Chapter 42 Easy Winning Streak

"Brutal, too brutal!"

"Am I seeing things? Sun Youwei, who was wearing soft scale armor, was blown up by him with one punch. So scary!"

"Oh my god, that soft scale armor can resist the attack of a Qigong seventh-stage warrior, but under Chen Fan's punch, it was directly blown up, and even the person was blown up. Is Chen Fan really a Qigong sixth-stage warrior, not a Qigong eighth-stage warrior?"

"Too amazing! Not to mention Qigong sixth-stage warrior, even Qigong seventh-stage warriors can't blow up Sun Youwei with one punch. Only people with Qigong eighth-stage warriors and above can do it."

"Chen Fan must have hidden his cultivation. His real cultivation must be Qigong eighth-stage warriors, not Qigong sixth-stage warriors."

"Stupid, can't you see Chen Fan? "Isn't it possible that Elder Sun can't see how good Chen Fan is? If Chen Fan was at the eighth stage of Qigong, he wouldn't have proposed this bet with Elder Qin, and he lost both the wife and the army."

"So, although Chen Fan is at the sixth stage of Qigong, his combat power is comparable to that of an eighth stage Qigong master?"

"That's not the case. Although Sun Youwei is wearing soft scale armor and can resist the attacks of a seventh stage Qigong master, he can only resist three times at most. So, Chen Fan should be equivalent to a more powerful seventh stage Qigong master, and there is still a big gap compared to an eighth stage Qigong master."

......

The crowd came to their senses and began to discuss, and they were all shocked by Chen Fan's punch to Sun Youwei.

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 is my senior sister? How is she?"

"It's not a big problem. Yaoyao has already reached the peak of Qigong 7th stage. As long as she doesn't meet an opponent of Qigong 8th stage, it's not easy for others to defeat her. There is no problem in entering the top 100."

Qin Changkong smiled and said: "This time, thanks to you, you blew up Sun Youwei with one punch and won the bone spirit fire of the old guy Sun Wenshan, which gave Yaoyao a great chance Promoted to Alchemist. "

"Uncle Qin, fusing the Yuanhuo is a very dangerous thing, right?"

"That's natural, but I have made some preparations for Yaoyao over the years, and 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 she can fight against the eighth-level Qigong warrior and become one of the top ten outer disciples. "

The outer sect competition is not completed in one day. It is divided into several stages. There are several days between each stage to give the outer disciples a chance to recover.

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

"Senior sister."

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

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

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

Although it was shocking that Chen Fan blew up Sun Youwei with one punch just now, only a few people noticed it, and a large number of people didn't notice it at all.

Because there were exciting and fierce battles on the ten martial arts arenas.

"This is... Bone Spirit Fire!" Qin Yao's eyes lit up instantly.

"Yes, it's Bone Spirit Fire."

Qin Changkong smiled and said, "Why don't you thank Xiaofan quickly? If he hadn't blown up Sun Youwei with one punch and let me win the bet against that old guy Sun Wenshan, you wouldn't have gotten this Bone Spirit Fire."

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

"Yaoyao, when the first stage of the competition is over, you can fuse this Yuanhuo and attack the alchemist in the gap, which can also increase your combat effectiveness. By then, you can fight against opponents with Qigong 8th stage, and even win, and you have a chance to become one of the top ten outer disciples."

No father doesn't care about his children.

...

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

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

"Haha, it seems that this guy is quite powerful. He actually beat Sun Youwei, the idiot, with one punch. His combat power is comparable to Qigong level 7, but that's all. Whoever draws the tenth group, exchange with me, and I will meet him then." Fei Kuang turned his head and said to the large group of people behind him.

"Me."

"I am also in the tenth group."

Suddenly, no less than ten members of the Tianmeng responded.

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

Let you be proud for a moment, and your death will come soon!

Time passed, and after a round of battles on the tenth stage, half of the disciples were eliminated, as many as thousands of people, and even hundreds of people died.

Soon, the second round of battle began.

"The tenth group, No. 345 vs. No. 932."

It was Chen Fan's turn again.

The opponent in this battle was even worse than Sun Youwei, a young man with the fifth stage of Qigong cultivation.

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

He was wearing soft scale armor and was blown up by a punch. If he went up, he would probably be dead.

Although Chen Fan was not a bloodthirsty person, the scene of him blowing up Sun Youwei with a punch was too impactful, leaving a deep impression on these people. The disciples who were not as strong as Chen Fan looked at Chen Fan as if they were looking at a devil.

The second battle, won without fighting.

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 give 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!