When the monks below saw this scene, they were all stunned.
Is Wang Fan actually so strong?
Originally, they thought that Wang Fan would only be crushed when facing Zhang Heng, and there would be no suspense at all.
However, what now?
Lin Xuan's heart couldn't help but beat loudly. She never thought that this first-level Immortal Junior Brother she had casually met would be so violent.
Zhang Heng's expression also changed, becoming extremely ferocious in an instant.
He shouted loudly and retreated crazily. At the same time, the immortal energy in his body also ran wildly, forming protective armors one after another on his body surface.
At the same time, he waved his right hand, and in an instant, endless sword intent surrounded his body, as if he was covered with a layer of sword armor, which was extremely dazzling.
Wang Fan looked at this scene with only disdain in his eyes.
He used his physical strength to the extreme, and in an instant he was approaching Zhang Heng. The iron fist mixed with golden light was blasted out like the fist of the God of War.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise.
"Crack!"
The dazzling defense on Zhang Heng's body was as if it were made of paper in front of Wang Fan's iron fist. It shattered into pieces and was completely shattered in an instant.
"So strong!"
"What a terrifying explosive power!"
"This power!"
The people below looked at this scene and were simply stunned.
If most of them didn't know Zhang Heng, they might all think that Zhang Heng was a rookie.
The combat effectiveness of both sides is not at the same level at all.
"boom!"
There was another explosion, and Wang Fan's fist hit Zhang Heng hard.
"laugh!"
Zhang Heng spurted a mouthful of blood, and while his bones cracked and broke, he flew backwards and fell hard on the fighting platform.
The earth trembled, and everyone's hearts also trembled.
Zhang Heng actually lost, and was crushed and defeated!
"Do you want me to go down by myself?" Wang Fan looked down at Zhang Heng who was lying on the battlefield with a pale face but couldn't get up at all. The corner of his mouth curled up and he said lightly.
Zhang Heng's face was ugly, and he almost wanted to die.
The people in the audience were also speechless for a while. This power was too strong.
Who else can compete with the immortal level?
No one knew at all. Despite this, Wang Fandu did not use all his strength at all.
With his fighting power, does he still need to use all his strength to deal with others in the same situation?
"Wang Fan, I passed the first test." The old man in charge also felt a little shaken. He took a deep look at Wang Fan and announced the result.
Not far away, Yang Xiao, who was chatting with Yaoyang Gaitian, had stopped chatting.
His eyes were fixed on Wang Fan, frowning and thinking about something.
Wang Fan, why is this name so familiar?
He felt a little strange, but he couldn't remember where he had heard this name.
Just when Yang Xiao was puzzled, he suddenly saw Wang Fan on the stage looking towards him, showing a strange smile, and then left the stage.
Yang Xiao looked at this scene and frowned even deeper.
He was sure that he had never met Wang Fan, let alone fought against him.
However, this name is really familiar to him, and Wang Fan's look in his eyes also proves that he is familiar with it. Butler novel
"Brother Yang, what happened? Do you know him?" Gai Tian noticed something was wrong with Yang Xiao's expression and couldn't help but ask.
Yang Xiao shook his head, "I don't know."
There was nothing more to say immediately.
Naturally, it was impossible for him to tell Gaitian that he was familiar with the name Wang Fan.
On the other side, Wang Fan came to Lin Xuan's side after leaving the battlefield.
He actually planned to leave, but he was embarrassed, and he also wanted to see Yang Xiao's performance later and see how strong he was.
"It seems that I was mistaken. You are very powerful, and your combat power is probably much stronger than mine." Lin Xuan looked at Wang Fan who was walking down and said with some shock.
"Senior Sister Lin was so complimentary, I was just lucky." Wang Fan was very humble.
When Lin Xuan heard this, she rolled her eyes and stopped talking immediately.
lucky?
If that is considered a fluke, then who would dare to say that he has the strength?
She couldn't help but glance at Zhang Heng who was being carried down, feeling that this guy was very sad.
If he heard what Wang Fan said, he would definitely be so angry that he would vomit blood.
This is simply a ruthless stab.
Next, the battle continued, and soon it was Lin Xuan's turn. As a second-level immortal monk, Lin Xuan also had very good fighting power.
At least she was stronger than her opponent. In just a few rounds, she defeated her opponent and passed the preliminary test easily.
Next, Wang Fan saw the battle between Yang Xiao and Yaoyang Gaitian. As the descendants of a well-known large family in the Northern Territory, the three of them were indeed quite capable.
Each of them is much stronger than Lin Xuan.
Especially Yang Xiao, whose fighting power is even more powerful.
He was holding a halberd, and with just two halberds, he was able to blow away his opponents in the same realm, which was amazing.
"Senior Sister Lin, I'm a little tired. I plan to go back and have a rest. Let's see you the day after tomorrow."
After Wang Fan watched Yang Xiao's battle, he no longer wanted to stay here.
These are all preliminary tests, and the highest level of cultivation is only the third level of Immortal, which is really not interesting.
After passing the preliminary examination, the next step is the formal assessment, but the location of the assessment is not at Fang's house, but at the martial arts field outside the Divine Sword Sect.
"Okay then, junior brother, you go first and I'll watch for a while." Lin Xuan nodded, but did not leave together.
Although a battle of this level was unattractive to Wang Fan, it was still quite attractive to her.
She can see other people's strengths and trump cards, and also learn some experiences.
Because there will be a formal assessment next, everyone in these battles will most likely become her next opponent.
Wang Fan nodded and left Fang's house without saying anything else.
Since the Divine Sword Sect recruits disciples and attracts countless monks, the housing supply in Divine Sword City is very tight.
Wang Fan ran for two hours to hundreds of inns before he found a place to stay.
And even if the environment of the place where I live is not very good, the price is still ridiculously high.
Of course, Wang Fan didn't pay attention to that, he just opened a room and went in to rest.
Not only did he have the cultivation resources that Yun Fei gave him, but he also made a fortune on Nisha Island, but he still didn't take it seriously.
Wang Fan did not practice to improve his cultivation in the room, but practiced the Twelve Dragon Styles.
He has now truly realized how powerful and terrifying the Dragon Twelve Style is. If the Dragon Twelve Style is the pinnacle of refinement, it will definitely not be much worse than his killing short spear.
The most important thing is that the consumption of Long Twelve Style is far less than that of the Killing Gun.
So he planned to practice hard and strive to understand it as soon as possible and improve his combat effectiveness.
Two days passed by in a hurry, and the day of the official assessment soon came.
As soon as the sun broke through the clouds and mist, countless monks walked out of the inn and mansion and rushed to the Divine Sword Sect.