Guarding the border: I am sanctified in the flesh

Chapter 32 Breakthrough, Ninth Grade Warrior!
In the next few days, Lu Fan won consecutive battles and successfully advanced to the top 32.

None of the opponents he encountered were strong, and the one with the highest strength was only a ninth-rank middle-level cultivation base.

It seems that this is deliberately arranged.

Let the strong players meet the weak players first, and try to avoid the two masters from meeting in advance.

To ensure that the strong advance to the greatest possible extent, so as to obtain a better ranking.

The basis for judging a player's strength is naturally their results in the basic test, as well as the strength shown in the previous rounds of competition.

The strength shown by Lu Fan is at most the peak cultivation base of the ninth rank, ranking in the twenty or so among all the contestants.

It is in line with the position he gave himself in the first place.

Today is the sixth day of May.

The night before the game.

Lu Fan didn't go to bed early, but sat cross-legged on the bed, practicing exercises.

We're about to advance.

He wanted to see the effect of promotion sooner.

As he operated the exercises, spiritual energy quickly poured into his body.

Run for a week, then enter his dantian, and transform it into his own spiritual power.

His dantian has already been fully charged.

After the excess spiritual power enters the dantian, the dantian is continuously stretched.

There is a thin barrier in the dantian, as long as this barrier can be broken through, the capacity of the dantian can be expanded.

The process of breaking through this barrier is the process of Lu Fan's advancement.

When this barrier is completely broken, he can advance.

Now he has been able to master the basic cultivation techniques proficiently, use his thoughts to control the spiritual power in his body, and break through that layer of obstacles little by little.

I don't know how long it took.

"boom!"

Lu Fan finally broke through that barrier and expanded the capacity of his dantian several times.

promotion!

Ninth rank warrior!
Feeling the full spiritual power in his body, Lu Fan only felt refreshed all over his body, and all the veins in his body were unimpeded.

Open the properties panel.

Name: Lu Fan

Lifespan: 16/99
Power: 10.26
Agility: 2.88
Mental Power: 1.08
Physical strength: 7.09
Cultivation level: Ninth grade

Kung Fu: the basic practice of kung fu is complete
Martial arts: perfect fighting boxing, perfect Liuhe marksmanship
Assignable Attribute Points: 0
These days, Lu Fan's assignable attributes have increased by 1.36, and he still focuses on physical strength and agility respectively.

But just now, after he advanced, his strength increased by 2 points.

Even physical strength has increased by 1 point.

Even his lifespan has been greatly improved.

It will be 100 soon.

It's just that Lu Fan was a bit surprised that the basic cultivation method was only one level, and he had cultivated to the perfection state in less than ten days.

If it wasn't for his participation in the competition, it might only take five days.

"Oh! How can I be so unlucky!"

Pei Jun wailed from the side, "You actually encountered such a monster?"

Ok?
Lu Fan opened his eyes and looked at Pei Jun.

"That's Song Yu, a seventh-rank master."

Pei Jun lamented: "This game is over, I have no chance to advance, I can only see you."

"I'm not playing either."

Xu Bin answered: "My opponent is Zhou Tong. Although he is not a seventh-rank expert, he is not far behind. According to my estimation, he should have the peak strength of the eighth-rank."

"Yang Cheng, what about you?"

The two turned their eyes to Yang Cheng again.

"Me too, hopeless."

Yang Cheng shook his head lightly, "Although my opponent is not as strong as you two, he also has a high-level eighth-rank cultivation. It is completely impossible to win against him."

Hearing this, Lu Fan understood.

The three roommates are discussing tomorrow's game.

Obviously, their opponents are very strong.

Moreover, the weaker the person, the stronger the opponent.

In the same way, the stronger the person, the weaker the opponent.

"Lu Fan, who is your opponent?"

Yang Cheng glanced at Lu Fan and asked, "How is his strength?"

"His name is Lu Rui."

Lu Fan said: "According to my estimation, he should be a high-level cultivation base of the eighth rank."

These days, he has watched many contestants up close.

They have a general understanding of the strength of the contestants.

Like Pei Jun's opponent, Song Yu, although he has a seventh-rank cultivation, he is definitely not the strongest among all the contestants.

Not even in the top five.

It can only be ranked sixth at most.

In Lu Fan's heart, the strongest person should be Qin Yu, then Meng Ran, Cao Ning, and Ye Wuchen who defeated Su Mu.

He recently took a special look at Ye Wuchen. This person is likely to hide his strength just like him.

At least he also has a seventh-rank cultivation base.

Even compared with Cao Ning and Meng Ran, they are not inferior.

As for that Qin Yu, he should be the strongest among all the contestants.

It can be regarded as Lu Fan's biggest opponent.

To get No.1, there must be a battle between him and Qin Yu.

No matter who wins, it will be a miserable victory.

"That's over."

Yang Cheng smiled wryly, and said, "None of the four of us can make it into the top [-]. This time, the whole army will be wiped out."

"Yes."

"Too unlucky."

Xu Bin and Pei Jun also echoed.

"nothing."

Lu Fan comforted: "Even if we lose tomorrow and cannot make it to the top [-], we still have a chance in the loser's bracket. We just need to win the remaining four spots."

"That's right."

Yang Cheng's eyes lit up, "There's still a match in the loser's bracket, sixteen to four, the chances are not small."

"good."

Xu Bin also gave birth to a little hope, "It's fine that the four of us don't meet by then."

"It's okay even if you encounter it, there must be someone who can advance."

Pei Jun answered, "It's better than our entire army being wiped out."

"Too."

Yang Cheng and Xu Bin thought about it, and they both felt that Pei Jun's words made sense.

There are two rounds in the loser's bracket, sixteen to eight, eight to four.

In other words, they need to win two games in a row to win a spot in the top [-].

Losing to one's own people is better than losing to others.

Although they had only been together for a few days, their relationship was very good.

Treat each other as your own.

"Okay, let's talk, I'm going to sleep."

Lu Fan greeted a few people, lay down and fell asleep.

"Let's sleep too."

"it is good."

The three of them thought of tomorrow's game and also lay down.

Recharge your batteries and get ready for tomorrow's battle.

Although it may not be possible to win, what if?
Everyone has a little bit of luck in their hearts.

……

……

the next day.

The seventh day of May.

morning.

In the huge stands of the Martial arts arena, there were almost no empty seats.

The crowd was full of people.

All the small arenas were dismantled, leaving only the biggest arena in the middle.

All future matches will be held on this competition platform.

"Qin Yu!"

"Meng Ran!"

"Cao Ning!"

"Song Yu!"

"Ye Wuchen!"

"Lu Fan!"

……

There was a roar of mountains and tsunami in the stands, and the soldiers were shouting the names of the players with all their strength.

After so many days of elimination, the remaining players have gained many supporters.

Among them, Qin Yu's voice was the highest.

After the interaction, Lu Fan's voice became much quieter.

Mu Qiang has never been short of people.

Especially in this world where the strong are respected.

"In the first match, Lu Rui will face Lu Fan."

The referee stood on the stage, faced the players in the audience, and said, "I invite two players to come on stage."

(End of this chapter)