After returning to the dormitory, Dazui really started to practice hard. Ye Feng also started practicing with all his heart. Since he was not injured in the game just now, Ye Feng did not plan to take the fifth-grade elixir. It was rare to get so many at one time.
Good things, of course, save them if you can. The pill he got at the Qingyun Sect's disciple recruitment conference last time is still fresh in Ye Feng's memory. Unfortunately, it was soaked in the hot spring and it made him feel distressed for a long time!
Now you have to keep these fifth-grade elixirs carefully.
One day passed almost in an instant, and in the morning of the next day, Ye Feng took a deep breath, his eyes suddenly opened, and his energy shot out.
After nearly a day of practice, the fighting spirit in Ye Feng's body has been fully restored, and there are no injuries on his body. Now he has returned to his peak state again. In the next battle, Ye Feng has full confidence. No matter who it is, he will definitely defeat him.
Go forward with courage.
He jumped lightly on the spot and ejected into the air. Da Zui and others also woke up at the same time and looked at Ye Feng who was ready to go.
Ye Feng looked at Big Mouth who was in a good state of mind, smiled lightly and said: "Let's go!"
Da Zui chuckled: "Yeah."
A group of six people from a dormitory walked towards the center of the competition arena.
We came to the competition arena again. Not long after, all the disciples arrived. Then the bustling disciples had been completely sorted out and lined up very neatly.
On the huge platform in front, Yu Longxiang and Lu Zhenqun were still sitting in the two central positions. Dozens of powerful elders on both sides were sitting next to each other. All the decorations were the same as yesterday, and there were no other changes.
This time, the one hundred disciples participating were divided into two rows. The winners from yesterday were in the first row, and the losers were in the second row. They drew lots to fight respectively. Zhang Saiming, who made Ye Feng's teeth itch, was also in the second row. It seemed that yesterday
He was fucked by someone.
Looking at Zhang Saiming, Ye Feng became very angry. If it weren't for Zhang Saiming, he would not have returned to Qingyun Gate with Sisi in his arms, nor would he have had a quarrel with Yu Fengwu, and so many things would not have happened.
, thinking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but stare at Zhang Saiming.
Zhang Saiming suddenly felt a chill all over his body. He seemed to feel something bad. His whole body seemed to be stared at by a terrifying existence. He raised his head and shot around. Suddenly he saw Ye Feng's fierce eyes. He was suddenly startled and his whole body
The hairs on my hair stood on end and I quickly lowered my head.
Seeing Zhang Saiming lowering his head, Ye Feng gave up. Shi Shiran turned his head, picked up a lottery ticket in the wooden box, unfolded it, and saw No. 25.
After all the disciples in both rows drew lots, Yu Longxiang said calmly: "Today's competition, yesterday's fifty winners will compete in the arena from 1 to 25, and the losers will compete in the arena from 26 to 50."
Ranking is carried out, and now the contestants are in their respective positions."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the participating disciples found their respective arenas and jumped up. The second competition was about to begin.
Yu Longxiang said calmly: "Let's start!"
Boom, a battle broke out in an instant on the battlefield, and there was a sudden chaos of sounds, mighty and gorgeous martial arts, violent shouts and all kinds of sounds.
Ye Feng's opponent was a junior martial artist he had never met before, but from the outside he looked like a relatively weak young man. He looked at Ye Feng very nervously when he came up.
Ye Feng looked at the young man walking nervously across from him, and couldn't help but said: "Brother, is there any need to be so nervous?"
The boy opposite said nervously: "What? Am I nervous? Can you tell?"
Ye Feng was stunned and almost vomited blood. This can't be called nervous. Seeing that your hand is turning white when you hold it so hard, can your expression be called not nervous? Speechless...
The young man looked at Ye Feng's expression of vomiting blood and nervously asked: "Am I really nervous?"
Ye Feng almost yelled at your sister! Finally he held it back and said angrily: "Nonsense!"
The young man was overjoyed: "That means I'm not nervous anymore, that's what I'm saying! I don't even feel nervous myself."
.........Ye Feng's head was covered with black lines, and he almost choked on his own spit. Looking at the heated battle next to him, he said depressedly: "Let's get started!"
The young man also looked to the side and nodded.
Ye Feng was filled with anger in his heart and yelled: "If that's the case, then I won't be polite." Boom, fighting energy circulated all over his body, and his aura suddenly surged, and the violent and surging aura violently suppressed the young man opposite.
past.
The boy opposite was startled, and he couldn't help but mobilize all his fighting spirit to resist, and rushed towards Ye Feng's powerful momentum.
However, Ye Feng's momentum was like a huge wave on the sea. Wave after wave, each time more violent and violent, he rushed towards the boy opposite.
