Chapter 407

"No. 13 Chu Yan vs. No. 23 Lin Jiu!"

The old referee on the ring sixty-three shouted loudly.

"drink!"

I saw a young cultivator wearing a khaki robe, stepping on a long knife and flying to the stage.

"finally reached!"

After more than ten groups of battles, it was finally his turn, Chu Yan walked towards the ring.

"Look, that's Chu Yan!"

"He's so handsome, if I had such a fellow cultivator, it would be worth dying!"

"I heard that he knocked Qing Wenwu away with one move!"

...

Under the attention of all the people, Chu Yan walked under the ring, tapped his feet slightly, and the whole person suddenly stood up and jumped up.

Slowly falling on the arena like a fallen leaf, and his white clothes added a chicness!

"Let's beat the ring, or one side can't stand up to win, and the killer will be disqualified from the competition! Okay, let's start!"

The old referee said lightly, there was not much expression on his face, and looking at the clothes on his body, Chu Yan couldn't recognize which state and which sect the Jindan cultivator was.

"Chu Yan, you son of a bitch, sneak attack on my senior brother and make him humiliated, today I will teach you trash!"

Lin Jiu was dressed in a golden Taoist robe, and his eyes were waiting for Chu Yan to speak viciously.

"Are you a disciple of Qing Fuzong?"

Chu Yan raised his brows and said coldly.

"Hehe, you have a little knowledge, I am..."

"Oh, no wonder your mouth stinks so much!"

Chu Yan said lightly, and the figure suddenly disappeared.

next moment.

"Bang!"

A fist hit Lin Jiu's chest at lightning speed, and his sternum collapsed instantly.

"puff!"

Lin Jiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and was directly smashed and flew out by the punch, and then fell heavily under the ring.

"how is this possible!"

Lin Jiu looked at Chu Yan on the ring with disbelief in his eyes, and the next moment he fainted.

The whole scene was suddenly dead silent, and they all looked at Chu Yan with the eyes of monsters. Then Lin Jiu was also a young powerhouse on the eighth floor of the Foundation Establishment stage, and he couldn't make it through a round under his hands!

Chu Yan clapped the dust on his hands and said lightly, "Senior referee!"

"Number 13, Chu Yan wins!"

The referee came back to his senses and said.

"Chu Yan! Chu Yan!"

"Chu Yan! Chu Yan!"

"Chu Yan! Chu Yan!"

...

In the five competitions on the first day, Chu Yan did not hide too much strength, and they all killed the opponent in one blow. Chu Yan killed him with one punch.

After seeing Chu Yan's performance, everyone marveled at how invincible Chu Yan's bizarre movement was. It was so fast that it was impossible to pursue at that speed, and there was also such a powerful physical strength. According to the loser's statement, Chu Yan The punch was like a steel hammer.

In this way, on the first day, Chu Yan won all five battles, accumulated five points, and was undoubtedly ranked first.

However, Chu Yan is not the only one who has won all five battles. There are 80 groups, of which 68 groups have disciples who have won all five battles. There are 8,000 talented disciples who participated in the qualification battle this time. Two brushes.

Both Lei Tianyou and Ouyang Yuan also won all five games, ranking first in their respective groups.

The third day of the qualifying battle.

"Bang!"

On the ring No. 63, a demon cultivator was punched out.

"No. 13, Chu Yan wins!"

The old referee said loudly, his eyes looking at Chu Yan were also a little different, and now Chu Yan's reputation has already spread throughout the qualification battle.

"Accepted!"

Chu Yan clasped his fists at the cultivator under the ring, turned and fled into the crowd.

"That's Chu Yan, it's amazing!"

"Fifteen qualifying battles in the whole province in three days, 15 points!"

"Out of the 8,000 disciples, there are less than 100 who are still victorious. How far do you think this Chu Yan can achieve?"

"I don't know, but I feel that Chu Yan will not lose!"

...

Everyone looked at Chu Yan's back with a look of reverence in their eyes.

Day 5.

"Chu Yan has won again, and today Chu Yan has won again!"

"Too enchanting!"

"Chu Yan has not lost a single match in twenty-five matches in five days!"

"There are only less than sixty people who have never lost a beat!"

...

tenth day.

"What? You didn't hear that Chu Yan won again, yes, won again!"

"Is this guy a monster? Fifty consecutive victories!"

"And this guy still kills all opponents in one hit. What a pervert!"

"Don't let me meet him!"

...

Fifteenth day.

"What? What did you say, Chu Yan is still undefeated, how is it possible?"

