That night, Han Fen fell asleep again.

Whenever he encounters a major event, he will always sleep instead of practicing. This seems to have become his habit.

Of course, the reason why Han Fen classified this matter as a "major event" was just because he came to a new world. As for the genius disciple of the underworld mentioned by Gegla, he really didn't take it to heart.

Zhao Yan was arranged to another room. At this time, he was full of anxiety. He decided to follow Han Fan on the devil's path. Now he came to a completely strange world, and he knew nothing about it.

If there was anything that could comfort him, it was the light radiating from Gegra.

Gegla was sitting on the seat outside, holding her chin with her left hand, looking straight ahead, as if observing the endless darkness outside through the thick copper door of the hall.

The second day.

After Han Fen woke up, he tidied his clothes and walked out of the room.

However, he was stunned on the spot. He saw four rows of seats facing east and west in the main hall, with twenty seats in each row. The seats were already filled with monks of all kinds, mostly faces of the older generation.

There were varying numbers of young disciples standing behind, no more than three at most.

Han Fen noticed that elders were coming with their disciples one after another. After observing the seats, he waved his hand to take out a seat and built a new row. The monks who came later also followed suit, and the number was still increasing.

The monks were all talking to each other in a lively manner, but as Han Fan came out, they all looked over.

The door of Han Fen's room was right behind the goddess with two wings engraved on her back. He glanced at the crowd and felt a little confused. He walked around the seat and took a look. Gegla was sitting on the seat.

"What's going on, master?" Han Fen leaned over, leaned over and whispered in Gegra's ear.

"It's what I told you yesterday, some genius disciples in the underworld, they followed their respective masters to mess with you." Gegla also responded to him in a low voice.

"Master, how do you compare with their master?" Han Fan asked again.

"I'm better than them all." Gegla said one after another.

"Okay, then just shout loudly and say there's no competition. If anyone disobeys, you'll beat him." Han Fan glanced at the monks in the hall.

"..." The Nether Realm monks who came from all walks of life had black lines on their faces. This boy definitely told them on purpose. The weakest disciple present was at the peak of the three realms. As long as he was not deaf, he could hear the second

human dialogue.

"It's hard to take action as a teacher." Gegla was embarrassed.

"Why?" Han Fan was puzzled.

"Because I don't want to."

"...Master you."

Han Fan looked sad, looked around, then walked to the next room and knocked on Zhao Yan's door wildly.

"Sir, what's wrong?" Zhao Yan opened the door quickly.

"Come on, come on, we have a life-long friendship after all. Now I am going to fight against all the heroes in the world. How can you just sit back and watch, right?" Han Fen put his arm around Zhao Yan's shoulders.

Zhao Yan glanced at Ge GeLa sitting on the seat with some fear. In fact, Zhao Yan came out and saw the situation outside half an hour ago, but Ge GeLa glanced at him and told him to go back and stay.

Zhao Yan was almost frightened out of his heart by this sight, and only belatedly did he discover the horror of Gegla.

All Gegla's good temper and patience are only for Han Fan.

Just like today's competition, everyone has been waiting for an hour, but no one dared to complain.

Seeing that Gegla didn't look at him, Zhao Yan felt relieved, and at the same time, he confirmed one thing again - Gegla valued Han Fan very much.

"Elders," Han Fan said and bowed, but after doing so he realized that he was used to practicing Confucian etiquette and had ignored this matter. Now that he was doing this in front of many Demon Cult monks, he would inevitably be misunderstood.

"I come from the Zongheng Realm. I once entered the Confucian practice. Now I have entered the demonic path and came to the underworld. Some things from Confucianism will always follow me. It has made me who I am now." Han Fan opened his mouth to explain. He was not worried about these people misunderstanding.

But he said it to his master.

Today, all the seniors and Taoist friends are gathered here. The purpose is clear to me. However, from the beginning of my practice to the present, I have always been able to kill my opponents in an instant at the same level. I am worried that my attack will not be serious. Therefore, if you want to challenge me,

, let’s get through my brother first.” Han Fan said and patted Zhao Yan on the shoulder.

Zhao Yan was a little helpless. Han Fan obviously wanted him to test the depth of these underworld monks, but Han Fan treated him like a brother. This moved Zhao Yan very much and thought that he must perform well.

Han Fen almost covered his mouth and snickered. He moved a few steps and followed the example of the disciples below, standing behind and on the left side of Gegla.