The young man could only resist with exhaustion, sweat dripping from his forehead, his face became even more nervous, and he stared at Ye Feng with all his attention.
Boom, a small vortex of air appeared under Ye Feng's feet. He kicked on the spot, smoke and dust suddenly rose, and he rushed towards the young man opposite like an arrow from a string.
The boy saw the figure of Ye Feng on the opposite side disappear in a flash. He was shocked again. It was one thing to watch Ye Feng's game, but it was another thing to actually compete face to face. Ye Feng's strength made
The young man felt tremendous pressure.
Ye Feng's figure quickly appeared in front of the young man. He faced the young man and rushed towards him. The fighting spirit in his whole body was boiling and running continuously. His right fist was full of fighting spirit and he punched out violently. The violent momentum suddenly surged forward.
Towards the young man.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in the previous punch, the young man's pupils shrank and he did not dare to take a hard hit. He decisively moved his body to the side and quickly dodged to the side.
Ye Feng punched the air. Not surprisingly, he drew a semicircle with his right foot on the spot, turned around instantly, kicked the ground with his toes, and rushed towards the young man again. His fighting spirit was running, and he swung out his violent right fist again.
, a strong fighting spirit blasted past.
The young man's figure retreated sharply again, and the terrifying and powerful wind hit the air again. Ye Feng smiled faintly, kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and rushed forward much faster than the young man's retreating speed. Another powerful blow
The fist was thrown out.
The young man who retreated in a hurry was helpless. Ye Feng was so fast that it stuck to him like a gangrene attached to his bones. He couldn't get rid of it at all. He could only grit his teeth and let his fighting spirit circulate and condense into his right hand. The fiery red light lit up, and it lit up instantly.
From there, a blazing and powerful heat wave spurted out, and he shouted loudly: "Flame Palm." Boom, the young man shot out a palm, aimed at Ye Feng and punched Ye Feng fiercely.
Flame Palm? Ye Feng was slightly surprised. He punched the fiery red light without hesitation. Boom, the powerful fighting energy collided with each other, and a strong wind instantly overflowed.
The young man felt a powerful force pass to his body through his arms, and blood suddenly surged in his chest. He involuntarily took a few steps back, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of horror.
Ye Feng smiled faintly, stood on the spot and retracted his right fist, and did not take advantage of the situation to attack.
The young man stretched out his right hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Ye Feng with slightly bright eyes: "You are so strong! Teach me how to practice! I also want to become as strong as you!"
Ye Feng was stunned, teach you how to practice? I still need someone to teach you! I can't ask you to find a blood pool and just jump in and take a dip! Then you might have to become a blood god.
After smiling helplessly, the look on Ye Feng's face suddenly became fierce, as he prepared to attack.
When the young man saw this, he was suddenly startled. He waved his hands repeatedly and said: "I give up, I give up." Then he jumped off the fighting field.
Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief and didn't dare to pay attention to the young man anymore. He quickly left the arena and stood where he was before, watching the other people's battles.
Today, the inner disciples did not come to watch, but there was another figure in green, watching the battle on the 25th Arena from afar, and when the battle was over, the figure also disappeared.
Lu Zhenqun looked at the disappearing green figure, stroked his white beard, and laughed: "Xiao Wu!"
Yu Longxiang shook his head, with a faint smile on his face.
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Then there were three more battles in a row. Ye Feng did not encounter any strong opponents. It was as if Ye Feng had picked the soft persimmons. The other fights in the arena were filled with noise and fighting spirit. Everyone was fighting.
The beating was extremely brutal, but the battle on Ye Feng's side was completely controlled by Ye Feng. It was a one-sided massacre. Not only others were depressed, but Ye Feng was also depressed because he didn't even find a single person.
An opponent who can attack with all his strength is really annoying.
However, after these three battles, Ye Feng has successfully entered the top four. The four people who have successfully entered the top four are Xiang Lingxiao, Lan Qingshang, Geng Shuijin, and Ye Feng.
Ye Feng didn't know Geng Shuijin, a strange dark horse, but he was surprised that Geng Shuijin could defeat An Wuye, one of the seven overlords. Ye Feng had also seen some of An Wuye's strength, and he was definitely an outsider.
Unexpectedly, the top rank among the disciples would be defeated by Geng Shuijin. This dark horse is really fat and strong.
As for the other strong men, Leng Xingchen was defeated by Lan Qingshang, Wu Wenqiu was defeated by Xiang Lingxiao without any suspense, and Bingfeng voluntarily admitted defeat against Wu Wenqiu and did not show his strength. This made Ye
Feng was a little puzzled. There were many others who were as powerful as Wuma Ling. Although they fought fiercely against the seven overlords, they all lost and retreated.
The top four promotion to the finals is finally about to begin!