The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

"Who are those two? One of them seems to be a warrior from Hongyu. Why are they fighting?"

"This is not the first time. Every time the Zhenwu Academy opens, there are such battles everywhere."

"The other one seems to be Qiu Bao, who is also a rare genius in our Shun'an Prefecture. His brother Qiu Lang is one of the three heroes of our Shun'an Prefecture!"

"......"

The noise here was too loud, and it attracted the attention of everyone in the restaurant, and they immediately started talking.

These people didn't care too much, and they were obviously very experienced.

Shun'an Prefecture is the only way to the Genlu of Zhenwu Academy. Such battles will break out every hundred years, not once or twice, but in the absolute majority of cases, it is the warriors of Hongyu who suffer.

"A group of wolves devouring tigers!"

Qiu Bao suddenly slashed with a knife, and a group of fierce wolves condensed by true essence roared and killed Zhou Qing. These fierce wolves were like intelligent wolves, encircling and suppressing them.

The roar of the wolves shook the earth.

Zhou Qing retreated again and again, his sword flashing, and he kept killing these fierce wolves.

But the number of wolves increased, and slowly he was surrounded and isolated.

"Hahahaha, this is the top genius of Hongyu, nothing special!"

Wang Heng and other young people saw this scene and laughed, not taking the warriors of the thirty-six countries of Hongyu seriously at all.

"We are going to lose."

Chen Fan took a look at the situation in the field and shook his head.

"It is true that there is always a mountain higher than another mountain. Hongyu has been weak for many years, and the geniuses of the younger generation are much worse in both quantity and quality."

What really makes the difference between different places is not the difference in talent between each person.

Hongyu occasionally has very amazing geniuses, but they are often not as good as masters of other large and powerful domains. The reason is very simple.

The inheritance of Hongyu is broken.

In the entire Hongyu, there is only one Tiangang Realm expert, Li Huang. However, compared with the Quanhaiyu, there are at least two Tiangang Realm experts. This is the gap, which is obvious at a glance.

And the gap between the Shenying Realm experts is even greater.

In the Great Chu Empire, only top forces like the Chunqiu Sect have Shenying Realm experts, and there are only one or two.

But in the Daming Empire, many forces have Shenying Realm experts, at least one.

The gap between the high-end experts is so big, and the younger generations they teach are naturally even bigger.

Zhou Qing's talent is not bad at all, but he lacks the foundation of inheritance.

In fact, this is why many young masters of the thirty-six countries in Hongyu, knowing that for them, the ancient trial road of the Zhenwu Academy is very dangerous, and they will die if they are not careful, but they still step on it without hesitation.

Because only such training can make a difference.

They were far inferior to the descendants of the powerful and large domains. If they were not willing to fight, they would never succeed.

Chen Fan understood this point very well.

He was no exception.

He was not born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and his father was not Li Gang. Only by fighting harder than others could he go further and become stronger. Many things needed to be fought for by himself.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion sounded from the wolf pack, and many fierce wolves were directly blown into a ball of vitality.

It was Zhou Qing who performed the ultimate killing technique, and the whole person was in a mess.

But he had just broken through Qiu Bao's pack of wolves and tigers, and before he had time to breathe, a terrible knife light fell from the sky, trying to cut him in half.

It was Qiu Bao.

He had a very accurate grasp of the timing.

At the moment Zhou Qing broke through the pack of wolves and tigers, he attacked Zhou Qing again, taking advantage of your weakness to kill you, and was merciless.

Seeing the fatal knife light coming down, Zhou Qing was frightened and stood there, motionless, his face pale.

Seeing that Zhou Qing was about to be killed by Qiu Bao's knife, at this critical moment, suddenly a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard, and a stream of light shot towards Qiu Bao like lightning.

Qiu Bao was shocked, and the knife that was slashing towards Zhou Qing suddenly tilted and slashed at the stream of light that was shooting towards him.

Puff!

The stream of light was instantly split into two.

At this time, Qiu Bao discovered that the stream of light was actually a chopstick.

Qiu Bao's face was extremely gloomy, and his cold eyes looked in the direction of Chen Fan.

Because this stream of light was shooting from the direction of Chen Fan, and in this direction, only Chen Fan was still there, and Chen Fan only had one chopstick left in his hand.

Then it was obvious that it was Chen Fan who attacked him just now.

"Little bastard, you dare to attack me!"

Qiu Bao stared at Chen Fan with a fierce look.

Chen Fan raised his head and said lightly: "Let's be merciful. Besides, you disturbed me while I was drinking."

"Bastard, you are looking for death!"

Hearing this, Qiu Bao was furious and said coldly: "Looking at your clothes, you are also a warrior from Hongyu. Since you dare to attack me, then, use your life to pay for his life!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiu Bao raised a strong wind and rushed directly towards Chen Fan. His expression was ferocious, and the long knife in his hand flashed with a cold and ruthless luster, and instantly swept towards Chen Fan's neck.

"Humph, a mere waste of the seventh-turn golden elixir dared to attack me. I think you are tired of living!"

Qiu Bao's words were very cruel, and he had a grim smile on his face, as if he had seen the scene of Chen Fan being beheaded by him.

However, just when Qiu Bao's long sword was about to cross Chen Fan's neck, Chen Fan moved.

He just raised his arm, stretched out two fingers, and clamped Qiu Bao's long sword directly. No matter how hard Qiu Bao tried, he couldn't move.

Bang!

The next moment, Chen Fan's fingers suddenly exerted force, and the long sword broke instantly.

"Give it back to you!"

A cold light flashed in Chen Fan's eyes, and he threw the half of the blade towards Qiu Bao.

Swish!

The air was directly torn apart.

In an instant, Qiu Bao was shrouded in the breath of death. This half of the blade seemed to be the sickle of the god of death, which was going to reap his life.

Puff!

At the critical moment, Qiu Bao tilted his body, and half of the blade passed through his right arm, directly cutting off his entire arm.

Qiu Bao was a man. His right arm was cut off, and he groaned, enduring the severe pain and yelling at Chen Fan: "Little bastard, you will regret it!"

After saying the harsh words, he quickly picked up the broken arm and ran away with those friends.

Although they were playboys, they were not stupid. They saw how powerful Chen Fan was. Even if they wanted to take revenge, they had to wait for the family to come forward.

They were obviously not Chen Fan's opponents. If they angered Chen Fan and killed them, it would be more trouble than gain.