The cultivation of immortality by mortals begins with the abandoned children of the river

Before he finished speaking, Zhan Nianchuan rushed towards Brother Long like a tiger, so fast that only an afterimage remained!

"Yo, it's pretty fast."

Li Dalong was startled, and then he poured all his magic power into the long sword with disdain. The sword glowed suddenly, and the sword body grew several feet in an instant, and struck Zhan Nianchuan head-on.

He shouted loudly: "Go to hell, little handyman!"

The distance between the two sides quickly narrowed, and the physical bodies were about to face the sword light before their eyes!

It's time to decide.

"Hehe, Brother Long is so stable that he even needs a magic weapon to deal with a little handyman!"

"That's right, wouldn't it be enough to just blow him to death with your fists?"

"Brother Long, you are too cruel."

The disciples in the peak who were watching were chatting and laughing easily, not paying attention to Zhan Nianchuan at all, so there was no suspense.

The third level of Qi Condensation fights the fourth level, and you fight against sharp magic weapons with bare hands.

Absolutely no fight.

Although Lin Hongzhi stood with his hands behind his hands and looked indifferent in the distance, he had actually been paying attention to the battle situation here. When he saw this scene, he couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Idiot, you actually want to fight against a magic weapon with your body. Do you think you can seize a sword with bare hands like a secular person?"

However, he stopped laughing in an instant, and his eyes became unbelievable.

In the flash of lightning, Zhan Nianchuan suddenly changed from charging forward to leaping forward, and his sword radiated directly into the air.

One leg kicked out in the air and hit Li Dalong's head hard.

This leg movement is powerful and heavy. As long as it is done firmly, it is not impossible for the brain to blossom.

At the critical moment, Li Dalong still showed extraordinary adaptability. He jerked his head forward and rolled several times like a gourd on the ground. He was so disgraced that he almost rolled off the high platform.

Li Dalong raised his head angrily and happened to take a look at the dull-faced brothers on the side of the stage. The scene was as embarrassing as it could be.

He twitched his face and forced a smile, "Damn it, I accidentally..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the expressions of the brothers change. Li Dalong screamed in his heart and immediately rolled to the left. In the blink of an eye, he avoided the rough stampede of Zhan Nianchuan who descended from the sky.

A foot stepped heavily on where he was, making a dull thud.

The many disciples in the peak who were watching were stunned for a moment, and then began to cheer for Li Dalong again and again.

"Brother Long, this dodge is so beautiful, his movements are so agile!"

"Come on Brother Long, defeat the little handyman!"

"Brother Long, I'm here to see you after the competition. Stop playing around and show him how awesome you are!"

Amidst the cheers of many disciples on the side, Li Dalong, who had rolled several times, couldn't help but pick up the fallen magic weapon. When he looked at Zhan Nianchuan, who looked half-smiling but not smiling, he suddenly became angry.

He laughed evilly and said loudly: "You little handyman moves very fast. Let's see if you can dodge my punch."

After speaking, he shouted loudly, his muscles all over his body flexed, and he poured all his mana into his fists. His fists were faintly tinged with earthy color. There was no doubt that this was one of the few monks from the Xuantian Sect who specialized in earth-attribute skills.

The soil is thick, and he is naturally strong in strength and defense. Coupled with his strong body and a higher level of cultivation than Zhan Nianchuan, he does not believe that Zhan Nianchuan can take this punch.

Don't think it's only one level higher in cultivation level, one level of cultivation level is higher than the sky!

Even though he had been in great embarrassment after evading one after another, it could not shake his confidence at all. This kid is just quick in his movements. As long as his fists are strong enough, he can overcome cleverness with strength.

Seeing the solemn look on Li Dalong's face and the looming earth-yellow light from his fist, the onlookers became excited and boasted:

"Brother Long is finally serious. This little handyman is dead."

"With this punch, the little handyman won't have his bones broken and his muscles broken?"

"Brother Long, my brother! Come on!"

Amid the cheers and cheers from the crowd on the sidelines, Li Dalong laughed ferociously, exhaled loudly, jumped up, and punched Zhan Nianchuan, who was standing motionless on the stage.

To everyone's surprise, Zhan Nianchuan was extremely calm and still stood there with no intention of hiding.

The fist wind roared, and Zhan Nianchuan's hair kept flying in the strong wind.

"Good boy, how dare you despise your Lord Long! I will send you back to the west now." Li Dalong was surprised at first and then overjoyed. His fists were a little harder, and his fists glowed with earthy yellow light, maximizing all his magic power.

Zhan Nianchuan moved.

He punched out straight away, looking like he wanted to fight Li Dalong, who was good at physical strength and defense.

Many spectators in the audience were smiling and watching happily.

When Lin Hongzhi saw this scene in the distance, he showed a look of disdain and uttered two words, "Idiot!"

The fists of both sides clashed directly with each other.

There was a loud "boom" accompanied by a shrill scream. In the horrified eyes of the onlookers, Li Dalong's fist suddenly deformed and almost shattered. Blood spurted out. He flew back several feet on the spot and fell to the stage, screaming miserably. , rolling around holding hands.

The whole place was silent.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the calm-looking young man standing on the stage.

After a long while, the disciples who were watching realized what they were doing. Several of them screamed Brother Long, jumped on the stage and fed Li Dalong some elixirs, and then took him outside for treatment.

"Brother Long...he is defeated now?"

"if not?"

"It's amazing. I didn't expect that there would be a ruthless character among the handymen this year."

"Tsk tsk, luckily I didn't meet him in this competition. It was too cruel."

The disciples who were watching nearby now looked at Zhan Nianchuan with solemn eyes and even fear. With one punch, he directly and violently crushed Li Dalong, who was not weak at the fourth level of Qi Condensation. This strength was not ordinary.

Facing the eyes of everyone, the young man remained calm.

"Excuse me, my opponent has left the stage. Do you think I will win this match?"

Zhan Nianchuan looked at the examiner and his words were very polite.

"Yes, yes, number B 47 wins!"

The examiner was still stunned. After hearing this, he quickly scratched the roster with his finger and announced the result of the competition.

Hearing the result of the competition, Lin Hongzhi's face in the distance suddenly became extremely gloomy. He couldn't believe it in any case that Zhan Nianchuan, a loser, actually defeated Li Dalong and won.

In this case, even his inspection was powerless, because Zhan Nianchuan had defeated the peak disciples at the fourth level of Qi Condensation in an upright manner. Does this kind of performance count as failure to pass the assessment? Absolutely impossible.

This means that this guy passed the examination and became an outer disciple, becoming Senior Sister Tong Xi's junior brother.

Watching Zhan Nianchuan pass the exam, Lin Hongzhi felt as uncomfortable as being forced to eat 10,000 blowflies.

With a livid face, he paced a few steps with his hands behind his back. After much deliberation, he finally had to accept the result. He snorted coldly as he watched Zhan Nianchuan's retreating figure.

"You're lucky, don't touch me during the competition, otherwise your bones will be broken!"