"Scared?... Isn't this competition too fierce? What if the number of people fighting can't be matched?"
"Haha, you don't have to worry about this. If you can't find a pair, we will follow a melee battle later, that is, several people will fight together."
"It's really too intense..."
There was a lot of discussion below, and as the bell rang, everyone fell silent, because the next thing to read was the list of the first battle. The instructor took it out of a box with battle cards written on it.
A sign.
"The first battle between Murong Yuan'er and Ye Zhan."
"No way! It's me in the first game?! Damn it, do you really want to be the first to be beaten down?" Ye Zhan couldn't help but become depressed. After reading his name, he jumped onto the ring with his long knife in one hand.
.
At this time, a slender figure slowly walked onto the ring from another seat. Everyone was surprised by the beauty of this woman. Although the naturally cold temperament had faded, the secretly sad demeanor had a different look.
Mesmerizing beauty.
Ling Feng looked at the place where Murong Yuan'er got up just now. There was a middle-aged man sitting there. This man was the arrogant Murong Hu back then. Ya Si next to him was still so beautiful and sexy that it made people imagine.
Ling Feng dismissed this, calmed down, and looked at Murong Yuan'er on the stage. Under her sadness, she showed her mature side. Her childish side had disappeared, and there was a faint sense of grace and grace.
Luxurious.
Although Ye Zhan was a little depressed, once he got on the ring, that feeling completely disappeared, and all he had was blood.
Murong Yuan'er was still using the Liuyue Sword from back then. The thin sword popped out from the girl's waist, and the end of the sword made a loud sound.
As the bell rang, the vitality in the two men's bodies surged out and attached to the sword blade. The battle was about to start. Ye Zhan swung his sharp knife on the ring, and some weak sword energy also flew out.
out.
Murong Yuan'er also greeted him. Looking at his neither fast nor slow movement, he knew that there was a certain mystery in it. Looking at the movements in his hand, he actually formed a smooth sword style with the sword. When the two came into contact, there was a sound.
The sound of swords and swords rippled through the field, and occasionally there was a ripple of energy.
This is all close combat, and they have not yet used their only low cards. With their strength, if they fail to hit with a relatively powerful elemental skill, they will be defeated.
Therefore, both sides want to use close combat to find the opponent's weaknesses first, and then knock them down to retain their strength to deal with the next opponent. After all, these games are played consecutively. If you have a Restoration Pill, use the Restoration Pill to fight.
That's it, there is no absolute fairness, especially in a life and death battle.
After parrying for thirty moves, Ye Zhan, who was weak in energy and strength, was already feeling a little weak. After Murong Yuan'er increased his strength, he was directly knocked to the ground. When he got up again, he was kicked hard in the abdomen.
With a kick, a physical attack with vitality and strong strength, Ye Zhan flew out of the battlefield.
"This match, Murong Yuan'er wins." The instructor announced the winner of this match.
The second game was played by some other old disciples, so the fight was quite fierce, and they were all quick wins. In less than an hour, there were already five substitutions.
"The sixth game is between Han Yingying and Wang Jie!"
Both sides arrived on the ring. Han Yingying's opponent was a disciple who did not participate in the competition last time. His strength was not weak. He was in the Yuanshi 1st degree. However, for Han Yingying's current Yuanshi 4th degree, this was nothing.
If it is a protracted war, those with greater strength will naturally have a great advantage.
"Young Sect Leader, I have offended you so much." Wang Jie said to Han Yingying with a fist in his fist, and immediately tied a seal with his hands.
"Oh? Did you plan to use low cards from the beginning?" Han Yingying said a little confused when she saw the opponent's posture.
"Do I have any choice when dealing with the young sect master? I don't want to wait another three years! No, it's six years." After Wang Jie finished speaking, he completed the seal in his hand, and then shouted: "Lion Roar! Roar!!
"
"Scared? It's actually a sound wave elemental skill?" Han Yingying simply made a sound barrier with both hands, but she was still a little slow. Several hairs were cut by several sound waves, and her battle uniform also had many cuts.
of deep marks.
"It's so dangerous. If I had been slower, I might have been defeated by the opponent." Han Yingying was also surprised. You must know that if there was no armor in the end, these sound waves would directly hit the flesh. If it were cut,
If your throat is broken, you will be defeated immediately, and you will have to go to rescue.
"It's better to be a step slower! Okay...Young master, there's no need to take action. I'll admit defeat myself." Wang Jie himself planned to attack with all his strength. If this move works, he will win. If it doesn't, the force in his body will
My energy has been exhausted, so there is no point in continuing to struggle.
Wang Jie walked off the ring, and the announcement sounded. Han Yingying was a little helpless. For such a low-status person with dreams, missing this opportunity is equivalent to missing the chance to turn around. You must know that becoming a core disciple,
The training speed will be at least three to four times faster than ordinary people, and there is also a chance to obtain the master-level skills and techniques in the pavilion.
