At this time, Chen Lei naturally didn't know that he had been targeted by a powerful elder of the sect. He stood on the stage and looked forward.
There, a beautiful girl named Tingting, wearing silver armor, stood.
Her whole body exudes a holy light, even her hair is almost covered with silver luster, her legs are straight and slender, her waist is like a willow, and she has amazing elasticity. She looks weak, but gives people a feeling of being heroic and valiant. It is Fanshiyu.
In Fan Shiyu, two completely opposite temperaments, gentleness and strength, are perfectly integrated into one, creating a fascinating aura.
Nowadays, many disciples of Xuantian Sect have regarded Fan Shiyu as a goddess. She is called one of the ten goddesses of Xuantian Sect and is extremely popular among all the disciples.
Fan Shiyu looked at Chen Lei from a distance and said softly, "Brother Chen, you are no match for me. You and Junior Sister Nie Qianran came from Qingyang Town together. I don't want to attack you and hurt our relationship. You should just admit defeat."
Chen Lei touched his nose, feeling depressed. Damn it, he was looked down upon, especially by such a stunning beauty.
He knew that Fanshiyu said this with good intentions and didn’t want to hurt him.
However, such words would be too hurtful to his self-esteem as a man. If he was so cowardly, how would he face people in the future? He would probably not be able to hold his head up for many years.
Chen Lei showed a harmless smile and said, "Junior Sister Fan, Junior Sister Nie is Junior Sister Nie, and I am me. You don't have to show mercy to me because of Junior Sister Nie.
Likewise, I will not show mercy to you for this reason. I will never give up this battle, and I also have reasons why I cannot give up. So, don’t say anything useless, just attack.”
Fan Shiyu heard Chen Lei's determination from his words.
Although she didn't know why Chen Lei was so insistent, Fan Shiyu still respected Chen Lei's decision.
The weak look on her face was swept away, replaced by a strong fighting spirit, and she said: "If that's the case, then I won't be polite. I won't show mercy."
Chen Lei said: "Both of you, both of you, please take action."
Fan Shiyu shouted loudly, his palm was wrapped in silver-white light, and he crossed the distance of more than ten meters between the two in one step and punched Chen Lei hard in the heart.
“Buzz!”
The sound of this punch breaking through the air was ear-piercing, and the powerful air wave caused Chen Lei's cheek to feel a slight pain, which was enough to show how powerful this punch was.
Chen Lei did not give in. He used the Qingluan Dieshan Palm and slapped Fan Shiyu.
The two men's fists collided, and countless true qi was instantly shattered, turning into countless turbulent currents that rushed in all directions. The powerful turbulent currents blew Chen Lei and Fan Shiyu's hair into flying dance, and rays of light burst out of their eyes at the same time.
Just from this first fight, Fan Shiyu was already clear that Chen Lei's strength was no less than hers.
Chen Lei was also able to judge that Fan Shiyu was worthy of being a strong man who defeated Lie Kun and Xiang Huayun successively, and his strength was admirable.
After initially testing Chen Lei's strength, Fan Shiyu had no more reservations and attacked with all her might. The Brahma God of War punched one after another, each one more powerful than the last, causing the air to explode layer by layer, and he struck Chen Lei with unparalleled power.