Chapter 643

"Two moves, you are just at this level."

Luo Feng inserts the anger burning knife back into the scabbard and takes a look at Yi Wuxue.

Poop!

Smell speech, Yi has no blood can no longer suppress the blood boiling in the chest, it is a big mouth of blood, eyes fixed on Luo Feng.

Next to Tian Gen mountain, looking at Luo Feng, swallowing a mouthful of saliva, he said in a loud voice:

"the duel is over, Luo Feng wins, and gets two points!"

Whoa!

Voice fell, the whole square set off a wave of warm voices, all eyes fell on Luo Feng, including envy, shock, but more is envy.

"It's too strong. Yi didn't do his best. He only supported two moves and lost in Luo Feng's hands."

"It's not surprising that Luo Feng himself is a genius who understands the general trend. Besides, his accomplishments have entered the spiritual circle. On either side, it is far better than Yi Wuhai.

"Luo Feng won the final round of competition, which was the summit match between him and ye Siyi."

"Who do you think is better?"

"If it was just now, I would definitely choose Ye Siyi. But now, it's hard to say... "

At the moment, Luo Feng is mysterious and powerful in the hearts of many martial artists of the same age, and his popularity soars to the top.

Two rounds of assessment, the results are all ranked first. Then he defeated Wu Tong, Liu Ling, Xie Xuantong, etc. one after another, and even Yi Wuxue, who ranked second among the top ten young masters, was not an opponent and won the game quickly.

Every thing can be described as a miracle.

At this moment, no one knows how to express their inner shock.

Several elders of the golden palace were not calm.

Blue Qing, the elder of the emerald hall, glanced at Luo Feng, looked back at the exquisite water, smiled with a smile on his red lips, and said slowly:

"the water is exquisite, and Luo Feng has stepped into the triple level of spiritual environment. His talent is really outstanding. Do you insist on including him as an inner disciple? Did you know that for a long time? "

Several other elders of the golden palace also looked at the water.

Now they have some hidden regrets in their hearts. They didn't choose Luofeng at the beginning.

At the age of less than 16, he stepped into the three aspects of spiritual circle and understood the general trend. Luo Feng's potential can only be described by the word terror.

Three months later, with Yi Tian's life and death duel, if Luo Feng wins, the exquisite palace will undoubtedly have another super genius.

The only consolation for several elders of the golden palace is that in three months, even if Luo Feng wants to defeat Yi Tian, the odds are still slim.

Water exquisite slightly shocked eyes from Luo Feng back, slightly shake his head: "this matter, I just know."

Among all the people, only the elder of Tianjian temple and Xue mercilessly didn't speak.

Tiangenshan steward announces the result of the duel and looks at Luo Feng:

"Congratulations, Luo Feng, your current score is 18 points, tied with Ye Siyi."

There was a certain respect in his tone.

If his age and strength go well, his future achievements will be far ahead of his.

Luo Feng nodded his thanks and turned to walk down the platform.

Yi has no blood to stay for a moment, also dejected walked down.

Lost to Ye Siyi, although he was angry at the bottom of his heart, he could still accept it.

But losing to Luo Feng, who is not famous, is a big blow to him.

Luofeng and yiwuxue's duel is over, and other competitions are still in progress.

Only the last round of competition is left. Everyone wants to earn more points and win a good place. They all try their best to show their unique skills. The competition is brilliant.

At the end of the 10th round, Luo Feng and ye Siyi won nine games in a row, accumulating 18 points.

Blood rain flying flower Yi has no blood to win seven games, with 14 points, ranking behind the two.

Black face Xie Xuantong has won six games with 12 points.

Liu Changfeng, the Tianyu swordsman, won five games and scored ten points.

After that is he Qin, Tianxiang girl, Liu Ling, Han Xing, Bing Ruo Lan, duannian Dao and Shi Chong.

The last one is Wu Tong, the "river boa". So far, he has no success, and his score is zero, so he is doomed to be eliminated from the top of the list.

Only the last round of the competition is left. The steward in charge of the assessment is still early. He announces a half-hour break before continuing the competition.

Everyone wants to work hard to the end, take pills one after another, close their eyes and regulate their breathing.

In the last round of competition, ye Siyi was the opponent, and Luo Feng dared not carelessly swallow two Huiyuan Qingxuan pills to recover the energy consumed.

All the people in the square are excited to discuss the duel just now.

There is no doubt that Luofeng is the most eye-catching student in the twelve gold halls this year.

From the first round of assessment, Luo Feng sang all the way, leaving others far behind and beating several of the top ten young masters in a row. His strength can only be described as terror.

After half an hour's discussion, Luo Feng and ye Siyi duel. Who can win, replace last year's Ling Qingwu, and leave their names on the first floor of the Wukui list, attracting the attention of all.

Ye Siyi, as the first of the top ten young experts and with exquisite and beautiful appearance, is a proud woman, and has a high popularity among the male students in various colleges.

What's unexpected is that at the moment, there are many supporters of Luofeng, most of them are female students from various colleges. They argue with each other and disagree with each other.

In the audience, Luo Xiao looked back at his parents and said excitedly:

"father, mother and two younger brothers are going to fight for the first place in the list of top martial artists!"

