After absorbing the Blue Flower, the "Immortal Vajra Body" broke through to the seventh level.
Chen Fan's physique has undergone a qualitative leap.
Even if he does not activate the magical power of the "Immortal Vajra Body" and is in a normal state, his physical strength and defense are far greater than before.
If it is activated, even if you don't have the White Emperor Armor, if you stand there, the ordinary third level of immortality will never be able to break through your own defense.
But thinking about the brothers he met in the dream world, Chen Fan also raised his eyebrows slightly.
When Togo used the extreme cold storm and the ice crystal phoenix, his attack power had far exceeded the limit of the ordinary third level of immortality.
Without the defense of the White Emperor Armor, I might not be able to resist it without any hindrance if I rely solely on the "Immortal Vajra Body" to fight head-on.
Moreover, this time Togo ranks first in points and will be able to receive rewards from the Ice Supreme Sect. His strength may also improve in a short period of time.
Togo's realm has reached the third level of immortality. If he can take the final step in his cultivation, his strength will also be greatly improved.
"There is also Nightmare. If she gets something like Togo's hand, maybe her strength will be further improved..."
Chen Fan frowned.
In fact, if the two are the strongest players in this Mei Association, Chen Fan may not be able to win, but he thinks he has a higher chance of winning.
But these two are just two masters selected in the third round of preliminaries.
Not to mention the other two rounds of qualifiers, there are also the experts who were recommended internally by each major group.
"If we follow this ratio, I'm afraid there may be many people as powerful as Togo..."
At the beginning, Chen Qingru said that the ten immortals were just on the surface, and the real Taoist fruits would only be more among the immortal masters.
"The disciples from the so-called four holy sects are probably no worse than Togo, let alone other powerful alien races..."
The situation is more serious than I imagined.
Even if you break through the seventh level of the "Immortal Vajra Body", it will still be extremely difficult to break into the first level.
Shaked his head.
"It's useless to think so much. I just try my best to improve myself while I still have time."
I sat down cross-legged, turned over my hands and took out a few more blood seeds.
These are the only few blood seeds left in his hand, but their levels are not comparable to his own "Blood Melting Technique" progress, and they no longer have much reference value for him.
However, the blood species is purer and more concentrated than blood crystals and blood spirit flowers, but it can help him complete the intake of "external blood" in the shortest time possible while progressing in "Blood Fusion"!
His "Blood Melting Technique", under the combined effect of three hearts and the idle slot, advances very quickly, and only blood types can absorb external blood at the maximum speed.
…
While Chen Fan was still seizing the time to practice hard.
With the end of the third round of preliminaries.
The specific list of the top 100 list was also quickly spread.
Even though not all masters care about points, those who can achieve such high points must be masters with certain strength.
Longyuan City, where the Sword Sect is stationed.
In a certain courtyard.
Zhan Jianming looked at the list in his hand with a subtle expression.
"The top twenty in the third round of preliminaries...Chen Fan..."
Zong Zhengxiu stood in front of Zhan Jianming, but he shook his head and said decisively:
"It can't be Chen Fan from the Sword Sect. Otherwise, he will definitely be able to enter the Sword Sect's direct recommendation quota! How could he run to participate in some preliminaries!"
The pre-selected list only assigns serial numbers and names, so outsiders cannot confirm a person's specific identity through these.
There are millions of warriors participating in the Meihui, and most of them are from the human race. The probability of having the same name is very high!
Few people knew about Chen Fan's arrival at Jian Zong's residence, and only some people close to Chen Fan knew that he participated in the Meihui.
Zhan Jianming and Zong Zhengxiu came to Longyuan City later than Chen Fan, and they didn't know that Chen Fan was practicing cultivation in Jian Zong's camp at this time.
Zhan Jianming shook his head:
"Don't you know the news about Chen Fan's disappearance some time ago? In the past few months, news came back from the Sword Sect that Chen Fan has returned to the sect..."
"The third round of preliminaries here is over, and 'Chen Fan' with such a high preliminary score appears... How can there be such a coincidence in the world!"
