In the war between humans and demons, it's not unreasonable for me to absorb demonic energy, is

Seeing that he had attracted everyone's attention, Shen Youtu, the head of the Sutra Repository, cleared his throat and continued,

"However, some people may not like what I'm saying, but for the sake of the sect's honor, please bear with it!"

"Fan Debiao's son just competed against Mo Chou's disciple a couple of days ago and defeated him in one move. His strength is quite impressive!"

"Elder Shenyou, it's not that I'm disrespecting you. Han Qianliu was just careless, that's why he failed!"

Mo Chou, who was in the hall, immediately stood up to explain when she heard Shen You mention her disciple.

"Elder Mochou has a point, but your disciple was defeated in one move!"

"Qianliu only suffered a loss because he attacked the enemy's strength with his own weakness!"

"Elder Mochou has a point, but your disciple was defeated in one move!"

"Elder Shenyou, I know that Fan Tong and your disciple are on very good terms, but please keep your mind at ease!"

"Elder Mochou has a point, but your disciple was defeated in one move!"

……

Mo Chou's originally cold face flushed red with anger. She opened her mouth again, but didn't know what to say.

"Alright! Elder Shenyou, say no more!" Sect Master Feng Qingyang quickly stopped Shenyou's disciple from repeating himself like a broken record.

"However, Elder Shenyou's suggestion is not a good solution. I wonder what the Grand Elder thinks?"

"Elder Shenyou's words make sense, but Fan Tong has never received any training from the sect, so we don't know if he's willing to contribute. Besides, even if he agrees now, backing out at the last minute would be a disgrace to our sect!"

Although Elder Dongfang Yao did not explicitly refuse, he did express his distrust of Fan Tong.

"He wouldn't dare! We, the Fengqing Sect, have raised him for so many years. If he dares to play us for fools, I'll kill him!" For some reason, the Fengqing Sect suddenly became furious.

"Elder Shenyou, go and tell Fan Tong that if he can save face for our Fengqing Sect, I will agree to let him become an outer disciple. If he dares to cause trouble, then let the people of Chilei Ancient City pay with their lives!"

"Sect Master, please calm down. I will definitely convey your message. I doubt that brat would dare to act recklessly!"

Shen Youtu immediately took over the conversation from below, patting his chest and guaranteeing it.

Seeing the sect leader's anger, the elders in the hall dared not utter a word of objection. The Grand Elder, seeing the matter settled, could only open his mouth, but no sound came out.

However, the coldness hidden in the elder's eyes became even more chilling!

"Sect Master, isn't this a bit too reckless?" After the elders left the hall, Shen Youtu sighed and said with some concern.

"So many years have passed, and you've investigated almost everything that happened back then. Everything has a clear direction now. It's time to give that child some compensation!"

Sect Master Feng Qingyang, however, changed his angry demeanor from before, pondered for a moment, and then answered.

"Sigh! De Biao and his wife were truly wronged! But that rascal Fan Tong is doing quite well now, he hasn't let us down!"

Shen Youtu didn't know what to say either. For so many years, he had been tracking down what happened back then, so he naturally understood everything.

"I'm afraid time will run out. I have a feeling that something big is about to happen, but I can't find any clues. It's really frustrating!"

"Sigh! Who could have imagined this? I just can't understand it..."

Fan Tong was unaware of what was happening in the hall, as he remained immersed in practicing the Eight Forms of the Dragon Elephant.

Taking another deep breath, Fan Tong displayed extreme stability in his lower body, while his upper body was exceptionally agile, perfectly blending these two contradictory qualities.

He suddenly opened his eyes and threw a punch at the boulder in the secret base.

The punch seemed slow, but it was captivating, striking the boulder in the blink of an eye.

The boulder seemed to have been hit with a light punch, as if nothing had happened.

A gust of wind blew by, and the boulder silently turned into dust, having been shattered into powder by the immense force.

"This power is indeed impressive. The third level of the Dragon Elephant Technique is almost at the limit of my current physical body!"

Fan Tong took a deep breath, feeling excited as the explosive power within him surged sixfold.

"Let's go out and take a look. The celebration is about to begin, and it'll be a good opportunity to see the strength of each sect!"

After circulating his nameless martial arts technique and recovering his strength, Fan Tong stood up, changed into a clean set of hemp clothes, and walked out of the warehouse.

"Hey, Fan Tong, you're finally out! If you hadn't come out today, I was planning to kick down your lousy door!"

Just as I stepped out the door, I ran into Biluo, who was rushing towards me.

"What's wrong? What's the matter that's so urgent?" Fan Tong asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and come with me to the First Martial Arts Arena. The outer disciples are almost completely wiped out by the Yunxia Sect disciples!"

"Let them sweep it away, what does it have to do with me, a servant disciple?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Do you think the Dragon Elephant Skill is so easy to obtain? Elder Shenyou said that if you lose, he'll break your legs!"

"Moreover, if you manage to save face for the sect, the sect leader will agree to give you the status of an outer disciple, and you'll have everything you're entitled to from now on!"

Biluo rolled her eyes at Fan Tong and recounted what had happened in the hall in an annoyed manner.

"Sigh! I even caused a fight among so many elders. I really have a lot of influence. But there's nothing I can do about it; what can I do when I'm so outstanding?"

Fan Tong spoke with feigned arrogance, but only he himself knew what he was really feeling.

Once lowly and unknown, he rose to fame overnight and became known throughout the world!

"Let's hurry! The outer sect's senior disciple has already taken the stage, but the Cloud Mist Sect's senior disciple hasn't made a move yet!"

"Hey! Wait for me!"

Biluo, who was turning around to urge him on, found that Fan Tong suddenly accelerated and quickly overtook her!

"Has this guy's combat power improved again?" Seeing Fan Tong running forward, Biluo also sped up to catch up.

"Wow! The scene is quite grand!" Upon arriving at the first martial arts arena, Fan Tong couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. The arena was truly bustling with red flags and a sea of ​​people!

"Go, Senior Brother! Beat those Yunxia Sect guys back!"

"These guys from the Cloud Mist Sect are really going too far!"

"Our outer disciples are no good either! They think they're so great, so arrogant, but they can't even beat the other side now!"

"You're talking nonsense! You say others can't do it, then you do it!"

"I could play too, after all, it's 3-0!"

"Holy crap, what is this thing? Everyone, beat him up, this traitor!"

"Don't hit me, I was just saying! Don't hit my mouth, boohoo..."

Fan Tong watched as the foul-mouthed Feng Qing Sect disciple was beaten, and only then did he feel relieved. "There will always be such despicable people, who can't stand seeing their own people do well, but fawn over outsiders!"

Just as Fan Tong was watching the excitement, the scene on the stage suddenly became intense, and the outcome of the match had become clear!