Ling tripod

"The competition ends when one party admits defeat, or cannot stand up, or is knocked off the stage. No auxiliary items such as talismans and elixirs are allowed during the competition! The rules are clear, and the competition begins!"

The referee elder's high-pitched words instantly set off the whole scene.

There are more than 100-meter-high stands around each arena, where the leaders, elders and disciples of each peak are present, and there are more than 10,000 spectators on all four sides.

"Let's start!"

Chu Yan said lightly, but he did not move, and he did not intend to sacrifice his magic weapon.

And at the moment, Chu Yan's indifferent face was hung with a trace of doubt.

"It's you, you..."

Zhou Hongwen's legs trembled uncontrollably, and a trembling hand pointed at Chu Yan with a panic expression on his face and he was a little speechless.

"Do you know me?"

Chu Yan said lightly, and seeing that the other party was indeed somewhat familiar, he walked towards Zhou Hongwen step by step.

"You, you, Chu Yan, don't come over, don't come over..."

Zhou Hongwen's face turned extremely pale, and he kept saying in panic, his feet retreating involuntarily.

At this time, Zhou Hongwen was already scared. He never thought that he would be so unlucky to meet this evil star in the first round. He couldn't understand why such a perverted guy was not a seed disciple, but participated in the elimination match to abuse rookies like him.

Zhou Hongwen's strength was at the peak of the eighth level of the Qi training period, ranking third in Yunyu Peak, second only to the two seed disciples. Naturally, he was one of the people who went to Feilong Peak to provoke that day.

He still clearly remembered that nightmare-like day. The side that was originally arrogant was completely changed because of a man.

The tragic experience of the senior brother Lin Feng was still flashing in front of Zhou Hongwen's eyes. It was extremely humiliating to call him grandpa by threatening to die. His left face bone was shattered by Chu Yan's slap, his chest was pierced by the flying sword that Chu Yan took with his bare hands, and finally his leg was broken.

As a participant, Zhou Hongwen also had a leg broken that day. Although he was cured by the magic medicine, it became his eternal heart disease. When he saw Chu Yan for the first time, the tragic scene of the broken leg bone enveloped him.

In his heart, this man is a devil, and he must never be provoked!

"Oh, I remember, it's you!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, with a playful look on his face. As a disciple of Yun Yufeng, Chu Yan naturally guessed what happened that day.

"You, you, Chu Yan, what do you want? I have already broken a leg by you, I..."

Zhou Hongwen said in panic, even forgetting the rule that he could admit defeat in the competition.

In addition to the protective light shields around the ring, there are also sound amplification formations to facilitate the audience to understand the communication between the contestants.

The words of the two were clearly heard, and the audience stand was already in an uproar at this time.

"What's going on? Why is Zhou Hongwen so afraid of him?"

"Zhou Hongwen's strength is at the peak of the eighth level of Qi training. I heard that Chu Yan just reached the eighth level of Qi training half a year ago. It is impossible for his cultivation to be higher than Zhou Hongwen at this time!"

"Did Chu Yan use some magic?"

...

This is the doubtful voice of some people who don't know Chu Yan.

"What's so strange? It only took that pervert three months to practice from the first level to the eighth level of Qi training!"

"What? How is this possible? Are you kidding me!"

"What's impossible? And this guy is a waste of five spiritual roots!"

"Oh my God, are you sure what you said is true?"

"Haha, this guy beat up Lin Feng and Shan Chengming alone last month, and broke one leg of each of them!"

"..."

This is the answer of people who know Chu Yan's deeds better.

In a moment, Chu Yan's life experience spread on the ring. Everyone was surprised and admired him. He endured humiliation for three years and then rose up to be so domineering. This method was unprecedented.

"Does your leg still hurt?"

Chu Yan said lightly and continued to walk towards Zhou Hongwen.

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Chu Yan flashed in front of Zhou Hongwen and pointed a finger at his forehead.

"Ah, don't kill me, don't kill me, I, I admit it...ah..."

Zhou Hongwen's cold sweat flowed down his face like rain, his face was extremely pale, and his eyes were staring at the finger on his forehead with extreme horror. It was this finger that almost took Lin Feng's life. Lin Feng was like this, so what else could he do?

The next moment, Chu Yan smiled lightly and pushed forward with his index finger, and Zhou Hongwen fell backwards and fell directly off the ring.

It turned out that Zhou Hongwen had been retreating to the edge of the ring. Although he was defeated, he felt like he had survived a disaster. He got up from the ground and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"If you admit defeat, I will have nothing to take!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and put the savings bag into his waist bag in the stunned eyes of everyone.

"Feilong Peak, Chu Yan wins!"

The referee announced the result of the competition after a short daze.

"Asshole!"

Of course, some people couldn't bear to watch such a scene. Lin Tianzheng, the head of Yunyu Peak, had an extremely ugly face. He smashed the coffee table beside him with a palm. Lin Feng gritted his teeth and his face was extremely livid.

In the audience, there was no cheering, and you could hear a pin drop.

What did Chu Yan do? Just one finger, and he won like this?