Chapter 50

The confrontation between Chen Yu and Cheng Yun was really too fast. In just a few breaths, the outcome has been decided.

"How could this be?"

Hu Yiba and Le Feng were shocked.

Previously, Chen Yu and Yuan Beitong fought more than a hundred moves, all of which were head-to-head. I thought it would take a lot of effort for him.

Unexpectedly.

Cheng Yun came on the stage, and before he could gain a firm foothold, he was defeated by Chen Yulei.

"It's too strong, I can't resist it at all."

Cheng Yun walked off the stage with a wry smile. He was convincingly defeated.

"I'm afraid that this guy has concealed something about his battle with Yuan Beitong. If it wasn't for the hostile relationship, I would have been a little impressed by his strength and courage."

For the first time, Hu Yiba's fierce face showed a trace of solemnity, even respect.

In the sect, although he is brutal and fierce, he also respects the strong.

"Hu Yiba, Junior Brother Yue. Which one of you will win? If you want to hit the top three, you must pass me."

Chen Yu was still standing on the stage.

Still continue to fight?

All the disciples in the audience were stunned and couldn't believe it.

"Senior Brother Chen, I'm coming."

A handsome young man with fluttering long hair floated onto the stage.

Chen Yu vs Le Feng!

The duel between the two immediately attracted everyone's interest.

One is a rising outsider genius, and the other is a dark horse with a shining comet.

Le Feng stood on the stage, looking at the unstoppable Chen Yu opposite, with extremely complicated emotions.

"Junior Brother Yue, before the fight. I want to thank you for giving me the opportunity, the iron brown bear battle, and the outer sect trade fair, the Yuanzhu grass you gave me..."

Chen Yu said sincerely.

Although at the moment, the two are competitors, even Lefeng has resorted to some means.

But in his heart, Chen Yu didn't hate Le Feng.

The top three in the big competition not only have extremely generous rewards, but also an opportunity to jump the dragon's gate.

Who wouldn't fight if they had the ability?

As allowed by the rules, Le Feng launched a wheel battle against Chen Yu. This is a fight for fate.

"grateful?"

Le Feng murmured, comprehending these two words.

Chen Yu said silently in his heart: Thank you for the iron brown bear mission, you brought me generous contribution points and Yuanshi; thank you for the battle of the bear king, that "Lingyunbu", which made up for my body skills; and thank you for that Yuanyuan Pearl Grass, let me advance to Copper Skin Dacheng faster.

Among them, there may be any link missing, and Chen Yu may not be able to have the strength he has today.

The charm of the details is not enough for outsiders to understand.

With Le Feng's intelligence, he can probably think of something from the word "thank you".

"In the past, I admired your talent and strength, Junior Brother Le. Today, I am very honored to meet you in this 'battle of fate'."

After Chen Yu finished speaking, his boxing skills were silently running.

"Lingyunbu!"

As the eyes of the two intersected, they moved quickly.

Swish! Swish!

Two elegant and extremely fast figures missed each other on the competition stage.

The attacks of the two fell through at the same time!

"Agility, exactly the same!"

"Both are "Lingyunbu", and the fire state is similar."

All the disciples below looked at this strange battle with astonishment on their faces.

on stage.

Two figures with almost identical footwork staggered on the field, like a person dancing in front of a mirror.

During several staggered intervals, neither of them hit.

Cloud Fiend Fist!

Chen Yu took the lead in breaking the balance, arousing the power of the mysterious heart, and his speed suddenly increased a bit.

call!

He suddenly approached him, punching out a vague cloud of evil spirit, the air flow exploded, and the invisible power of evil spirit stagnated the Qi, blood and inner breath in Lefeng's body.

Amplify yourself with evil spirit and suppress your opponent.

——This is the advantage of "Yunsha Fist" as a branch of Zhenzong Gongfa.

"Soul Chasing Sword!"

Lefeng's treasured weapon, the remnant sword, crossed a long and narrow cold arc, bringing out an afterimage of the sword's light, which was indistinct.

At the same time, the footwork of his feet matched with the strange cutting of the sword.

