Chapter 737: Seventh round

With the comfort of Lin Fan and Ling Qingxuan, Li Qing no longer struggled with the issue of not being eliminated. Anyway, he only has the initial cultivation base of the Wasteland, even if he is lucky enough to encounter the early opponents of the Wasteland. , But you will still be eliminated if you encounter a stronger opponent in the next round.
After all, he was not a person like Lin Fan who possessed great strength.
In the first round of the competition, when it was Yan Zhengping and Liu Qing's turn to play, Lin Fan also paid attention.
These two guys, the opponents they met were not very strong, they also defeated the other without even breaking out.
Therefore, at this time, many people didn't know that Yan Zhengping and Liu Qing had the perfect cultivation base in the wasteland.
Half of the people who were eliminated in the first round of written examinations were eliminated. After a short break, the second round of competition began to draw lots.
Lin Fan and Ling Qingxuan went up to draw lots. This time they got sixteen and fifty-six respectively.
At the end of the draw, Lin Fan went to the field to compete and met an opponent in the middle of the wasteland.
The other party knew that Lin Fan was very strong, but he didn't know exactly where Lin Fan was.
boom!
In order to be able to support a little more time, the opponent exploded the horrendous power in his body as soon as he came on the field, and a faint ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, rushing towards Lin Fan.
The people in the middle stage of the wasteland used Huang's power to attack, which made many people focus their attention. They all wanted to see if Lin Fan would show his aura.
However, to their disappointment, Lin Fan still did not show his breath.
When the opponent attacked, Lin Fan clenched his fist and blasted out a punch.
boom!
With the spread of a dull sound, the opponent's body immediately flew upside down, flying directly out of the range of the competition circle.
Lost in one punch!
hiss!
There was a sound of air-conditioning around.
They didn't expect that when a person with a mid-level cultivation base in the wasteland made an all-out effort, he would be bombarded by Lin Fan without even using the wasteful power.
what does this mean?
It means that Lin Fan's strength is very strong!
"How far has Lin Fan's cultivation reached?"
"With his own body, he can do this. I guess he should have reached the perfect state of the wasteland!"
"The Wasteland is consummated? It won't be so fast, will he? He was only in the early days of the Wasteland!"
"Then how do you explain the picture just now? That person is the cultivation base in the middle of the wasteland!"
"Yes, that person has the cultivation base in the middle of the wasteland, and he attacked with all his strength and was beaten by a punch. If it weren't for someone with the perfect cultivation base in the wasteland, how could he do this?"
Everyone started talking, and some smart people have already begun to guess that Lin Fan's true cultivation base has reached the completion of the wasteland.
Lin Fan just smiled faintly at these guessing voices, and did not respond to anything.
"Does this kid really reach the consummation of the wasteland?" A solemn color appeared in Yan Zhengping's eyes.
He was not surprised that Lin Fan's talent was able to reach the Consummation of the Wasteland, but he was surprised that Lin Fan reached the Consummation of the Wasteland in such a short time.
Such an increase in speed is too terrifying!
"This guy... really shouldn't be underestimated!" Liu Qing also murmured in his heart, he almost 90% believed that Lin Fan had the perfect cultivation base in the wasteland.
Because, he asked himself, if it was just a cultivation base in the late stage of the wasteland, he wouldn't be able to defeat a mid-stage cultivator in the wasteland without using his strength.
Zhang Tianmu and other mentors were not too surprised, after all, they could tell Lin Fan's true cultivation based on their cultivation.
"Win on the sixteenth."
When the instructor announced these words, Lin Fan did not delay, turned and walked back.
Soon Ling Qingxuan played.
Lin Fan stared, Ling Qingxuan stepped into the competition circle.
Lin Fan noticed that this time Ling Qingxuan's opponent already had a mid-term cultivation base in the Wasteland.
If nothing else, Ling Qingxuan will inevitably face the problem of failure.
"The test begins."
The mentor leader announced the start.
Ling Qingxuan and the opponent fought fiercely together. Because of the obvious difference in strength, Ling Qingxuan was indeed not the opponent of the opponent, and was defeated in less than five minutes.
When Ling Qingxuan came back, Lin Fan smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, just try your best."
"Yeah." Ling Qingxuan nodded. For this failure, she had nothing to lose. After all, she was indeed inferior to others in strength, not a failure caused by carelessness.
The competition is still going on. In the third round, Lin Fan drew the number twenty.
After Lin Fan played, the opponent he encountered was a late-stage person in the wasteland.
This person is also surnamed Lin and his name is Lin Yuanliang.
Lin Yuanliang had also speculated that Lin Fan was a perfect cultivation base in the Wasteland, but he was at the later stage of the Wasteland. If he didn't try his best, it would be really shameful.
He took a deep breath, stared at Lin Fan, and said, "It is my honor to be able to fight against a genius like you, and I will do my best."
"it is good."
Lin Fan nodded.
boom!
Lin Yuanliang's body shook, and a breath exploded from his body.
Immediately afterwards, he strode forward and quickly rushed towards Lin Fan.
"Thousand Magic Palm!"
At the same time, he let out a low cry, and the Huang Li in his body gathered towards his hands, displaying martial arts such as Qianhuan Palm.
Thousands of palm shadows emerged around Lin Yuanliang's body, making his whole body look much stronger.