"Those who can be ranked in the top twenty of the preliminaries must be not only Dao Fruit, but also the third level of Dao Domain. Is there another such a powerful genius named Chen Fan in the world?"
"Nine times out of ten, this Chen Fan is the Chen Fan of the Sword Sect!"
Zhan Jianming's tone became weirder the more he spoke.
Zong Zhengxiu’s mouth twitched:
"But Chen Fan, with his strength, can be ranked in the top five of Sword Sect's true biography. How can he be less than fifty years old... It's impossible..."
Zhan Jianming shook his head, "Hidden sects and foreign races can have peerless geniuses of this level, why can't I, the Sword Sect?"
Soon he seemed to have thought of something, with a subtle expression on his face: "No wonder Chen Fan was..."
He did not continue.
What he wanted to say was, no wonder Chen Fan was accepted as a disciple by Chen Tianqian.
However, this news is still a secret of Jianzong. Even if he knows this through special methods, it is difficult for him to tell it publicly.
Zong Zhengxiu's face was complicated.
Chen Fan is better than him, he admits it, but deep down he still has his own pride, that is, he is still young.
But now, when he found out that Chen Fan might have also participated in this plum meeting, he also realized that he had lost even the last advantage over Chen Fan...
Of course, before actually meeting Chen Fan, he would not, or rather would not, admit that this Chen Fan was that Chen Fan.
Zhan Jianming waved his hand to Zong Zhengxiu: "You go down first. The next round of competition will start soon. You should adjust your condition before continuing."
As he spoke, he paused: "You... don't compare yourself with Chen Fan, there's no need."
Zong Zhengxiu had a complicated expression on his face, cupped his fists and said, "Junior brother, farewell!"
Watching Zong Zhengxiu leave.
Zhan Jianming took another deep breath, his expression unusually subtle:
"Ever since Chen Fan entered the sect, everything has gone wrong for me. I tried to train Zongzhengxiu but failed. Pingcheng and Yinguang died one after another. I failed to get the Golden Dragon Transformation Pill at the critical moment. Now, that idiot Luo Yunfei is inexplicably killing people in the Sword Sect and escaping.
, I don’t know what to use..."
"Forget it about that guy from Canghai. As a senior, he is extremely disgusting. If he excludes me, he won't really do anything to me!"
"But this Chen Fan is not an easy character to get along with. He will surely soar into the sky this time in the Meihui Association and enter the third rank of the 'Temple'. With the resources of the 'Temple' to cultivate him, it won't take many years."
People must live forever..."
"With his character and his status after entering the "Temple", I'm afraid he won't care about the old stereotypes of the Sword Sect, then I..."
After all, Canghai Sword Emperor is the Sword Emperor of the Sword Sect, and he is not young. Even if he has objections to Zhan Jianming, he will not actually kill anyone.
But Chen Fan had only joined the Sword Sect for a few days. He didn't have much sense of belonging. He was young and energetic. When he became stronger in the future and his status was high, he wouldn't care about the Sword Sect's face.
Zhan Jianming's eyes flashed with an extremely sharp look:
"Can't... go on like this."
…
In the secret room.
Chen Fan, who was pondering the blood fusion technique, suddenly opened his eyes and picked up the Sword Sect True Inheritance Token next to him.
Chen Fan narrowed his eyes slightly and picked up the True Inheritance Token.
The last news came over.
"Chen Fan, if you are free, come and see me quickly."
This is Chen Tiangan's voice.
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows:
"Hmm? Didn't I tell the master that I don't need to help me find the Blue Saint Flower? Is there anything else that the master needs to ask me about?"
He was surprised, but he shook his head, waved his hand, and the clone's body appeared in front of him.
The person once again created a clone, entered the clone, and left the room.
Chen Fan's clone soon arrived at where Chen Tianqian lived.
"Master, are you looking for me?"
But when he arrived and saw the person next to the master, Chen Fan's expression quickly turned cold.
Chen Tianqian was sitting on the chair, but next to him stood a man with a gentle smile, who was none other than Zhan Jianming.
Chen Tiangan coughed and cleared his throat, "That's it. Jianming came to see me today and said he had something to say to you. You two young people should have a good chat -"
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