Wuji Tongtian

Chapter 72 Whoever Dissatisfied Come Come

Seeing the smile on Yang Fan's mouth, the young man felt very uncomfortable for some reason.

Is this mocking his incompetence?

"Yang Fan, don't think that being a True Disciple means you are really powerful. Today, I, Zhao Chengcheng, want to let you know that you are not qualified to have the status of a True Disciple!"

"At least, not now!" Zhao Cheng said loudly, cooperating with his waving arms to show his strong aura.

As if in this way, Yang Fan could be firmly suppressed, causing the latter to change color.

It's a pity that Yang Fan didn't feel any suppression of the aura at all, and said with a smile: "I understand what you mean, come on, defeat me, I can transfer the identity of the true disciple to you."

Zhao Cheng became angry, and shouted: "What do you think a true disciple is? Can you transfer it to whoever you want?"

Yang Fan spread his hands helplessly: "Okay, I was wrong, so are you going to challenge me?"

"Challenge? You are not worthy!" Zhao Cheng finished the sentence with a gesture of contempt.

Then after waiting for a while, he changed his disdainful tone and said, "You are lucky today, so I will forcefully challenge you. Do you dare to accept it?"

Yang Fan rubbed his forehead with his hands, this guy must have too much drama in his heart!
Isn't it just unconvinced to challenge him, insisting on saying this sentence with this kind of charity-like attitude.

"I accept your challenge." Yang Fan said with a sigh.

What should be said has been said, Zhao Cheng immediately entered the fighting state, the true energy quickly circulated in the body, and the upper body leaned forward slightly.

Swish!
The next moment, Zhao Cheng rushed out, grabbed Yang Fan with his left hand, and then pulled.

Immediately, Yang Fan felt an invisible energy pulling his body, making him unable to move.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Cheng clenched his fist with his right hand and blasted out. A layer of white mist shrouded the surface of the fist.In the lightness, there is also a strong fluctuation of power, which is emitted.

"Yang Fan will suffer a big loss." Among the crowd in the distance, a young man with a second level of Qi refining said calmly.

Many people who had dealt with Zhao nodded.

At this moment, Zhao Cheng used two intermediate martial arts, the first is to pull the hand, so that Yang Fan's body is controlled.Then came Shadow Mist Fist.

Yang Fan still underestimated the enemy, or he lacked combat experience.

Although they are both in the first level of Qi refining, Zhao Cheng has already stayed in this realm for a year, and both intermediate martial arts have reached the stage of Xiaocheng.

Compared with elementary martial arts, intermediate martial arts are much more difficult to cultivate, and there are very few in the entire inner sect who can cultivate to the Xiaocheng stage in the first level of Qi refining.

Feeling the invisible energy pulling his body, Yang Fan's expression didn't change at all, just at the moment when Zhao Cheng's offensive was approaching.

boom!
Yang Fan's body shook slightly, and a more powerful force emerged, directly shaking the invisible energy away.

Seeing that the pulling hand failed, Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed, and the number of fists he threw suddenly became three.They blasted at Yang Fan's left shoulder, abdomen, and head respectively.

Perhaps other warriors of the same level will suddenly panic when they see this situation.

But for Yang Fan, there was no threat.

He simply punched it out.

Boom!
The two fists collided, and the surrounding air exploded.The other two fists turned into a faint white mist, which was dispersed by the force and quickly dissipated.

Zhao Cheng's expression finally changed, and Yang Fan could tell at a glance where his real attack was.

Moreover, the power erupting from the opponent's fist made him look extremely weak.

Because at this moment, his body is in the air, and he is flying backwards.

Zhao Cheng barely controlled it and did not fall to the ground.Instead, after several flips, the feet landed on the ground, and then took several steps back before finally stabilizing the body.

However, looking at Yang Fan who was standing still, Zhao Cheng's expression kept changing.

"Hmph, I'm not feeling well today, you're lucky!" In the end, Zhao Cheng snorted coldly, found a step for himself, then turned around and left.

Regarding this, Yang Fan couldn't help but his cheeks twitched, this guy is really a superb one!

But he got the battle points, so he didn't bother to care about so much.

Looking across the crowd, Yang Fan said loudly: "Anyone of you who refuses to accept, just come. If anyone in the same rank can make me leave this circle, I will lose!"

As he spoke, he swept his left leg around the ground, and a circle with a diameter of one meter suddenly appeared on the ground.

Everyone who was still shocked by Yang Fan's terrifying strength changed their faces at this moment.

How arrogant a person is to say such a thing.

Judging from the strength Yang Fan showed just now, it is very strong, but many of them still have the confidence to force him out of such a small circle.

"Yang Fan, don't underestimate everyone, defeating a Zhao Cheng is nothing at all." Soon, a young man came out.

Compared to Zhao Cheng, this young man is more handsome, his eyes are extremely bright, revealing a kind of sharpness.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's do it, the same sentence, as long as I get out of this circle, I will lose." Yang Fan smiled.

"Then I won't be polite!" The young man narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes became sharper.

The young man walked towards Yang Fan step by step, and the five fingers of his right hand beside him slowly bent.It seems to have become an eagle claw, no, it is more terrifying than an eagle claw!
When he walked outside the circle, the young man swiped violently, his five fingers bent into a hook, as if tore the air.

Yang Fan raised his hand to block, the young man's offensive changed instantly, his speed increased instantly, and he grabbed Yang Fan's wrist.

"Get up!"

The young man let out a low cry, and the strength of his whole body exploded and gathered in his right hand, trying to throw Yang Fan out.

His entire face was reddened from too much effort.

The onlookers also clenched their fists tightly, as if they had caught Yang Fan, and they wanted to throw him out of the circle.

"Sorry to disappoint you." Yang Fan's half-smile voice sounded next to the young man's ear.Then, the young man discovered in horror that he was flying up.

At some point, Yang Fan grabbed his wrist and threw him out.

After the young man landed, he staggered and sat on the ground, staring at Yang Fan in a daze, not expecting to lose so quickly.

Yang Fan looked away from the young man, smiled slightly and said, "Next."

"As expected of a guy who has practiced advanced techniques, his strength is really extraordinary." Among the crowd, the young man with the second level of Qi Refining said calmly.

Hearing this sentence, everyone reacted.

That's right, the reason why Yang Fan is so powerful is because he has practiced advanced exercises.

And what they practice at most is only intermediate-level exercises, no matter how thick or the quality of their true energy, they are much worse than Yang Fan.

"Although that is the case, it shouldn't be very difficult to force him out of such a small circle." Another disciple at the first level of Qi refining said very dissatisfied.

It's not like they haven't seen guys who have practiced advanced exercises before, and their strength is indeed stronger, but it is also limited.

What's more, they also saw that Yang Fan had just made a breakthrough, and he didn't even master an intermediate martial skill.

Therefore, the gap between them and Yang Fan should be further narrowed.Even if Yang Fan couldn't be defeated, it shouldn't be so unbearable.

(End of this chapter)