The first match would be between Du Rufei and Chen Liang Ming. Du Rufei had defeated Chen Liang Ming with absolute strength.

"With Du Rufei's First Level of Martial Master cultivation level, Chen Liang Ming is not his match at all."

"Not bad, Du Rufei has not used his full strength yet!"

"En, if Brother Fei uses Heaven and Earth Catching Hand, Chen Liangming will be defeated in one move!"

"…"

The surrounding disciples discussed, and blew Du Rufei to the point that he wanted to fly to the sky.

Du Rufei was overjoyed, feeling the excitement.

Elder Lu also nodded in satisfaction: "This is a good seedling. First place should not be a problem."

The second match was between Lin Xueer and Hong Zhong. The two of them had similar cultivations, but Lin Xueer was much stronger when it came to using martial skills, so in the end, Lin Xueer won.

"Lin Xueer's high-grade phoenix martial skill, Misty Palm, is indeed powerful."

"That's right, the Misty Palm is extremely strange. It's not wrong for Hong to lose."

"…"

Some disciples commented.

Elder Lu nodded again: "This girl is not bad either. It's no problem to get second place."

"Elder Ma, this Du Rufei and Lin Xueer are really not bad, we have the qualifications to enter the Internal Portal!" Elder Lu said, "From their cultivation level and strength, Du Rufei being first and Lin Xueer being second should not be a problem, right?"

"Ha ha!" Elder Ma smiled, "Elder Lu, it is still too early to make a decision. Why don't we start the final battle?"

"Oh?" Elder Lu was suspicious, "Could it be that Elder Ma thinks that the first and second place will belong to Ye Feng?"

Elder Ma said, "I don't know. We'll know after they fight."

Elder Lu shook his head, then with a movement of his body, he flew onto the stage: "Everyone, there's actually no need to compete in the finals anymore. According to the cultivation strength, the first place Du Rufei, the second place Lin Xueer, and the third place Ye Feng! Does anyone agree with that? "

The surrounding disciples nodded their heads in agreement.

"That's right. This is the result of all the competitions. It's just as I thought."

"No problem, I agree."

"It's not a problem for Du Rufei to get first place, Lin Xueer can barely accept second place …"

"…"

Elder Lu nodded his head: "Since everyone agrees, then there's no need to compete in the finals."

Du Rufei was very happy, but Lin Xueer was even more happy.

Elder Ma's expression changed, he stood up and said: "Elder Lu, let's just follow the procedures, this will be the last round of the competition, this will be fair!"

Elder Lu said: "The result is very obvious. It would be a waste of time to continue the competition."

Ye Feng frowned, he was not convinced, and shouted: "Elder Lu, I do not accept this!"

Swoosh.

The surroundings quietened down, all of them looking at Ye Feng.

Elder Lu stared at Ye Feng: "Could you even get second place?"

Ye Feng said confidently: "No, I want to take first place."

"Hahaha!" Hearing that, Elder Lu smiled, "Ye Feng, although your luck is good, your cultivation is only at the Ninth Level of Martial Disciple, Du Rufei, what are you going to use to fight with Du Rufei?"

"That's right, how can he continue fighting when there's a difference of one level between them?"

"The partition is like a mountain, does Ye Feng not know about it?"

"…"

Countless disciples agreed.

Elder Lu said: "Ye Feng, your luck has already reached third place, are you still not satisfied?"

Ye Feng laughed coldly: "Elder Lu is actually looking down on me so much, why don't we make a bet?"

"A bet?" Elder Lu smiled, "Alright, this old man will accompany you!"

Ye Feng said seriously: "How about a small bet, ten thousand Pill?"

"Ten thousand Pill? Ye Feng is too bold! "

"Is Ye Feng crazy?"

"…"

The surrounding disciples were shocked.

However, Elder Lu smiled and said conceitedly: "Alright, if you can get first place, then the ten thousand Pill will be worth ten thousand. But what if you lose? "

Ye Feng said: "If I lose, it's up to you!"

"Alright!" Elder Lu agreed readily.

"Damn, Ye Feng is too arrogant!"

"Too arrogant!"

"He's tired of living."

"…"

Countless disciples discussed.

Elder Ma shook his head helplessly, he knew that Ye Feng was very strong, but it was not easy for him to defeat Du Rufei and get first place, but it was actually Ye Feng who took the initiative to make a bet, he did not know what to say.

Not wanting to waste any more words, Ye Feng said: "Elder Lu, you actually agreed to the bet, then let the last round of the competition begin."

Elder Lu did not say anything more and announced the start of the last fight.

The first round of the competition was between Ye Feng and Lin Xueer.

The two of them were already standing on the battle stage.

Lin Xueer was plump and beautiful, a rare beauty, but her heart was vicious, ungrateful, and only profit mattered to her.

"Ye Feng, I will cripple you!" Lin Xueer's eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Ha ha!" Ye Feng laughed, "You idiot, I have no enmity with you, but you keep thinking of crippling me, your heart is like a poisonous scorpion."

"Humph!" Lin Xueer coldly snorted, "You dare say that there is no enmity between us? You can obviously cultivate it, but why did you lie to me? "

"Deceiving you?" Ye Feng laughed, "What did I lie to you about? "It is you who have already become ungrateful and instead came over to say that I am lying to you. Are you ashamed?"

"You!" Lin Xueer shouted in fury, "Stop quibbling! Today, I will cripple you and let you become a true trash."

Boom.

Lin Xueer's cultivation erupted, the Spirit Qi at the peak of the Ninth Level of Martial Disciple roared, and a powerful force spread out from her body. In the next second, she pounced at Ye Feng.

Ye Feng sneered, took a step with his Phantom Step, and transformed into a shadow, quickly walking along the side of the stage.

Lin Xueer chased from behind, her furious palms striking out, but they just could not hit Ye Feng.

"Lin Xueer, didn't you want to cripple me? Why are you chasing after me like a shadow? "Haha!" Ye Feng angered her.

Lin Xueer was so angry that her face turned green, but she was unable to catch up with Ye Feng no matter what.

"Ye Feng's Phantom Step is so powerful that even Lin Xueer cannot catch up to it."

"If this goes on, Lin Xueer will definitely die from exhaustion."

"…"

Some disciples discussed.

Lin Xueer was enraged: "Ye Feng, if you have the ability, don't run? If you're a man, then fight me! "

Ye Feng laughed: "Alright, since you want to fight, I will help you!"

With that said, Ye Feng's figure blurred and rushed forward.

Lin Xueer angrily struck out with her palm towards Ye Feng.

But then, the Mudra in Ye Feng's hand made a pinch, causing the Phantom Step to become even faster, and instantly dodged Lin Xueer's attack, and slapped her face.

Pow!

Lin Xueer screamed miserably after getting slapped, blood flowing out of the corner of her mouth.

The surrounding disciples were stunned.

Elder Lu frowned. His face darkened.

At this moment, he realized that he had underestimated Ye Feng's strength.

"You … "How dare you hit me!" Lin Xueer's eyes flashed with a cold light, "I, I want to kill you!"

She had never been humiliated like this before, but now, she was slapped in front of everyone. How could she endure this?

The Mudra in her hands changed as her Profound Strength activated, striking towards Ye Feng.

The palm print split one into two, and the other into four … In the blink of an eye, dozens of palm prints pounced towards Ye Feng like a violent storm.

"It's the Floating Palm Level of Mastery!"

"So powerful, this time Ye Feng cannot dodge!"

"…"

Countless disciples were shocked, sighing at Lin Xueer's power.

Elder Lu nodded his head, and revealed a smile: "En, not bad, with this, Ye Feng will not be able to avoid it!"