Chapter 59 1st Violent Crush
The lazy and casual look of the young man in soap clothes has long disappeared. He stared at Zhan Nianchuan's sword for a long time, then looked at Zhan Nianchuan with strange eyes and announced, "No. 102 wins."
With his eyes, he has naturally seen that this is a high-grade magic weapon of the yellow rank. Even he can only envy this kind of magic weapon. Zhan Nianchuan's sudden burst of physical strength also shocked him, and he secretly thought if he didn't I know I'm afraid I'll suffer a big loss.
This long sword originally belonged to Senior Brother Li of the Lingxi Sect. Considering that someone might know Chen Xijin's magic weapon long sword during the competition, it took Zhan Nianchuan a long time to erase the divine mark on it. After all, its owner Has not fallen.
Everyone in the audience was stunned, stunned by Zhan Nianchuan's attack speed and powerful bounce. They were quiet for a long time before suddenly bursting into exclamations.
"Who is this? He can jump so far!"
"Damn this, is this physical training? Or is it a light body charm?"
"You must be in good physical condition. His jump relied entirely on physical strength. It's so scary!"
"Physical cultivation is nothing. Didn't you see that he used his magic power to control the long sword and fought hard with the opponent?"
"The third level of Qi Condensation knocked the sixth level of Qi Condensation out of the stage in one turn? Is that so terrifying?"
Everyone in the audience was talking a lot, attracting more and more people to watch. After hearing these conversations, they looked at Zhan Nianchuan like a monster, and then the discussion became louder.
"The third level of Qi Condensation?! Did I read that correctly? Don't you need the fourth level of Qi Condensation to become an outer disciple?"
"You said he can defeat Senior Sister Liu at the sixth level of Qi Condensation? Are you kidding me?"
"It's just that I don't believe that someone can defeat the opponent across three levels in one round."
None of the disciples who had just gathered around believed it, and they all accused the disciples in the audience of lying and bragging. Suddenly, there was a lot of noise.
No. 8 made such a big noise, which caused Tong Dachuan and other inner disciples on the high platform to pay attention. Looking at Zhan Nianchuan who looked indifferent, Tong Dachuan felt a turmoil in his heart.
"Looking at the jumping distance and attack speed, this boy's physical body is at least several times more powerful than before."
"That magic weapon is definitely a top-grade yellow-level magic weapon. Where did he get such a magic weapon?"
"Not only can he control it, but he can also control the power of the magic weapon to send and receive it from his heart. This shows that his magic power is far beyond the same level and is definitely worthy of the fifth level of Qi Condensation."
"The physical mana is far superior to that of the same level at the same time. The sixth level of Qi Condensation is not an enemy in one round, hiss..."
At the same time, Tong Xi next to her was also severely shocked. She never expected that this little handyman who she was worried about being kicked out of Xuantian Sect would be so strong. She even doubted that she would be kicked out of Xuantian Sect. Is the spirit ball broken?
Her pair of sharp eyes couldn't help but look at the handsome young man sitting quietly in the audience.
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Soon, the first round of competition on Channel 8 ended.
The fifty-four winning disciples directly started the second round of competition, still starting from the small trumpet, so as to give everyone a chance to rest.
Half of the people were eliminated, and the remaining ones were indeed stronger than the previous round in terms of cultivation, spells, and fighting experience. The fight was back and forth, and it was rare to admit defeat or crush them as soon as they met in the first round. sexual situation.
But this made no difference to Zhan Nianchuan. He met a disciple who was good at body skills and liked long-range attacks. Unfortunately, in terms of body skills and quick movements, almost no one could compare with Zhan Nianchuan. In addition, with magical weapons Sharp, he quickly knocked the opponent off the high platform with a few close punches and won easily.
The third, fourth, and fifth rounds were also directly crushed and won.
In the sixth round, Zhan Nianchuan met the thin man with a sword on his back. The man squinted at the expressionless Zhan Nianchuan and said in a hissing voice: "Are you going to get out by yourself or shall I push you..." .”
A long sword struck him head-on with billowing flames!
At the same time, Zhan Nianchuan fired both hands, and several fireballs shot away.
The fireball left his hand, Zhan Nianchuan's feet bent slightly, and he stepped heavily on the stone platform. Zhan Nianchuan screamed through the air like a sharp arrow. He actually caught up with the fireball and punched the thin man with a sword on his back.
He actually attacked directly with all his strength, without any intention of talking nonsense to the other party. He was most annoyed by people who kept talking nonsense.
This is his style, no matter what, just knock him down with one punch.
Fist is truth, strength is king.
The poor thin man with the sword on his back never expected that Zhan Nianchuan would come up directly and plan to kill him. He was so frightened that he quickly summoned the long sword from behind, and a blue sword energy met the gungun who was beheaded. Heat wave.
With a flick of his left hand, a fireball shot towards Zhan Nianchuan. At the same time, he grabbed a large number of talismans with his right hand and suddenly activated them into several barriers to block him.
I have to say that this guy is still very powerful, and he accomplished all this in a blink of an eye.
When he had just finished using these methods, Zhan Nianchuan's attack had already arrived.
With a bang, the fireball was directly exploded by Zhan Nianchuan's punch. In the frightened eyes of the thin man with the sword on his back, the burned fist that was black and flesh was exposed and hit the man in front of him with several heavy punches. On the various barriers, he blasted them all, and his fists were stagnant. However, several fireballs followed with astonishing high temperatures and hit the man directly.
The blue sword energy above had been shattered by the billowing heat wave, and it slashed down towards the man unstoppably.
"I surrender!"
The long sword of the man carrying the sword was directly cut off, and the consciousness attached to it was also forcibly shaken away. The man was so agitated that his strength was greatly reduced, and he could only admit defeat aloud.
The long sword stopped in the air, and the billowing heat wave directly ignited the man's hair, causing him to scream and beat his hair. Several fireballs that came from the fire were also blocked by the young man in soap, saving the man's back from losing weight. A man's life.
Zhan Nianchuan entered the final round.
Rejecting the soap-coated man's suggestion to quickly deal with his fist injury, Zhan Nianchuan still relied on the power of the long sword and his strong body to easily win the final victory.
He was the only one on the eighth high platform.
The young man in soap clothes announced loudly, "This junior brother has become the final winner of the eighth high platform, and has temporarily become the top ten disciples of Lindan Peak's outer sect!"
Zhan Nianchuan smiled and thanked the young man in soap, jumped down from the high platform lightly, swallowed a pill, sat down cross-legged and began to recover his lost energy. As for the injuries on his fists, he didn't care at all. He usually stayed in the mine cave. He was even more injured than this when he smashed rocks and practiced boxing, and with his amazing recovery power, he has already recovered more than half of his strength.
At the same time, other high platforms also began to decide the final winner.
On Channel Nine, as Lin Hongzhi kicked the last opponent away, he also became the final winner on Channel Nine.
He did not meditate and rest under the high platform like Zhan Nianchuan, but stood proudly on the high platform, as if several battles in a row were nothing to him.