Feng Wuji felt relieved when he heard what Feng Ling'er said. Although he was a leader, he knew Feng Ling'er's character. This kind of thing was more or less disgraceful and even a bit despicable.
Even he himself felt a little ashamed of the taste. Therefore, he was not sure whether Feng Ling'er would agree to it.
But now, Feng Ling'er's answer has obviously acquiesced, she is just worried about whether she can do it with her own strength.
"I can sense that there is a weapon spirit in Cang Xuanbo's body that is not inferior to mine. It seems that it is not easy to defeat..." Feng Ling'er continued.
Feng Wuji hesitated for a moment, paced back and forth twice, and finally showed a hint of determination in his eyes, saying: "I still have a few magic weapons here. With your special talent, can you refine them in the next two days?"
"magic weapon?"
"Yeah" Feng Wuji responded and directly sent out a powerful barrier. In an instant, five magic weapons shining with terrifying energy floated in front of Feng Ling'er.
"This is..." Feng Ling'er suddenly showed a surprised look. Obviously, she was very familiar with these five magic weapons. What could they be if they weren't the inherited Taoist tools of the Zhankong Sword Sect?
"This time you have a great chance of being promoted to Acting Headmaster. Even if you fail then, just hand it over. Without further ado, you can refine it quickly." Feng Wuji said: "With them, plus yourself
It’s a special inheritance, so there won’t be any problems…”
…
the next day.
The third knockout round determines the top ten in the group and advances to the top 100.
At the end of the third round of eliminations, Feng Wuji's old face turned into a blooming chrysanthemum. His strength and luck were all taken over by the Zhankong Sword Sect.
Not to mention Zhang Zihan, Chu Xiangxiang, Yang Tianli, Lu Qingyin, Mu Ziwei, and Zhang Zihan. As long as they don’t meet a powerful Shinto person, there is basically no problem in advancing. However, Chu Xiangxiang, Yang Tianli, Lu Qingyin, and Mu Ziwei,
Although their own strength is not bad, their luck is better. They did not meet the masters of various sects. The opponents they met were all weaker in the same group. Therefore, all four of them were promoted to the top ten of the group.
It's the top 100
There was only one other disciple of the Zhankong Sword Sect who was less powerful and was eliminated as expected.
But even so, among the top 100, the Zhankong Sword Sect occupies seven places.
No doubt the first
Even among the Fortune Sect, there are only five among the top 100.
How could Feng Wuji be unhappy?
"The door to creation is astonishing, and the sky is clear... Feng Ling'er, Yang Tianlei, Zhang Zihan of the Sky-cutting Sword Sect..." Listening to the host's loud voice slowly announcing the list of the top 100, Feng Wuji's face was filled with emotion.
His expression could hardly conceal his inner joy, and the looks of many sect leaders and guests looking at Feng Wuji became even more different, and their congratulations and intentions of friendship became more obvious.
The limelight of the Creation Sect was unexpectedly snatched away for the first time. Although this was only an intermediate process and did not mean anything, it was already a big shame for the Creation Sect.
Although Gudren's appearance has not changed at all, he is still calm and carefree, but his heart has become extremely vicious.
"Proud? I'll let you be proud for a day or two more. When Yang Tianlei and Feng Ling'er die one by one, what else can you be proud of? Huh."
…
"Now please invite the top 100 disciples to the main arena," the host said loudly after announcing the list.
Following his words, the ten group arenas made rumbling sounds and slowly disappeared throughout the entire martial arts arena, while a huge main arena slowly rose in the middle of the martial arts arena.
Yang Tianlei and other hundreds of disciples came to the main arena. The members of the arbitration team also sat on the rostrum.
The top 100 will be regrouped after advancing to the top 50. The nine Shinto disciples will occupy numbers one to nine. There are a total of fifty numbers, each with two numbers. The person with the same number will be the one to fight.
Whoever is unlucky enough to draw numbers 1 to 9 will have no choice but to end up in the top 100...
Under the organization of the arbitration team, the drawing of hundreds of disciples was completed quickly. Suddenly, some were happy and some were sad. The disciples who got numbers 1 to 9 were all very depressed, while those who did not get the numbers flickered and looked for their opponents.
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"What's the number, what's the number?" Yang Tianlei asked as he looked at the girls. Zhang Zihan, Chu Xiangxiang, Yang Tianli and Lu Qingyin all had normal expressions, with strong fighting intent shining in their eyes, but the little girl Mu Ziwei pouted her little
He opened his mouth and stared at Yang Tianlei with an aggrieved look.
"Ahem... Xiaowei, could it be that you were drawn from one to nine? There are many words to admit defeat, so as not to be bullied," Yang Tianlei asked.
"I don't want it," Mu Ziwei said with a pout. But when Yang Tianlei asked what the number was, the girl refused to say whether it was life or death and held it tightly in her little hand.
"Please invite the two No. 1 contestants to come on." At this moment, the two referees had already walked into the ring and said in a deep voice.
"I give up," a disciple with an innate talent of level 8 said loudly and depressedly on the contestants' bench without even entering the ring. Number one was Bu Jingtian, and he was not stupid enough to fight Bu Jingtian.
