In the 110 dormitory, Dazui's clothes were in tatters and stained with blood. When he returned to the dormitory, he lay on the bed and kept moaning. He looked miserable.
Xiao Qi sat cross-legged on the bed, took the elixir and began to practice with her eyes closed.
Ye Feng glared and said angrily: "You bastard, you can't keep your voice down."
Big Mouth kept wailing: "As expected, I was eliminated on the first day. I am in the top 100 and my face has been completely humiliated."
Ye Feng shook his head: "It would be strange if you weren't eliminated."
"..." Dazui rolled his eyes at Ye Feng dejectedly, and said, "Can't you stop hurting my weak heart?"
Ye Feng's head is covered with black lines.
"But you need to be careful, Ye Feng." Dazui's expression became serious: "Your next battle will not be easy. At least you have the strength of a junior martial spirit, and even an intermediate martial spirit is very likely.
All of them are extremely powerful beings."
Smiling, Ye Feng said easily: "Don't worry! I'm ready."
Dazui came over, patted Ye Feng's shoulder, and said carelessly: "That's good! Brother, I will definitely go to support you tomorrow."
Isn't this nonsense? Ye Feng is speechless, can you still refuse to go to the inner disciple examination?
Dazui asked curiously: "Ye Feng, who is your next opponent?"
Ye Feng thought for a while and said: "Number 257!"
"What!" Da Zui was startled: "This is the third opponent, number 257!"
"I'm sure it's true!" Ye Feng recalled for a while again and said with certainty.
"However, some of the characters on the Inner Disciple Ranking have the cultivation of mid-level martial artists, so you don't have to worry." Da Zui grinned and patted Ye Feng on the shoulder.
"You know all this?" Ye Feng asked doubtfully.
"Hehe!" Dazui laughed dryly for a while, and said in a sly tone: "Because I'm usually bored when I'm not practicing, so..."
Ye Feng was helpless, he had known this was the case, and was about to open his mouth to let Big Mouth practice well.
"Let me help you detect the enemy's situation!" The big-mouthed man rolled his small eyes in a circle, said quickly, and then ran out of the dormitory in a flash, obviously knowing what Ye Feng was going to say.
With a helpless smile, Ye Feng opened his left sleeve. The black thousand-year-old heavy iron wristband inside had dots of white marks, and on the wrist next to the wristband, there were several thin wounds.
Cut by the remaining wind.
"The Wind-Eating Fingers are indeed powerful!" Recalling those five sharp fingers, Ye Feng's face hardened. After being silent for a while, he sat cross-legged on the bed, formed seals with his hands and began to practice, recovering the consumed fighting energy.
In the battle just now, except for the slight injury to his wrist, everything else was still intact. Ye Feng was quite satisfied with his performance. In the second battle against Jin Bupo, he caught Jin Bupo by surprise. After controlling Jin Bupo, he quickly
Fight back, otherwise the battle may not end so quickly.
"There are three more games! The next one is a tough battle!" Ye Feng shook his head, cleared his mind of all the miscellaneous thoughts, and quickly started practicing.
A few hours later.
"Ye Feng, Ye Feng..." A loud voice came from outside the dormitory.
Ye Feng slowly opened his eyes and looked to the side. Xiao Qi was still practicing with his eyes closed, with a faint fighting spirit lingering all over his body.
After a while, Dazui ran back panting, looking a little horrified.
"Is there any news?" Ye Feng asked jokingly.
After taking a breath, Dazui said in shock: "The inner disciple numbered 257 is still a junior martial spirit, but..."
"Huh?" Ye Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "But what?" For the current Ye Feng, the elementary martial arts still do not pose a threat. Unless there is something special, otherwise with Ye Feng's strength, he can
When you reach the first level of martial arts, one-on-one is a sure thing.
"That guy is so big! No, no, he is a terrifying force!" Big Mouth said with lingering fear.
"Really?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he said slowly: "Is he a warrior who cultivates the physical body?"
"What is cultivating the physical body?" Dazui asked doubtfully.
Ye Feng said calmly: "In short, they are warriors who gain strength by tempering their bodies. The higher the level of tempering the body, the stronger the body's power."
After recalling for a moment, Dazui shook his head and said, "I don't know if that's true! But I only know that the inner disciples call him the God of Thunder, and he is very powerful. The number 257 is not enough to reflect his own strength."
"Oh?" Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he whispered softly: "Thor God, just this name is domineering enough."
"Thunder God was accidentally seriously injured in the last Inner Disciple Ranking Competition. In the end, it was a pity that he ranked 257th." Da Zui said solemnly.
Ye Feng frowned: "Then how far can he rank in terms of real strength?"
