Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

Lin Fan's hands seemed to hold the power of storm and ice.

At the same time, he performed two unique skills: "Wrath of the Storm" and "Ice Breaking Blow".

With every swing he made, the arena seemed to be swept into an invisible storm. This force seemed to be able to destroy all obstacles in front of it.

The wind howled, and every gust of wind in the storm seemed to contain a devastating power, making people tremble involuntarily.

There was a biting cold air surrounding the ax in Lin Fan's hand.

Whenever the ax is swung, countless icebergs seem to break in the air, exuding a cold and sharp aura.

Every blow from the ax was like a blade of frost, slashing at Zhong Linger mercilessly.

Zhong Ling'er, the female swordsman in the ring, holds a long sword and looks heroic.

Her eyes shone with determination and unyielding, as if she would not hesitate to be the enemy of heaven and earth.

Under Lin Fan's fierce attack, her figure flew into the air, her sword shining like water, and every sword move accurately resisted Lin Fan's attack.

But Lin Fan's power was too strong. Finally, under a fierce attack, Zhong Ling'er was knocked away and fell heavily to the other end of the ring.

Zhong Ling'er was lying on the ground. Although her body was injured, she still held the sword tightly in her hand and refused to give up.

His eyes were still firm, revealing an unyielding expression, as if telling the world that even if he fell, he would still fall so bravely.

Her hair was already covered with a layer of fine frost. Lin Fan's attack not only brought damage, but also brought a biting cold.

Her lips were blue from the cold, and her body was shivering.

But there was no sign of flinching in her eyes.

The audience looked at this scene on the ring and were all moved.

In this powerful duel, Lin Fan relied on his unparalleled strength and skills to finally make Zhong Ling'er admit defeat.

In the ring, Lin Fan's power of storm and ice was shocking. Although Zhong Ling'er was extremely brave, he was ultimately defeated by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan looked at Zhong Ling'er in front of him, feeling a hint of admiration in his heart.

He clearly felt Zhong Ling'er's unyielding fighting will, and her eyes still shone with an unyielding light.

At the moment when the outcome was decided, Lin Fan noticed the damage Zhong Ling'er had suffered due to the power of ice.

He walked gently to Zhong Ling'er, took out a Dahuan Dan with a faint light from his arms, and handed it to her softly.

This action not only reflects Lin Fan's strength, but also demonstrates his generosity and grace.

Zhong Ling'er raised her head and glanced at Lin Fan, with mixed emotions in her eyes.

She didn't speak, she just silently took the Great Return Pill and drank it.

As the power of the Great Return Pill came into play, the complexion on Zhong Ling'er's face gradually recovered, revealing a healthy blush.

There was a hint of gratitude in her eyes, but more of it was a desire for future expectations and challenges.

At this time, in the pavilion halfway up the mountain, the elders watching the battle witnessed this scene.

They spoke highly of the performance of these young disciples, not only for their cultivation, but also for their character and generosity.

Lin Fan, this young man who was once regarded as the number one loser in the Qingyun Sect, has now grown into a strong man who is generous and broad-minded.

He took out the Great Return Pill easily without showing any regret on his face, which was enough to show that the Great Return Pill was just an ordinary thing in his opinion.

The elders were whispering to each other in the pavilion, discussing the scene in the ring.

They saw Lin Fan's growth and changes, and at the same time felt Zhong Ling'er's indomitable fighting spirit.

The performance of these outer disciples far exceeded their expectations.

As this fierce competition trial came to an end, the magnificent selection process within the Qingyun Sect was finally settled.

Every disciple in the ring has demonstrated their strength and courage, and now, the rankings in the competition trial have been announced.

On the arena, all the disciples' eyes were focused on the elder who announced the ranking.

When Lin Fan was announced as the first place, thunderous applause erupted in the arena.

Lin Fan stood in front of everyone, with a calm light shining in his eyes and a faint smile on his face.

He knows that this achievement is not only a recognition of his own strength, but also an affirmation of his unremitting efforts.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Ling'er was announced as the second place.

Although she lost to Lin Fan in the duel, she still maintained a high fighting spirit.

Her eyes were full of determination and expectation, as if to say that this was just the starting point on her journey of cultivation.

The third and fourth places were Wu Tieshan and Ma Xiaosong respectively.

Although they did not enter the top two, their performance in the martial arts trial was outstanding.

Their faces were also filled with satisfaction and pride, knowing that this was an important milestone in their spiritual life.

Although the other sixteen competing disciples did not place in the top four, they all qualified to become official disciples of the Qingyun Sect.

The faces of these young people all showed joy and a sense of accomplishment. They knew that this was the beginning of a new chapter in their lives.

In the Elder Hall of the Qingyun Sect, five high-ranking elders—Elder Hushan, Elder Xuanbing Zhao, Elder Alchemy, Elder Yingyin and Elder Chuan Gong—gathered together.

They sat on high seats and looked at the disciples below, with smiles of satisfaction and relief on their faces.

Every elder's eyes sparkled with expectations for the future, especially the performance of the top four disciples.

These elders, as the core force of Qingyun Sect, they not only value the cultivation level of their disciples, but also their potential and character.

Privately, they have even considered taking these outstanding disciples into their own sect and personally guiding their practice.

At this moment, the entire Elder Hall was filled with a solemn and sacred atmosphere.

The eyes of every elder are as hot as torches, and they are full of expectations for the future of these young disciples.

Elder Hushan, as an important figure in the Qingyun Sect, every word he says is full of weight.

His voice echoed in the hall, like a steady and profound bell, attracting the full attention of everyone present.

"The position of protecting the mountain carries great responsibilities. It can be said that it controls the lifeblood of the Qingyun Sect. I wonder if any of you would be willing to join my sect!"

The words of the elder protecting the mountain revealed a rare seriousness and expectation.