Chapter 4688 Ninth Rank A Disciple

Chen Xuan had just defeated Wang Daoling, and three third-grade A-level disciples had joined forces to injure Wang Boyuan.

This incident spread instantly in Fenmen, and many disciples were filled with shock.

When did Chen Xuan's strength reach this level?

This battle also completely spread Chen Xuan's name in Fenmen.

Even some of the highest-level disciples noticed him.

At this time, Lu Xian found Chen Xuan.

"Chen Xuan, this is the empty jade that entered the Sword Tower." Lu Xian said.

"You're a high-level person. This empty jade can be regarded as compensation for you."

After Chen Xuan heard this, he immediately took the empty jade.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xuan has been back to Fenmen for several days.

On this day, Chen Xuan received news that in a few days, the Nine Palaces would jointly hold a duel between first-class disciples.

The first place will receive a rich magic weapon.

In Chen Xuan's courtyard, Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun were both there.

"Chen Xuan, you will definitely win the championship in the battle between third-grade disciples in a few days." Wang Bing said with a smile on his face.

Without Chen Xuan, Wang Bing could still strive for first place.

But after seeing Chen Xuan's fierce strength, Wang Bing gave up this idea.

"Chen Xuan, the reward for first place this time is very generous." Lei Shaoyun said.

Chen Xuan asked: "What's the reward for first place?"

"Chen Xuan, do you know about burning ruins?" Wang Bing asked.

Chen Xuan shook his head slightly.

Seeing this situation, Lei Shaoyun said: "Most of the materials and treasures of our Burning Clan come from the ruins."

"These ruins are controlled by Fenmen and used to cultivate treasures." Lei Shaoyun said.

"Burning the ruins is one of them."

When it came time to burn the ruins, Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun's pupils were also filled with solemnity.

"What's so strange about this burning ruins?" Chen Xuan asked.

"It is said that some people have seen Burning Immortal Grass in the Burning Ruins." Wang Bing said.

After hearing this, Chen Xuan's expression also changed slightly.

Burning fairy grass?

Eating the Burning Immortal Grass can instantly condense the power of true energy into the air sea.

In other words, as long as you have the Burning Immortal Grass, it means that your cultivation level can be improved by one level.

It is difficult to improve each level of Shenxuan Realm, and the appearance of Burning Immortal Grass makes many warriors extremely excited.

However, the Burning Immortal Grass also has flaws. Each warrior can only use three Burning Immortal Grass.

"There is still Burning Immortal Grass in the Burning Ruins?" Chen Xuan asked hastily.

Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun looked at each other, then nodded at the same time and said: "A certain highest-level disciple of Fenyi Palace entered the Burning Ruins once and got a Burning Immortal Grass."

Chen Xuan thought that if he could obtain the Burning Immortal Grass, his cultivation would soon reach the early stage of the fifth level of the Shenxuan realm.

When the time comes, even if it is a life and death battle, he will not be afraid at all against Wang Boyuan.

"The burning ruins are said to be the place where a certain peak powerhouse was killed. There seems to be an assassination legend inside the ruins." Lei Shaoyun continued: "However, no one can get it now."

"Chen Xuan, don't look at the inheritance of Assassin Chuanchang, a strong assassin, who can easily kill an invincible warrior at the fourth level of Shenxuan realm." Wang Bing said.

Chen Xuan's face showed surprise.

"Chen Xuan, when you enter the Burning Ruins, you first look for the assassination inheritance, and the second is the Burning Immortal Grass." Wang Bing said.

At this time, in the other eight palaces, all the first-class disciples were also preparing.

Burn the palace.

"Burn the ruins, hahaha, this is my chance." A third-grade A disciple suddenly laughed.

Burn the eighth palace.

"This time, the number one third-grade first-class disciple belongs to me, Hong Yuanshan." Hong Yuanshan, holding a long sword in his hand, said with a slight smile.

Hong Yuanshan is very powerful and is recognized as the number one among the third grade A disciples of Fen Ba Palace.

In addition to these two palaces, other palaces are also making intense preparations.

During this time, Chen Xuan has been practicing the Yuehai Sword Technique and the Fire Sword Technique.

After reaching the fourth level of invincibility in the realm of the Mysterious God, the practice of Fire Sword Technique became easier.

However, Chen Xuan could not expose his fire sword skills in front of many warriors.

Facts have proved that after practicing the Yuehai Sword Art to perfect strength, Chen Xuan's strength doubled.

If other warriors understood it, they would be filled with shock.

If he wants to break through, the only way is to improve his strength.

A few days later, the first-class disciple competition will begin.

The first is the competition between the third-grade A disciples, followed by the sixth-grade A disciples, the ninth-grade A disciples, and the highest-grade A disciples.

After several days of preparation, all the third-grade A-level disciples were already ready.

The place where Class A disciples compete is Fen Yi Palace.

In the morning, Lu Xian took the third-grade A disciples from Fen Qi Palace to Fen Yi Palace.

"You guys come with me." Lu Xian said loudly.

Today is a competition between third-grade A disciples. Some sixth-grade A disciples and ninth-grade A disciples will not go to Fenyi Palace.

Three quarters of an hour later, many warriors arrived at Fenyi Palace.

As soon as he entered Fenyi Palace, Chen Xuan felt a breath.

"As expected of Burning a Palace."

Chen Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Among the nine palaces, the warriors from Fenyi Palace were famously warlike.

In the lobby of Fenyi Palace, a competition stage has been prepared for a long time.

There are a large number of warriors in the lobby.

Today is the battle between the third-grade A disciples. The third-grade A disciples from other palaces also gradually came to the lobby of Fenyi Palace.

"Look, it's Hong Yuanshan." Several first-class disciples from Fen Qigong discussed in low voices.

Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun's pupils also kept observing Hong Yuanshan.

Especially Wang Bing, he had some hatred with Hong Yuanshan.

"I hope to fight him." Wang Bing said in a deep voice.

Hong Yuanshan of Fenba Palace seemed to have noticed the gazes of Wang Bing, Lei Shaoyun and others, and then turned his head to look at a few people.

However, his pupils were filled with a disdainful smile.

Then, Hong Yuanshan calmly walked to the area of ​​Fenba Palace.

"Chen Xuan, you should be more careful when you meet Hong Yuanshan." Lei Shaoyun said in a low voice.

"Yes... Hong Yuanshan is actually the first third-grade A-level disciple of Fenba Palace, and his strength is very fierce."

Chen Xuan emphasized the fraction.

Although Hong Yuanshan is strong, Chen Xuan is not a vegetarian.

Half an hour later, the third-grade A-level disciples of other palaces also rushed over.

Chen Xuan's eyes swept over every third-grade A-level disciple of the other eight palaces.

"The third-grade A-class disciple standing at the front of the eight palaces should be the strongest third-grade A-class disciple."

"Everyone, this year's battle of the nine palaces' A-class disciples begins. The rules are the same every year. First, the nine palaces select battle numbers."

In the past, every champion of the third-grade A-class disciple would receive a large amount of materials and treasures.

Wanyan Qinghong is a top-level strong man who once won the title of the first third-grade A-class disciple.

Through his efforts, coupled with the sect's full efforts to cultivate him, he eventually became the deputy prince of Fenyi Palace.

After Chen Xuan selected the battle number, he came out.

However, the opponent of Fenqi Palace this time is Fenba Palace.

Among the nine palaces, Fenba Palace is relatively strong.

"The opponent is Fenba Palace." Wang Bing said with a gloomy face.

"We met Fenba Palace in the first game." Lei Shaoyun said in a deep voice.

Meeting Fenba Palace made Fenqi Palace very helpless.

However, since things have come to this point, they have no other way.

Half an hour later, the first game began.

There are seven A-level disciples in Fenqi Palace, and nine A-level disciples in Fenba Palace.

The first person to fight in Fenqi Palace is Zhang Zilong.

"Zhang Zilong of Fenqi Palace." Zhang Zilong said to many warriors on the martial arts stage.

"Let me do it."

In an instant, a third-grade A-level disciple in Fenba Palace flew directly to the martial arts stage.

The martial arts stage was immediately filled with mysterious true energy.

Except for Chen Xuan, the cultivation of other third-grade A-level disciples is basically the late fifth level of the Shenxuan realm.

In a short while, the battle on the martial arts stage entered a white-hot stage.

Zhang Zilong became more and more courageous, and finally found an opportunity to defeat the third-grade A-level disciple of Fenba Palace.

"Zhang Zilong wins." The responsible elder said loudly.

At this time, Zhang Zilong got a burning point.

"You have a quarter of an hour to recover." The responsible elder looked at Zhang Zilong and said.

Zhang Zilong shook his head, and the responsible elder left the martial arts stage.

Time passed by bit by bit, and in a blink of an eye, Zhang Zilong had fought eight games.

After the eighth game, several sixth-grade A-class disciples in the viewing area nodded slightly, and then recognized Zhang Zilong.

However, the next moment, Hong Yuanshan walked into the arena.

Hong Yuanshan looked at Zhang Zilong, and then said, "Surrender?"

Zhang Zilong's pupils radiated spiritual light, his face changed, and finally gave up the fight.

"I admit defeat."

Zhang Zilong knew very well in his heart that he was not even a match for Wang Bing and Lei Shaoyun, let alone Hong Yuanshan.

"Hong Yuanshan has the hope of becoming a person like Wanyan Qinghong in the future."

"That's right, Hong Yuanshan's talent is too strong. This time, the first in the battle of third-grade A-class disciples is Hong Yuanshan."

In the following battles, several third-grade A-class disciples were not as strong as Zhang Zilong.

However, Lei Shaoyun won several battles, and after the end, Chen Xuan was ready to go to the high platform.

But he was stopped by Wang Bing.

"Chen Xuan, wait a moment." Wang Bing said, and then he flew to the arena.

Wang Bing showed his amazing strength since the first battle, and won several people in a row with lightning speed.

Finally, his eyes stayed on Hong Yuanshan.

"Hong Yuanshan, come up." Wang Bing said in a deep voice.

Many warriors in the hall were also shocked.

"Wang Bing's strength is too strong, maybe there is a chance to threaten Hong Yuanshan."

In the Fenqi Palace area, Lei Shaoyun said softly: "Chen Xuan, do you think Wang Bing can fight with Hong Yuanshan?"

Chen Xuan thought for a while, then shook his head and said: "Although Wang Bing is strong, he is not Hong Yuanshan's opponent."

"Hong Yuanshan is too strong."

On the arena, Hong Yuanshan gently shook the long sword in his hand and looked at Wang Bing.

Hong Yuanshan said: "The result between us has been decided, you are not my opponent."

"It is impossible to make me, Wang Bing, admit defeat."

The true energy around Wang Bing increased several times.

"Kill!" Wang Bing clenched his sword and suddenly used his unique skills.

His sword suddenly rushed towards Hong Yuanshan.

In an instant, the terrifying aura of the divine sword, carrying the power of flames, rushed towards Hong Yuanshan.

Seeing this, Hong Yuanshan's face changed slightly.

Then, the sword in Hong Yuanshan's hand burst out with a light that ordinary people could not imagine.

Then there were cracking sounds in the air.

Bang!

Wang Bing's body fell under the arena.

A trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale.

This battle made Wang Bing feel very dissatisfied.