After experiencing a difficult battle, the fourteen people who came out later were more or less defeated, to varying degrees. Among the fourteen people, there was Ye Ge. I saw the fourteen people returning one after another.
Ye Feng also stood up from his seat leisurely and walked towards the center of the venue.
Fourteen people looked at Ye Feng at the same time, and their pupils shrank involuntarily when they saw that except for the broken clothes on his left shoulder, there was no trace of damage on Ye Feng's body.
Indeed, after a while of burning incense, the scar on Ye Feng's left shoulder has become scarred, and the scars have fallen off. Now his left shoulder is intact, with no trace of injury at all. Fighting with oneself is usually
It was quite difficult, but Ye Feng was able to win so easily, which made Ye Ge feel inexplicable fear.
The charming and beautiful deacon of Qingyun Sect on the presiding stage looked at the remaining fifteen people lined up in a row and clapped her hands gently. Suddenly fifteen beauties came out, holding a plate in their hands, with a star on the plate.
A fragrant green elixir.
The charming beauty on the stage gently stroked her hair and smiled charmingly: "Let me introduce myself first. My name is Feng Yueling. I am currently the deacon of Qingyun Sect and am responsible for hosting this grand event for Qingyun Sect to recruit disciples. Taiwan
The person in front is Dong Gaohua, the elder of our Qingyun Sect." The old man in yellow robe in the center of the audience stood up and immediately sat down again, and there was a warm round of applause.
Feng Yueling continued: "The fifteen people who have just passed the second round of assessment are each given a pill, which can heal their injuries after taking it, and then proceed to the final round of assessment."
Fifteen beauties walked gracefully in front of everyone. Ye Feng didn't even blink. He directly picked up the elixir on the plate and stuffed it into his arms without taking it. How could he not take advantage of it? This elixir was
But it’s a good thing. The beauty holding the plate laughed softly, but Ye Feng ignored it.
The remaining fourteen people all picked up the elixir on the plate and drank it. After a while, the scars on each body were completely healed, and their fighting spirit returned to its peak state, which surprised them.
Feng Yueling clapped her hands again, and the fifteen beauties all bowed, their bright smiles blooming like flowers, and then retreated.
Feng Yueling smiled charmingly and said: "Congratulations to the fifteen teenagers who entered our final assessment. Next, I will announce the final reward items of the conference."
With a gentle clap of their hands, the three beauties walked out from behind the stage, each holding a wooden box in their hands. The wooden box was covered with red cloth, so it was not clear what was underneath.
Feng Yueling lifted up the first piece of red cloth and placed a piece of purple-gold iron there quietly. She explained: "The best material for making weapons, purple-gold iron."
There was a burst of exclamation in the audience, purple gold iron is a good thing, you can add some purple gold iron to forged weapons, it will really cut iron like clay.
Then Feng Yueling lifted up the second piece of red cloth, which contained a book. Feng Yueling explained: "This is the Xuan-level intermediate martial arts secret book, Flame Palm."
Oh, there was another burst of exclamation, Xuan level intermediate martial arts, there is no copy of this in the whole Jiancang city, now Qingyun sect can easily take it out, it shows that it is very powerful!
Feng Yueling lifted up the last piece of red cloth, revealing a fragrant orange elixir, and then said: "A third-grade elixir, a breakthrough elixir, a cultivation level below the martial arts master level, unconditionally improves the cultivation level by one level, without any side effects."
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Boom, the scene is boiling. There is a magical elixir that can unconditionally increase the cultivation level below the martial artist level by one level. What a good thing! Even if a highly talented high-level warrior wants to break through to the martial arts master level, it will take at least half a year. This elixir can do it.
It saves you half a year of hard work, which is of immeasurable value!
Ye Feng's eyes were burning, they are all good things! If he can get this, and join Qingyun Sect to practice, his strength will definitely be improved a lot! The other fourteen people also stared closely at the four people on the stage.
Beautiful women, their fiery eyes seemed to want to eat them all up.
Feng Yueling gently covered her mouth with a smile and clapped her hands. The three beauties immediately retreated, and everyone present immediately regained consciousness.
Feng Yueling smiled and said: "The final assessment will be carried out below. Fourteen of the remaining fifteen people will face each other, and the remaining one will have a bye until the final winner is determined. The final winner will obtain the discipleship of our Qingyun Sect. In the arena,
rise."
Along with Feng Yueling's soft drink, all the five hundred formations in the center of the field were removed. Boom, one by one, the arenas rose from the ground. Boom, boom, boom, just like this, one by one rose up from the ground without any warning.
In the ring, Ye Feng and others all stood on the ring.
Feng Yueling smiled with satisfaction, opened her mouth and said: "Everyone will draw lots first. Fourteen of them will fight against each other. One person will get a bye. Let's start drawing lots."
Fifteen people walked up and each drew a lot.
In the first draw, Ye Feng unexpectedly got a bye.
Boom, the battles started one after another on the other seven arenas. Boom, boom, the battle was extremely fierce. All the teenagers knew that once they were eliminated here, they would have no chance to enter Qingyun Gate, so they all took out
Extremely strong.
