Chapter 200 Competition

Chapter 200 Tournament

All three rounds of competition are over, and the top 30 places will be determined. Without exception, none of the thirteen brothers and sisters have ever met, and now the final draw will be held.

Thirty people walked towards the lottery cage together, and no one knew who their opponent was, so they all took a lottery basket from the lottery cage.

"No. 8, it's really auspicious!"

Ye Feng looked at the number in his hand and muttered to himself.

Fifteen arenas light up at the same time, this time at the same time, 15 people will win and enter the competition to determine the champion.

No one knew who their opponents were, so with a leap, Ye Feng landed on the No. 8 ring.

"Meet Junior Brother Ye!"

At the moment Ye Feng fell, a wry laugh came.

Ye Feng was taken aback, the opponent in this match was actually Lan Fan, the black and white hall was second only to Qi Ruomei, the two had fought once before, and Lan Fan had a slight advantage, now they met Ye Feng again, so they showed a wry smile.

"I've seen Senior Brother Lan!"

Ye Feng also hugged each other with a fist, and the relationship between the two is not considered hostile.

"I know that you are powerful, even if I make a move, I am not your opponent. Why don't I simply admit defeat? After all, you still have 14 battles to come, and you need strong true energy. This is a favor for you!"

Lan Fan actually took the initiative to admit defeat and gave Ye Feng a favor.

Entering the top 15, there will be 14 battles. This will be a test of the purity of true energy, and there will be a competition for resources. No one wants to consume excess true energy. If Lan Fan takes the initiative to admit defeat, it can be regarded as saving a battle for Ye Feng. The true qi consumed in the battle will be of great benefit to the following battles.

"Then I would be very grateful!"

Ye Feng expressed his thanks.

"I hope I will have the opportunity to learn from Junior Brother Ye in the future!"

Lan Fan didn't stay too long. After conceding defeat with the referee, the two left the ring together. Ye Feng was the first to win the match and successfully entered the top fifteen.

Back on the high platform, Ye Feng looked down, the fourteen arenas were playing with great joy,

Ye Feng scanned them one by one, and every scene was wonderful.

Ding Buhui's boxing is like the sea roaring, every punch is powerful and heavy, so far I haven't seen him cast the Guangle Seal, this is his trump card, last time it was already infinite and close to half magic weapon, probably It is even stronger at this time.

After several rounds, Ding Buhui swept his opponent off the ring with one punch, successfully advanced and entered the competition.

Ye Feng looked at the others again, and found that Yue Wuhen also easily defeated his opponent and advanced smoothly.

The judge pen in Luo Yifeng's hand is like a flying dragon, pointing east and west, the opponent has no power to fight back, and is swept away by the ghostly brushwork, another promotion.

Only a very few people fight very hard. These big brothers really deserve their reputation, and their strength is stronger than the other.

I don't know what's going on, the clothes all over my body are in rags, and I take the initiative to admit defeat.

This is Xu Qingfeng's unique skill, once the sword strikes, whoever fights for the front will be defeated by the ghost sword in an instant.

Qiguan Kuangdao, holding a big knife as high as a person, slashed down in the air, frightening the opponent, and ran down the ring, very embarrassed.

Dan Guan Lengxue, holding a seven-color silk belt, rolled it upside down, wrapped the opponent, and threw it under the ring, fighting very softly.

Fang Hanzhuo from Wenxing Academy, Ye Wuyou from Wukui Academy, Wang Anguo from Arhat Hall, Qi Ruomei from Black and White Hall, and Jin Kui from Tiguan, they all defeated their opponents with a strong posture in battle.

This time, Ye Feng was finally sure that the academy had definitely arranged everything. All the thirteen cousins ​​advanced without exception, but they didn't meet each other. This is simply unbelievable.

There is another person who is very conspicuous, Hua Xiaosi from Tianxing Academy, this person is very weird, he is dressed like a clown, but he is extremely powerful, every move is very tricky, he plays cards completely unreasonable, very difficult to deal with, He also advanced smoothly, and all fifteen places were finally born.

They are Ye Feng, Yue Wuhen, Ding Buhui, Xu Qingfeng, Qi Ruomei, Gui Ming, Wang Anguo, Kuang Dao, Leng Xue, Hua Xiaosi, Fang Hanzhuo, Jin Kui, Luo Yifeng, Ye Wuyou, and Wei Wu He Zijing from the church.

Two people from Yizhongtian and Tianxingyuan entered the top fifteen respectively, and only the most powerful disciples remained in some other halls.

A powerful fighting spirit emanated from the fifteen people, and then the fifteen of them will fight with each other, whoever wins more will be closer to the championship.

The arena is moving slowly, the fourteen arenas are assembled, and the distance between each arena is also gradually widening, vacating all the previous arenas.

"The final match is about to begin. I won't talk about the rules. Each of you will fight with each other, so it doesn't matter who comes first. Take a break and the game will begin!"

Hunyuan Daoist took a look at the fifteen people and asked them to rest for a while. The game will continue, and it will be a cruel competition. After all, it will be fourteen games in a row. No one can predict whether the true energy will last until the end.

This is also more fair, everyone has fourteen games, there is no fluke, the consumption of true energy is the same, it depends on who can last until the end.

A stick of incense time passed by, and Ye Feng did not consume his true energy because of Lan Fan's voluntary surrender.

