The Strongest Cultivation System

"Your master? I'm sorry I offended too many people. I really don't know who your master is." Luo Fann casually shrugged his shoulders and looked at the young man in front of him indifferently.    

"Hehehe, you are very arrogant! We are disciples of Blackheaven Sect, and my master is Elder Pan Yi. You have offended him, so you better pray that you don't run into me during the blind selection. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be so lucky! "    

With that, the young man turned around and left with his brothers.    

Liu Yan looked at the back of the young man and whispered to Luo Fann, "Vice Sect Master, this kid is too arrogant!"    

Luo Fann smiled and did not say anything. What was the use of being arrogant? Only those who had the ability could do it!    

"Cough cough! Everyone fell silent! " It is my honor to have you all participate in the annual sect competition. Our sect competition is also a platform, a platform provided by a cultivator with fake abilities. As long as you are capable, you will have the opportunity to be chosen by the sect! From now on, your future is limitless! "    

The middle-aged cultivator on the platform had an excited and impassioned expression, but little did he know that only a few people below the stage had actually heard him. They exchanged the information they had obtained while waiting for the middle-aged man to finish his nonsense.    

After an hour, the middle-aged man finally said, "Okay! Next, we will proceed with the first round, and randomly pick the number! Each number corresponds to a cultivator, and the one you pick is your opponent! "    

As soon as he finished speaking, the outer sect disciple was already holding a large crystal ball, and on top of it was a large crystal ball that allowed an arm to enter and exit, starting from left to right, allowing the cultivator to draw a number to match it.    

Luo Fann unfolded the piece of paper in his hand, and shockingly, a number was written on it: Number 1008    

After everyone had drawn the paper, they began to register and mate. By the time it was over, the sky had already darkened. Everyone returned to their respective stations to rest and wait for the final result.    

Liu Yan looked at Luo Fann with a nervous expression and kept muttering: "Vice Sect Master, who do you think my opponent will be? Will his realm be higher than mine? " Do you know if I will be eliminated in the first round? I was worried about not sleeping last night. "    

Luo Fann helplessly turned his head to the side and looked at the competition that had begun on the stage. His number was at the back, so he wasn't in a hurry. He could observe everyone's strength.    

"Next, Liu Yan of Radiant Light Sect versus Lu Zihao of Blackheaven Sect!"    

The person who stood up with Liu Yan was one of the young men who had been threatening Luo Fann yesterday. When he saw the fierce look in the young man's eyes, Luo Fann secretly stuffed something into Liu Yan's hand before Liu Yan went on the stage.    

"Kid! I heard that you are also one of the people who offended our elders that day! Do you understand that a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake!? A mere middle-stage Golden Core Realm dares to participate in the sect competition. You are truly overestimating your ability. "Today, I will teach you what it means to do your best!"    

As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful pressure instantly locked onto Liu Yan and pressed down on him. Immediately, Liu Yan's face turned ugly.    

Luo Fann was fully focused on Liu Yan's situation on the stage. His expression was unusually serious.    

"What's wrong? Worried? Hehe, the thing that Luo Fann made you worry about is still at the back. Do you know my number? 1,008! Isn't it very familiar? "    

Luo Fann suddenly turned around and looked at the young man who had appeared behind him at some point in time. He was still wearing the same grey robe, and he still had an arrogant expression on his face.    

He frowned slightly, "You are my opponent? We are really fated to meet!" As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding exclamations instantly pulled Luo Fann back onto the stage.    

At this moment, Liu Yan had already been knocked down to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was ashen and dispirited.    

"Aren't you guys going too far? Sometimes, being too arrogant isn't necessarily a good thing. Don't you know that your master created this situation because of his arrogance? "A dignified Sect Elder is afraid of his own actions, yet he still wants his disciple to take action. It's really sad to say it out loud!"    

The young man was flustered and exasperated because of Luo Fann's words. He turned his head and looked at the people around him. He forcefully suppressed his anger and snorted coldly. His pair of eyes stared at Luo Fann like a poisonous snake and said, "Luo Fann. Remember what you have said now. Wait for a while on the stage. I will definitely beat you until you kneel down in front of everyone and kowtow before me to admit your mistakes! Your friend doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore! Instead of having time to be angry with me here, why don't you go on the stage and see if he's dead or alive!"    

Luo Fann, who had regained his senses, quickly turned around and ran up the stage. He held Liu Yan, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, in his arms.    

"Liu Yan, are you alright? Come, eat this Pill!"    

Liu Yan opened his eyes and looked at Luo Fann. He forced himself to be alert and the corner of his mouth twitched. "Vice Sect Master, you really have good foresight! If it wasn't for the Soul Stabilising Pill you gave me in advance, I'm afraid I would have stayed here today!"    

Luo Fann ate the Pill with his hand. Liu Yan's expression gradually turned for the better as he felt the spirit energy that was slowly filling up in his body once again.    

Luo Fann carried Liu Yan off the stage and found someone to bring Liu Yan back. Luo Fann quietly waited for his turn to go on the stage.    

Seeing the surrounding disciples go on the stage one by one, losing or winning, when it was finally Luo Fann's turn, there was a burst of cheers from the surrounding disciples.    

Standing on the stage, without waiting for the young man opposite him to speak, Luo Fann rushed over like a cheetah. The two of them exchanged blows and were evenly matched.    

Gradually, the young man began to show signs of defeat under Luo Fann's intense attacks. Just as he was distracted, Luo Fann knocked him to the ground.    

Peng Li held his chest and looked at Luo Fann unwillingly. "How is this possible? "You are only at the early Nascent Soul stage. How could you hurt me?"    

"In this competition, Luo Fann from the Radiant Light Sect wins!"    

Peng Liqiang quickly stood up and shouted angrily in the direction of the trial, "The winner has not been decided yet! "I can still continue to fight, what right do you have to judge me to lose! I refuse to accept this! "Do you dare to fight me again!?"    

The second half of the sentence was clearly directed at Luo Fann. The intense resentment in his eyes made Luo Fann slightly squint his eyes.    

"I don't think that's necessary. I don't need to waste my time with you here. Sure enough, whatever kind of master and disciple there is, I can't afford to lose either!"    

With that, he turned around and walked down the stage.    

A burst of whispering and discussion inadvertently reached Luo Fann's ears.    

"I really didn't expect that Peng Liqiang, a talented disciple of the Blackheaven Sect, would be defeated so easily!"