The Unrivaled Divine Emperor

These four voices almost gave people a feeling of awe, incomparably magnificent, not oppressing people with power, but a kind of sacredness, as if four saints appeared in everyone's heart, making people worship.

"Leaders of the four major sects!"

Chen Fan sat on a seat, staring at the source of the voice, and only saw four high into the clouds, vague shadows, and the rest could not be seen clearly.

However, the power transmitted by the four figures made people bow their heads and worship involuntarily.

There is no doubt that they are the leaders of the four major sects.

These leaders, who do not show their true faces, are always as virtuous and respected as saints. Their cultivation has surpassed the Condensation Dan Realm and become powerful in the Divine Infant Realm.

At the moment when they started to say the two words, countless protective light shields suddenly rose in the center of the entire battlefield, condensing into thousands of arenas.

Each arena is an independent small space that can ensure that thousands of people compete at the same time.

Otherwise, if the inner disciples of the four major sects come to compete one by one, it will take forever.

"Brother Chen Fan, the rewards for this martial arts competition are so generous that it forces us elite disciples to fight hard. I heard that you defeated Zhang Tao, who was at the eighth level of Yuanfu Realm, with one sword a month ago. You will definitely be able to defeat many core disciples as an elite disciple and make a fortune this time."

A voice sounded beside him.

Chen Fan turned his head and found that it was Mu Chen, Lu Yun and others.

Time passed quickly, more than a year passed, and the scene of the eradication of vampire horse thieves in the northwest appeared in his mind.

"You guys have good cultivation, and you have reached the second level of Yuanfu Realm."

Chen Fan nodded in a friendly manner, and saw through the cultivation of Mu Chen, Lu Yun and others at a glance.

When they eradicated the vampire horse thieves in the northwest, they were at the level of Qizong. After more than a year, they have already become inner sect elite disciples, and their cultivation has reached the second level of Yuanfu Realm.

Lu Yun smiled bitterly and said, "We can't compare with you in terms of our cultivation. We will be satisfied if we can win one or two games in this martial arts competition. We dare not hope for anything else."

"Yes, today I have truly seen what it means to be 'a sea of ​​experts'. Our cultivation is just the bottom of the pile here." Mu Chen also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Don't belittle yourself. Everyone has their own opportunities. Your current cultivation is indeed not high, but who can predict what will happen in the future?" Chen Fan said lightly, "My fate is determined by me, as long as you keep a heart that keeps getting stronger and take it step by step, you will definitely become a strong man in the future."

"Then I'll take advantage of Brother Chen's good words. This time, our requirements are not high. As long as we don't lose in the first game, it's fine."

The eyes of Mu Chen and his friends also became a little sharp.

Chen Fan nodded and retracted his gaze.

The whole battlefield was extremely quiet.

Then, the martial arts competition began.

Chen Fan is now an elite disciple. Although he is at the ninth level of Yuanfu Realm, he has not checked his promotion to the core, so he is not qualified to participate in the battle between core disciples.

However, as long as he excels and defeats all the elite disciples one by one, he will definitely be able to enter the battle between the core disciples.

At that time, he will get more contribution points.

He just waited quietly. After a while, a breath suddenly came from his token, guiding him forward.

So he flew up and entered the huge battlefield.

In an instant, the space changed.

The entire battlefield was no longer what Chen Fan saw from the outside. It was a vast world inside, with vast space everywhere and independent space.

Just when Chen Fan entered the first independent space, a figure flashed in front of him, and a disciple wearing the clothes of Fuyun Sword Sect also appeared in front of him. There was no doubt that he was his opponent in the first round.

"Floating Cloud Sword Sect, Wang Zhongtian!"

This disciple is a man, about twenty years old, with a cold and arrogant look on his face. When he saw Chen Fan, he pointed a long sword in his hand straight at him and said, "You surrender automatically, otherwise I will let you know what endless pain is!"

"What an arrogant person!"

Chen Fan saw that Wang Zhongtian of the Floating Cloud Sword Sect was arrogant and aggressive when he met him, so he surrendered directly.

If a slightly weaker person is under this momentum, he will immediately be timid, thus causing flaws in the battle and finally being defeated.

This is also a tactic of momentum, despising the opponent, making the opponent either timid or impatient, and the Yuanli is not working well, and he can't keep a calm mind.

But this little trick will be laughed at in front of Chen Fan.

He saw at a glance that Wang Zhongtian in front of him had a cultivation level of the third level of the Yuanfu Realm, and his sword energy was sharp, but compared with him, the gap was like a chasm, insurmountable, and he could kill the opponent thousands of times with just a breath.

Chen Fan smiled softly, and without saying anything, he took a step forward, turned his fingers, and a stream of energy shot out, as fast as lightning and as sharp as a sword, instantly smashing the sword in Wang Zhongtian's hand into pieces.

"You..."

Before Wang Zhongtian finished speaking, he flew backwards and lay on the ground, spitting out blood in large mouthfuls, and his meridians were severely damaged.

Chen Fan pointed his finger again, and once again, searched out the token on his body, flicked his finger, and shattered it.

Suddenly, he heard a voice: "First round, Chunqiu Sect, Chen Fan wins!"

The victory or failure of this battle is to break the token on the opponent's body.

Whoever's token is broken, the special force in the central battlefield will judge that this person has lost.

Of course, you can abandon the token on your body for fear of injury and automatically admit defeat.

Defeating Wang Zhongtian effortlessly, Chen Fan shattered the token and heard that he won. Then, he was sent out by a force and returned to his seat again.

When he returned to his seat, the seats of the entire elite disciples were empty, as if all the disciples had gone to the battlefield and were fighting hard.

After all, there are very few elite disciples like Chen Fan who have top core disciples but have not been promoted to core.

And those who can kill opponents in one move in the same realm are even rarer.

Now, it would take a long time for the general fight between disciples to decide the winner.

He sat in his seat, motionless, ignoring all the people and things around him like floating clouds, quietly waiting for the next battle.