Chapter 106

PS: tomorrow is the first day!

Under the stage, Wu Zongming turned his head to Ye Chen and said, "Ye Chen, be careful when you meet senior brother Feng. His lightness skills are more than that."

"I know. Don't worry." Among the people present, ye Chen can see more clearly than anyone else, but he really doesn't need to be afraid of each other when it comes to lightness skills.

In the seventh round of the competition, Wu Zongming, Zhang Haoran and Huang Bingwen all lost. Wu Zongming and Huang Bingwen naturally lost because of their limited strength, while Zhang Haoran met Li Kuang, one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate.

Ghost sword Li Kuang deserves the title of ghost sword. With only one sword, Zhang Haoran lost.

Seriously speaking, the gap between the two is not so big. After all, Zhang Haoran is a genius who can be counted in the whole Liuyun sect. He can't be easily defeated with one move, but he can only blame his bad luck. The sword technique of ghost sword Li Kuang is famous for being unpredictable. As long as his strength is slightly inferior, it's difficult to get a sword. That sword is like a nightmare. There's no way to stop it, It's like you're on the edge of the sword.

Zhang Haoran, who lost the game, stared at the ghost sword Li Kuang. He couldn't imagine that he couldn't even stop a sword.

Ghost sword Li Kuang turned around and walked down the stage. In the process, he said faintly: "practice for another year."

"Under the core disciples, senior brother Li Kuang is the first swordsman."

"When I think back now, I think that sword is too terrible. My eyes can't keep up, my perception can't keep up, and even my intuition can't keep up. It's very fast, but it gives the illusion of being very slow. If it was me, I'm afraid I would go crazy immediately."

"Senior brother Li Kuang is powerful, but look over there." An inner disciple points to a group of platforms on which two people are beginning to fight.

Others talked about it.

"He is senior brother Dong Haohua, ranking ninth among the top ten disciples of the inner sect. Who is his opponent? I've never seen him before."

"Me too."

"It seems to come out suddenly. Is there such a person among the inner disciples?"

On a set of platforms.

The cold young man was expressionless. He put his right hand on the handle of the sword, pulled it out and cut it.

Wheeze!

Six sword lights floated across Dong Haohua's body.

Dong Haohua smiled confidently and waved his five foot long double guns left and right. The diffuse gun shadow easily broke the sword light and blasted at the other party.

Suddenly.

Dong Haohua was stunned in place and looked down. He didn't know when the clothes on his chest cracked, and light blood seeped out.

"I lost! What's your name? " Dong Haohua knew that if the other side didn't show mercy, this sword would kill him. He just didn't understand. He clearly broke six sword shadows and how he could get caught. It's a ghost.

"Li Yun!"

Leaving two words, the cold young man stepped down.

"It's incredible to beat senior brother Dong Haohua, who ranks ninth with one sword! When did such a terrible figure appear among the inner disciples? "

"Even elder martial brother Dong was defeated by a sword. It's likely that Li Yun can compete with elder martial brother Li Kuang. I don't know whose sword skill is better."

Not far away, ghost sword Li Kuang narrowed his eyes and stared at Li Yun's back.

Up to now, one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate has been defeated. Many people with insufficient strength don't hope for themselves, but they hope to see the second and third.

One wave is not flat, another wave rises again.

On the platform of the eight groups, another person defeated Song Fei, the "iron leg" who ranked 10th among the top ten disciples of the inner gate.

Although iron legged Song Fei only ranks 10th, that is the reason why his fighting style is too tough. If he is tough, he can still move forward.

His opponent, who also majored in leg technique, only had three legs. The first leg kicked Song Fei's leg shadow, the second leg kicked the other party's body protection Qi, and the third leg gently touched his chest and stepped on a footprint. It was natural to lift his feet lightly.

If this is the case, it will not cause a sensation. The inner disciple who defeated Song Fei is Tiefeng. He is 19 years old and belongs to the oldest group among the inner disciples of Liuyun sect. He is recognized for his diligence and mediocre talent. But this time, his battle gives people a master's style. The whole person has changed from inside to outside, like a moth transformed into a butterfly.

"This son is a late bloomer!"

On the elder's table, some elders expressed emotion.

Several elders nearby nodded repeatedly, "diligence can make up for weakness, and if you work to the extreme, you can understand what many people can't understand. This son can be cultivated."

"Hehe, it's not that I haven't seen a disciple who has become a late bloomer in the past, but this time it's more shocking than ever before. It's like a rebirth."

Wu Zongming asked Ye Chen, "Ye Chen, what do you see? Why do I think those three legs are very common, but it's strange that senior brother Song Fei can't stop it."

Ye Chen slowly breathed out, "that's potential!"

"Potential?" Wu Zongming was puzzled.

Ye Chen explained: "the so-called potential is very mysterious, and words can't be expressed. If you simply understand it, that is, he realized the general trend of heaven and earth, and preliminarily integrated this potential into the leg technique. Therefore, at first glance, it looks ordinary, but people can't stop it. After all, in front of the general trend of heaven and earth, the manpower is too small."

Wu Zongming doesn't understand. At the end of the game, the higher the score, the lower the score. So far, ye Chen's score is 18 points, ranking first with Feng Ping flying in the wind. Finally, the game went on to the last round, the tenth round“ Scene one, zero to 28! " The Deacon's voice of the draw fell, and ye Chen's inner disciples were boiling. In the first nine rounds, they had seen that ye Chen was very powerful. After all, few of the ten groups could win nine games in a row. Except for the eight seed players, there were only a few others. Originally, if ye Chen didn't meet Feng Ping, he might win ten games in a row and tie with Feng Ping to enter the finals. Now I'm afraid it's impossible. In the public's disapproval, ye Chen went to the stage. Opposite, Feng Ping said casually: "your strength is good."“ You're OK. " What ye Chen said stunned others. Elder martial brother Feng Ping's strength is only good. Are you kidding? People can't be so arrogant“ Hehe, it's not good to be too arrogant. Let me try your bottom line! " Feng Ping recognized Ye Chen's strength, but did not think that the other party could surpass himself. With a flash of body shape, people had lost their trace, as if they were integrated into the wind. Ye Chen remained calm and waved his fist to the left. The fist strength and finger strength touched together and made a terrible burst sound. But then, Feng Ping's attack became more fierce. A finger awn shrouded in leaf dust from all directions and hissed, but he still didn't show it“ On lightness skills, I haven't been afraid of anyone! " At the same time, ye Chen's figure also disappeared. Dao Daozhi mang hit the table into a horse honeycomb. PA, bang, Chi! On the table, you can only see the fist shadow and finger awn fighting. Because their body shape is too fast and strange, you can only see a trace of virtual shadow“ It's so fucking weird. Let's look at it. I can't imagine that ye Chen is so powerful. It's obviously hidden in front. " Someone couldn't help saying“ Elder martial brother Feng Ping should not be serious! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.