Chapter 137 Brothers

At the beginning of the trials, nearly 500 students immediately fought fiercely in the arena.

People are constantly being beaten to the outside of the ring, and all kinds of gorgeous martial arts are dazzling.

These 500 students from the inner courtyard have all the martial arts they have cultivated.

"Hahaha... I'm practicing horizontal martial arts, Huang-level high-grade martial arts 'Iron Wall Art'! Let's see who can defeat me!"

A burly young man jumped onto the ring, and immediately steadied himself on the bottom plate, his whole body stretched his shirt up. Several inner courtyard students attacked him, but they failed to shake him, so he couldn't help but be proud and laugh wildly.

"Arrogant! I want to see if it's your iron wall trick, whether it can stop my water-breaking method!"

A tall and lean boy next to him obviously refused to accept it. With a long whistle, he kicked his legs out again and again, bringing a vicious wind and sweeping towards the burly boy.

bang bang bang bang...

The shadows of the legs all over the sky seem to have opened a curtain between the heavens and the earth, and the overwhelming momentum rushed towards the burly boy, and the dull voice was deafening.

"Hahaha...it's too light, too light!"

The burly boy resisted more than a dozen kicks, his expression did not change, and he looked at the boy who performed the leg technique proudly.

After more than ten moves, he failed to win the opponent, and the young man's face was a little ugly. He was about to perform a more powerful martial arts when the burly young man suddenly shouted.

"Lie down for me! Tieshan Jin!"

The voice fell, and the clothes on his body suddenly swelled like a balloon.

boom!

The tall boy kicked his legs and feet on the burly boy, his face changed wildly, he screamed, and the whole person was shocked and vomited blood and flew out of the ring!

"Hahaha... My Iron Wall Art has been cultivated to the point where it is a combination of rigidity and softness, who can beat me!"

The burly boy shook his opponent and laughed wildly.

"Damn, this guy is too arrogant! Everyone, he is so powerful, we are definitely not opponents. Why don't we go together! Let's knock him off the ring first!"

"it is good!"

I don't know who shouted, and there was a sound of echoing around.

More than a dozen students, murderously surrounded the burly boy.

The burly boy's laughter stopped abruptly, his face changed slightly, and he pretended to be calm and said, "How dare you join forces, do you still have any shame!"

"Win the king or lose the bandit! You don't care so much, everyone!"

boom boom boom...

More than a dozen students each performed martial arts and attacked the burly boy.

bang bang bang...

A dozen pairs of fists and feet, with the sound of breaking wind, attacked the burly boy together.

"Ah! I'm not reconciled!"

Although the burly young man was strong, his fists were invincible to his four feet.

"Self-inflicted..."

Seeing this scene, Luo Feng shook his head with a wry smile.

Now everyone is fighting, and everyone is afraid of opponents who are higher than themselves.

This burly boy deliberately showed his strength, he was simply digging his own grave!

In just a short while, two or three hundred people have been blasted off the ring.

Luo Feng saw Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan on the ring.

The hundreds of students in the inner courtyard outside the Dragon Tiger Pillar are basically in the sixth-level heroic realm.

Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan are the cultivation bases of the Seventh Layers of Treasures. In the ring, they are like tigers in the flock. Even if they don't use their qi, they will immediately turn their heads wherever they go.

"Flowing clouds over the peak!"

On the stage, Bing Ruolan snorted lightly, her footsteps danced lightly on the ring, her right palm turned into a sword and struck like lightning.

bang bang bang...

The intense air flow four, the nearly ten inner courtyard students around her all groaned and fell to the ground, unable to stand up.

hiss...

Seeing this scene, there was a gasp in the stands, and even Zi Hongyuan's eyes lit up.

"The flowing cloud swordsmanship of Dachengjing is rare. Bing Ruolan's talent for martial arts is unique."

Zi Hongyuan nodded slightly, his eyes admiring.

Every time Bing Ruolan makes a move, several students must fall to the ground.

In the end, when the others saw her approaching, they immediately dispersed in panic, and did not dare to do anything with her at all.

In response, Bing Ruolan responded with a wry smile, stopped and stood quietly on the ring, waiting for the game to end.

"Hehe, good swordsmanship! As expected of a '**fairy'!"

A hearty voice sounded, and Li Heshan came over. After he defeated dozens of opponents, no one dared to fight him again.

Bing Ruolan glanced at Li Heshan and smiled lightly: "Your Kaishan Fist is not bad, so far no one has been able to block your punch."

Li Heshan coughed awkwardly and glanced at Luo Feng who was under the stage, his face a little hot.

Yesterday, he and Luo Feng tried their best to perform Shanquan, but they couldn't shake Luo Feng by half a point. How could he be embarrassed to accept Bing Ruolan's praise at this moment?

The number of people who can stand on the ring is getting smaller and smaller, and soon, only the last ten people are left.

"The trials are over! Congratulations to the ten of you for qualifying for the next round of competition."

A middle-aged teacher walked to the ring and announced to the remaining ten people on the ring with a smile.

Immediately, he took out a porcelain bottle from his body, poured out ten blood-colored projectiles, and said, "Here are ten blood ginseng pills, which can help you recover from your injuries and vitality. Take them. Prepare to participate in the next round of competition."

"Thank you for teaching."

The ten people thanked them, took the blood ginseng pills and took them, and then each walked off the ring.

