Perhaps when Yan Chutian became a pinnacle Saint Son, he had quite a reputation, but when Jin Lan repeatedly spoke contemptuously to him, he did not respond. Thus, the attitude of the Southern Domain disciples towards him became hostile.
To them, Yan Chutian didn't dare to accept the challenge and purposely hid himself. So, how could they be nice to someone as cowardly as a mouse?
Now, in the Heavenly Secret Conference, they believed that Yan Chutian had come out to make a fool of himself. They feared that he would be suppressed by Jin Lan in an instant. Just thinking of that scene made them feel deeply humiliated.
The mocking voices were like waves that kept on coming. Even the cheers from before had disappeared. Only Zhou Qing was left at a loss and didn't know what to do.
This situation made Jin Lan smile sarcastically. He said to Yan Chutian, "Tsk, tsk … it seems like you don't have much of a place in their hearts."
Yan Chutian's expression was calm. It seemed that no matter how the disciples reacted, they couldn't affect him.
The calm Yan Chutian stared at Jin Lan indifferently. His gaze seemed to be able to see through Jin Lan's shell. It made him feel very uncomfortable.
"Isn't this what you want?"
Jin Lan's gaze turned cold. He then sneered and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "So what if I am? Right now, in the eyes of the Southern Region disciples, you are nothing but a coward. Later, I will help you live up to this title. Enjoy it! "
However, even though Jin Lan had said such straightforward words, Yan Chutian's expression remained calm from beginning to end. This made him very puzzled. Why was the other party not flustered and exasperated at all?
It felt like he had punched a ball of cotton with all his might, but it was completely useless.
But even so, Jin Lan wouldn't change his mind. In his opinion, Yan Chutian's heart should be burning with rage right now, and he was merely clenching his teeth and enduring.
But it didn't matter. Once he stepped on Yan Chutian, Yan Chutian's disguise would be completely torn apart. Jin Lan was rather curious. Curious as to what kind of madness was hidden under Yan Chutian's unperturbed face?
At the same time, after two consecutive victories, some of the Elders of the Northern Region laughed proudly. The Northern Region disciples were arrogant and domineering. Of course, they were the same. Otherwise, they wouldn't have such a disciple.
At this time, a middle-aged Holy Son with a big belly glanced at Han Chen. Even though he was far away, he said telepathically, "I'm sorry, Elder Han Chen. I heard that this person is one of the disciples you brought back. Unfortunately, because of Jin Lan, he will have to stop here...
Hearing this, Han Chen coldly glanced at the other party, anger gradually growing in his heart. . as usual, this fatty had a cheap mouth.. and never let go of any opportunity to mock him..
However, with Zhu Yun present, it was impossible for him to make a move in the end. He could only pause for a moment before saying with a fake smile, "Then I'll congratulate the Northern Region in advance. However, I still have to remind Elder that it's best to be careful until the last moment. Don't fail miserably."
"Hahaha … It's just a small ditch. Just crush it. How can it make a huge ship capsize?"
"Heh …"
On the stage, Yan Chutian and Jin Lan had both landed. Jin Lan would not be the slightest bit courteous. Since he had already said those ruthless words, he would naturally do as he said.
His body moved slightly. In the blink of an eye, his body transformed into several afterimages. He appeared in front of Yan Chutian like a ghost and slammed his palm down.
This palm contained the full power of a fourth level Elixir. If an ordinary third level Elixir cultivator took it head-on, they would be blown away immediately because the gap between the two was too big.
But Yan Chutian was an exception. Even though he was only a first level Elixir cultivator, he could overcome all difficulties and become one of the top Holy Sons in the Southern Region.
So, it was not a problem for him to take this palm head-on.
When the palms collided, turbulent air waves were sent flying. But as the spiritual energy surged, Yan Chutian's thin and small body didn't move at all. This made the proud disciples of the Northern Region a little surprised. It seemed that the situation wasn't as they thought.
At the same time, Jin Lan was also a little surprised. He knew the power of his own attack best. This seemingly ordinary palm was enough to defeat a third level Elixir cultivator. How could this guy, who was only a first level Elixir cultivator, take it head-on?
"Heh … you have some skills. Some rumors aren't completely fabricated."
After the initial shock, Jin Lan still sneered mockingly. Since the other party was a top Holy Son of the Southern Region, he should have some strength. Otherwise, if he was easily defeated by Jin Lan, the Southern Region would really lose face.
But so what if he had some resistance? He, Jin Lan, was not someone who could be casually defeated. The attack just now was just a test. He hadn't used his real strength yet!
In the next moment, Jin Lan stomped on the stage. A circle of shocking spiritual energy ripples quickly spread out. In the midst of this impact, spiritual energy surged and gathered in his body like a waterfall. In a moment, it condensed into a stone platform. As it trembled slightly, majestic power surged wildly. It was extremely shocking.
"Beyond the Heavens Stage!"
Jin Lan muttered. The moment the final word rang out, the entire stone platform violently trembled. Shortly after, it began to descend towards Yan Chutian. From the looks of it, it seemed that it was going to smash him into a meat patty.
Obviously, Jin Lan had used his real strength!
At this moment, many of the disciples of the Northern Region sneered. In their opinion, since Jin Lan had used such a spiritual technique, the outcome of the battle should be decided.
How could a mere Level One Elixir be a match for a Level Four Elixir cultivator, no matter how strange it was?!
"Boom …!"
As the stone platform pressed down, Yan Chutian did not evade. Instead, he chose a scene that many people found hard to understand. He actually used his body to meet the stone platform head-on!
This caused countless people who were not optimistic about him to snort disdainfully. Jin Lan was using a Spirit technique attack and Yan Chutian actually chose to use his body to block it. If this was not courting death, what else could it be?
However, what they didn't know was that Yan Chutian had tempered a second grade Profound Yang Body. That was why he dared to do such a bold thing. The strength of a second grade Profound Yang Body was something that Yan Chutian had already estimated after many battles.
Bang …!
The muffled sound of the stone platform and the body colliding rang out repeatedly. However, what surprised countless people was that when the stone platform collided, the seemingly thin and small body did not show any signs of collapsing. Instead, the indestructible stone platform rapidly collapsed and turned into nothingness.
This result caused quite a stir, especially the disciples of the Northern Region. At this moment, their mouths were wide open and their faces were full of disbelief. This result was truly a little unexpected.
At the same time, the disciples of the Southern Region were also shocked. They could not believe it. Could it be that the miracles that Yan Chutian had created in the Southern Region could be extended to this day?
Looking at the collapse of his spiritual technique and the unscathed opponent, Jin Lan's face darkened. This result was completely different from what he had expected. According to his expectations, after being attacked by his spiritual technique, even if the opponent could still hold on, he should have been injured. How could this be?
"Ahem … Elder Han's disciple is quite capable."
In the group of elders of the Northern Region, the big-bellied middle-aged Elder had an unnatural expression as he spoke to ease his embarrassment. However, Han Chen did not pay attention to him at all. His words were completely muttered to himself, so he could not ease his embarrassment. Instead, he became even more furious.
Therefore, he could not help but secretly snort angrily. Then, he coldly looked at Yan Chutian from afar. He did not believe it. Previously, the Chosens of the Southern Region, who were all at the fourth level of the Primal Core stage, had all lost at the hands of the Chosens of the Northern Region. How could a mere first level Primal Core disciple before him possibly overturn the situation?
After his attack failed, Jin Lan's face darkened. However, because of this, he no longer held back. He immediately activated the spiritual inscriptions on his Elixir and used his most powerful technique.
"Immortal Crane Inscription!"
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