Chapter 700: First in the Competition, Quite Sensible

At this time, Meng Tai of the Sun Sect also slowly walked onto the stage.

He stood tall and straight, with strong confidence and fighting spirit in his eyes.

Meng Tai stared at Chen Fan closely, as if he was looking at an opponent who must be defeated.

The two people's eyes met in the air, and a strong fighting spirit burst out instantly.

Although the scene was like this, the two were secretly communicating with each other.

"Last night, the elders of the Sun Sect suddenly summoned me and asked me to lose this competition."

"Why is it like this again?" Chen Fan was puzzled.

"I have informed the master of this news."

"Okay, I have also told the master that he will be here today."

"Okay, then I am relieved. Let's follow the previous plan and perform first. The championship of the competition will still be given to you."

"Yeah."

Just then, the Emperor of Da Gan appeared again, followed by many ministers.

The Centennial Competition has reached the finals. The Emperor of Da Gan cannot not come, and he has more important things to do.

The Emperor of Dagan, wearing a gorgeous dragon robe, walked up to the viewing platform with great dignity, and scanned the audience with a majestic look.

The whole audience was silent for a moment, and everyone saluted.

The Emperor of Dagan raised his hand slightly, signaling everyone to stand up, and then his eyes fell on Chen Fan and Meng Tai.

Chen Fan and Meng Tai felt the emperor's gaze, and their hearts were both trembling.

The Emperor of Dagan said slightly: "Today's battle is the final of the Centennial Competition. The winner will receive supreme honor.

I hope you will go all out, show your true strength, and set a benchmark for Dagan cultivators."

The voice of the Emperor of Dagan was steady and powerful, echoing in the arena.

Chen Fan and Meng Tai saluted at the same time and responded in unison: "We will live up to your majesty's expectations."

The Emperor of Dagan nodded slightly, and continued with a sharp look: "This century-long competition brings together the talents of Dagan, which is a grand event for Dagan.

You are all the best in Dagan's cultivation. Today's finals should show the style of Dagan's cultivation.

I know that the road to cultivation is bumpy, but only after going through hardships can we achieve the great way.

Today's battle, regardless of victory or defeat, will add a strong and colorful stroke to the history of Dagan's cultivation.

I would like to see you bravely move forward, fight to the end, fight for honor, and fight for the glory of Dagan."

The emperor paused, and his voice became more and more powerful. Yan: "I also hope that everyone present here can understand the true meaning of cultivating immortals from this final, so as to inspire future generations to keep making progress.

The prosperity of Dagan is inseparable from the efforts of every cultivator.

Today, I and all the ministers will witness this peak duel together. May the winner be honored and be a role model for everyone.

The loser does not need to be discouraged. He should learn from this experience and forge ahead.

I believe that with your efforts, Dagan's road to cultivating immortals will become wider and wider, and Dagan's future will be more brilliant.

At the same time, the first place in the competition will receive our Dagan treasure, the best heaven-level skills."

After the emperor finished speaking, the atmosphere on the field instantly became more enthusiastic.

Although everyone already knew that the first place in the competition would have this reward, when they heard the words "top-grade heaven-level skills", they still took a breath.

That is the top-grade heaven-level skills!

In the entire Dagan Dynasty, only the royal family has one.

Even the ten great immortal sects and noble families of Dagan have never owned it.

It is not an exaggeration to call it the treasure of Dagan.

On the audience stand, Chen Ze, who had already arrived and controlled a clone, could not help but complain in his heart while listening to the long speech of the Dagan emperor.

"This emperor is really good at talking and is also good at mobilizing emotions. He deserves to be an emperor."

After some polite words, Chen Fan and Meng Tai were ready for battle on the ring.

As the referee stood in the center of the ring, a gong sounded.

"Ding!"

"The final begins!"

At the referee's command, the whole arena was boiling again.

Chen Fan and Meng Tai moved at the same time, and a powerful momentum burst out instantly.

Meng Tai took the lead. His body was like lightning, and he rushed towards Chen Fan in an instant. His fists were sharp and his offensive was extremely fierce.

Chen Fan displayed his agile body skills, his body flashed like a ghost, and every move was accompanied by a fierce momentum.

Meng Tai was not to be outdone. He responded with a fierce move, and the wind from his fists whistled, as if he could tear the air apart.

The audience watched intently, exclaiming from time to time.

They were attracted by this wonderful duel, as if they had forgotten everything.

"Wow! This Meng Tai is really powerful, and his punches are so fierce that it makes people shudder."

"Chen Fan is not inferior. His body movements are agile and his swordsmanship is equally superb. It is really amazing."

"That's natural. When Chen Fan was only in the Jindan realm before, every competition was amazing. What's more, now that he has broken through the Yuanying realm, his cultivation is almost the same as Meng Tai's."

"Seeing their fierce duel, it's hard to imagine how much hard training they have gone through to have such strength."

"This is a real duel between masters! It's so shocking."

"I don't know who will win in the end. It's really exciting."

On the royal viewing platform, Emperor Da Gan also stared at the ring, looking forward to Chen Fan's performance, and also looking forward to the performance of the Lie Ri Zong.

As the fight between the two continued, both Chen Fan and Meng Tai showed their super strength.

The two sides fought back and forth, and the battle gradually entered a white-hot stage.

Just when everyone thought that the game was about to fall into a stalemate, Chen Fan suddenly burst out with a powerful force.

He used a powerful sword technique, and a beam of light shot up into the sky, as if to pierce the sky.

Meng Tai felt this powerful force and knew that he could no longer resist it.

But he did not retreat, but chose to fight back with all his strength.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the two people's power collided with each other, and the spiritual power was agitated.

The entire arena was shaken, and dust was raised all over the sky.

When the dust gradually dissipated, everyone saw Chen Fan still standing on the ring.

Meng Tai had already left the ring, knelt on one knee, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The whole audience was silent, and then a deafening cheer broke out.

The audience was deeply shocked by Chen Fan's powerful blow, and their eyes were full of awe and admiration.

"Chen Fan won! He is so strong, it's unbelievable."

"Is this Chen Fan's strength? It's amazing. He deserves to be the first in this competition."

"Meng Tai is also very powerful, but Chen Fan is better. This game is really exciting."

On the royal viewing platform, Emperor Da Gan nodded slightly, with admiration in his eyes, and then glanced at the position of the people of Lie Ri Zong. He was quite tactful.

"This boy is gifted and powerful. He will become a great man in the future."

Chen Fan stood on the ring with a calm expression, as if all this was within his expectations.

At this time, the referee walked onto the ring and announced loudly: "Chen Fan won the final of this century-long competition!"

The whole audience was boiling again, and the applause and cheers lasted for a long time.

The people of Qingyun Zong were also very excited. They were proud of Chen Fan.

But outside the competition venue, someone silently walked up the cliff.

They only had endless regrets in their hearts, sorry for those who believed in them, and even more sorry for themselves.

Some people were very happy. Fortunately, they had persisted to the end and believed that Chen Fan would win.

At this moment, Chen Ze in the audience suddenly received a voice transmission from his clone.

His expression changed slightly, and then he immediately spread his consciousness to perceive.

Although the opponent was very hidden, he still did not escape Chen Ze's eyes. He soon felt a familiar breath.

At the same time, several more voice transmissions entered his ears. Similar breaths appeared in various places in the competition venue.

Chen Ze's heart moved, and he realized that something might happen.

The person who should come finally appeared.

A group of figures hiding in the dark were quietly looking at the arena at this time.

There was a sharp light in their eyes, as if they were waiting for the opportunity.