Chapter 117: Reactions from All Sides

  "Not bad, he's already on the path of martial arts."

  Ming Xin Yuan's Wuchou Shizun made the most accurate judgment about Lu Fan, and several Shizuns beside him nodded in agreement.

  Xingyuan Shizun's face at this time was not only difficult to look at, but also shocked.

  He recognized Lu Fan, a student he had high hopes for in the newcomer trial.

  At first, he was convinced that Lu Fan would be completely ruined after entering the One Yuan Institute. But now, Lu Fan has told him with facts that the One Yuan Institute not only did not ruin him but instead made him successful.

  This intangible aura can be understood by at least a martial artist of the Yuan Gong realm.

  Able to contain the aura within the Yuan Boundary, releasing it solely towards one person without any leakage. Xingyuan Shizun had only heard of such geniuses but never seen one before.

  But today, Lu Fan let him see it.

  In less than a year of entering the hospital, Lu Fan absolutely cannot enter the Yuan Gang realm.

  Xingyuan Shizun couldn't imagine how terrifying the talent was, and how harsh the teaching must have been, to make him learn the intangible aura.

  Looking at his Yin-Yang Institute with thousands and tens of thousands of disciples, there isn't a single one who can achieve it.

  Xingyuan Shizun knew he had already lost, at least in terms of teaching his disciples, he was utterly defeated.

  A faint dimness in his eyes made Star Abyss Master wonder if he had been wrong about the methods he used to cultivate his disciples.

  Is it wrong for them to have a competitive spirit and be unwilling to lag behind?

  He fell into deep thought.

  Yi Qing Shizun was also extremely surprised by Lu Fan's performance.

  To be honest, Lu Fan has no idea how he achieved his current success.

  But he was still happy for Lu Fan, his disciple had achieved this much, and as a master, it was a great comfort.

  On the high platform, he was completely unconscious due to the cold and had been pressed so hard that he didn't even let out a mournful cry.

  Lu Fan slowly withdrew his aura, coming without a shadow and leaving without a trace.

  He doesn't need to release his aura at all, and can crush opponents who are not strong enough just by mobilizing the power of heaven and earth.

  It wasn't until now that Lu Fan truly felt the power of the cyclone.

  After receiving the inheritance of the Ten Directions Immortal Master, his strength had already entered the realm of external refinement.

  At this level, he can also use some of the methods of Qi Refining Masters without being looked down upon.

  The invisible gas was just a small test for him, and it seemed to be quite effective.

  Other warriors, how could they possibly compare to him in terms of controlling the power of heaven and earth? Even if there were some freaks with extraordinary talents, they might be able to use formless energy, but absolutely would not be as effortless and powerful as Lu Fan.

  With this move, Lu Fan was no longer afraid of any internal martial artist or those who had not entered the Refining Qi realm.

  The boundary is not reached, and the number of people has little significance for him.

  A pure warrior, a pure Qi cultivator, may still be killed by a large number of inferior enemies. From this moment on, such a situation will never occur to Lu Fan again.

  Lu Fan could feel himself walking on a mysterious and powerful road that he had never known before.

  The strong one has set out on his journey.

  One yuan wins three games in a row. All doubts, all insults, and all disdain turn into nothingness.

  Instead, it was replaced by the intimidating gaze of students from other colleges.

  Especially when they looked at Lu Fan, their eyes were even filled with horror.

  There's no way, whether it's Han Feng or Chu Hang, at least they used martial skills, made a move, and released their aura, letting everyone see their cultivation realm.

  Win back and let them lose face too, but at least still within an acceptable range.

  But Lu Fan's strength was simply unacceptable to them.

  Just standing there with hands behind back, didn't even exert a bit of strength, the opponent automatically fell down. Was pressed into the bluestone slab, was pressed to the point of directly fainting.

  They have never seen such means, nor even heard of them.

  If it were some mentor or respected teacher who did this, it would be understandable. But Lu Fan, who looks younger than most people present, why is he so strong?

  Moreover, he was beaten motionless by him, and the one who was directly killed was not an ordinary student, but Leng Han, who had been on the martial arts list with a good ranking.

  Dealing with a master like Leng Han is so effortless, then dealing with them would be as easy as crushing an ant with one finger, no, maybe not even using a finger.

  Leng Han was carried away, and the several masters who helped Leng Han with his treatment could feel that Leng Han's skeleton had been crushed out of shape. If the opponent used a bit more force, these bones would shatter and pierce into his internal organs. Yu Hua and others standing on the stage were pale-faced, feeling that they were losing face by just standing there.

  Before Xing Yuan could say anything, they themselves ran down from the stage.

  One Clear Master stood up, walked to the center of the field, picked up the black dragon martial robe floating in mid-air, and threw it directly at Lu Fan: "Lu Fan, catch. We're going back."

  Lu Fan smiled lightly and nodded, walking slowly down from the high platform.

  A pregnant woman walked away with a proud and heroic air, humming a little tune.

  Han Feng, Chu Xing and Dashi stood up together.

  Daoguang Shizun waved his hand and lifted the gold medal with a powerful grasp, then turned around and left.

  "Lu Fang, this move is good, go back and teach me."

  Han Feng and Lu Fan lean on each other's shoulders.

  "Okay, as long as you learn it well. I'll definitely teach you."

  "Count me in too. This move is absolutely effective for picking up girls."

  "Are you learning martial arts just to flirt with girls? You really have no ambition. Land Fan, neither of them has any talent. Why don't you teach me instead? Haha."

  Chu Xing, Han Feng made a "V" shape with his middle fingers at Chu Tian.

  "Come on, let's go back quickly. I'm starving! If I had known earlier, I would have brought Little Black out too."

  A group of people chatted and laughed as they walked further and further away.

  On this side, the students of other colleges have been watching the back of Lu Fan and others disappear from their line of sight before withdrawing their gaze.

  Hengshan Institute, Qiao Xuan opened his big mouth and laughed happily, shaking his head and saying: "This Lu Fan is mine. As long as he comes to Hengshan Institute, he must be the first to fight with me. Whoever dares to force him, I will beat whoever."

  Zhao Kuo said in an ill-tempered tone: "No one is competing with you."

  Others nodded in agreement.

  Qingjian Institute, Xuanfeng hugged his sword and said: "A rare opponent. It seems that I have to go to the Yuanyuan Institute for a trip."

  Mù Suō chuckled and said, "Hehe, you really don't think they can make it to the Qingjian Institute?"

  Xuan Feng smiled slightly and fell silent, holding his sword in his arms.

  Mù Suǒ also shifted his gaze to another side, staring in the direction of Yīn Yáng Yuàn.

  "Ming Xin Yuan, Ling Yao murmured: 'So Lu Fan is this strong now, it seems I also need to work harder. Hmm, when he comes to our Ming Xin Yuan, should I fight him or not? Ah, what a difficult decision.'"

  The Piaoyu Building, Zhang Yuehan's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he played with a round bead in his hand, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up into a smile.

  "Lu Fan, your doom is near."

  Yin Yang Institute, Yan Qing did not say a word, slowly closing his eyes.