only one year away from the next Hidden Dragon Competition. Everyone who can make the list is a top talent in the Nanzhuo Region."

"Don't worry, Dad. In a year, I will definitely be on the Hidden Dragon Ranking and bring glory to my Chen family."

"Oh, the Chen family doesn't need you to bring glory to it. You just need to bring honor to your father."

In the training room, Chen Fan was sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, holding a low-grade spirit stone in each hand, his eyes closed, and his chest rising and falling slightly.

Wisps of mist floated out from the low-grade spirit stone and sank into Chen Fan's body. The true Qi circulated through the body, nourishing his body. The true Qi formed a cyclone and continued to grow stronger.

Suddenly, the light of the low-grade spirit stone dissipated and turned into white powder. Chen Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were full of brilliance, and a momentum spread out in all directions, and then quickly converged. His aura was visibly much stronger.

In a month's time, his cultivation progressed further and he reached the peak of the late stage of the Condensation Realm. The reason why he could achieve such a fast speed was naturally due to the fact that he had sufficient resources and the high level of his skills.

However, this is not enough. Now there is only less than a year left before the Qianlong List, but Chen Fan is still a long way from the Baoyuan Realm. If he wants to take the first place in the Qianlong List, he must at least enter the early or even middle stage of the Baoyuan Realm.

I have to admit that time is a bit tight.

"call."

For a moment, Chen Fan thought a lot.

"Well, it's time."

Suddenly, Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and opened the panel.

【Chen Fan】

【Age: 16】

[Realm: Peak of the late Condensation Realm]

[Kung Fu: The sixth level of Purple Thunder Magic (Earth-level intermediate martial arts)]

[Martial Arts: Thunder Palm (earth-level low-level martial arts), Thunder Fist (human-level top-level martial arts), Phantom Step (human-level top-level martial arts)]

[Number of epiphanies: 1]

Another epiphany!

Chen Fan was a little excited. The sudden realization he had gained last month had allowed him to advance his Purple Thunder Art to the sixth level, condensing a thunder core. He also activated his true Qi, pushing him to the late stage of the Condensation Realm. His strength had undergone a qualitative change.

Without much hesitation, Chen Fan directly clicked on enlightenment.

"Om~"

As the roar sounded, Chen Fan suddenly felt his brain become extremely clear, as if a layer of veil had been lifted off the world, and the mysteries of the world and all kinds of truths appeared before his eyes.

Chen Fan decisively began to comprehend the Purple Thunder Divine Art. If cultivation is the basis, then the technique is the foundation. If the technique is not high enough, it will be difficult to improve cultivation.

"Boom~"

At this moment, Chen Fan felt as if he was in endless thunder. Feeling the power contained in the thunder, his comprehension of the Purple Thunder Magic was rapidly improving.

A quarter of an hour.

Two quarters of an hour.

Three quarters of an hour.

Soon, four quarters of an hour, or half an hour, passed, and Chen Fan opened his eyes.

"Boom!"

Thunder suddenly sounded in the empty room. The sound of thunder exploded in the training room out of nowhere, and a black mark appeared on the ground.

(End of this chapter)