Chapter 107

Feng Ping didn't hear the people's comments. Now he is completely shocked. Some of the inner disciples can not lose to him in lightness skills.

"Ten thousand urgent!"

Feng Ping pointed out that the finger awns were all over the void. The finger awns cracked the air, and the hissing voice continued.

Poop poop poop

Ye Chen's figure was suddenly broken down and scattered. It turned out to be a residual shadow.

"So is your lightness skill." Ye Chen's voice came from behind Feng Ping.

Feng Ping became angry. His body was like a whirlwind, spinning violently. Countless Dow finger awns were shooting in all directions, and some finger awns pierced the stone columns at the edge of the platform.

Ye Chen's eyes were sharp and his figure flashed. He shuttled between countless Dao finger awns. These finger awns were not launched together. There were always front and back, fast and slow. With his strong body control ability and speed, ye Chen walked into the room without interruption and stepped in at every opportunity to shake five steps before Feng Ping.

"How can it be? It won't hit him."

All the inner disciples, including Xiao Ye and Zhou Ruo, were stunned and opened their mouths slightly.

People with eyesight know that speed alone cannot completely avoid the finger awns. After all, the gap between each finger awn is very small, and the small ones can be ignored. Moreover, these finger awns have not been arranged and are disordered. There is no way to find the law. If you want to pass through them, your eyesight, mental strength, physical strength, speed, response and overall view must reach the upper level.

On the elder's table, the elder smiled and said, "this son is good. There are not many people who can surpass Feng Ping in lightness skills."

The second elder nodded, "Feng Ping's body method can't be underestimated, but after all, he can't catch up with each other's sophistication, and his proficiency is also poor."

"Ha ha, it's a blessing for Liuyun sect to have three potential disciples in a row!" The three elders couldn't help laughing.

On the stage, ye Chen punched out, and the crisp Zhenfei Feng Ping.

"Ye Chensheng!"

The lottery deacon was stunned and shouted.

Ye Chen was not too proud. His body slipped and fell next to Wu Zongming.

Wu Zongming was so excited that he said, "it's great. Even elder martial brother Feng Ping's lightness skill can't match you."

"He can't understand the true meaning of the wind, it's just the speed of the wind." The wind is invisible. If Feng Ping can understand it, ye Chen is naturally inferior to him in lightness skills.

Feng Ping walked out of the stage and lost his lightness skills to others. It was a great blow to him. After all, he was confident that he could easily solve Ye Chen.

The tenth round is over.

Draw lots and the Deacon reports the score.

"Group 7, first place Ye Chen, 20 points; Second place Feng Ping, 18 points, third place... "

The first three parties in the group stage are qualified for the final, and Feng Ping was not eliminated.

Soon, other groups also ranked in the top three.

Wu Zongming lost too many games and lost his qualification for the finals. Zhang Haoran only lost one game and ranked second. As for Li Yun and Tiefeng, they both advanced with the first result of the group.

No matter how wonderful the game is, we have to eat. It's already noon.

The elder stood up and announced that the finals would be held in the afternoon.

The canteen of Liuyun sect's inner disciples.

"It's really unexpected that three strong men, Li Yun, Tiefeng and ye Chen, emerged from the inner disciples this time."

"Li Yun's sword technique is so strong that I haven't figured out how he defeated senior brother Dong Haohua."

"Tiefeng is not bad either. Three legs solved senior brother Song Fei. It's as stable as a mountain."

"You said, what about ye Chen's lightness skills?"

"It's probably the lightness skill! However, if you want to defeat him, you must be the top six of the top ten disciples of the inner gate. "

"Well, no matter how powerful the lightness skill is, if you can't attack, you can't defeat senior brother Li Kuang and others."

"Yes! In addition to Feng Ping, Dong Haohua and Song Fei, the other seven did not reveal their full strength, or even 70% of their strength. It is difficult to win them. We must not be too bad in every aspect. "

"Stop talking. Besides, I'm too excited to eat. I really want to see the final quickly. At that time, the top ten disciples of the inner gate must go all out. The top duel of the inner gate disciples!"

In the afternoon.

Wudao square is boiling again, which is several times more lively than in the morning.

On the central platform, the elder raised his voice: "the final is divided into knockout competition and ranking competition. Twenty people will be eliminated in the knockout competition, leaving only ten. The ranking competition determines the ranking of the top ten disciples of the inner door this year,..."

At the bottom, ye Chen heard clearly that there were ten rounds of the knockout, which were divided into three platforms, but there were no fixed personnel on each platform, that is, whoever was drawn, and it was possible on which platform.

After ten rounds, the top ten players will become the top ten disciples of this session.

After becoming the top ten disciples of the inner gate, there is also a ranking competition. The ranking competition is the most complex and requires many games, not to mention for the time being.

"Now, the final officially begins." The elder raised his Qi and said. Boom! There was a lot of noise in the audience, and everyone was supporting their favorite inner disciples“ The first platform, Song Fei to Jiang Hao! "“ The second platform, Li Yun to Wu Yuan! "“ The third platform, Meng Chong to Feng ping! " There was no suspense about the competition between the first platform and the second platform, while the third platform was a bit interesting. After all, this was a duel between the top ten disciples of the inner gate last year, which immediately triggered a roar of applause. Six people came on stage one after another. Not surprisingly, Song Fei and Li Yun easily defeated their opponents and scored two points. The battle of the third platform has not yet begun. Feng Ping looked at Meng Chong with great dignity. As one of the top ten disciples of the inner door, he didn't want to meet two people, one is Li Kuang, the ghost sword, and the other is Meng Chong, the blood shadow knife. Ghost sword Li Kuang's sword technique is unpredictable, defenseless and weak. He can hardly threaten him. Meng Chong is even more terrible. His advantage is overwhelming and his quality is top in all aspects. There is almost no hope to meet him. However, Feng Ping still wants to pass a knife from Meng Chong's hand. Anyway, he is also one of the top ten disciples of the inner door. He can't pass the pass with a knife. Meng Chong grinned and said, "Feng Ping, are you thinking about how to pass a knife from me?"“ Give up the plan! Your strength is far from mine. " Step by step, Meng Chong's right hand was placed on the handle of the knife. Flash! Feng Ping's scalp was numb. He quickly swept aside and his body disappeared in a flash“ You can't escape! " Almost no one saw Meng Chong's knife, only the blood red blade flash away. The next moment, Feng Ping's figure showed that the clothes on his chest were cracked with a long and narrow knife scar extending to his waist. ha-ha! With a few laughs, Meng Chong turned and stepped down. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.