Everyone stood up together, and Ye Feng flew to the ring, waiting for his opponent.

The others followed closely behind. Suddenly, all fourteen arenas lit up at the same time, and some people fell down.

"Whoosh!"

A figure appeared in front of Ye Feng, standing ten steps away.

"Wukui Courtyard Ye Wuyou!"

The opponent hugged and punched.

"Xuan Yard Ye Feng!"

Although each other

Knowing each other's names, but before the fight, they still reported each other's names, which was regarded as etiquette before the competition.

"Please!"

A long sword appeared in Ye Wuyou's hand. Various patterns were carved on the scabbard, which was really beautiful. When the sword edge came out, the sharp sword energy came out from the sword edge.

As soon as the blade was drawn, blossoming sword flowers appeared, Ye Wuyou leaned forward, and the long sword turned into a straight line, piercing Ye Feng's heart.

The Wukui Academy ranked tenth in the previous session, and the senior brother has been promoted to the core disciples in the previous session. I hope this time I can reach the top seven and go to a higher level.

"Clang!"

Facing the flying long sword, Ye Feng punched it, the long sword made a clang, and was deflected, Ye Feng did not dare to be careless, this Ye Wuyou's strength was no less than Jian Chengfeng.

Ye Wuyou was shocked. He saw Ye Feng's physical body as a spiritual weapon just now. Now that he personally touched it, he was secretly shocked. He didn't understand how Ye Feng cultivated. It was unimaginable to be able to use the body as a weapon.

With a flick of the sword's edge, the long sword adjusted its angle again, attacking Ye Feng in the upper, middle and lower directions respectively.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Feng praised, this Ye Wuyou's swordsmanship is not weaker than Jian Chengfeng, but there is still a certain gap compared to Guiming and Guijianchou.

"This is my Seven Blossom Moves, there are seven moves in total, you have to be careful!"

Ye Wuyou yelled loudly, and the momentum of the sword changed suddenly, like falling flowers and rain, layers of sword waves appeared, like tides, rushing toward Ye Feng endlessly.

"Then try my body crushing fist!"

When it comes to the competition, Ye Feng doesn't want to consume it for a long time, he must save his true energy, so he has to make a quick decision in every match, and defeat his opponent as quickly as possible.

"Torn apart!"

The fist was like a fierce tiger, and it let out a roar, forming a billowing air wave, which disintegrated all the blown sword energy, and began to crush the ground, making a booming sound.

"Ka Ka Ka!"

The bluestone on the ground cracked inch by inch, and the strength of his fist turned into a fierce tiger, rushing towards Ye Wuyou angrily.

Feeling the aura like a mountain, a trace of shock flashed across Ye Wuyou's face, the long sword twisted around, changing from stabbing to chopping, trying to split Ye Feng's fist across the air.

"laugh!"

The sword qi hit the fist wind, making a chi-chi sound, the fist strength was still going forward, Ye Wuyou was forced to retreat several steps, his eyes turned cold, the long sword shone brightly, and fell down again.

"Flowers are interested!"

This is the fourth form of Luohua's Seven Forms. The sword energy covers the sun and the moon, as if an invisible sword array is falling towards Ye Feng.

Ye Feng was not surprised to see that the opponent could not be defeated by being torn apart, and the second move followed closely.

"Five horses to quarter the body!"

It was even more berserk, instantly destroying those surrounding Sword Curtain Chapter 200 competitions

, being crushed mercilessly, the fierce zhenqi was like a tiger and leopard, rushing wildly, forcing the sword qi back inch by inch.

"It's so thick and true!"

Ye Wuyou was shocked, and the long sword in his hand flew again, like a goddess scattering flowers, countless sword lights appeared, and a unparalleled sword blade slashed down in the air, trying to break through the punch with one move.

"Flowing water is merciless!"

This is the fifth form, trying to break Ye Feng's Body Crushing Fist.

Received the baptism of the technique of inscription patterns, and awakened the spirit of martial arts, Body Crushing Bone Fist transcends the scope of ordinary martial arts, every punch can affect the power of heaven and earth, it seems that the invisible laws around can be drawn in, slowly following the boxing move.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a series of explosions in the air, and the fist was swept by the sword energy, making a bang bang sound, still in an indomitable posture, hitting hard and destroying everything.

"boom!"

The blade of the sword fell, making a terrifying roar, the power of the fist was broken, Ye Feng's eyes were angry, and the third punch appeared soon, this Ye Wuyou's swordsmanship was really extraordinary, he broke Ye Feng twice in a row.

"Storm!"

Ye Feng's body exploded, and he took the initiative to attack. The true energy in his dantian was like a tide, as if a dam had burst, pouring out, and the angry flood began to roar, condensing into an aura like mountains and rivers, enough to destroy everything standing in front of him. Architecture, including sword potential.

A layer of dark clouds blew over, as if infected by Ye Feng's aura, and merged into the strength of the fist. This is the combination of heaven and earth. Ye Feng borrowed the power of heaven and earth to fuse the invisible law with boxing. This is the spirit of martial arts. Spiritual wisdom can resonate with the heaven and the earth.

time!

There was a strong wind on the ring, like a doomsday scene, countless hurricanes formed a small tornado, layers of dark clouds were absorbed by the fist, and the fierce true energy finally broke out, like a prehistoric raptor, with ruthless power, ruthlessly hit the past. ()