Then, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4, until No. 5 Feng Ling'er came on the stage, they all gave in.
But the referee remained unchanged and shouted in a routine manner.
"Please invite the two contestants from No. 6 to appear."
Hearing the referee's shout, Yang Tianlei remained motionless, waiting for the opponent to admit defeat. Everyone, including the referee, had the same expression, knowing that another unlucky guy was about to admit defeat, but after waiting for a moment, no one immediately
Admit defeat out loud.
Just when everyone was looking at me, I was looking at you, but the referee who knew who the opponent was actually looked at Yang Tianlei. No, to be precise, it should be Mu Ziwei who was standing next to Yang Tianlei.
"Don't fight back," Mu Ziwei pouted and whispered to Yang Tianlei. As she spoke, she swayed and flew directly to the center of the ring with her sword light.
"Wow..." The crowd suddenly burst into exclamations.
"You have the courage to not admit defeat"
"What? Didn't you see that this pretty girl is also from the Zhankong Sword Sect?"...
"Ahem..." Yang Tianlei was speechless. Now he finally understood why the little girl didn't say her age. It turned out to be a car crash.
The referee looked at Mu Ziwei. Although he was a little confused, he still looked at Yang Tianlei and said: "Please enter."
"Go and let Xiaowei show off the strength of our Sky-Zhanking Sword Sect," Feng Ling'er said with a smile as she looked at the troubled Yang Tianlei.
Yang Tianlei could only reach the center of the ring in a flash.
As a result, a one-sided battle began under the watchful eyes of millions of people. Mu Ziwei, a tough girl, attacked mercilessly, and Yang Tianlei, who only took beatings without fighting back, vented her anger and slapped Yang Tianlei.
Depressed. But Yang Tianlei endured it tangledly, allowing Mu Ziwei to exert all her strength.
In fact, Yang Tianlei knew that Mu Ziwei just wanted to tell everyone that she had the ability to enter the top fifty. Likewise, he also secretly told himself that she was no worse than Lu Qingyin and other women, but she just had bad luck.
Finally, five or six minutes later, Mu Ziwei finished venting her anger. Her flushed face and already raised breasts undulated slightly, she stopped attacking and said, "I lost."
Losing is inevitable. But the strength that Mu Ziwei showed is still surprising. Although she was terminated in the top 100, she still showed the strong strength of the Zhankong Sword Sect.
She has the qualifications to advance to the top fifty
But the game is a game, and luck does exist after all.
…
Soon, the day's competition came to an end and the top fifty were also decided.
Zhang Zihan, Chu Xiangxiang, Yang Tianli and Lu Qingyin all advanced
The Zhankong Sword Sect maintains its absolute lead
…
It's night.
"Boom...Boom..."
In the quiet glass bottle, streaks of brilliant sword light burst out from Yang Tianlei's body. In his hand, he held a black and red giant sword covered with ancient runes, swinging it sword by sword.
When he swung out, countless rays of sword light seemed to tear apart the void, and a terrifying rumbling sound erupted. The whole person was completely immersed in the practice...
Ling Xi, Xiao Rumeng, and Baili Qianqian all hid far away and stared at Yang Tianlei. Even the three people who were familiar with Yang Tianlei's cultivation were shocked. This was the first time that Yang Tianlei had recovered his cultivation.
Show your true strength in front of them. The fourth level of Shinto
Ling Xi in the Peak Realm, although as a weapon spirit, could not display her own strength in the battle with Yang Tianlei, her vision and realm were beyond compare. She was even sure that at this moment, Yang Tianlei would not be able to exert his own strength even if he met the real four divine beings.
At the peak level, he can kill easily
"Um?"
At this moment, Yang Tianlei suddenly stopped. He and Ling Xi were slightly startled at the same time, looking in the same direction.
"Overcoming the tribulation?" Ling Xi said a little surprised.
"I'll go take a look." Yang Tianlei was also shocked.
No movement in Mingxuan Treasure House could escape his and Ling Xi's perception. Therefore, the moment the space fluctuated, Yang Tianlei and Ling Xi clearly sensed that it was the aura formed by Jie Yun. And the direction of this aura
, who is not dear sister Zihan?
A white light flashed, and Yang Tianlei appeared in the space where Zhang Zihan was.
"Zi Han, are you ready?" Yang Tianlei asked with a hint of surprise.
Innate nine-level breakthroughs to the divine realm do not require understanding of the secrets of the barrier. The only thing that needs to be fought is the thunder tribulation. Most people will never dare to fully release their aura and trigger a thunder tribulation before they are sure.
.
"Well. Tianlei, I feel that my body and mind have been tempered to a state of perfection. Don't worry, I will be fine." Zhang Zihan said with firm eyes. At this moment, the Taoist soft armor on her body has faded away. Obviously,
She will rely on her true power to fight against the thunder.
Yang Tianlei stared into Zhang Zihan's eyes, nodded encouragingly, said nothing, and retreated directly into the distance.
"Crack—boom—"
A moment later, the first thunderstorm descended from the sky with terrifying power.