I woke up after 300 million years

The silence was deafening.

It is not unusual to challenge a genius on the promotion list, but at this juncture, he has to challenge Kong Renjie, who is ranked first, which is intriguing.

"Interesting, sensationalizing?"

"Logically speaking, it is impossible to challenge Kong Renjie."

"There is something in your words. Ranking tenth in my Yuye family does not mean that we are weak. It just means that we are too lazy to strive for a higher ranking. After all, the first and tenth are both sublimated inner sects and receive the same treatment."

"Okay, okay, don't argue. By the way, do any of you know this guy?"

"I know that he is a sinner from the lower world in the East Courtyard. He used to have white hair, but now it has turned black. He always likes to wear purple clothes as a cloak, with red clothes underneath, and red silk tied at the end of his hair. He has obvious features. My Taoist monk even joked She said she wanted to marry this pretty boy and it made me so angry!"

"If you mention it this way, he is indeed quite good. He is not stunningly handsome, but he is a good-looking type."

"It turns out to be a dog from the lower world!"

"You're just a pariah from the lower realms. You don't tuck your tail between your legs and keep a low profile, but you dare to cause trouble on such occasions!"

......

There was a brief silence, and tens of thousands of people were talking. Especially after learning that the man was a sinner from the lower world, his attitude became cold and all kinds of obscene words blurted out, each one louder than the last.

Kong Renjie, who seemed to be quiet and gentle, was a little confused and asked in an uncertain tone:

"Junior brother, do you want to challenge me?"

Yan Fan touched the little hedgehog on his shoulder and asked with a smile, "Can't you challenge by jumping up the rankings?"

"That's not true. According to the rules of the Sublimation Stone Tablet, outer disciples can challenge the top ten disciples at any time. There is no rule that the challenge must start from the tenth place." Kong Renjie explained with a calm expression.

It is not difficult to see that he has a good personality, neither arrogant nor impetuous, gentle and elegant, and his every smile has the air of a child of a big family.

The tough guy Wu Yu sneered, "I'm really speechless. These days, all kinds of cats and dogs can fly to the upper realm. If you ask me, the existence of the passage between the two realms is meaningless. Just destroy it, lest the untouchables lower the status of the Supreme Palace."

"Oh? Cats and dogs?" Yan Fan moved his eyes to the left and smiled slightly.

Once upon a time, whenever he and Su Yue showed this kind of smile, someone would always be in trouble.

Wu Yu, who was two meters tall, looked down at Yan Fan, who was 1.77 meters tall. "What, do you have any objections?"

Yan Fan looked at the old man in gray again and said lightly:

"Elder, I changed my mind. I challenge this Wu Yu who makes me speechless. Ranking third is not bad."

"Challenge Wu Yu?" The old man in gray wrinkled his eyebrows little by little, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were eye-catching.

Later he realized that he could not see Yan Fan's cultivation level.

He vaguely remembered that in the state of mind assessment seven years ago, the other party had just broken through to the Celestial Immortal Realm. In just seven years, it was estimated that he had stabilized the Celestial Immortal realm, while Wu Yu was the Master of the Xiaoqian Realm, and the gap between the two was huge.

After thinking about it, the old man in gray deliberately emphasized his tone, "Do you really want to challenge Wu Yu?"

"Well, I want to go to the inner sect. Isn't it too late to challenge now?" Yan Fan smiled heart-warmingly, especially approachable and contagious.

The old man in gray shrugged, "It's not too late. They haven't officially entered the inner gate yet. All outer disciples can challenge them. Once they enter the inner gate, the list of sublimation stone tablets will be updated."

Yan Fan nodded, "That's good. All brothers and sisters, please move to your seats."

Kong Renjie smiled bitterly. He promised to challenge him, but changed his mind to challenge Wu Yu. Of course, he didn't care about this. He was confident that no one in this generation of outer disciples could be his enemy.

Everyone retreated to the edge of the high platform, with no intention of going down.

Wu Yu, a burly and tough guy, had a cold face, "Boy, you have the guts!"

"Although the rules of the Supreme Palace are that you cannot kill each other, in the sublimation battle, it is inevitable to break your hands and feet. I will let you lie in bed for ten years!"

The sun was blazing and there were no clouds in the sky.

