To the northwest of the main peak hall, there is a secluded courtyard. A barrier is set up around the courtyard, which is used as a martial arts field.
This martial arts performance ground has not been used for many years because it was specially prepared for disciples who embarked on the path of challenge.
In the past few decades, basically no disciples have taken this path anymore.
However, today this martial arts performance ground that had been dusty for a long time was finally reopened.
The news spread like the wind, and soon everyone on the entire main peak knew that someone was going to take this challenge.
Most people shook their heads and smiled, basically not optimistic about Qin Fan, because many talented disciples had challenged him before, but all failed in the end.
However, this does not prevent them from watching the fun.
Many people are curious, which one of Ziyun's five peaks is the genius who is going to challenge this time?
The secluded courtyard was now crowded with people.
After many people saw Qin Fan, they began to inquire about which peak he was a genius at.
However, when they learned that Qin Fan was just a newcomer who had just been here for a month, everyone looked sarcastic.
"Hmph, what kind of genius do I think I am? It turns out that I am a newcomer. I really overestimate my abilities!"
"Are all newcomers today so arrogant? How could such a person enter the Ziyun Sect!"
"Yes, this kind of person is not worthy of joining the Ziyun Sect at all. He should be paid tribute to the demon clan."
"If a newcomer is so crazy, wouldn't he become even more arrogant after a while?"
Qin Fan stood in the middle of the small courtyard, with his hands behind his back and his eyes slightly closed, waiting quietly.
All those dirty words are automatically filtered out.
He has long been used to this kind of scene.
It’s so cold at high places!
A middle-aged man in gray robe flew down in the small courtyard, glanced at Qin Fan, frowned slightly and said, "You are the one who wants to challenge?"
"That's right." Qin Fan replied calmly.
"You must think clearly. Once you choose to challenge this path, life or death will depend on your destiny." The middle-aged man warned.
"I know." Qin Fan remained calm.
The middle-aged man took out a list and said: "There are a total of 367 applicants, of which 136 are in the Qi training realm. You need to defeat these 136 applicants of the same realm. That’s what counts as success.”
Qin Fan nodded: "I understand."
The middle-aged man stopped talking nonsense and shouted expressionlessly: "The first one, Zhang Yunqi!"
A young man dressed in black flew into the yard.
"Zhang Yunqi, please give me some advice!"
He has a cold face and speaks and moves quickly. He should be a resolute and decisive person who never drags his feet.
As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Qin Fan with his palm.
The powerful spiritual power brought a gust of energy to Qin Fan, and a two-foot-long cyan fist penetrated from the whirlwind and hit Qin Fan directly in the chest.
"It turned out to be Mad Dragon Power. This senior brother has actually practiced Mad Dragon Technique to the last level!" Someone outside the yard exclaimed.
"The Mad Dragon Technique is an advanced technique at my main peak. I heard that it takes ten years to become a master. This senior brother seems to have already mastered it."
Qin Fan just glanced at it lightly and slapped it with a palm.
An invisible force directly scattered the green dragon-shaped fist, and then flew the young man named Zhang Yunqi away.
"..."
The whole place was silent!
Even the middle-aged man in gray who was responsible for supervising this challenge was slightly startled.
Everyone was thinking about how many moves Qin Fan could sustain under Zhang Yunqi, but before they could figure it out, Zhang Yunqi had already flown out.
"How can it be!"
"Senior Brother Zhang actually lost!"
"Is this Senior Brother Zhang's Mad Dragon Power fake? Why can't he even block the opponent's move?"
"Who said this kid has just started training for a month? His strength must be at the peak of the Qi Refining Realm!"
"Ha, I think it's just good luck. Besides, even if you defeat Zhang Yunqi, what will happen? Why don't you just go back in embarrassment in the end?"
"Yes, there will be more than 130 Zhang Yunqi next, and they will be stronger than Zhang Yunqi."
The middle-aged man in gray clothes announced expressionlessly: "Qin Fan wins the first match."
"Second game, Ning Tong!"
"Wait!" Qin Fan suddenly stopped him.
"What? Are you giving up?" A look of contempt flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes.
Qin Fan shook his head: "I just think it's too slow."
"I want to defeat one hundred and thirty-six people, one by one. How long will it take?"
The middle-aged man became a little interested and asked, "What do you want?"
Qin Fan held out three fingers: "Let's ask the three of us to come together this time!"
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up: "Are you sure?"
"Sure." Qin Fan answered decisively.
"good!"
Middle-aged people find it more and more interesting.
The disciples who were watching exploded.
Especially those who had participated in the disciple selection with Qin Fan before, their faces were ugly when they saw Qin Fan being in the limelight again.
"This kid is so arrogant!"
"He actually wants to challenge three people at once!"
"Hmph, he is looking for death! Those disciples who applied to enter Ziyun Cave to practice are basically old people who have been practicing for a few years, and there are even geniuses from various peaks. How can he defeat everyone?"
"This kid is so arrogant! Senior brother Ning Tong, you must give him some color!" Some female disciples also couldn't stand Qin Fan and felt that he deserved a beating.
The middle-aged man in gray clothes called three names in succession: "Ning Tong, Su Lin, Gongsun Yan, you three together!"
The three young men flew directly and landed in the yard.
"Boy, you're looking for death on your own, don't say we're bullying the minority!" one of them yelled loudly.
What answered him was Qin Fan's palm.
The Eighteenth Form of the Great Dao, slash through the air!
"Hmph, Soul Falling Bell!"
The young man named Ning Tong sacrificed a palm-sized bronze bell. With the blessing of the spirit, the bronze bell became as big as a house.
Every time Ning Tong inputs spiritual power, the bronze bell makes a loud sound.
The sound of the bell was deafening, like a heavy hammer hitting the human heart. Every time the bell rang, the heart seemed to stop beating at that moment.
"What a powerful magic weapon! Block your ears!" someone reminded outside the yard.
However, even if the ears are blocked with spiritual power, the bell can still be heard clearly, as if it is ringing in people's minds.
"It's no use blocking your ears. This soul-falling bell affects the soul directly." Someone discovered something was wrong and shouted loudly.
"Don't worry, just protect your soul. This magical weapon is not aimed at us."
"It's not against us, but it's already so uncomfortable. That kid Qin Fan is dead this time!"
As soon as the Soul-Destroying Bell came out, the other two people also took action.
Su Lin controlled a several-meter-long fire dragon, and the surrounding temperature rose a lot. The fire dragon spit out purple flames, and all objects stained by the purple flames were burned to ashes.
Gongsun Yan shot out seven black and shiny nine-inch steel nails. Each steel nail exuded a terrifying aura, giving people the feeling that nothing could resist it.
There were ripples in the void, and the space pressed by the invisible force seemed to collapse. Qin Fan's palm hit Su Lin's fire dragon first.
There was almost no suspense when the spell encountered the melee magical power of the Eighteenth Form of the Great Dao. The fire dragon instantly shattered into countless fire balls, which were rolled back by the powerful spiritual power and crashed into the three of them.
