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The young man looked at the smile on Yang Fan's face. For some reason, he felt very unhappy.

Was this mocking him for overestimating his own ability?

"Yang Fan, don't think that just because you have become a true disciple, you will become very powerful. Today, I, Zhao Cheng, will let you know that you are not qualified to be a true disciple!"

"At least not now!" Zhao Cheng's voice was very loud, coordinating with his waving arm to display his powerful aura.

It was as if he could forcefully suppress Yang Fan like this, causing the latter's expression to change.

Unfortunately, Yang Fan did not feel any pressure from his aura. He smiled and said, "I understand what you mean. Come, defeat me. I can transfer the identity of a true disciple to you."

Zhao Cheng was furious. He shouted,

"What do you think a true disciple is?

Transfer it to whoever vou want?"

Yang Fan shrugged helplessly. "Alright, I was wrong. Are you here to challenge me?"

"Challenge? You are not worthy!" Zhao Cheng said disdainfully.

After a while, he said in a disdainful tone, "You are lucky today. I will just challenge you. Do you dare to accept it?"

Yang Fan rubbed his forehead with his hand. This guy had too much fun in his heart!

He just wanted to challenge him, but he had to say it with this kind of charity attitude.

"I accept your challenge." Yang Fan sighed and said.

After saying what he needed to say, Zhao Cheng immediately entered into battle mode. His Zhen Qi started circulating rapidly in his body, and his upper body was slightly pushed forward.

Swoosh! In the next moment, Zhao Cheng rushed out. His left hand grabbed at Yang Fan from afar, and then pulled him back.

In an instant, Yang Fan felt an invisible force pulling at his body, making him unable to move.

Almost at the same time, Zhao Cheng clenched his right fist and punched out.

On the surface of his fist, there was a thin layer of white fog. Within the light and agile fist, there was also a powerful energy fluctuation that spread out.

"Yang Fan is going to suffer a great loss."

In the crowd in the distance, a Qi Refining Stage Layer Two youth said in a flat tone.

Many people who had made a deal with Zhao nodded their heads. At this moment, Zhao Cheng used two Intermediate Level Martial Skill skills. The first was to pull Yang Fan's hand, and control his body. Then, it was the Shadowmist Fist.

Yang Fan had underestimated his opponent, or rather, he didn't have enough combat experience.

Although both of them were Qi Refining Stage Layer One warriors, Zhao Cheng had been stuck at this level for a year, and both of them had reached the Minor Success Stage of Intermediate Level Martial Skill.

Compared to the Primary Level Martial

Skill, the Intermediate Level Martial Skill was much harder to cultivate. There were only a few in the entire inner sect who could reach the Minor Success Stage of the Qi Refining Stage Layer One.

Sensing the invisible force pulling his body, Yang Fan's facial expression didn't change at all, just as Zhao Cheng's attack was about to reach him.

Bang!

Yang Fan's body shook slightly. An even stronger force emerged and dispersed the invisible force.

Seeing that the pulling hand had lost its effect, Zhao Cheng's eyes flashed. The number of punches he threw out suddenly became three. They were aimed at Yang Fan's left shoulder, abdomen, and head. Perhaps other martial practitioners of the same rank would panic for a short moment upon seeing this situation.

But to Yang Fan, it was not a threat at all.

He threw out a simple punch.

Dong!

The two fists collided, and the surrounding air exploded. The other two fists turned into a faint white fog that was dispersed by the force and quickly dissipated.

Zhao Cheng's expression finally changed.

Yang Fan actually saw where his real attack was with a single glance.

Furthermore, the force that erupted from his opponent's fist made him appear incomparably weak.

Because at this moment, his body was in the air, and he was flying backwards.

Zhao Cheng barely managed to control himself, and didn't fall to the ground.

Instead, after a few somersaults, his feet landed on the ground, and then he took a few steps back before finally stabilizing his body.

However, looking at Yang Fan who stood still in his original position, Zhao Cheng's expression kept changing.

"Hmph, I'm not feeling well today.

Consider yourself lucky!" Finally, Zhao Cheng let out a cold snort. He found a way out for himself, then turned around and left. Regarding this, Yang Fan's face couldn't help but twitch. This fellow was really a supreme grade!

However, since he had obtained the battle points, he couldn't be bothered with so much.

Glancing at the crowd, Yang Fan said loudly, "Anyone who isn't convinced, come at me. Among those of the same rank, whoever can make me leave this circle will count as my loss! "

As he spoke, his left leg swept across the ground, and a circle with a diameter of one meter appeared on the ground.

The faces of those who were still in shock and Yang Fan's terrifying strength changed at this moment. How arrogant was this person to say such a thing?

Judging from the strength that Yang Fan had displayed just now, he was very strong. However, many of them still had the confidence to force him into such a small circle.

"Yang Fan, don't underestimate everyone.

Defeating Zhao Cheng is nothing." Soon, a young man walked out.

Compared to Zhao Cheng, this young man was more handsome. His eyes were bright and fierce.

"Cut the crap and attack. Just say the same thing. As long as you let me leave this circle, then I'll lose." Yang Fan said with a smile. "I won't stand on ceremony then." The young man narrowed his eyes, and his gaze became even sharper.

The young man walked towards Yang Fan step by step, and the fingers of his right hand slowly curled up. It was as if he had turned into an eagle's claw. No, it was even more terrifying than an eagle's claw!

When he walked outside the circle, the young man suddenly drew a line. His five fingers, which were bent into hooks, seemed to tear the air apart.

Yang Fan raised his hand to block. The young man's attack changed in an instant.

His speed increased in an instant, and he grabbed Yang Fan's wrist.

"Get up!" The young man shouted in a low voice. All of his strength erupted from his body, and condensed in his right hand. He wanted to throw Yang Fan away.

His face turned red because he used too much strength.

The surrounding people also clenched their fists tightly, as if they had grabbed Yang Fan and wanted to throw him out of the circle.

"Sorry for letting you down." Yang Fan's half-smiling voice rang in the youth's ears.

After that, the youth was horrified to find that he had actually flown up.

Unknowingly, Yang Fan had grabbed his wrist and flung him away. After the young man landed on the ground, he staggered and sat down on the ground. He looked at Yang Fan in a daze.

He had never thought that he would lose so quickly.

Yang Fan shifted his gaze away from the young man and said with a smile, "Next."

"As expected of a guy who has cultivated a high level cultivation technique. His strength is indeed unusual." The Oi Refining Stage Layer Two young man in the crowd said in a flat tone.

Hearing this, everyone finally reacted.

That's right, the reason Yang Fan was so powerful was because he had cultivated a high level skill. And the cultivation technique they cultivated was at most an intermediate level cultivation technique. Whether it was the thickness of their true gi or the quality of their true qi, they were all much weaker than Yang Fan.

"Although that's the case, it shouldn't be very difficult to force him out of such a small circle." Another Qi Refining Stage Laver One disciple said in an unconvinced

manner.

It wasn't as if they had never seen someone who cultivated a high grade cultivation technique before. Although his strength was slightly stronger, it was still limited.

Furthermore, they could also see that Yang Fan had just broken through, and he hadn't even mastered a single Intermediate Level Martial Skill.

Therefore, the gap between them and Yang Fan should be further reduced. Even if he couldn't defeat Yang Fan, he shouldn't be in such a pathetic state.