Soul Suppressing Stone.

Thinking of this, Wu Qingfeng glanced at Zhang Chunyang sitting above him. A fierce look flashed in his eyes. Then he glared at Fang Chen viciously.

Fang Chen, who had been paying attention to Wu Qingfeng, couldn't help but smile slightly when he saw this. Then he glared back with an expression of a petty person who has got his way and shook his head slightly.

"Looking for death!" The veins on his face bulged. The armrest of the chair instantly turned into powder in Wu Qingfeng's hands.

"Junior Brother." Zhang Chunyang called out softly. Then he looked at Fang Chen and shook his head slightly.

"The ranking of points in the first stage of the grand competition of the seven peaks is as follows: First place: Song Ruifeng. Second place: Zhang Kuang. Third place: Li Shaozhi. Fourth place: Fang Chen... Tenth place: Yun Qianqian!"

Fang Chen looked at Li Lanfeng who was announcing the ranking on the martial arts arena. He couldn't help but frown tightly. He couldn't help but be a little puzzled in his heart. Except for a few people, almost all the others were instant kills. How come he is only in fourth place?

Looking at Yun Qianqian beside him, Fang Chen couldn't help but worry and said, "Senior Sister, in the second stage, please be extremely careful and don't be overconfident."

"Um. I didn't expect that the senior brothers and sisters who participated in this grand competition of the seven peaks are all so strong. You also have to be careful." Yun Qianqian looked at Fang Chen worriedly.

"Okay."

Seeing that Fang Chen didn't take it seriously, Yun Qianqian was so angry that she was about to raise her hand but then powerlesslydropped it again. This little junior brother of hers is unfathomable. Especially with the sudden and inexplicable changes recently. Perhaps there is still a chance...

"Yun Qianqian, you have to work hard!" Yun Qianqian shouted vigorously in her heart. Then the worry on her face was slowly replaced by firmness.

Noticing the change in Yun Qianqian, Fang Chen smiled slightly. The fighting intent in his eyes began to boil slowly.

"The rules of the second stage of the grand competition of the seven peaks: Starting from the first place, take turns to go on stage and draw opponents. The top three people generated from this will obtain the qualification to enter the Sword Tomb. The first place will be rewarded with an additional Soul Suppressing Stone!" After saying that, Li Lanfeng looked at the audience with a smile.

All the disciples, including Fang Chen, did not disappoint Li Lanfeng at all. At this moment, the entire square was like a boiling pot.

"Soul Suppressing Stone! It's actually the Soul Suppressing Stone!"

"What is the Soul Suppressing Stone?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surroundings suddenly became quiet. Then everyone cast glances at the person who spoke as if looking at an idiot.

"This Soul Suppressing Stone was brought back from the Tianyuan ruins by the previous generation sect leader of our Sword Sect after going through all kinds of hardships. It is said that it can nourish the soul and make it easier to break through bottlenecks during cultivation."

The person who spoke paused slightly and lowered his voice and continued, "I heard that anyone who owns this Soul Suppressing Stone will definitely achieve more than the Mystic Emperor Realm in the future!"

"Hiss..." There was a sound of gasping.

"You must get this Soul Suppressing Stone! I need it very much!"

Suddenly, the voice of the spirit of the artifact rang in his mind. Fang Chen frowned. After pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Okay!"

Li Lanfeng, who had seen all this, nodded in satisfaction. He cleared his throat. After seeing that the scene was quiet, he continued, "The second stage of the grand competition of the seven peaks officially begins!"

As soon as the words fell, a young man flashed onto the martial arts arena. With sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, he was handsome and unrestrained. But on his face, there was always a kind of arrogance that couldn't be suppressed no matter what!

This person is exactly Song Ruifeng, the biological son of Song Huiyang, the peak master of Zichong Peak!

Song Ruifeng walked up to the box. He drew out a sign. After looking at it, a hint of contempt rose at the corner of his mouth. "Fifth place."

"Please ask Wang Ziwei in fifth place to come on stage." Li Lanfeng maintained a smile from beginning to end. Even though he had been ignored by Song Ruifeng from the moment he came on stage until now, it didn't change at all.

Wang Ziwei, who quickly stepped onto the martial arts arena, was full of anger. It seemed that he was very angry because of the contempt at the corner of Song Ruifeng's mouth.

"Swords and knives have no eyes. I hope that the two junior brothers will stop when it's enough and not hurt the friendship between fellow disciples." Li Lanfeng's smile remained unchanged. After indicating that both sides could start, he walked down the martial arts arena.

"You admit defeat. So as not to suffer unnecessary physical pain." Song Ruifeng looked at Wang Ziwei with full of disdain.