Luo Tian nodded with emotion and looked at Luo Feng in Tianyu square, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. He said:

"I thought he was just talking, but feng'er actually came to this step."

Yang Qingbai glanced at Luo Tian and said angrily, "look at you. You don't believe your son so much."

Hearing this, Luo Tian looked at Yang Qing and said with a smile, "just now feng'er and Xie Xuantong had a fight, but you were holding my hand all the time, saying don't lose..."

Yang Qing's face was red, and she put out her hand silently, and pinched Luo Tian's waist.

Luo Xiaoshan smiled and quickly took back his eyes, not to see the scene that he shouldn't have seen.

Half an hour later, the governor of Qingyi met ten students, who were full of energy and energy, and immediately announced the start of the 11th round.

"The first competition is Wu Tai. Yi has no blood against Han Xing."

"The second competition is between bingruolan and Liu Changfeng."

"The third is Wutai. The stone is heavier than he Qin."

"The fourth is Wutai, Wutong to Liuling."

"The fifth competition, Luofeng to Ye Siyi!"

Whoa!

The last word fell, and the whole Tianyu square was filled with excitement.

Luo Feng and ye Siyi's duel will decide the first martial champion of this year, which is undoubtedly the most summit battle today and the most anticipated one!

"Sister..."

Ye Xiaoshuang has bright big eyes, looking at Luofeng, and his eyes return to Ye Siyi. His small eyebrows are slightly frowning together.

She very much hoped that ye Siyi would win the championship and become the first Wukui, but at the bottom of her heart, she did not want Luo Feng to lose. She stood in the same place and twisted her fingers in contradiction.

"Silly girl."

Ye Siyi smiled, rubbed the little head of Ye Xiaoshuang, and said, "I hope to fight with Luofeng no matter how successful I am."

With that, she turned to the fifth stage.

"Luofeng!"

"Luofeng!"

"Luofeng!"

In the direction of the four colleges in the auditorium, there were shouts.

Four college students, all eyes excited looking at Luo Feng, cheer for him, a pair of eyes revealed hot.

Luo Feng defeated Yi Wuxue and rose strongly. All four college students regarded him as an idol.

Even with Ziyang college, the students of wanluo college, who have always been incompatible, look equally awed.

Luo Feng nodded and took a deep breath. He took a long walk and appeared in the front 30 steps of Ye Siyi's body.

"I guess it's true. You are the one who competes with me for the first place in the top of the list."

Ye Siyi looked at Luofeng with a pair of beautiful eyes, like spring pond and autumn water, and said with a little emotion: "I can't imagine that you have stepped into the three levels of spiritual rotation. As long as you defeat me, you will be the first champion of this year."

Luo Feng smiled lightly, looked at Ye Siyi's eyes and said:

"I'm afraid It won't be so easy, will it? "

Ye Siyi gently pursed her red lips and smiled, slowly drawing out her sword.

"When you step into the spiritual circle, your accomplishments are indeed better than mine. But I also need to use the core array of Tiangen mountain to cultivate and break through the realm, so I will not yield to the position of the first warrior. "

Ye Siyi's dress is floating, her beautiful eyes are like spring water, bright and moving, but her strong self-confidence is revealed in her plain tone.

Luo Feng felt the energy emanating from his opponent and dared not look down. He pulled out the angry blade and said seriously:

"I also need to practice with the help of the core array."

Ye Siyi nodded slightly, "in this case, let's score one point higher with our strength. Luofeng, be careful! "

Ye Siyi stands quietly. Suddenly, in her plain eyes, there is a sharp air that permeates the whole Biwu platform, making the air a little bit cold.

This chill is not the chill of he Qin and Jian, but the sense of crisis that comes out of people's heart when the sharp Qi reaches the extreme.

"Flying leaves without shadow!"

At the same time, ye Siyi seems to have changed her personality. Her plain temperament has become vigorous, like a sword out of its sheath, with a wordless spirit.

Wheeze!

A flash of sword light, a twisted sword light, meandering to Luofeng, nine turns and eighteen turns, no trace can be seen.

Luo Feng stands in the same place, his eyes are slightly coagulated, his body's vitality is surging endlessly, so that the air flow within three feet moves with the vitality, forming a cycle of its own, a surging and mighty momentum, penetrating the body, penetrating the people's heart, and tit for tat with Ye Siyi.

"Cut!"

When the sword light is twisted to the front five steps position, Luo Feng just moves.

The vitality is surging, and the angry blade disappears in the void. A red blade light seems to be slow, solid and fast. It is covered with thunder.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and stared.

Just three momentum of the two men has made the space solidified. When they start, there is a kind of overwhelming atmosphere, sweeping the whole Tianyu square. Their strength can only be described as terror.

Yi, who is fighting, has no blood, and his face is blue. He can't see where he is. Neither ye Siyi nor Luo Feng has tried their best to fight with him!

Clang!

In the tense eyes of all the people, sword Qi and Dao mang meet in the middle of the sky.

All of a sudden, the impact of energy burst out, cascading, Biwu platform was cracked by the earthquake.

Ye Siyi's sword is useless. She doesn't care about it. She is about to take the second sword.

Only, Luofeng is faster than her.

"It's thundering!"

In the face of Ye Siyi, Luo Feng also puts out all his strength