"Why is it impossible, now that Chu Yan has won seventy-five games in a row, there are less than fifteen people who still maintain the winning streak!"

"Second, is this guy really from Yizhou? Why is Yizhou so perverted today!"

"Sect Master Shui Tianyu, plus this Chu Yan, one big smile and two evildoers!"

"Yizhou is about to rise!"

...

Nineteenth day.

"Again... win again?"

"Is this guy Chu Yan really a monster?"

"Chu Yan has won ninety-five games in a row, it's too perverted!"

"It's not just him, you all ignored it. Lei Tianyou and Ouyang Yuan, who are also Yizhou, are not defeated!"

"Today, there are only twelve talented young people who have not been defeated, and all of them are outstanding geniuses!"

"Yizhou, which has always been recognized as the weakest, has three people, this..."

...

twentieth day.

The seats around Ring No. 63 were already full, and there were countless people surrounded by three floors and three floors.

Today is the moment to witness the miracle. Chu Yan still has the last four matches. Can he win all and create a miracle of 99 consecutive victories?

On the arena, Chu Yan and a bull-headed demon cultivator stared at each other.

"Master, this kid really didn't disappoint us!"

Shui Tianyu looked at Chu Yan on the ring and smiled at Taoist Tianxuan.

"This kid has not shown one-fifth of his strength since the start of the group stage. This time, the top-notch disciples have been deliberately staggered. These young cultivators in the same group are not at the same level as Chu Yan!"

The Taoist Tianxuan was in a good mood recently. Because of the existence of Chu Yan and the strong performance of Shui Tianyu, the qualification battle had not yet begun, and Yizhou was already famous, and the Taoist Tianxuan finally raised his eyebrows.

On the ring, the referee has already pronounced the start of the competition, but none of the human monsters have moved.

"Fellow Daoist Chu, do you still remember the villain?"

The tauren looked at Chu Yan with a look of reverence.

"It does look familiar, you... are you?"

Chu Yan looked at the Tauren, but felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Fellow Daoist Chu fought the Huo Longfei outside the Drunk Demon Building that day, and I still remember it in my heart. My brother Bucai was also a member of the Drunk Demon Building at that time, and it is because of that battle that he has now joined the Black Demon Palace!"

The Minotaur looked at Chu Yan with a face full of fanatical worship.

"Ah, so that's the case. No wonder it's so familiar. Speaking of which, I thanked fellow Daoists for helping me!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly and said that Chu Yan was really grateful to the cultivator who helped him fight in the Drunk Demon Tower that day.

"Little brother will do his best, Brother Chu doesn't have to be humble! Kill!"

The bull-headed demon shouted loudly, the savings bag on his waist flashed, and a big axe roared out, and the wind instantly rose to a height of five meters and smashed it towards Chu Yan.

"it is good!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, but actually stood there and did not move at all!

Under the astonished gazes of everyone, Chu Yan stretched out a hand to meet the pitch-black axe.

"Bang!"

Without the unexpected splash of flesh and blood, Chu Yan held the pitch-black axe tightly with just two fingers. Chu Yan's spiritual sense was activated instantly, and he also entered the pitch-black axe.

"puff!"

The bull-headed demon Xiu spurted out a mouthful of blood, and he could no longer feel the slightest connection with the pitch-black axe, which meant that this spiritual tool had already changed hands.

"Look, this axe should be used like this!"

Chu Yan said indifferently, the pitch-black axe suddenly radiated light, and immediately turned its head and smashed it towards the bull-headed demon.

This axe doesn't seem to be much different from the previous Minotaur's display, but if you look closely, you will find that the axe's momentum is extremely solid, like a sharp sword cutting into a straight line instantly, this momentum is far away It surpassed the axe cast by the Minotaur!

Just when the tip of the axe that had already started and the forehead of the Minotaur was less than an inch, it suddenly stopped.

The Minotaur's tightly closed eyes opened. When the axe came, the Minotaur thought he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die, but he didn't expect such a result.

There was silence around the arena.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded:

"Your axe is powerful enough, but its power is not concentrated. Try to concentrate the power on one line. The line of the explosion is straight, without wasting the slightest power, and the power will naturally increase greatly! Give this axe back to you!"

"Bang!"

Chu Yan removed the spiritual sense left in the axe, and the axe suddenly turned into an unowned thing and fell to the ground.

"Don't say thank you for your kindness, my little brother bids farewell!"

The tauren looked excited, picked up the big axe, jumped off the ring and disappeared into the crowd.