"Thousand Fantasy Palm is a mortal high-grade martial arts. I have tried to practice before, but the practice failed."
"This martial arts is very powerful. Lin Yuanliang's cultivation in the later stage of the wasteland is displayed, and the power is really not bad at all!"
"Yes, now you can finally see Lin Fan's true cultivation."
"Lin Yuanliang displayed such a strong martial arts as soon as he came up. It is impossible for Lin Fan to defeat Lin Yuanliang without even using his wild power?"
Everyone's eyes were locked in the field, and they discussed.
They were so curious about Lin Fan's cultivation base that they could no longer be curious.
Lin Fan's eyes condensed, and the horrendous power in his body also circulated.
These people are right. Lin Yuanliang’s cultivation in the wasteland in the late period used the mortal rank high-grade martial arts. He could not defeat Lin Yuanliang by pure physical strength, either by using waste force or soul power, anyway, he had to use one. Just work.
Soul power is the hole card, Lin Fan didn't want to show it so quickly.
Therefore, he decided to use his strength to deal with it.
After the wild force broke out, Lin Fan didn't have any delay, and he shouted in a low voice in his heart: "Thousand Fantasy Palm."
Lin Yuanliang used a thousand phantom palms, and he also used a thousand phantom palms.
The palms were waved, and palm shadows appeared.
"The wasteland is perfect! Lin Fan really is the perfect cultivation base of the wasteland!"
"It seems that we didn't guess wrong before!"
"And he also used the martial art of Thousand Fantasy Palm."
"This kind of momentum has completely crushed Lin Yuanliang's side!"
At the moment when Lin Fan's breath broke out and the martial arts displayed, there was a fierce discussion around again.
Yan Zhengping didn't compete in the circle this time, his eyes fixed on Lin Fan, and a dignified color gradually emerged from the depth of the extension.
Lin Fan's cultivation level actually reached the consummation of the wasteland!
This speed of improvement was beyond his expectation. He never expected Lin Fan to improve so fast anyway.
After all, his cultivation base was higher than Lin Fan's at the beginning, but now he has only achieved a complete cultivation base in the Wasteland, but Lin Fan has already caught up.
From a certain perspective, this is already telling him that Lin Fan's talent is stronger than him.
If this continues, it is only a matter of time for Lin Fan's cultivation to surpass him.
This makes it difficult for him to accept this kind of thing.
"The complete cultivation base of the wasteland, as well as soul power, this guy... is really terrible!" Liu Qing's eyes also fell on Lin Fan, and after seeing everything that Lin Fan showed, he thought to himself.
He knew very well that Lin Fan's soul power was a hole card.
If he thought that the odds of winning against Lin Fan were five to five, now he thinks that the odds of winning may have become seven to three.
Lin Fan is seven, he is three.
Even eighty-two open is not impossible.
...
In the competition circle, seeing Lin Fan's breath and the martial arts displayed, Lin Yuanliang's face has become extremely solemn.
He was the cultivation base of the late wasteland, but Lin Fan had the perfect cultivation base of the wasteland.
The two of them simultaneously used the mortal rank high-grade martial arts thousand phantom palms. There is no doubt that Lin Fan's display is even more powerful.
However, at this time, it was too late for him to retreat, so he could only bite the bullet to meet him.
Rumble!
Thousands of palm shadows slammed into each other, and there was a rumbling sound.
Then, everyone could clearly see that the thousands of palm shadows displayed by Lin Yuanliang were quickly destroyed by the thousands of palm shadows displayed by Lin Fan.
The remaining palm shadows continued to attack and slammed on Lin Yuanliang's body.
Lin Yuanliang's body immediately flew backwards, and unexpectedly flew out of the range of the competition circle.
puff!
At the same time, blood surged in his body, blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face became pale.
His strength was obviously impossible to be Lin Fan's opponent, and his defeat was not unexpected.
When the instructor leader announced the words of victory, Lin Fan did not delay and turned around and walked back.
"Strong! It's really too strong!"
"I think Lin Fan is likely to win the first place in this freshman competition!"
"Yes, his strength is indeed a very powerful existence, anyway I can't match him."
"You said something nonsense!"
Everyone talked again.
Tang Xiaoxiao, who stood by the railing of the square, was very calm about Lin Fan's performance. She knew better how strong Lin Fan's strength, especially the second-tier soul power, was. If displayed, none of these freshmen Who can stop it.
Many people were eliminated in the third round, and the fourth round began.
Lin Fan's strength, don't advance too easily.
In a blink of an eye, the competition reached the seventh round.
At this time, there were only ten people.
Lin Fan, Yan Zhengping, Liu Qing, and the other two people in the wasteland were among them.
The other five are in the later stages of the wasteland, infinitely close to the strength of the wasteland.
Although it is infinitely close, but after all, it has not taken that step.
Therefore, everyone is very clear that the five Lin Fans must be the top five in this freshman competition, but the specific rankings will be determined after the results come out.
"The ten of you came up to draw lots to decide your opponent." The leader of the instructor glanced across the ten of Lin Fan and said lightly.
The ten Lin Fans did not delay, and stepped up to draw lots.
The number Lin Fan drew this time was six.
"Since there are only ten of you, we won't compete together, but will be conducted separately."
The leader of the instructor said loudly: "The students who get No. 1 and No. 2 will compete first."
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