Chapter 12 You Are Not Worthy of Being Named Forever

"Just barely, it's OK."

Chen Hui smiled and crossed his legs to practice without saying anything.

He was willing to resist the sword energy even if he was covered in wounds. This is a ruthless person!

As the rich spiritual energy was injected into his body, the scars on Chen Hui's body were recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"My son Chen Hui has the appearance of a genius!"

Chen Wanlong looked proud and calm, but in fact he was more excited than anyone else.

Fang Yan entered the Earth Spirit Realm, and there was no suspense about his first place in the clan competition.

Since Chen Hui had defeated He Shenghuan, as long as he performed normally in the second round, it would be easy for him to take the second place.

As time passed, only Ye Chen and Fang Yan were left in the field, and they had not yet made a move.

At this time, Qiu Xi's eyes fell on Ye Chen, and he said indifferently, "You came to participate in the clan competition, but you dare not take action. Did you, Ye Chen, come here to embarrass yourself? If so, then I can only say that you succeeded."

"Waste, now, open your eyes and watch!"

Fang Yan smiled contemptuously, and his figure soared into the sky like a roc spreading its wings.

Boom!

The aura was revealed, shocking all around.

"Earth Spirit Realm!"

Ye Hen shouted loudly, with fear in his pupils.

He never thought that Fang Yan actually climbed to the Earth Spirit Realm, which was too exaggerated!

Chen Hui and He Shenghuan were only in the Human Spirit Realm.

Ye Chen recovered his cultivation, but he was only in the Human Spirit Realm.

Fang Yan, why is it so terrifying?

Swish! Swish! Swish!

His body was like lightning, with fleeting light and shadows.

Before all the disciples could react, Fang Yan actually soared to a height of a hundred feet.

Compared with Chen Hui and He Shenghuan, he was obviously much more relaxed.

One hundred and fifty feet!

One hundred and eighty feet!

Two hundred feet!

Fang Yan's protective aura was stronger than others, and he did not move at all even if the sword energy pierced him.

When he reached two hundred and forty feet, he finally began to feel the pressure growing.

Fang Yan took a deep breath, straightened his body, squeezed out the last bit of strength, and continued to rise.

Fierce and arrogant.

Although it was very slow, it did not stop at all.

"Hah!"

Accompanied by a low shout, Fang Yan's protective aura collapsed.

The height was also reached, two hundred and seventy-one feet!

"I'm afraid my record is unprecedented and will never be surpassed."

Fang Yan stopped, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

With a move in his heart, he took out the spiritual sword from the ring and began to carve words on the smooth stone wall.

"Prince, what are you doing?"

"I don't know, it seems like you are carving words."

Everyone below looked up.

Stroke by stroke, the dragon and the phoenix danced.

Fang!

Yan!

"Hahahaha, this is called, leaving a name for eternity!"

Fang Yan laughed wildly and opened his arms.

Enjoying the glory of this moment!

In the future clan competition, when those geniuses climbed this stone wall, they suddenly found that the words "Fang Yan" were like an insurmountable mountain, pressing down on their heads.

No matter how hard they tried, they could not cross it.

How wonderful!

If you can't leave some traces in your life, wouldn't it be a waste?

Then, Fang Yan's body fell to the ground with a roar.

An exaggerated aura bloomed from the Soul Gathering Sword Formation, which was more intense and conspicuous than everyone else's!

The aura gift he received from the formation exceeded the sum of all people.

"See? This is what we call a genius!"

Fang Yuan suddenly stood up, his eyes sharp, "My son Fang Yan has engraved his name on the stone wall at a height of 271 feet. I dare to ask, who can break this record? Who can break it?"

The whole audience was silent, and there was no sound.

He Hu and Chen Wanlong both looked a little gloomy.

But, there was no way.

Who made Fang Yan more favored by the princess?

Boom!

A burst of spiritual energy exploded.

After Fang Yan merged the spiritual energy, he opened his eyes and a satisfied look flashed across his face.

Then, he pointed at Ye Chen and shouted, "Waste, this is the height you can only look up to in your life!"

Qiu Xi stood up and took the initiative to applaud, "It is a blessing for Qingguo to have such a genius. Next, let's start the second round of clan competition, the ring battle!"

"Hmph, you probably forgot one person?"

Ye Chongshan snorted coldly, very dissatisfied.

Ye Chen hasn't competed yet, so why did he enter the next round?

Qiu Xi obviously did this on purpose!

"Master Ye, do you want a piece of trash to tarnish the meaning of the clan competition?"

A glimmer of contempt flashed across Qiu Xi's beautiful eyes, "Why not ask them first if they agree or not."

"It's a humiliation to me to let Ye Chen compete with me on the same stage."

Fang Yan put his hands behind his back, looking arrogant.

He took the lead in expressing his opinion.

"The prince is right, don't tarnish this spirit gathering sword formation!"

The others also sneered and acted recklessly.

Ye Hen laughed bitterly with some despair, "Ye Chen, didn't you recover your cultivation? Why didn't you dare to say a word for a long time in the face of Fang Yan's provocation?"

"Recovered your cultivation?"

When this was said, everyone was shocked.

Fang Yan also frowned.

There is such a thing?

All eyes looked at Ye Chen.

Finally, Ye Chen walked out with an indifferent look.

"You want to leave a name for eternity, are you worthy of it?"

It seemed that he was responding to Fang Yan's previous words.

"You are quite tough, I want to see how high you can reach."

Fang Yan sneered at this.

Even if you have recovered your cultivation, what does it matter? I am now the strength of the Earth Spirit Realm. Even if I look at the entire Qing Kingdom, I am definitely the leader of the younger generation!

Chen Hui also sneered, "Ye Chen, you must be careful, don't die in the sword energy."

"Originally, I disdain to compete with you, but you are too noisy."

"Now, shut up!"

Ye Chen spoke word by word, his voice was steady and slow.

A fierce fighting spirit suddenly burst out from his eyes.

The blood in his body was boiling.

The breath burst out!

What cats and dogs dare to show their presence in front of him?

Accompanied by the strong fighting spirit, Ye Chen stepped on the ground with both feet and flew high!

Boom!

The ground shook violently.

The place where Ye Chen landed before was cracked.

Many disciples were pale.

How can this waste be so strong?

"Human Spirit Realm?"

Qiu Xi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold killing intent bloomed from them.

Unexpectedly, this waste has recovered his cultivation.

Indeed, it is more difficult than before.

However, it is all in vain.

Fang Yan is in the Earth Spirit Realm and has a spiritual sword in hand. It should be easy to kill him.

The next round of clan competition will be your death!

Ye Chen's figure is like a cannonball rising into the sky.

Without waiting for the second effort, he has already crossed a hundred feet!

"This waste is so fast!"

There is a look of fear in He Shenghuan's eyes.

One hundred and fifty feet!

Two hundred feet!

Two hundred and fifty feet!

Under the cliff, Fang Yan's expression has become extremely ugly.

Actually, it's not the end yet?

The disciples of the other three clans are going crazy.

Everyone can see how fast Ye Chen's momentum is.

Far better than the previous Fang Yan!

When he reached two hundred and seventy-one feet, Ye Chen suddenly stopped.

What is he going to do?

Everyone's heart was trembling.

"I said, you don't deserve to be remembered forever!"

A cold smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips.

He then stretched out his hand and wiped out the word "Fang Yan" out of thin air!