Dang Peng!

Fists and swords criss-crossed in mid-air.

Among them, Le Feng's body retreated a few steps gracefully.

Huh!

Chen Yu was slightly surprised that the blow just now did not suppress the opponent.

After thinking about it for a while, he quickly understood that through the ingenious coordination of swordsmanship and footwork, Lefeng's blow was not completely head-on, and even tried to cut in.

only.

Chen Yu's punch was fierce and powerful, and Le Feng's skillful use of it was not smooth.

On the other side, Le Feng felt his arms go numb, and his heart trembled. In the confrontation just now, he didn't have a full head-to-head confrontation, and he suffered a bit.

Ding Ding! Dang Peng!

The two fought dozens of moves in a row on the competition stage, which was dazzling.

In terms of body skills, both of them are masters of "Lingyunbu".

However, Le Feng practiced this footwork for a longer period of time, and realized its essence, his footwork appeared more elegant, and it matched seamlessly with swordsmanship.

Chen Yu is slightly inferior in elegance and subtlety; but he has a physical advantage, and he is better than the opponent in terms of absolute speed.

Bronze statue work! Cloud Fiend Fist!

Chen Yu's arm has a layer of simple copper patterns, which has reached the level of copper tendons, and his boxing skills and strength have further improved.

Clank!

After several blows in a row, Chen Yu pressed hard, knocking Le Feng back in a row, his blood churning.

After fifty strokes.

Le Feng's hand holding the sword went numb, and with a "clang", the broken sword fell to the ground.

"Junior Brother Chen, I lost."

With shame on his face, Le Feng floated down from the stage.

He suddenly felt a little remorseful, and launched a strategy of fighting against Chen Yu.

"Hu Yiba!"

With a smile on his face, Chen Yu looked at the fierce man with a yin and yang head in the audience.

Hu Yiba, the outer sect master, ranked fourth in the last session, and he almost entered the inner sect.

"Chen Yu!"

Hu Yiba took a deep breath, and said solemnly: "Your strength and courage have impressed Hu. If you read correctly, your goal is no longer the top three."

"That's right, number one is my goal."

Chen Yu did not deny it.

Wow!

There was a commotion in the field, and all the disciples looked at Chen Yu in surprise and excitement.

Compete for first place!

This is probably the first person who dares to take the number one position in the competition so far, outside of the Shuanglong struggle for hegemony.

If it was in the knockout round, everyone would feel that Chen Yu was overreaching.

but now.

Chen Yu defeated the three powerful factions of Yuan Beitong, Cheng Yun, and Lefeng in a row, and he was able to handle it with ease.

If it goes well, it won't be too difficult for him to defeat Hu Yiba in a row.

This strength is too terrifying.

"Hehe, it's getting more and more fun. This guy is indeed qualified to challenge us."

Nangong Li slapped the folding fan in his hand.

Duan Xiaolong's face was serious, he glanced at Chen Yu, nodded and said: "First, there is one more opponent."

Ssangyong's hegemony recognized Chen Yu's strength.

this moment,

The field suddenly boiled up, and many eyes were fixed on the big black horse of the outer sect.

He has passed all the way and has advanced to the top three. Is he expected to win the first place?

If it can, it will be a great miracle for the Outer Sect!

"You must succeed..."

Mu Xueqing clenched her fists tightly, as if she had returned to her childhood, the memory of that strong boy who stood beside her and stepped forward.

"Brother Yu, if you succeed, I may be able to convince my parents to help us!"

A trace of mist appeared in Mu Xueqing's bright eyes.

In her heart, hope was ignited.

Before, she made the biggest decision to break up with Chen Yu, and it was more pressure from her family and parents.

"Chen Yu."

Hu Yiba laughed at himself: "You really are the number one swordsman. Our previous behavior is really unbelievable and falls into the low class. Hu is deeply ashamed and has no intention of fighting with you. Why don't you... pave the way for you! "

paving?

Chen Yu was taken aback.

"I challenge for the first place, Duan Xiaolong!"

