The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

"Cruel, so cruel!"

"I wasn't blinded. Sun Youwei, who was wearing soft scale armor, was actually punched to death by him. It's so scary!"

"Oh my God, that soft scale armor can withstand the attack of a seventh-level Qigong warrior, but under the power of Chen Fan's fist, it was directly exploded, including everyone. Is Chen Fan really a sixth-level Qigong warrior, not an eighth-level Qigong warrior? "

"It's amazing! Not to mention the sixth-level Qigong, even the seventh-level Qigong cannot defeat Sun Youwei with one punch. Only people with the eighth-level Qigong and above can do it."

"Chen Fan must have hidden his cultivation level. His real cultivation level must be the eighth level of Qigong, not the sixth level of Qigong."

"Stupid, you can't see the depth of Chen Fan, can't Elder Sun also see it? If Chen Fan was at the eighth level of Qigong, he wouldn't propose this bet with Elder Qin, lose his wife and lose his troops."

"So, although Chen Fan is at the sixth level of Qigong, his combat power is comparable to the eighth level of Qigong?"

"That's not the case. Although Sun Youwei wears soft scale armor and can withstand the attacks of seventh-level Qigong masters, he can only withstand three attacks at most. Therefore, Chen Fan should be equivalent to the more powerful seventh-level Qigong masters and eighth-level Qigong masters. In comparison, there is still a big gap.”

...

Everyone who came back to their senses began to talk, and they were all shocked when Chen Fan punched Sun Youwei to death.

Chen Fan walked off the stage expressionlessly.

Qin Changkong strode over, patted Chen Fan's shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "Good boy, you gave me a surprise!"

Chen Fan smiled and asked, "Where's Senior Sister? How is she doing over there?"

"It's not a big problem. Yaoyao is already at the peak of the seventh-level Qigong. As long as she doesn't meet an opponent at the eighth-level Qigong, it will not be easy for others to defeat her. There will definitely be no problem in entering the top 100."

Qin Changkong smiled and said: "Thanks to you this time, I defeated Sun Youwei with one punch and defeated the old guy Sun Wenshan's Bone Spirit Fire, giving Yaoyao a great chance to be promoted to Alchemist."

"Uncle Qin, fusing the Yuan Fire is a very dangerous thing."

"That's natural. However, I have also made some preparations for Yaoyao over the years. I am 60% sure that it will succeed. At that time, Yaoyao will not only be promoted to Alchemist, but this bone spirit fire can also be used as a means to fight against the enemy. , maybe he can fight against eighth-level qigong warriors and become one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect.”

The Outer Sect Competition cannot be completed in one day. It is divided into several stages. Each stage is separated by several days to give the Outer Sect disciples a chance to recover.

As he was talking, Qin Yao came over. She had just easily defeated her opponent.

"Sister."

Seeing Qin Yao coming over, Chen Fan felt uneasy, but he pretended to be calm and shouted.

Qin Yao glanced at him, ignored him, and shouted to Qin Changkong: "Father."

"Yao Yao, what do you think this is?" Qin Changkong took out the crystal ball wrapped in bone spirit fire and shook it.

Although it was shocking that Chen Fan had just punched Sun Youwei to death, only a few people noticed it, and a large number of people didn't notice it at all.

Because exciting and fierce battles broke out on all ten fighting stages.

"This is... bone spirit fire!" Qin Yao's eyes lit up instantly.

"Yes, it's the Bone Spirit Fire."

Qin Changkong smiled and said, "Why don't you thank Xiaofan quickly? If he hadn't knocked out Sun Youwei with one punch and made me win the bet against that old guy Sun Wenshan, you still wouldn't have gotten this bone spirit fire."

"No, no, I'm happy to do something for senior sister." Chen Fan waved his hand quickly.

"Yao Yao, when this first stage of the competition is over, during the free time, you can fuse this Yuan Fire and attack the alchemist. It will also increase your combat effectiveness. By then, you will be able to fight against opponents at the eighth level of Qigong. Even If you win, you will have a chance to become one of the top ten disciples of the outer sect.”

There is no father who does not think about his children.

…

In the distance, hundreds of disciples from the Tianmeng gathered together.

Fei Kuang and others noticed Chen Fan's fighting situation, and a sneer suddenly appeared in their eyes.

"Haha, it seems that this guy has some strength. He actually knocked out that idiot Sun Youwei with one punch. His combat power is comparable to the seventh level of Qigong, but that's it. Which of you got the tenth group of draws? , come and change with me, I will meet him then." Fei Kuang turned his head and said to the large group of people behind him.

"I."

"I am also in the tenth group."

Immediately, no less than ten Tianmeng members responded.

Fei Kuang casually exchanged iron picks with one of them, and the sneer in his eyes became even stronger.

If you remain proud for just a moment, your death will soon come!

As time passed, half of the disciples in the ten groups of battle stages were eliminated after one round of fighting, thousands of them, and even hundreds of them died.

Soon, the second round of fighting began.

"Group 10, No. 345 vs. No. 932."

It was Chen Fan's turn to play again.

The opponent in this battle was worse than Sun Youwei. He was a young man with fifth-level Qigong cultivation.

As soon as he came on stage, the young man showed a bitter smile, and then he chose to admit defeat without hesitation. After all, he saw with his own eyes how Sun Youwei died.

Even the soft scale armor he was wearing was blown apart by a punch. If he were to go up like this, there would probably be no bones left.

Although Chen Fan is not a bloodthirsty person, the scene of beating up Sun Youwei with one punch was so impactful that it left a deep impression on these people. Disciples who are not as strong as Chen Fan, just look at Chen Fan. It was like looking at the devil again.

The second battle is won without a fight.

A few hours later, the second round ended, and half of the people were eliminated again, and the third round of fighting began.

Soon, the presiding elder called Chen Fan's number again.

This time, Chen Fan's opponent was a round-faced young man with Qigong seventh-level cultivation.

He did not see the scene where Chen Fan punched Sun Youwei to pieces. When he saw that his opponent was Chen Fan, he immediately laughed and mocked him.

"Chen Fan, right? Seeing that you are courageous and dare to go on stage, I will let you three moves. Go ahead." The round-faced young man said arrogantly, not taking Chen Fan seriously.

The people below covered their faces one by one, secretly cursing the round-faced young man for being stupid and arrogant.

"Go down!"

Chen Fan did not kill him, and his fist roared out, rushing towards the round-faced young man.

The round-faced young man immediately knew that he had underestimated Chen Fan, and roared, his Qigong rolled, and his vitality roared, but he only resisted three punches and was blasted off the fighting stage.

In the third match, he faced a round-faced young man who was at the early stage of Qigong 7th stage, and won easily again.

The opponent in the fourth match was not strong either, and his strength was equal to that of the round-faced young man in the third match, both of whom were at the early stage of Qigong 7th stage.

Although he took the initiative to launch a crazy attack as soon as he came on stage, he was still defeated by Chen Fan after ten moves without much effort.

At this time, the sun was about to set.

The fifth round was also the last round of the first stage of the competition.

In this round, Chen Fan finally met a master——Gu Zhan!