Yan Fan was indifferent to the crowd and the waves of insults and sarcasm that came to his ears, and just slowly stretched out a finger.

"What do you mean? Surrender?" Wu Yu took out a heavy hammer and his momentum rose. His tall and strong body made him look oppressive. He snorted coldly, "Do you think the sublimation battle is a child's play? If you want to challenge it, challenge it. Just surrender? Today, you will fight even if you don’t want to!"

Yan Fan smiled calmly, "No, you misunderstood, I meant...a move."

"One move is enough to deal with you. If I make a second move, I will kill myself on the spot!"

puff! The old man in gray clothes was holding the tea cup. He just took a sip of tea and all the tea spurted out.

mad! It was no ordinary madness. Tens of thousands of people were dumbfounded. Some people plucked their ears and thought they heard wrongly. Some people couldn't hold back their laughter. Some people shook their heads. They were not interested in this battle.

The old man in gray clothes became more and more unable to see through Yan Fan, and thought to himself: This kid must have taken the wrong medicine. Wu Yu is the master of the Xiaoqian Realm, with a hundred Xiaoqian Worlds condensed in his body. You, a monk in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, are standing here to help. You fight, but you can't break the defense, so why bother with another move?

Some disciples who hated the sinners in the lower world shouted:

"Senior Brother Wu Yu! Stop him!"

"He's dead. We testify for you that he was too weak and couldn't catch a single move!"

"Death to the sinners in the lower world!"

"Death to the sinners in the lower world!"

One person took the lead, thousands of people shouted, and the scene was once out of control.

The old man in gray clothes took a step forward, and the clear sky turned into dark clouds. A pressure as thick as the sky swept across the entire place. With a glance, tens of thousands of people shut up.

The monks in the realm of life and death are also called kings. They are powerful beings in any force. The power of the king is so shocking that a group of outer disciples cannot bear it.

Fortunately, the old man in gray released his oppression for a moment, otherwise, tens of thousands of people would have knelt down!

Wu Yu swallowed and sweatdropped, but when he looked at his opponent, he kept a gentle smile from beginning to end, which made him unhappy, especially unhappy.

"You are a pariah from the lower world, you have no right to laugh!"

Wu Yugao lifted the hammer. The power of one lifetime could destroy a small world. The power of a hundred lifetimes gathered together. The terrifying weight even sunk the sublimation platform by one meter!

Facing the man's prepared attack, Yan Fan squinted and raised his right hand to control the tea of ​​the old man in gray.

This ball of tea condensed into a water sword, which looked soft and weak and fell apart at the touch of a touch.

"Weak Shui Sanqian, I only need one sword. If you lose to me, you should be happy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Fan controlled the water sword to shoot out.

when!

The heavy damage turned into thousands of fragments. Wu Yu's immortal-level armor inside Wu Yu's purple clothes was broken. Huge sword marks were cut from his neck to his waist, and his bones were visible. He flew thousands of meters away and hit the dome of a palace.

one move! Instant kill!

The strong wind blew his black hair, Yan Fan put his hands behind his back, shining in the sun.

The people who were clamoring fell silent.

The person who had been abusive recoiled.

Kong Renjie clenched his hands tightly into fists, then slowly released them. He asked himself, he could never block the sword strike just now. It was the ultimate in the law of weak water. Three thousand weak water is equivalent to the weight of three thousand small worlds. You can fight against the Great Thousand World Lords.

"This kid!" The old man in gray clothes held an empty tea cup and didn't care about the tea.

When Yan Fan exerted his power, his cultivation level was exposed, and he was the master of Xiaoqian Realm.

The old man in gray clothes couldn't believe it. In just seven years, he had broken through from the Heavenly Immortal Realm to become the Little Thousand Realm Master, and he was no longer an ordinary Little Thousand Realm Master. This was simply impossible!

However, facts speak louder than words.

Yan Fan controlled the water sword and returned to the tea cup, smiling, "Elder, now...can I enter the inner door?"

The old man in gray clothes looked at the water in the tea cup, the corner of his mouth twitched, threw the tea cup away in disgust, looked at the other person carefully, wanted to ask something, but didn't know how to ask, finally shook his head, and announced:

"The sublimation battle is over. Mu Fan replaced Wu Yu and became the third-ranked outer disciple."

"If no one continues to challenge, then this sublimation will be over."