Chen Fan gained some enlightenment again. Although it wasn't an epiphany, the progress of his fist technique had improved a lot.
His " talent " was special. Once he broke through in strength training, he could quickly reflect it on his body.
For the entire day, he could feel his blood and Qi surging through his entire body, and his physique was slowly improving.
Correspondingly, the amount of nutrients absorbed would also increase.
He had eaten two extra bowls for dinner!
With the breakthrough, his body would also welcome a small round of rapid improvement in the future, and his demand for nutrients would also increase!
The next day.
Chen Fan took the carriage from Baiyun Dao Pavilion and arrived at the martial arts competition venue.
Arena No. 5.
Today, Su Qingyang and the other defeated disciples were also asked to come.
Although there was no possibility of getting a prize, he still had to wait to participate in the competition of the loser group.
The prize money was only the motivation. The real purpose of the Fight Meet was to train the disciples of each family!
The gong sounded.
Today's competition began again.
Chen Fan, who was at the end of the first round, was the first to go on stage. His opponent happened to be a disciple from the Flying Tiger Clan, Zhang Feihong!
This person looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was tall and sturdy, wearing a gray robe. He was obviously a commoner disciple.
Generally speaking, age was the most common standard to assess one's strength.
Even the students with poor talent would have to practice martial arts for a few more years than others at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and their strength would generally be stronger.
" Chen Fan, you can do it!"
Meng Qi cheered for Chen Fan.
Su Qingyang, who was standing next to the disciples of the Baiyun Dojo, watched Chen Fan go up the stage with a complicated look in his eyes."Lose, you must lose. I don't believe that your luck is still so good!”
Sometimes, it was not a big deal for one to fail. It was even more difficult to accept the success of someone they looked down on!
Su Qingyang was only 12 or 13 years old, but he had already gotten into a dead end.
Fortunately, he had not completely lost his mind and did not reveal it to the public!
As for Feng Yuan Cheng and the two disciples beside him, they did not take all of this seriously at all.
They didn't care if Chen Fan won or not!
On the arena.
Chen Fan nodded at Meng Qi and then turned to the disciples of the Flying Tiger Clan.
Having confidence in one's own strength did not mean that one should underestimate any opponent.
Everyone's standard was not too ridiculous. They were still mortal bodies. In a battle of this level, anyone had the possibility of turning defeat into victory!
Because the first few martial arts that Chen Fan learned came from the Flying Tiger Sect, he had a different feeling about this sect.
The Soaring Tiger Sect was one of the few martial arts dojos that could compete with Baiyun Dao Dojo!
In addition to the deliberate provocation of the youth called Yan Linchu yesterday, there seemed to be a special atmosphere between the White Cloud Dojo and the Soaring Tiger Sect disciples!
The two of them looked at each other!
At the same time, they stepped forward and rushed towards the other party.
Pa!
Their fists met.
Zhang Feihong felt the power of Chen Fan's fist and couldn't help but take a step back and look at Chen Fan in surprise.
Fist against fist.
The result of a competition of strength was that he was inferior!
He couldn't help but take a second look at Chen Fan. Although he was not short, his face was obviously young.
Chen Fan stood still.
He could not help but be slightly stunned.
Because he could tell…
The fist technique that this guy used was the Fierce Tiger Fist!
Moreover, from the exchange of fists, the other party was full of strength and should have already cultivated neixi…
" Fierce Tiger Fist " was a common martial art, but it was a second-class secret manual after all. There was a certain threshold. Zhang Feihong did not seem to have any background. It was not easy for him to master this secret manual!
"He's a powerful opponent!"
Chen Fan raised his vigilance and was determined to train himself. He didn't take advantage of the situation and attacked steadily.
They fought against it!
This guy was obviously much more powerful than the disciple from the Four Symbols Gate yesterday. He was extremely skilled in the Fierce Tiger Fist, and the technique and strength of his punches were obviously stronger. He had indeed cultivated Inner Breath, but he had not cultivated True Qi yet.
Ferocious Tiger Fist was only a second-grade manual at the end of the line, far inferior to Lightning Wind Palm, but it was still second-grade.
In terms of strength alone, Zhang Feihong was no weaker than Meng Qi.
Although Meng Qi was still a step away from comprehending Inner Breath, the difficulty of the Tempest Palm was much higher than that of the Fierce Tiger Fist. He was also younger than this man, so he was naturally more talented.
Zhang Feihong's characteristics were also very obvious.
His punches were ruthless, decisive, and experienced. He was obviously different from those disciples who only knew how to use strength training techniques. It was obvious that he had experienced a lot of actual combat.
If Chen Fan wasn't strong and vigorous, he would have panicked!
The two of them were in the first match, so it could be considered a warm-up for the arena!
Below the arena.
They watched this scene.
The Soaring Tiger Sect youth called Yan Lincu yawned, still acting as if this matter had nothing to do with him.
The disciples of the Baiyun Dojo were also excited when they saw that Chen Fan wasn't at a disadvantage.
A few ordinary disciples also cheered for Chen Fan.
Meng Qi didn't expect Chen Fan to show such strength.
Although he couldn't see Zhang Feihong's actual strength, he could tell that his opponent was not easy to deal with from his age and figure!
"Junior Brother Chen, you can do it!"
Feng Yuancheng, who was beside him, narrowed his eyes. He was strong and had a better grasp of the situation. He turned to look at Su Qingyang and said,
"Chen Fan is also a disciple of the Black Cloud Class, right? He is indeed not simple. His physique and Qi are not weak…He is stronger than Chen Feihong, but he lacks experience…I think the fist technique he used was the Wind and Thunder Palm, right?”
Feng Yuan Cheng's strength and talent far surpassed the others, so he could naturally see the strength of this match even more clearly!
Chen Fan was obviously inexperienced, but he could easily block the opponent's attack. He was obviously stronger!
" He's not as talented as I am when it comes to cultivating the White Cloud Pine Crane Palm," Su Qingyang said bitterly." However, he had learned it before he entered the sect. Perhaps he had obtained the secret manual of the Wind and Thunder Palm and cultivated it in advance…"
Feng Yuan Cheng nodded and yawned," That's right. This kid's palm technique is weak, but he's talented and very strong. He might have a chance to win this match…"
Naturally, he did not put the battle between the two in his eyes. He only casually predicted it with a condescending attitude.
Su Qingyang paused and looked up at the ring. His heart was filled with unwillingness and he kept hoping that Chen Fan would lose.
Unfortunately, the result was not as he had expected.
On the arena.
At first, Chen Fan was obviously inexperienced, but he was still able to withstand Zhang Feihong's fist technique.
This was a lead in terms of strength.
Moreover, as the battle progressed, Chen Fan's experience gradually increased, and he was able to deal with it more easily.
Zhang Feihong was sweating, and his hair was moving in the wind. He was getting more and more anxious.
"I want to break into the top 30 and get 20 taels of silver. How can I lose here?!”
Twenty taels of silver was a windfall for disciples from ordinary families!
Even if the disciples who cultivated the True Qi Technique did not come from particularly good families, they could not be ignored!
This person was able to master the Inner Breath of the Fierce Tiger Fist and had considerable combat experience. He really had a chance of entering the top 30.
Zhang Feihong's eyes turned red as he suddenly bent down and kicked fiercely.
She kicked at Chen Fan's crotch!
This person had actually used the moves of a marketplace battle!
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