"Who comes first?" Han Fen shouted.

There is no fool who can come here. Everyone is discerning and can see that Zhao Yan is actually a follower of Han Fan.

The status was inferior, so the hall became quiet for a while, no one wanted to lower themselves and stand up.

Gegla's index finger tapped the armrest of the copper seat, making a "thumping" sound.

"In this case, my little disciple has just practiced for five years. He is still underage and is very playful. Zhan'er, go ahead." said an old man with frost-covered hair, his face covered with folds crisscrossed in different shades.

A half-year-old child trotted to the front - a large space between the monks and Gegla.

Gegla waved his hand, and a stage appeared out of thin air.

This child is half the height of Han Fan. His purple hair is tied into a fishbone braid and hangs down behind his back. The child has big eyes, but he has two vertical pupils, which look like two fish when they rotate.

Swim in crystal clear water.

Below is a small nose placed on a rosy round face. He has the baby fat that children have, and there is a faint trace of saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth.

The child was wearing a black robe. The robe was obviously a lot bigger and seemed to be surrounded by a layer of quilt.

Zhao Yan walked onto the stage and looked at the cute child in front of him, and he couldn't bear to take action.

"Brother, will you kill me?" The child's young and ethereal voice echoed in my ears.

"Of course not!" Zhao Yan replied hastily.

"Oh, but I might kill you." The child's voice was still so pleasant, but Zhao Yan's expression changed drastically, and he didn't even have time to react before he saw himself flying.

He flew out of the ring and rolled down a few times before stopping. The child stood in Zhao Yan's previous position, looking innocently at Zhao Yan who had vomited blood.

Han Fan's eyes narrowed subconsciously. Although this kid was only at the peak of the Three Realms, his decisiveness and control of power were not weak at all.

Zhao Yan didn't realize that when the child was talking to him, he actually used a spiritual technique to influence Zhao Yan, and then took advantage of him to attack him unprepared.

But if we really talk about it, Zhao Yan's realm is higher than that of the child. The peak of the three realms and the fourth realm are two levels of existence. Moreover, Zhao Yan is currently practicing Demon Devouring. In the final analysis, there is no doubt about the child's strength.

What Han Fen paid attention to was not the child's strength, but the order of appearance. The child was called out to fight Zhao Yan, which in itself was a sign of self-degradation, but because he was a child, this problem was cleverly avoided. But in front of him

The children are definitely the ones with the lowest cultivation level. The children with the lowest cultivation level can defeat Zhao Yan with one move. What about the later disciples?

"Master, I don't know him." Although he attached great importance to these people in his heart, he was still talking and laughing on the surface.

Zhao Yan stood up, his neck was red. It seemed that he had been defeated by a child with one move, and he felt extremely ashamed.

Han Fan asked about his condition and found out that he was only slightly injured, so he felt relieved.

Gegla seemed to have guessed the outcome a long time ago, and there was no emotion in her voice, "Do you feel confident this time?"

"Yes, yes, I am still invincible at the same level." Han Fan chuckled and walked onto the ring.

"My child, please go down and ask your brother to come up and fight me." After saying this, Han Fan released his cultivation level of the first stage of the Fourth Realm.

This behavior is just to remind everyone that I am only at the beginning of the Four Realms, so those who are too advanced should not come up as soon as possible.

Ever since Han Fen entered the ring, the child had been staring at Han Fen with a pair of vertical eyes, staggering his front and back legs, and arching his back, which he had never done before when facing Zhao Yan.

When most of the disciples present saw the child's posture, their originally casual appearance became serious.

They began to observe Han Fen carefully.

Eighty percent of the disciples present know this child's identity, and his talent is definitely one of the top ones. This is one point, and another point is that the child's blood is mixed with some mythical beast blood.

His sensitivity to danger exceeds that of everyone present, and even some of the older generation of masters feel inferior to him.

Therefore, when they saw the child facing Han Fan as if he was facing a formidable enemy, they began to pay real attention to Han Fan.

Han Fen just stood there casually, looking at the child with a smile.

After a long time, the child grinned: "Since my brother said so, it's better to be respectful than to obey." Then he slowly backed up and jumped off the ring. It was not until he was out of the ring that the child dared to relax his body and his movements became normal again.

nature.

Han Fen smiled back at him, then turned to look at the main hall.
Chapter completed!