A quarter of an hour later, all seven battles were over, and eight people were left on the field. Except for Ye Feng and a sharp-faced boy who were high-level warriors, the rest were all mid-level warriors.
Feng Yueling clapped her hands gently, and immediately, seven more beauties came up with elixirs to heal the injuries of the seven people involved in the battle. After a while, the seven people returned to their peak condition.
Feng Yueling smiled softly and said: "Then we will continue to draw lots and divide into four groups to fight.
Ye Feng lightly twitched, number one, and stepped onto the ring number one. Facing Ye Feng was a young man also wearing black, who was an intermediate martial artist. The young man looked at Ye Feng nervously, Ye Feng
Reaching the level of a high-level warrior puts a lot of pressure on him.
Ye Feng looked at the young man opposite him, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "I'm going to do it." The young man's heart tightened, and he took a stance.
Boom, Ye Feng kicked the ground with the sole of his foot and rushed up in an instant. He punched out a fierce punch with his right hand, and the terrifying strong wind attacked the young man. The young man's fighting spirit wrapped around his right fist and met Ye Feng's right fist.
Boom, the strong wind collided, Ye Feng stayed still, while the boy opposite him stepped back four or five steps before standing still, making a decision.
Ye Feng was unyielding and rushed forward again, launching a violent attack. The boy on the opposite side could only passively receive Ye Feng's punch after punch.
Boom, finally, the boy on the opposite side could no longer hold on, and there was a flaw in his defense. Ye Feng punched him in the chest with a controlled force and flew out of the ring. Ye Feng won this battle.
The winners of the other three arenas were quickly determined. The winners were the sharp-faced boy, Ye Ge, and a boy with a mole in the middle of his forehead, who was a disciple of the Zhao family.
After taking the elixir again to recover from his injuries, he finally entered the four-player draw.
Feng Yueling smiled charmingly: "Let's enter the final round of drawing..."
At this time, a voice rang out and said: "No need to go to such trouble."
Feng Yueling was stunned and looked at the speaker, who was Ye Feng.
Ye Feng continued: "Is there only one quota?"
Feng Yueling nodded subconsciously.
Ye Feng looked at the remaining three people indifferently and said: "I want the quota. You all can come together!" Ye Feng was confident enough. After testing himself in recent days, Ye Feng found that he was almost worthy of it.
It is no problem for two high-level warriors to deal with a mid-level warrior. Now facing a high-level warrior at the same time, the two mid-level warriors want to challenge their own limits.
There was a huge uproar at the scene, and everyone looked at Ye Feng closely, with such a domineering tone.
Feng Yueling was a little at a loss. She looked at the old man in yellow robe under the stage and saw the old man in yellow robe nodded, with a trace of cruelty flashing in his eyes.
Feng Yueling was a little puzzled, but she still said: "In that case, one against three, starting now, please enter the No. 1 ring." The remaining three people had gloomy faces, and although they were a little reluctant, they still walked up.
Arena No. 1.
The old man in yellow robe looked nervously at a sharp-faced young man on the stage, then looked at Ye Feng, and said viciously in his heart: "Since you are looking for death, then I will help you."
The sharp-faced boy is an outside nephew of the old man in yellow robe. He is also very talented and has always wanted to enter the Qingyun Sect. However, the rules of the Qingyun Sect are strict and cannot show favoritism, so the old man in yellow robe brings him to Jiancang City, which he is responsible for, to participate in the competition selection.
, and asked him to practice the Xuan-level intermediate martial arts Flame Palm a long time ago. If there were no accidents, there would be no problem in coming out on top. Who would have thought that a dark horse, Ye Feng, would appear halfway through and in the first round of assessment?
The old man in yellow robe felt something was wrong. Seeing that he passed the second round of assessment easily, he naturally knew that Ye Feng would be a huge obstacle to the sharp-faced boy.
Hearing that Ye Feng wanted to fight fourteen people by himself, the old man in yellow robe was naturally overjoyed. He had always wanted to find an opportunity to deal with you, but he didn't expect that you would throw yourself into the trap. The old man in yellow robe could tell at a glance that Ye Feng was a high-level warrior.
, and among the three people fighting, the sharp-faced boy is also a high-level warrior, and the remaining Ye Ge and Zhao family disciples are all mid-level warriors. The old man in yellow robe does not think that Ye Feng will win. In his opinion, Ye Feng is
Seeking death.
The old man in yellow robe felt relieved and sat there happily, waiting to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself.
Ye Qingyue finally showed a wry smile on his majestic face. This Ye Feng is so capable...
Ye Wuyi clenched her fists and said silently in her heart: Brother Ye Feng, come on! She has always believed in Ye Feng. Since Ye Feng dared to speak like this, he must be sure of victory.
Feng Yueling's beautiful eyes rolled around, and she felt extremely fond of Ye Feng.
Ye Feng, who was in the ring, did not feel the tense atmosphere. He rolled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Let's all come together!"
Ye Ge's heart was complicated. Was this the genius of the Ye family? He had the energy to challenge the heroes, but he couldn't do it himself.