C42 (1/2)

Don't be so angry, we are all young people, there is no need to fall out.

Ha ha, I thought you were too stubborn, but before we even started, you already gave in.

Of course, with Master Chen being so powerful, how could he lower himself to attack the younger generation?

He really was a coward. Just a few words and he had already softened.

After hearing what Chen Fan said, everyone immediately went into an uproar.

It would be better for us to directly bet on seniority. After ten rounds, if we win, the loser would lower himself or herself. In the future, when we meet in Sect, we would have to pay our respects in time.

Chen Fan was already a reverend, but as a disciple of the same generation, what could he do even if he lost?

Following his logic, Su Han still had to call him uncle. Moreover, he had no intention of losing.

You don't know your place. It seems that I will have to teach you a lesson.

Su Han's face darkened to the extreme. There were at least a hundred of his fellow disciples in the surrounding area. Having their seniors be so direct made him lose a lot of face.

F * ck, seeking a beating!

The young men from before were clearly Su Han's lackeys. After receiving the usual signal, they swarmed over, raised their fists, and were about to attack.

All of you, leave first. Su Han sneered as he looked at Chen Fan. He had to personally let this brat see blood so that he could take revenge.

Swish!

A light flashed in front of his eyes and the marks of Spiritual Energy s appeared in the surrounding space. Su Han reached out and struck with his hand, aiming straight at Chen Fan's face with a sharp power.

As a descendant of an elder, naturally his cultivation was not too bad. In his twenties, he already had the strength of a Qi Disciple level 8, much higher than Chen Fan.

The latter easily rushed over and predicted the trajectory of this Spiritual Light. She allowed it to pierce through the wall without harming her.

There was already a protective Spell Formation in the Main Palace, so this level of energy fluctuation was naturally eliminated.

Senior brother Su is so amazing. He raised our prestige and made this brat act so arrogantly.

Many people were applauding, but none of them noticed how Chen Fan dodged it …

Having missed his first strike, the anger on his face became even more apparent than Su Han had expected. He immediately mobilized all of his strength in his body and struck out with his palm once again.

The air exploded with a swishing sound, and at least a thousand pounds of force suddenly appeared in the hall, even creating a vacuum space with a radius of several zhang.

If one's physical body was lacking in brute force, then no matter how much stronger one's cultivation was, to be able to push the opponent to such a close distance was nothing but an illusion.

Chen Fan's voice was incomparably calm, as if he was not affected by the battle at all.

As the words fell into Qi shi's ears, his muddy old eyes lit up, and only he could understand the meaning behind those words.

Bang!

Although it seemed like he took his time to reach out a fist, in reality, it was incomparably fast. He didn't even give Su Han a chance to escape, as if he didn't know how to react.

Just now, he only wanted to see how strong the experts of the Qing Xuan Sect's younger generation were.

In this split-second of contact, the force dissipated and Su Han was directly sent flying, forcefully thrown into the air by that fist.

With a dull thumping sound, it sounded like an incomparable amount of heartache. It was possible that there were quite a few broken bones. Such a large weight fell down without any protection.

What happened?

The palace hall instantly fell into a deathly silence. Everyone was extremely astonished; they never expected this kind of result.

It was obvious that Su Han had the upper hand. The moment the two of them clashed, a huge force came out of Chen Fan's body, and repelled all of the attacks.