Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

But there are also people who expect Lin Fan to perform exceptionally, and are looking forward to seeing how Lin Fan responds to such a sharp offensive.

However, what happened next surprised everyone.

Lin Fan used the Fuhu Fist, and every movement seemed extremely precise and calm.

He seemed to be able to predict every attack of his opponent, and could always skillfully avoid the sword tip when it was about to hit him, or counterattack skillfully with boxing skills.

As the battle progressed, the battle between Lin Fan and the swordsman became more intense.

The audience in the audience was completely immersed in this exciting showdown.

Although the swordsman's swordsmanship was sharp, Lin Fan always seemed to find a countermeasure. His Fuhu Fist showed amazing practicality and flexibility in this duel.

In every confrontation, Lin Fan was able to skillfully use the Fuhu Fist moves to neutralize the opponent's offensive.

The movements were smooth and free, and every counterattack was accurate, and he even almost hit the opponent's vitals several times.

The monks in the audience witnessed Lin Fan's outstanding performance, and many began to be impressed by Fuhu Fist's actual combat ability.

"It turns out that Fuhu Fist can be so powerful!" A monk exclaimed.

Some monks with an extreme mentality commented disdainfully: "It's not that the Fuhu Fist is great, it's that the swordsman is too bad! If someone with a strong mentality comes in, Fuhu Fist will no longer work!"

Such words caused a slight commotion in the arena.

These words fell into the swordsman's ears, which was undoubtedly a great humiliation.

His face turned livid, and his eyes flashed with angry fire.

The swordsman increased his attack on Lin Fan without hesitation. Each sword was filled with fury and power, as if it was going to tear Lin Fan apart.

However, Lin Fan still maintained that unhurried attitude. His movements seemed simple, but he could always neutralize the opponent's attacks just right.

Under Lin Fan's Fuhu Fist, every attack of the swordsman seemed to be ineffective.

At this time, Meng Ge in the audience was observing the battle on the ring with sharp eyes. He said coldly to the big hammer beside him: "This Lin Fan is indeed a bit extraordinary. It can be seen that he is Hidden strength!”

Big Iron Hammer seemed a little confused. Although he was powerful, he was not so keen on the subtleties of battle.

He looked at Lin Fan on the stage and responded after a while: "I can't tell!"

Lin Fan's opponent fought harder and harder, but seemed to be getting more and more caught up in Lin Fan's rhythm.

Lin Fan's every counterattack seemed extremely precise. He was not just defending, but more like waiting for the best opportunity to counterattack.

Finally, after a sharp sword move, Lin Fan found an opportunity.

His movements suddenly quickened, and his strong figure swayed, cleverly avoiding the swordsman's attack. Then with one move, the black tiger ripped out his heart and successfully hit the swordsman's chest.

The swordsman staggered, took a few steps back, and just fell off the ring.

There was an expression of disbelief on his face, and he obviously didn't expect that he would be defeated by a young monk like Lin Fan.

Seeing this, the monks in the audience all looked at him with surprise and admiration.

Even those monks who had previously dismissed him had to admit Lin Fan's strength now.

After Lin Fan won, he just glanced at his opponent who fell on the ground, then turned around and got off the ring.

His expression was still calm, but his calm and unhurried temperament made everyone present deeply feel the extraordinaryness of this young monk.

After a series of unremarkable games, it was finally Meng Ge's turn.

The moment he stepped onto the ring, the entire arena seemed to be enveloped by the aura of a strong man.

His aura was so powerful that all the monks present felt a sense of oppression.

However, to everyone's surprise, Meng Ge's opponent immediately announced that he had given up before the start of the game. No one dared to confront such a strong player head-on.

Therefore, Meng Ge easily won this game.

Just as Lin Fan witnessed this, Ximen Zhi suddenly appeared next to him.

Ximenzhi just finished its first round and successfully advanced to the second round.

When he saw that there were less than 200 participants left in the competition venue where Lin Fan was, he showed a shocked expression.

Lin Fan didn't say anything, and just gestured towards Meng Ge and Big Hammer not far away.

Ximen Zhi followed Lin Fan's gaze and immediately felt the powerful aura emanating from the two strong men, and a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes.

"Brother, no matter what the outcome is, it's important to save your life!"

After Ximen Zhi solemnly said these words to Lin Fan, he hurried back to his own martial arts trial venue and continued to prepare for the next round of duel.

After a night of fierce competition, the game officially entered the second round early the next morning.

It was just dawn, and the atmosphere in the ring was already extremely tense. The first one to appear was the famous Big Hammer of Yan State.

His appearance immediately attracted people's attention, and the sound of the clattering iron chains struck everyone's heartstrings like a war drum.

Just when everyone thought that the opponent with the big hammer would give up, a lean man suddenly jumped onto the ring and landed firmly on the stage.

"You killed my brother yesterday, it's your turn to pay with your life today!" The man shouted angrily, then swung his knife towards the big hammer.

The audience in the audience was shocked by this scene and started talking.

Someone whispered: "The cultivation level of the second level of foundation building may not be the opponent of the big hammer."

The sledgehammer seemed unconcerned when facing the man's attack.

He didn't dodge, he just waved the iron chain in his hand, and with a low whimper, his big hammer hit the man violently.

However, the man's movement was extremely strange. He suddenly folded in the air, twisted his body as if without bones, and attacked the big hammer again.

This amazing movement caused a burst of exclamation from the audience.

However, this technique seems a bit weak in the face of the powerful power of the sledgehammer.

The big hammer dragged hard, and the iron chain whizzed towards the man again.

The strong wind brought by the iron chain seemed to tear the air apart.

Although the man tried hard to dodge, he was eventually hit by the iron chain of the big hammer.

His body was swept away, flying more than ten feet away, and fell heavily under the ring, causing a cloud of dust to fly.

Seeing this, the audience in the audience couldn't help but feel sorry for the man.

Although he has weird movements and good strength, he still seems powerless in front of strong men like Big Hammer.

"If you want to take revenge on me, you should practice hard for a few more years!"

Sledgehammer said coldly to the man under the ring who could not afford to be seriously injured.

This sound was particularly harsh in the ears of the outer disciples who were waiting for the martial arts trial.

"I said, let's not compete according to the rules. I will be the master of the ring on the stage. You come up one by one, and I will hit each one. It's a pleasure!"

Seeing the silence in the audience, Sledgehammer couldn't help but yell arrogantly at the audience.