Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

"Don't worry, brother."

Then the two of them disappeared into Mao Xuefeng's cave.

This fusion monk is thousands of years old.

I've seen everything. It's just a disciple who died.

Moreover, my senior brother said that this matter was related to the Wentian Sword, and those who suffered were disciples with evil intentions.

Just ask Danfeng to clean it up for me.

It also saves you from having to do it yourself.

If Han Changkong knew what they were thinking.

It must be stunning.

This expert's imagination is truly incredible.

After Han Tianhai returned to the sect master's hall, he also had a gloomy face.

There are only a few Yuanying disciples, but the Wendao clan has a great cause.

There are too many Nascent Soul disciples.

What he is worried about now is the transformation of spirit, refining of emptiness, and even fusion.

These are the true pillars of the Wending Sect.

Losing one is heartbreaking.

"Ah~ I can only take it one step at a time."

Ask Danfeng Plaza

Today is the day of the martial arts competition within the peak.

Ask if all the disciples of Danfeng have arrived.

Opposite the arena is a high platform.

Standing in the center of the platform was the leader of Danfeng, Zhong Wan.

Eight elders stood beside him.

The elders’ cultivation levels vary.

The highest initial stage of fusion.

The lowest level of refining emptiness.

These people are almost all ascetics.

Or he is an alchemy maniac.

Rarely appears.

But I have to show up today.

Because everyone wants to take a good seedling as a disciple.

As the voice of the inner sect's God-transforming manager came out.

The competition begins.

First, the Qi Refining group competed.

But almost all the participants are from the late stage of Qi Refining to the Great Perfection.

Next is the foundation-building group.

At this time, Han Changkong was standing on the stage.

The other party is an inner disciple.

"Brother, please give me some advice."

Han Changkong still clasped his fists slightly.

The fight begins.

"bang"

The inner disciple was knocked away.

"One punch?"

"My eyes are clear, right?"

The eyes of the elders on the platform also lit up.

These people naturally knew Han Changkong.

"This kid is still so vigorous even after practicing again."

"Yes, but I feel that his fighting style is different now than before."

"Well, I've noticed that too. Before it was swordsmanship and magic, now it's fists."

Several elders sat on the podium and discussed Han Changkong's battle.

In the past, Han Changkong started participating in various competitions since he was in the Qi Refining stage.

These people must have seen that fighting style with their own eyes.

As a result, the fight continued.

"bang"

Another disciple flew out.

Zhong Wan was stunned.

He was just in the early stage of foundation building, so I can understand why you knocked him away with one punch.

You are now in the late stage of foundation building. Are you taking drugs?

Then enter the decisive battle.

As expected, he still knocked a disciple who had reached the great perfection of foundation building level into a punch, causing him to vomit blood and fly backwards.

"Fuck, sorry, I lost my strength."

He quickly stepped forward to apologize.

Because he felt that this great perfection of foundation building should be able to withstand 50% of his strength.

But when the fist hit him, he knew he was wrong.

It was too late to stop.

"Han Changkong, first place in the Foundation Establishment Group competition."

Then he returned to the camp of his own disciples.

"Brother Han, did the other team let you down for being number one?"

Shangguan Xue asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"Yes, yes, I'll give them 500 spirit stones each."

"Really?" Shangguan Xue was full of admiration.

Several of his direct disciples beside him also admired Han Changkong.

"Brother Han, you're really awesome! You don't even need any magic weapons! You can kill them with one punch."

"Yes, Senior Brother Han, I would like to learn some swordsmanship from you next time. Do you have time?"

These direct disciples must not be underestimated, because Zhong Wan has already told them clearly.

Han Changkong has recovered, and his cultivation is even faster than before.

Moreover, Han Changkong has some accomplishments in both magic and swordsmanship.

The news spread quickly throughout the entire Wendao Sect as if it had wings.

However, Zhong Wan's accidental disclosure actually saved a lot of people.

Because those who wanted to target Han Changkong also gave up the idea.

This leads to the sect competition a month later.

"Brother Han, I am no match for your opponent. I admit defeat."

"Brother Han, I'm not feeling well today. Let's fight again tomorrow."

There is another strange one.