Before everyone could be more mentally prepared, a violent blast of air suddenly struck from the sky.
Lin Qi looked up and saw the round lotus leaves spinning at the feet of the white-haired elder, and the air flow was flowing out from him.
Bang bang bang!
A series of collision sounds were heard, and some disciples were seen being blown upside down by the strong wind and collided with the big trees, showing their sluggish appearance.
And those who could persevere mostly stumbled around.
"two!"
The white-haired elder read, this is the second breath.
Boom!
The airflow became stronger, and even raindrops appeared. It was a violent storm, causing the leaves to rustle.
I heard constant banging and banging sounds, and fewer and fewer people were still standing around me.
"three!"
Roar!
A roar like an angry thunder appeared inexplicably, and bursts of lightning and thunder erupted from the Qibao lotus leaf at the foot of the white-haired elder.
It was obviously broad daylight, but at this moment it turned into a pitch-black night, and lightning flashed brightly from time to time, allowing people to see the frightened faces.
All kinds of crackling and banging sounds were heard endlessly, and everyone who could still stand was frightened, knowing that there were fewer and fewer people around them, and they were all eliminated.
And whether they can continue to persevere is also unknown.
I just hope that this strange phenomenon will disappear soon. It is really scary.
Wow.
There seemed to be a wisp of breeze blowing by, everyone's body trembled, and a coolness penetrated their hearts.
Everyone suddenly realized that all the visions disappeared at this moment, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
"Very good, there are fifteen more people."
The white-haired elder spoke calmly, but his face suddenly darkened, and he shouted: "What are you five doing here? Get out!"
"Yes, yes, we were wrong!"
The five disciples who were around the sixth level of the Qi Transformation Realm hurriedly exited the area.
It was Qu Yimeng's five followers.
The white-haired elder hummed: "Except for five, there are ten. According to the past rules, in order to hone everyone's fighting skills, everyone has nine battles. Whoever wants to be the first to go on stage, please come forward."
"I!"
Qu Yimeng jumped onto the high platform.
Everyone was stunned, then lowered their heads and said nothing, unwilling to go up and get into trouble.
I'm an elder's disciple, so I'm not asking for abuse.
The white-haired elder looked speechless and shook his head: "Qu Yimeng, can you stop messing around? When everyone is finished, you can go up and practice your skills, okay?"
"No! After everyone has finished fighting, who will still have the energy to fight with me? It's so boring, I have to be the first to fight!"
Qu Yimeng said that oil and salt are not enough.
The white-haired elder was helpless. After all, according to the rules, his cultivation level met the standards. There was no problem in participating in the trials, and there was no problem in being the first to play.
In addition, because of his background, he couldn't hit or scold her, so he had no choice but to point at someone casually and said: "Then go up and fight her."
"Well……"
The person who was selected happened to be Song Tianfeng, with an innocent look on his face.
Beside them, Tian Tianxing and Liu Long couldn't help but burst into gloating laughter.
The rest of the people secretly said they were lucky.
"Can I admit defeat?" Song Tianfeng said with a bitter face.
"no!"
Qu Yimeng shouted sweetly: "Come up here quickly, don't ruin this girl's elegance, otherwise you will be left with nothing to eat."
"All right."
Song Tianfeng reluctantly jumped onto the competition stage, pulled out a spear from behind with his right hand, and said: "Let's stop at the point without using weapons..."
Unexpectedly, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted: "No! I'm going to use you to practice my swordsmanship."
brush!
Following the shout, Qu Yimeng attacked with a red sword.
Song Tianfeng changed his face in shock, and responded hurriedly and seriously, not daring to show any signs of neglect.
Not to mention his identity as an old disciple, he couldn't be careless just because of the force of his sword.
Dang Dang Dang!
The two clashed with swords and guns, making crisp sounds, but Song Tianfeng's face became increasingly ugly, and his clothes became more and more damaged.
He suddenly realized that he had underestimated others.
Everyone in the world is focused on Qu Yimeng's beauty and willfulness, and is wary of her background, but they forget that her background is not for nothing.
Is it possible to be accepted as a disciple by someone like the Great Elder of Law Enforcement without a strong talent?
In addition, with such a powerful master as his backer, Qu Yimeng's swordsmanship, martial arts, and weapons are all top-notch among the best.
Based on this alone, he is far superior to ordinary people and invincible.
He is the proud man of heaven, but you, Song Tianfeng, are just a nobody under Mr. Huo. How can you compare yourself to others?
Don't say that you are making excuses that you don't dare to fight. Even if you let go and fight with all your strength, can you beat it?
Song Tianfeng obviously realized this, and immediately relaxed his hands and feet, corrected his attitude, and did not dare to look down on Qu Yimeng in the slightest.
"This is so true!"
Qu Yimeng sneered: "As long as you let me fight to my heart's content, I will let you go."
"Thank you for your kindness."
Song Tianfeng fought back while expressing gratitude.
As the battle on the stage became more and more tense, the faces of everyone in the audience became more and more solemn, and they suddenly understood the gap between them and Qu Yimeng.
Tian Xing and Liu Long, who were still a little excited before, seemed to have a basin of cold water poured on their heads. They calmed down instantly and no longer dared to think anything wrong about Qu Yimeng.
Bang!
On the competition stage, the spear fell to the ground, and blood was dripping from Song Tianfeng's wrist. He stood blankly, lost his mind, and looked like he was ready to be slaughtered.
"Hmph, I haven't even used the three-legged cat's kung fu, so you're useless. Get out of here!"
Qu Yimeng shouted coldly. It seemed that he was not enjoying the fight very much, and suddenly kicked out Song Tianfeng, knocking Song Tianfeng off the stage.
puff!
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Song Tianfeng fell to the ground dejectedly.
Then a spear came down with a whoosh, almost piercing Song Tianfeng's head. Song Tianfeng was so horrified that he couldn't help but tremble and almost fainted.
When all the contestants saw this scene, they felt sympathy and fear.
Fortunately, they were not the ones who went up just now, otherwise they would have been even worse than Song Tianfeng.
However, the aunt was still on the high platform and had no intention of coming down. This made everyone feel frightened. They all lowered their heads and did not dare to raise their heads.
I'm afraid that if I look into each other's eyes, I'll become a thorn in their side.
With Song Tianfeng's strength, he would end up like this. With such a lesson learned from the past, who would dare to go up and humiliate himself?
"Qu Yimeng wins this battle. Both of them go down to rest before challenging others. Next, you two go up and fight."
The white-haired elder shouted an order to stop Qu Yimeng from continuing to show off his power.
With this troublemaker around, he had to take the initiative to order troops and generals to prevent everyone from being timid and afraid to move.
And among the two people he randomly selected, one of them was Lynch.