Dazui patted Ye Feng on the shoulder and said sympathetically: "The first 100."
"What!" Ye Feng was surprised: "Top 100!" This was only the third opponent. He was actually one of the top 100 inner disciples. Jin Bupo was already an opponent ranked four hundred years away.
How powerful will the top 100 disciples among the inner disciples be?
"Are you sure he is a junior martial arts practitioner?" Ye Feng asked solemnly.
"Sure!" Dazui's expression was very certain.
"That's no problem!" Ye Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and revealed a faint smile.
"Ye Feng, you can't underestimate him!" Dazui looked at Ye Feng suspiciously and said, "He just tore a fourth-level elementary Warcraft Armored Rhino alive!"
"Really?" Ye Feng smiled faintly, patted Dazui's shoulder noncommittally, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Dazui!"
Dazui raised his eyebrows with joy and said with a smile: "As expected of Ye Feng, Dazui I will definitely support you."
Ye Feng smiled and drove Da Zui away.
Although he said it so easily on the surface, Ye Feng was already extremely solemn in his heart. Among the inner disciples, none of them could be ranked among the top 100. He couldn't be careless and underestimate the enemy just because of today's two battles, otherwise he would definitely suffer.
A big loss. Having this information is enough to raise Ye Feng's vigilance to the highest level.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Feng slowly closed his eyes, formed seals with his hands, and quickly began to practice. He must face this battle at his peak. If he is not careful, he is very likely to lose.
Early the next morning.
Ye Feng's eyelashes twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes. Sharp light burst out, and an invisible momentum surged out.
As Ye Feng's momentum spread, Xiao Qi slowly opened his eyes and turned his attention to Ye Feng. The two looked at each other and smiled, then stood up.
The three of them all changed their clothes. After taking the elixir, the generally minor injuries on Xiaoqi and Dazui had disappeared. As for Ye Feng, his body was intact as before, with no trace of injury at all.
In the huge square, a group of disciples had basically gathered in the square, all arranged neatly into a square formation.
Based on the results of yesterday's battle, the winner will advance to participate in the next battle, while the loser will be directly eliminated and will not be eligible to enter the inner gate.
Ye Feng stood in the center of the competition arena, his black clothes fluttering. He glanced slightly, and a slightly arrogant young man came into view.
"Is this the God of Thunder?" Ye Feng's expression condensed, and his eyes flashed.
The deacon of Qingyun Sect walked to the front of the queue of inner disciples and shouted: "Number 257, 339 is out." Two young men walked out of the queue, looking at Ye Feng and Xiang Lingxiao on the battlefield with solemn expressions.
"It's actually the God of Thunder!" The boy numbered 1 was slightly startled, then smiled playfully.
Yu Fengwu on the side curled her lips: "What the God of Thunder! Isn't it just a martial arts attack with thunder attributes? In addition, it is a little more powerful."
Yu Fengwu's disdainful tone made the teenagers on both sides smile slightly. You are Miss Yu, so of course it's different! Even they must be careful against the Thunder God's thunder attribute martial arts attacks, and the electromagnetic effect contained in them is even more serious.
It has a paralyzing effect, and you will suffer big losses if you are not careful.
The slightly arrogant young man walked onto the arena and faced Ye Feng face to face.
The young man said: "Thor God!"
Ye Feng smiled faintly: "Ye Feng."
"You are unlucky to meet me today! It seems that your inner disciple examination is coming to an end." The God of Thunder said arrogantly.
"Really? His arrogant character is well-deserved!" Ye Feng smiled faintly.
Thor clenched his fist, raised it in front of his eyes, laughed heartily and said, "Arrogance is my nature."
"But!" Lei Shinhwa changed his direction and said with a playful smile: "I heard that you are also very powerful, right?"
Ye Feng said in an understatement: "I dare not say that he is strong, but he is just a little taller than ordinary people."
The God of Thunder raised his fist and laughed: "Today I will let you see the true power."
With a fierce look in his eyes, Ye Feng said calmly: "I don't mind letting you see the true power."
Thor said disdainfully: "You are very confident."
"Confidence comes from strength." Ye Feng smiled lightly.
"Okay!" The God of Thunder shouted, his whole body full of fighting spirit. The powerful aura of the primary martial spirit emitted, and the terrifying aura surged towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, his black clothes fluttering, and the aura of a peak martial artist was fully unleashed. His violent aura faced the oncoming huge aura without any loss.
There was a powerful aura surrounding the two of them, and a terrifying strong wind blew up smoke and dust all over the sky.
Enter the dragon and the tiger, the battle is about to break out!