Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Seeing Yan Beiling so distressed, Fang Chen couldn't help but smile and said:

"Classmate Yan Beiling, shall we fight?"

"I'm sorry, I still haven't forgotten how Lu Guan died, but it was you, classmate Fang, I'm not talking about you..."

Yan Beiling's face turned pale:

"You just obtained the position of First Saint, why don't you stay in this position for a few more years?"

"The key point is meaningless. If you can't get the pure-blood Bodhi, what's the point of relying on it."

Fang Chen said.

"...The holy status has been broken! You are already number one, why don't you stay in this position and try to break the holy status limit?"

Yan Beiling said in astonishment: "Do you know how rare this kind of opportunity is?"

"The elders in my family have said that the path of breaking the limits of the Holy Throne is not suitable for me, and I don't have enough Ding Xuan Fruit."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Then you can come and harm us!"

Yan Beiling murmured to himself.

"You really don't want to fight?"

"If you don't fight, I will admit defeat."

Yan Beiling said nothing and admitted defeat on the spot.

He was not even willing to have a friendly discussion with Fang Chen, and had absolutely no desire to fight with Fang Chen.

As the golden light fell, the two of them disappeared into the void.

All the saints were paying attention to Fang Chen's fighting situation. Seeing that the fight between Fang Chen and Yan Beiling ended in less than half a quarter of an hour, and he won, it was expected.

Next, when the golden light appeared again, Fang Chen's opponent had become the top 100 player in the middle stage of Qi collection.

"Classmate Fang, I am Lu Douguang from the Human Race College of Danling Academy."

Lu Douguang immediately reported his origin. Although both sides could see each other's origin information before the war started, he was still afraid that Fang Chen would not take a closer look.

"Senior Brother Lu..."

"If you don't dare take it seriously, just call me Student Lu."

Lu Douguang immediately waved his hand:

"My strength is not as good as Yan Beiling. If you can win in his hands, then there is no point in me fighting you."

After a pause, "But we are both human beings. I believe you will not kill me. I would like to see the strength gap between you and me. I wonder if Fang can do it?"

"It can be accomplished, but...are you sure? How much effort do you need from me?"

Fang Chen said.

Lu Douguang pondered for a long time:

"Seven points of strength, right? It should be about the same."

"OK."

Fang Chen nodded lightly.

He didn't use any other fancy magical powers, he just punched a great mercy punch.

The terrifying torrent of supernatural powers instantly destroyed the entrance to Lu Douguang's interior.

His robes were torn, and the entire interior looked in a mess.

Lu Douguang looked like a beggar, standing there blankly.

After a while, a look of admiration appeared on his face:

"Classmate Fang is very clever. These seven parts of the force are so powerful. If I attack with all my strength, I am afraid I will die on the spot."

"Classmate Lu is overly praised."

Fang Chen smiled and cupped his hands.

In the interior scene, the Red Flame Saint glanced at Li Wudao:

"Old Li, Fang Yanjun just used seven points of strength?"

"Not even two points."

Li Wudao pondered.

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Qiyang District.

After Lu Douguang's defeat, everyone looked at his embarrassed appearance and couldn't help but come forward to ask for details of the fight.

Especially those saints who are about to face Fang Chen are in urgent need of some confidence.

"Classmate Fang Chen's methods are worthy of the title of the First Saint."

Lu Douguang nodded solemnly:

"This time I fought with him. He used about eight points of his strength. After a hundred moves, I was no match for him."

"..."

Many saints have begun to carefully judge the gap between themselves and Fang Chen through this news.

But some saints obviously didn’t believe it and refuted it directly:

"If Fang Chen still needs hundreds of moves to beat you, then his strength will make it impossible for him to take the position of the No. 1 Saint in the early stages of Qi collection."

"As I said, when Classmate Fang saw that I was of the same race, he deliberately suppressed his strength and fought me with only eight points of his strength.

With my methods, is it difficult to survive a hundred moves? "

Lu Douguang's face darkened.

Seeing how serious he was, the other party was a little suspicious at first, but gradually he couldn't help but believe it.

At this time, the golden light fell, and the opponent glanced at the void and found that his opponent was Fang Chen, so he took a deep breath.

A quarter of an hour later, the man appeared again and cursed Lu Douguang:

"Fuck you, you said Fang Chen used eight points of force to defeat you in a hundred moves? How could I beg him to use only six points of force this time and defeat me in one move!?"

Lu Douguang said calmly: "Maybe he doesn't care because I am a member of the same race. When fighting you, he may not use six points of force."

The nearby Qiyang students looked at each other with gloomy expressions, and it was obvious that Lu Douguang was not telling the truth at all.

It was obviously impossible to find out Fang Chen's true identity from him.

Time passes little by little.

Fang Chen's opponents also rotated one after another.

When it came to the final battle, the opponent was about to surrender and admit defeat immediately, but found that he was completely unable to speak.

Even the interior scenes seemed to have lost contact with him, unable to mobilize any breath.

He looked at Fang Chen in horror, with a pleading look in his eyes.

"From the Xi tribe?"

Fang Chen smiled lightly.

The other party nodded subconsciously, and then realized that his body seemed to be able to move. He wanted to admit defeat, but found that he still couldn't make a sound.

The power of the human world has completely enveloped him.

Even the door to his inner scene seemed to Fang Chen to be an ordinary 'door' that could be opened at any time.

"Tell me something when I get back. I'm still not satisfied with Ishida Shige's handling. He's not even willing to come to my door to apologize to me.

If this continues, I will have to go on a killing spree when I see you Xi people in the future, and it will be useless for anyone to intercede. "

Fang Chen smiled.

The other party nodded repeatedly and felt relieved.

At this time, he finally found that he could speak, and immediately shouted to the sky:

"I surrender!!!"

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"Fang Chen has won ten more games in a row."

"It seems that it's not easy to stop him in the middle stage of Qi collection."

"Fortunately, we have been promoted to the late stage of Qi collection, so we won't meet him in a short time."

Several beings who were among the top ten in the early days of gas extraction are currently communicating with each other.

At the same time, there were also many saints who originally wanted to see Fang Chen laugh and see how shriveled he looked during the middle stage of Qi collection, but at this time they also lost their voices.

"Cui Tianhun, you have offended Fang Chen terribly. He has been promoted to the middle stage of Qi collection this time, and I am afraid it won't be long before he can be promoted to the late stage of Qi collection. Do you have any clever tips for him?"

Teng Keshuang looked at the battle rankings in the void and said calmly.

"It's easy to be promoted to the middle stage, but it's not that easy to be promoted to the late stage."

Cui Tianhun said calmly: "When he reaches the late stage, you and I will also advance to the realm of virtual destiny. He will be too slow to catch up with us."

"To be honest, when you were in the early stage of Qi collection, did you break the limit of your holy status?"

Teng Keshuang suddenly asked.

Cui Tianhun glanced at him and said calmly:

"You should ask Shang Shouyuan and the others about this."

"In this case...it is possible that they have broken the limit of their holy status..."

Teng Keshuang whispered to himself. (End of chapter)