The entire martial arts field was still immersed in the atmosphere of the melee just now, and everyone was talking about it.

The topic mainly focused on Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan who performed outstandingly.

"I can't believe that there are students from the Seventh Layer Treasure Realm in addition to the hundred Dragon Tiger Pillars. It's really surprising."

The 'ruthless' Zhou Tong looked at Bing Ruolan and Li Heshan who had stepped down from the ring, his eyes were a little surprised.

Next to the 'Blood Demon' Nan Xiao smiled and said:

"I know both of them. The boy used to be the monitor of the Jinyang class, Li Heshan, and the girl was the monitor of the Yinyue class, Bing Ruolan. Both of them are very talented. It is reasonable to have such a cultivation. It's just that Bing Ruo. Lan's swordsmanship is as close as a dangerous mountain, as far as a cloud, and the artistic conception is quite high, it is estimated that he has received some expert guidance..."

Zhou Tong nodded and did not speak again.

Although the cultivation base in the early stage of the Seventh Layer Treasure Realm was already outstanding in the inner courtyard, it still could not arouse much interest in him.

"Ruo Lan, congratulations."

Bing Ruolan walked off the ring and Luo Feng stepped forward.

Bing Ruolan's light blue short hair shone with a charming luster under the golden sunlight. She won the competition. She was also very happy. She looked at Luo Feng and smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

Next is the 'contest' for the top ten of the Yihu ranking. The two of them stopped talking and sat down to adjust their breath.

Half an hour later, the middle-aged coach in charge of the competition stepped onto the ring and announced:

"Everyone, the competition is about to begin. In this competition, as before, one hundred of you will be divided into ten groups. Each group will have one top ten student in the Yihu list, and the ten final winners will receive a prize. Qualifications for the next round of the Finals Challenge!"

The competition adopts the rule of random drawing, whichever two people's numbers are drawn will come to the stage to play against each other, and the winner will be determined. The winner continues the game, and the loser loses the qualification to continue the game.

"Let's start grouping now. One to ten is a group, eleven to 20 is a group, and so on, everyone steps forward to draw their own numbers."

After the middle-aged teacher finished speaking, he glanced at the audience, and the other two teachers moved a huge sandalwood box to the ring.

The students who were qualified for the competition stepped forward one after another and drew their numbers from the sandalwood box.

"I hope I'm not in a group with you."

Bing Ruolan looked at the sandalwood box and said worriedly.

If they were in a group, one would definitely be eliminated.

Luo Feng was also a little nervous in his heart, but his expression did not change. He smiled and said, "It shouldn't be so coincidental."

Bing Ruolan nodded, forced a smile on her small face, inhaled slightly, walked to the sandalwood box, and reached out to take a number plate.

Luo Feng followed behind and took his number plate.

"What's your number?" Walking to the side, the two asked at the same time.

Bing Ruolan smiled slightly and spread her palms, "I'm number five. How about you?"

Luo Feng raised his brows lightly, and a helpless smile appeared on his face: "It seems like such a coincidence."

With that said, he took out his number plate.

Number three!

It happens to be in the same group as Bing Ruolan.

Bing Ruolan was slightly absent-minded, and immediately held her number plate, blinked, looked at Luo Feng and smiled: "It's okay, I can't make it into the top ten anyway."

Luo Feng didn't speak. He didn't expect to be in the same group as Bing Ruolan, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

"What are you two talking about? Why is your face so ugly." A hearty voice suddenly sounded, and Li Heshan came over.

Seeing the number plate in Luo Feng's hand, Li Heshan immediately guessed the matter by seven or eight points, turned around and said to Bing Ruolan, "Bing Ruolan, show me your number plate."

A hint of doubt flashed in Bing Ruolan's eyes, but she still handed the number plate to Li Heshan.

Li Heshan took the number plate and said with a smile, "Can I change the number with you?"

"why?"

Li Heshan pointed to Luo Feng, shrugged and said, "When Luo Feng and I were in the Kings Challenge, we had an agreement that we would have a showdown. Now is just an opportunity, and my number is 24, so I won't be with him. Group. Wishing you the beauty of adulthood."

Although Bing Ruolan felt that something was wrong, she didn't want to be in the same group as Luo Feng, and immediately nodded, "Okay."

"Thank you."

Li Heshan handed his number plate to Bing Ruolan and winked at Luo Feng.

Luo Feng breathed a sigh of relief, walked to Li Heshan, and whispered, "I owe you a favor."

Li Heshan waved his hand, imitating Luo Feng's expression yesterday, frowning: "A big man, don't be hypocritical with me!"

Luo Feng smiled and slapped Li Heshan on the shoulder, "Thank you so much."

Li Heshan smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "I was injured by Lin Yun Anjin yesterday. I haven't recovered from the injury, so I definitely won't be able to enter the Qianlong List. It's better to be a good person."

Thinking of Lin Yun, Luo Feng's eyes turned cold and he said solemnly, "Don't worry, I will personally avenge you tomorrow!"

Li Heshan felt the chill that radiated from Luo Feng's body, and was startled, and gave Luo Feng a deep look. Could it be that he really has the strength to defeat Lin Yun?

At this moment, the voice of a middle-aged teacher on the ring next to him suddenly sounded.

"The group has been divided, and the competition has officially started!"

Whoa!

The voice fell, and the entire martial arts field was boiling, and the cheers went straight to the sky...