These are things that may change the fate of an ordinary person, but in the face of the cruel reality, what else can be done? In this continent, the strong is respected, and there is not much fairness at all. Behind the power, a person's strength
It will also become extremely small.
After another half an hour, the remaining matches were almost over, and soon it was time to reach the last match. Undoubtedly, the last match of this preliminary round was Ling Feng versus Yifeng.
As the instructor's voice sounded, Ling Feng and Yifeng slowly walked onto the ring, their eyes looking at each other coldly. Ling Feng could feel that the other party's yin energy was getting heavier and heavier, and suddenly he had an ominous premonition.
"Ling Feng, I've been waiting for you for a long time, and now I finally have the chance to fight you to the death. It doesn't matter whether I become a core disciple or not. I just want you to die and prove to you that you are not the only genius in this world!"
Yifeng's cold voice sounded slowly, reaching Ling Feng's ears like ice thorns. Ling Feng's face changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the changes in the other party's body.
"Then let's see how strong you are now." Ling Feng also replied. Since the two of them stood on the court for a long time, people off the court had high expectations for Ling Feng's strength.
I started to feel a little impatient.
"I have seen your speed before, but my speed is not too slow!" Yifeng said, his figure flashed, leaving an afterimage behind him, and the audience was immediately shocked. This is clearly the speed of Yuanhun.
!
"His speed is amazing!" Ling Feng was also slightly surprised, but he didn't waste time. He kicked his feet and the figure carrying the giant sword shot out like a meteor, with several afterimages behind him.
Everyone in the audience was shocked. Ling Feng's speed had been confirmed in the incident three days ago, so it was no longer surprising. However, no one knew when Yifeng reached this point.
The elders on the high platform and Han Batian were secretly surprised: "I didn't expect that our sect has such a genius, and he can hide it so deeply!"
After several close-to-hand combat, although Yifeng and Ling Feng were about the same speed, Ling Feng's moves were weird and effective. Therefore, whenever he wanted to hit the opponent's vitals, he was actually blocked by the opponent's energy shield.
Come down.
At this moment, apart from a few elder-level people who could detect the vitality shield, only Ling Feng could detect it.
"Damn, the other party actually reached Yuanhun! This is incredible!" Ling Feng never believed that such a thing could exist. After all, he knew best how he reached Yuanhun. In addition to various physical conditions,
In addition, how much effort is required is not something that can be obtained with sweat.
"Sect Master, Yifeng...he has actually reached the strength of Yuanhun!" Zhao Feng said with some trembling, because this was the first time he saw someone with such terrifying talent. The battle between the two was under his soul power.
It becomes like slow motion, so you can clearly see the vitality shield that was generated in that instant.
"This sect has also seen that this young man is not simple. Even I don't know when his strength increased. Moreover, his vitality has a cold feeling. He should be of the same fire attribute as Ling Feng...
..." Han Batian was also greatly surprised, and his expression became greedy when he thought of the possibility of finding a way out.
"What the sect leader means is..." Liu Feng also thought of something and looked at Han Batian, but he did not finish speaking.
"If it is true...it will only be a matter of time before I leave the realm of God-making..."
A hint of greed flashed in Han Batian's eyes. The elders and others also saw some of the problems. Although things like Yin Gang Qi have disappeared on the mainland, for a strong man with outstanding talents like Han Batian,
, how could you not know.
Some of the other younger generations looked at the battle in the field and were dumbfounded. They had no idea what was going on and their faces turned pale with fright. Some second-rate core disciples were also frightened out of their wits by this battle and couldn't believe it.
"Ling Feng, do you only know these weird physical attacks? You can't break my energy shield like this." After half a quarter of an hour of hand-to-hand combat, the two of them were evenly matched. Although Ling Feng's attacks were all punches,
He hit, but the opponent took it all in. The vitality shield acted like an automatic defense, which even surprised Ling Feng.
"Then eat my real attack." Ling Feng smiled slightly. After one of the two collided, Ling Feng slapped the other's chest with his palm, and a thick energy shield appeared immediately.
"Huntian Palm!"
Ling Feng shouted in his heart, and powerful vitality immediately shot out. The opponent's figure was immediately shot backwards, flying dozens of meters outside the field. However, it did not fall to the ground, but used the vitality to stand up in the air.
With.
"I didn't expect that your strength has reached such a terrifying level... It seems that you can't do it without using the vitality shield." Yifeng, who was outside the field, returned to the field with a few void steps. As soon as his cold voice fell, the person on his body
The energy shield is generated instantly!
"Wow!!...How is it possible! Such a young soul actually appears...Oh my God!"
"..."
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