Chapter 115

"As long as you defeat elder martial brother Yi Qing again, it will be a duel between elder martial brother Meng Chong and elder martial brother Ye Chen."

"Elder martial brother Yi Qing should not be the opponent of elder martial brother Ye Chen. After all, he lost to elder martial brother Tiefeng."

"That's right. If Meng chongchan is still the first senior brother in the league this year, it's estimated that there will be no reward. After all, he was rewarded with a prefecture level low-level fist - startling electric fist last time, but if senior brother Ye Chen won the first, the prefecture level low-level secret script can't run away."

Amid the discussion, the game continued.

In fact, so far, although the ranking is uncertain, it has become clear that the first and second accidents are Meng Chong or Ye Chen. Three to five should be from Tiefeng, Xiao Ye and Yi Qing. Six to nine are middle-class students from Zhou Ruo, Li Yun, Li Kuang and Pei Shaoqing. Qiu ruotong is at the bottom.

In the first game, Li Yun lost to Li Kuang,

In the second game, Pei Shaoqing lost to Zhou Ruo

In the third game, Yi Qing lost to Xiao Ye

……

In the ninth game, Meng rushed to the stage.

Tiefeng shook his head, "I'm not his opponent, abstain!"

Boom!

Wudao square suddenly became popular, and Tiefeng abstained, which means that Meng Chong will fight ye Chen in advance. This is undoubtedly the most peak war and the most anticipated war today.

On the VIP seat in the East, there is a row of young men and women. The oldest of them is only 18 or 19 years old, and the youngest is only 16 or 17 years old. Their clothes are different, but there are unique cloud patterns of LiuYun Sect on the sleeves.

The breath of these people is pure and vast. Nearly half of them can compete with the blood shadow knife Mengchong. Several of them even far surpass Mengchong. They sit there and talk and laugh happily. They are not affected by the atmosphere on the field, giving people a deep sense of oppression.

"Jing Jue, who do you think will win?" Among them, a beautiful young man asked the cold looking young man next to him.

The cold boy said indifferently, "boring!"

The pretty boy smiled bitterly, "it's necessary to be so cold!" Turning his head, he asked the young man in blue again, "elder martial brother Luo, what do you say?"

The young man in blue was Luo Hanshan, the second disciple of Liuyun sect. He lowered his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "I think it will be ye Chen!"

"Oh, why?" The other man nearby showed surprise.

Luo Hanshan said, "Meng Chong feels like a sharp knife, invincible, but it's too hard and easy to break, but it's not beautiful. Ye Chen is like a great lake, unfathomable. He has been calm since the start of the race. So I infer that the two must have been fighting for a long time, but it was Ye Chen who finally insisted. Of course, speculation is speculation after all. It can't be counted. If you want to win or lose, you have to fight. "

The handsome young man smiled and said, "elder martial brother Luo has always been very strong in analysis, but like me, the key to who can win depends on the later stage."

The girl in white who ranked eighth suddenly said, "Mengchong will lose."

The girl, who was a little older and wore plum blossom embroidery, joked: "Xu Jing, I see your evaluation for the first time!"

Xu Jing is silent.

Others looked at Xu Jing with a strange look, a sense of urgency and admiration. The other party only became a core disciple last year and now ranks eighth. Moreover, it seems that the other party still has spare power and has not made full efforts to sprint the ranking, otherwise the top five is not impossible.

The inner disciple under the VIP seat looked back from time to time and said in his heart: this position is for core disciples. How glorious it would be if I could sit in this position one day.

Five of the ten platforms have been destroyed.

Ye Chen and Meng Chong stood opposite each other on the seemingly intact platform, staring at each other without blinking.

Hiss!

When the long knife came out of its sheath, Meng Chong took the lead in launching an attack. The sharp blood red blade split the air and cut into the leaf dust not far away.

to be sonorous!

Ye Chen didn't know when he also made a sword and waved a sword Qi to block the blade.

"Take me ten more knives!" Meng Chong looked wild. His long knife was like a runaway wild horse. He cut it out recklessly. The blood red knife awn was rampant and diffuse.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding

For a moment, the whole platform was full of bright sword Qi and blood red blade. The human shadow had been completely covered up and could not be captured by the naked eye.

Shua, Shua!

The two figures flew backwards and confronted each other again.

"Happy, among the inner disciples, you are the only one who can catch my 11 sabres with all his strength." Meng Chong hasn't been so cheerful for a long time. Ye Chen's strength makes his blood boil and his fighting spirit surging. If he can defeat the other party, he must be able to go to a higher level.

Ye Chen said, "keep fighting."

"OK, fight again!"

As soon as their voices fell, their bodies had rushed together. The blood red blade and sword Qi crisscrossed each other and fought against each other. After a while, the platform was also destroyed and cut to pieces.

Under the stage, all the inner disciples were stunned.

In addition to the first encounter, the fight in the back could not tell who was against whom, who had the upper hand and who had the lower hand. Only one sword was as fast as one sword, and one sword was more fierce than another. In the back, the shock wave formed by the collision between the sword Qi and the blade was even more terrible, destroying one platform after another nearby, and the two people could not be seen at all, I only saw the sword Qi and Dao mang sweep from this platform to another platform, fight from the ground to half air, and fight from half air to the ruins of the platform. They are everywhere and everywhere is the place of battle.

A hundred moves! Two hundred moves! Three hundred moves! Five hundred moves! The two fought for five hundred moves, and they were still in a tie. Ye Chen's half step sword can't help Mengchong's blade, and Mengchong's fast knife can't help Ye Chen. At this time, it's no longer strength, but will and endurance. Whoever can stick to it better will win“ A thousand moves! We haven't decided yet, terror! " An inner disciple looked at the sky. At this time, the sun was setting, and the bright afterglow was sprinkled on Wudao square, which reflected the more dreamy and fierce battle. He couldn't help but take a breath“ Yeah! It's great that other people can stop elder martial brother Meng Chong's ten knives, but elder martial brother Ye Chen fought more than 1000 moves with him, and both sides have the upper hand. "“ I don't know who will laugh last. " Suddenly! The blood red sword awn and the bright sword Qi entangled with each other and rose into the sky. Circles of strong shock waves spread around, causing the broken platform to collapse. The people looked intently and saw that the sword in Ye Chen's hand was holding Mengchong's long knife, and they were fixed there“ Shock the world! " Meng Chong clenched his fist with his left hand and slammed it at Ye Chen's head. Ye Chen snorted coldly, and his shining left fist met him. Card wipe! It was like thunder landing, and they both flew backwards“ Come again! " Ye Chen stepped on the platform behind him and rushed to Meng Chong like an arrow. Without fear, Meng Chong punched out again. Boom! When the two sides touched, there was blood in Mengchong's mouth. On the VIP seat of the core disciple, Luo Hanshan sighed, "Ye Chen won, and Meng Chong was a little inferior after all."“ It's not easy to fight now, but the leaf dust is very powerful! Up to now, even Meng Chong can't stop his rise. " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.