Hu Yiba took a deep breath, shook the Overlord's Halberd in his hand, and pointed at the first name on the formation board.

Challenge Duan Xiaolong!

There was an uproar on the court again, and they looked at Hu Yiba in amazement.

Chen Yu was also surprised.

Paving the way for you?

Hu Yiba, a bully from the outside sect, actually made such a decision.

"good."

Duan Xiaolong's face was calm, his figure flickered, and he landed on the competition platform.

Chen Yu had a strange look on his face, so he had no choice but to step down from the stage.

on stage.

Duan Xiaolong and Hu Yiba are about to fight.

"The overlord has no return!"

In Hu Yiba's hand, the Overlord's Halberd swept away, arousing enormous power and deep inner breath, and there was a kind of domineering and heroic that never returned in the moves.

off stage.

Chen Yu, Le Feng and others were moved by it.

In terms of strength, his inner breath is strong, this Hu Yiba is still above Le Feng, and the Overlord's Halberd in his hand is still a semi-treasure weapon.

"You are qualified to let me use the knife."

In Duan Xiaolong's hand, he flicked a simple and simple sword, the light of the sword flashed, and there was the faint sound of electricity and interlacing.

Before the knife was released, everyone present felt the oppression of a huge wave coming.

"This sense of oppression is comparable to the viscera refining period..."

All the disciples were speechless in shock.

This is the first time Duan Xiaolong has made a knife since participating in the competition.

Slashing out with a knife, dragging a phantom of the light of the knife, a dazzling light of the knife can be vaguely seen with the naked eye, and it disappeared in a flash in the violent air current.

In mid-air, there was a faint sound of thunder.

clang~

The Overlord's Halberd, which was as heavy as thousands of weights, clashed head-on with that Thunderbolt. All the disciples present felt their qi and blood churning, and their minds were shaken.

"This knife!"

Hu Yiba's face paled in shock, his figure suddenly retreated a few steps, his arms went numb.

Duan Xiaolong held the simple and simple broadsword in his hand, and remained motionless; while Hu Yiba's clothes were torn and torn.

"The Overlord Dances!"

In Hu Yiba's eyes, there was a trace of madness, and the Overlord Halberd in his hand danced wildly, rolling up a frenzied shadow of the Halberd, almost causing a small whirlwind.

Clang, clang!

In an instant, the Overlord's Halberd and the Ancient Broadsword clashed several times in mid-air.

Hum!

In the final blow, the big knife in Duan Xiaolong's hand was like thunder, and the electricity buzzed, with a kind of supernatural power.

Dangchi——

With a frightening blow, he slashed on the Overlord's Halberd, and sparks flew out, directly cutting a half-inch gap.

Wow!

Hu Yiba vomited blood and retreated several feet, leaving a bloodstain and bruises on his shoulder.

"That knife seems to bring out thunder and lightning, which is probably beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts..."

Chen Yu looked solemn.

Duan Xiaolong, the prestige of the number one combat force in the outer sect, is a bit more terrifying than imagined.

I'm afraid that those who are almost in the viscera refining period may not be his opponent!

"Thunder Knife!"

"This son has actually cultivated the "Thundering Knife" to the point where it is close to mastery. This level of comprehension is rare even in the inner sect."

On the stage, some high-ranking sects raised their voices in surprise.

"Chen Yu, I can only do this." Hu Yiba staggered and got off the stage.

Chen Yu's fighting spirit was raging, and he felt the mysterious heart in his body beating faster with some excitement.

He was just about to take the stage to challenge.

"Wait." A familiar voice came.

Chen Yu glanced sideways, and it was Le Feng who spoke.

"I still have a chance to challenge, I challenge the number one, Nangong Li!"

Le Feng took the stage.

Um?

Nangong Li was stunned, his body turned over in the air and landed on the stage.

"Lefeng wants to..."

Chen Yu was startled, a little surprised.

"Senior Brother Chen, if I knew you had the strength to compete for the first place, I would not resort to that method. Just take it as my compensation."

Le Feng came to the stage silently, with long hair fluttering, facing the wind with Nan Gongli, the first genius of the outer sect.