C92 Seal off the Arena
"Worthy of being the Eldest Brother of Outer Peak. You deserve to be called Eldest Brother. I never thought that his physical strength would reach such a level."
Yang Ningshuang revealed a cold smile. No one knew if it was praise or ridicule.
One hundred and twenty people surrounded and attacked the three of them. Not only did they not gain the upper hand, but they were also beaten into a mess.
The entire arena was surrounded by three people. The space around the three of them was limited. If the disciples behind did not pay attention, they would be affected.
The most important thing was Yun Fan's speed.
Fast!
Extremely fast!
Every time a disciple left his hand, another disciple would be caught.
Just a moment ago, he was still attacking from the front, but now, he suddenly appeared behind them. More than a hundred people were attacking at the same time as Yun Fan.
In the beginning, Wang Dashan could still hammer a few more times, but later on, he didn't even have the chance to swing his hammer. Because every time he wanted to swing his hammer, Yun Fan's figure would always appear in front of him and send the attacking disciples flying.
"Cold wind, why do I feel like we are redundant?"
"No, we are."
Cold Wind had been looking for an opportunity to attack, but when faced with these Congenital Stage disciples of the Internal Sect, he didn't have many chances. Every time he saw an opportunity and was about to strike, Yun Fan would swing a disciple towards him.
Initially, he was the same as Wang Dashan, he wanted to help Yun Fan fight with his life on the line, but he didn't expect that Yun Fan would block all of them before they even had the chance to strike.
Putting aside blocking them, the disciples of Internal Sect were sent flying one after another.
At first, the surrounding disciples were all disciples of the Internal Sect, but gradually, there were fewer and fewer disciples.
The surrounding space was getting bigger and bigger.
In the end, no disciples of the Internal Sect dared to step forward. It became Yun Fan who chased after the disciples of the Internal Sect.
What was going on?
To be honest, this was a group fight of 120 versus 1. Why did it become a group fight of 120?
Big brother, can you not be so fierce!
Cold Wind and Wang Dashan were depressed. The Internal Sect disciples on the stage were even more depressed.
It was one thing for them to attack so quickly, but they were still using people as weapons.
Fine, they would just use people as weapons. Facing so many people, shouldn't he also suffer some injuries?
Many of the disciples had also used weapons to hit Yun Fan's body, but sadly, there was no movement at all. Not to mention the wound, not even a trace of blood could be seen.
Fine, your body is so strong that it won't hurt you. That should also consume some energy.
Without the Genuine Qi, one's physical strength should be exhausted. How much more tiring would that be?
Not only did this fellow not feel tired at all, he was even more energetic as he fought.
F * ck, how was he supposed to fight?
No matter how he fought, he would always be beaten up!
He was afraid.
The disciples of the Internal Sect on the stage were truly afraid.
This was definitely a monster.
The task given by Zhou Yipin was to consume their energy. Therefore, these 123 disciples didn't have any powerful experts. The strongest amongst them was only at the fourth level of the Congenital Stage.
Yun Fan's physical body alone had already reached the Fifth Level of Congenital Stage. A Fourth Level Congenital Stage was simply not enough to deal with him.
"Shanzi, give me the hammer. Watch me smash them one by one."
Wang Dashan had just passed the hammer over. Before Yun Fan could reach out his hand, he saw the remaining thirty people on the stage jump down one by one.
"F * ck, where's their face? The disciples of the Internal Sect are like this?!" Wang Dashan couldn't help but cry out.
"You f * * king idiot! You can't even beat me with your bare hands! You're courting death by holding a hammer!"
"This is too much of a bully! Others only use weapons when they encounter experts, but we can't even beat you with your bare hands! Who would use a hammer at a time like this to bully others?"
The disciples of Internal Sect who had just jumped down shouted one after another.
What kind of bullsh * t Innate Pill was this at this time? If it was crippled, not to mention the Innate Pill, even the Essence Gathering Pill would be useless.
Everyone was stunned. Each of the disciples opened their mouths wide and cheered after a long while.
"Haha! Eldest Brother is too fierce! One versus one hundred and twenty, sweep away everything!"
"Trash is trash! No matter how many people there are, they are still trash!"
"I was thinking about how to enter the Internal Sect. But now, it seems like the Internal Sect isn't as good as our disciples. As long as we work hard in our cultivation, we'll be able to defeat them all. "
" Aren't there a lot of people in the Internal Sect? Let's have another round. Is 200 people enough? If it's not enough, then 300. Anyway, you can decide the rules. Haha... "
Zhou Yipin's face turned green with anger.
However, he really had no other choice. There were more than a few elders of Internal Sect here, as well as the Disciplinary Elder, Xu Guanghui.
If he really acted recklessly, it was hard to say whether he would be executed or not. At least, he would be expelled from the sect.
For the sake of a person who was going to die, he couldn't afford to offend him.
Su Mingliang was very angry, especially when he saw the smiles on Xing Yue and the others' faces.
This was equivalent to an invisible contest between the Internal Sect and the Internal Sect before they entered the sect. In this match, the Internal Sect had lost completely.
"Silence!"
Su Mingliang shouted loudly and went forward, "The second round will be carried out. The three people left in each of the rings will enter one ring. This time, the last four people will enter the next round. "
One Genuine Qi after another shot out from Su Mingliang's hand and landed on the Large Competition Field.
Instantly, the ground shook. Eighty to ninety three of the rings rose up slowly. They were even taller than the life and death arena in the middle.
The moment the three rings stopped, a transparent barrier of Genuine Qi wrapped around the three rings. It looked like a transparent ball of light.
"Seal up the rings!"
"Why did the sealed arenas open this time?"
Some disciples of the Internal Sect shouted, as if they had thought of something. At the same time, they looked in the direction of Yun Fan.1
At this time, one of the disciples came to Yun Fan's side and said, "Eldest Brother, they are really despicable! Once the arena was sealed, they would not be able to come out. Not only can they not come out, but the people outside can also not go in.
Did you see that dot of light on the top of the arena? That was the opening point of the sealed arena. Only the battles inside would stop. One person went up and inserted a Genuine Qi into the opening point. Only then would the arena be opened. This round, the Internal Sect wanted to kill him. Eldest Brother, be careful!"
Wang Dashan and Leng Feng's expressions became serious.
There were a total of twenty-six rings in the first round. Each ring had three people in each ring, which meant that there would be twenty-six people in each ring.
These disciples were not comparable to the previous ones. Those who could pass the first round were at least at the fourth level of the Congenital Stage.
Once twenty-five people surrounded and attacked Yun Fan, no one could save him unless he stopped fighting.
"Big brother..."
Yun Fan smiled and said, "I know what you guys want to say, but what I want to say is... If you really want to help me, I hope you two give up this round.
The Internal Sect can't kill me, but it's not certain who will kill me. But if you go up there, you will either die or become crippled..."
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