You think I have mixed spiritual roots? I became an immortal through a spirit gourd, so what are you

"Laugh, laugh, what's so funny? Not everyone is like those family scions who have inherited wealth and status." Liu Qiaogui, sitting below the stage, glared fiercely at the disciples who were laughing at him, his face flushed red.

In fact, Chen Huai'an had considered that participating in this challenge might allow him to obtain a suitable weapon.

He had several daggers, but these were things that couldn't be used in the open. If he took them out to fight, they would attract the attention of those with ulterior motives, which would be troublesome.

However, if he were to purchase it with spirit stones, it would be available at the trade fair. But the problem is that he is a new disciple without a powerful background. If he rashly spends a large amount of spirit stones to buy equipment, he will also be targeted by others.

Therefore, Chen Huai'an thought of using a wooden sword to fight his enemies. That way, let them laugh if they want. After the challenge ends, he only needs to show his talent a little and bring out something that matches his strength, and he won't be targeted.

This is also why Chen Huai'an wanted to participate in the challenge.

If you want to be a coward, a menial disciple isn't worth being a good dog for. If you want to be a coward, you should become an outer disciple and be a coward.

Outer disciples all have their own independent cave dwellings, unlike menial disciples who live in a courtyard with several other people. They can choose a place with abundant spiritual energy to build their own cave dwelling, and can do some planting or raising around the cave dwelling. When they take out some good things, they will have a source and will not be coveted by those with ulterior motives.

Otherwise, there would be many inconveniences in doing things on this miscellaneous peak.

As soon as Chen Huai'an took out his wooden broadsword, a burst of laughter erupted from all around. However, Chen Huai'an remained unmoved. He knew that his weapon did not have any advantage, but he was strong and could use skillful force to deflect the opponent's power. Even if the opponent had a weapon, he would not be afraid.

If it weren't for the need to conceal his identity, he could have won the match with his bare hands.

"Useless trash, die!" Zhang Fugui roared, relying on the sharpness of his weapon to launch an attack on Chen Huai'an.

Because he was stronger than Zhang Fugui, he saw the opponent's powerful and imposing attacks as full of holes.

He was far stronger than his opponent and could have easily swept him aside, but he didn't. Instead, he relied on the wooden sword in his hand to dodge with great difficulty.

"Useless trash, all you can do is hide? Don't you dare to fight me fair and square?" After a few rounds, Zhang Fugui couldn't even touch the hem of Chen Huai'an's clothes, let alone hurt him. Instead, the wooden knife in Chen Huai'an's hand hit him, making him wince in pain.

If Chen Huai'an had been holding a sharp weapon instead of a wooden sword, he would have been seriously injured.

Actually, the fight should have ended when Chen Huai'an injured Zhang Fugui with his wooden sword, but Zhang Fugui did not admit defeat, and the referee did not call a stop, so the fight had to continue.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" A cold glint flashed in Chen Huai'an's eyes. Since the Zhang family didn't know what was good for them, he wouldn't be polite to them. He had to win this battle today.

Chen Huai'an didn't hold back, but he didn't unleash his full power either; he simply controlled his strength to the full extent of the fifth level of the mid-stage Body Refinement Realm.

Previously, he practiced this Flame Blade Technique alone, but found it tedious and didn't make much progress even after practicing for a long time.

When using the Flaming Blade Technique, in the instant of engaging with the enemy, things that previously seemed obscure and difficult to understand now suddenly become clear.

This move can actually be performed like this.

Zhang Fugui was struggling, but Chen Huai'an was playing with unusual excitement.

Real combat and arduous training are two completely different concepts. Training in a space or in your residence is just theoretical. But now, Chen Huai'an's battle with Zhang Fugui has given him real combat experience. Things he didn't understand before, he now understands immediately.

Chen Huai'an was practicing his sword skills with Zhang Fugui, giving the impression that they were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle.

However, Zhang Fugui was in a bad mood. Chen Huai'an was definitely his greatest rival. If Chen Huai'an had been wielding a large sword, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

Fortunately, this guy is a penniless wretch. He doesn't have spirit stones to buy powerful equipment. No, if he had silver to buy some worldly weapons, the outcome of this battle would definitely have been reversed.

"Damn it, you forced me to do this. Today, I'm going to kill you!" Zhang Fugui roared, then bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood. After that, his swordsmanship became fierce and domineering.

Zhang Fugui has now abandoned all defense. Now, he just wants to kill Chen Huai'an. Hearing the discussions below the stage, he is also furious. How could he be inferior to this piece of trash Chen Huai'an? He must win today and advance, even if it means getting injured.

"You think you're worthy of fighting to the death?" Chen Huai'an originally wanted to practice swordsmanship with the other party, but this guy was willing to get injured to severely injure him, so how could he not comply with the other party's wishes?

The wooden sword's blade struck Zhang Fugui directly in the chest, then he yanked it down with tremendous force, leaving a gaping, gruesome wound on Zhang Fugui's chest.

Blood gushed from the wound, a truly gruesome sight, and Zhang Fugui let out a bloodcurdling scream.

Chen Huai'an had no intention of letting the other party off easily. If Zhang Fugui refused to admit defeat, then he would beat him until he did.

Chen Huai'an leaped up and, with lightning speed, kicked Zhang Fugui to the ground. Before Zhang could react, his foot landed squarely on Zhang's chest.

"Chen Huai'an wins!" The referee's voice suddenly rang out on the stage.

Zhang Fugui had been severely injured, and Chen Huai'an had won the battle.

"Damn, he won! Brother Chen actually won!" Liu Qiaogui and the others in the audience couldn't help but curse when they saw Chen Huai'an turn the tide of the battle in the blink of an eye.

Just moments ago, the battle was fiercely contested, but in the blink of an eye, Chen Huai'an turned the tide and secured victory.

Many of the menial disciples were completely confused about this, but the referee, the outer disciple at the Qi Refining Realm, saw it very clearly.

In this battle, Chen Huai'an won the competition with overwhelming force. If it weren't for the fact that Chen Huai'an's weapon was inferior, the battle would have ended long ago.

"Chen Huai'an, you piece of trash, you just wait. This isn't over. My Zhang family will never let you get away with this." Zhang Fugui stepped down from the stage, staring intently at Chen Huai'an. He vowed to avenge this grudge.

"Useless trash. Between you and me, who is the useless trash? You can't even beat a piece of trash, so aren't you even worse than a piece of trash?" Chen Huai'an glanced at the other party and said indifferently.

"puff!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fugui coughed up a mouthful of blood. He was already injured, and Chen Huai'an's words only exacerbated his condition, causing him to become even more enraged.

"Brother Chen, you're amazing! You actually won!" Liu Qiaogui shouted from below the stage, celebrating for Chen Huai'an.

"It's not that I'm good, it's that the opponent is too weak," Chen Huai'an said calmly.

This battle was inherently unequal, but he also knew that his opponents would become stronger and stronger, and those who were just there to make up the numbers would be eliminated in the first round.

"Alright, Brother Chen, you should sit down and rest. There are still several battles to fight today," Liu Qiaogui said hurriedly.

Next, it was his turn, and he didn't know if he could win.

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A gathering place for Zhang family disciples.

"Useless trash, good-for-nothing! You can't even handle a piece of trash at the fifth level of the mid-stage Body Refinement Realm. You really are useless." A disciple of the Zhang family looked at the seriously injured Zhang Fugui and coldly reprimanded him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what should we do next? Should we continue to send people to deal with this good-for-nothing today?" a Zhang family disciple asked.