The Female Lord Of Resentment, And The Eighteen-Winged Six Seraphs

Chapter 742 Can’T Be Hurt At All

His opponent's name was Wu Pengfei, a fat man with a third level of Xuanwu realm and a huge body.

Seeing that Shen Xuan showed no resistance, Wu Pengfei couldn't help but mocked: "Haha, boy, aren't you going to surrender and admit defeat? In this case, maybe you can save a life!"

"Sorry, I'm afraid that if I give up on my own initiative, you will tire me to death!" Shen Xuan smiled slightly.

Wu Pengfei was stunned for a moment, with a look of anger on his face, and shouted: "You brat, how dare you look down on me, I'll kill you!"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Wu Pengfei swung his fists and smashed them wildly, with both fists and feet coming out.

Shen Xuan crossed his arms across his chest, as steady as a mountain!

Wu Pengfei beat him randomly, but he couldn't hurt Shen Xuan even a little bit.

"This guy is so awesome!"

"Wu Pengfei actually has no way to deal with him!"

"I guess he is conserving his energy to deal with 510 opponents!"

The inner court disciples who were watching the battle were talking a lot and expressed their surprise.

Wu Pengfei's strength is very good, but it's a pity that he met a pervert like Shen Xuan!

After a violent attack, Wu Pengfei was panting and sweating from exhaustion.

He raised his head and glared at Shen Xuan fiercely, and shouted in a deep voice: "I won't play anymore, I admit defeat!"

"Wow"

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding disciples were in an uproar.

"Wu Pengfei, what's wrong with you?"

"You are an inner disciple, and you actually surrender to an outer disciple?"

"what a shame!"

"(cjed) A disgraceful idiot!"

The disciples in the inner courtyard who were watching scolded him one after another.

Wu Pengfei's face turned red and he felt extremely embarrassed, but he did not dare to contradict these inner courtyard disciples. After all, they were all masters.

"Now that you've given up, get out of here!"

Shen Xuan said indifferently, walked straight to the ring, and sat down cross-legged.

"Humph!" Wu Pengfei glared at Shen Xuan hatefully, and then walked off the ring angrily.

Subsequently, the second round of assessment officially started.

In the first set of competitions, Shen Xuan defeated his opponent with an overwhelming advantage!

In the second set of competitions, Shen Xuan once again won with a crushing attitude!

"Damn it, what kind of freak is this guy Shen Xuan? His cultivation at the fourth level of the Xuanwu Realm can actually easily kill his opponent at the third level of the Xuanwu Realm!"

"Holy crap! Isn't Shen Xuan too fierce?"

"He must have taken some kind of pill..."

Seeing Shen Xuan standing proudly on the stage, the disciples in the inner courtyard who were watching were all shocked.

Shen Xuan's strong performance attracted the attention of the inner court disciples in the square.

"Junior Brother Shen Xuan is so powerful!"

"As expected of my idol!"

Li Yuanba and Shen Xuan stood side by side on both sides of the ring, listening to the discussions of the disciples in the inner courtyard around them, with a deep look of joy on their faces.

This kind of attention is really exciting.

Then, the third group, the fourth group, the fifth group...

In just a quarter of an hour, Shen Xuan won fifteen battles in succession.

At this moment, his total points reached more than 5,600 points, ranking tenth on the list of inner disciples.

Opposite Shen Xuan, a young man in black looked at him with a gloomy expression. He was Roger, who was ranked number one in Court B.

"Senior brother Shen Xuan, senior brother Luo is very powerful. He once defeated five inner disciples in a row." At this time, Li Yuanba reminded in a low voice.

"Yeah, I know." Shen Xuan nodded gently.

"Shen Xuan, are you sure you don't want to give up?" Roger asked with a sneer.

"There's so much nonsense. If you want to fight, do it quickly!" Shen Xuan waved his hand impatiently.

Roger's eyes flashed coldly: "Well, you have to be careful!"