Lu Wenting looked at Jian Feng, who was less than half a foot away from his neck, and after a while, he said three words with difficulty: "I lost."

This is the second time, although I have prepared myself, I still can't defend myself.

The final frontal competition seemed to be completely caught by him...

I can only say that although his sword is quite weird, his own strength is definitely not bad, so it is probably stronger than everyone estimates.

"Take it."

Li Qingfeng clasped his fists.

In fact, Lu Wenting's sword could last for more than ten rounds, but he insisted on fighting head-on, which resulted in the shattered sword being unbearable. Of course, it was Li Qingfeng who finally blocked the sword, otherwise he would be the one who would lose first.

However, this time, there was no prompting the level of the Taoguang Sword to increase. It seemed that the psychic realm had eaten enough weapons and had already come to an end.

When they came back, the warm applause from their junior brothers and sisters was greeted. No matter what, it was a wonderful competition.

"Wenting, don't worry about winning or losing. It will be beneficial to you to watch the battle well."

"Yes, Master." Lu Wenting's eyes were out of focus, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Mo Shifeng next door also cheered, Chen Mo won and entered the top 25.

Next, one person will be bye bye, twenty-five to twelve, twelve to six, and so on until the final top spot is decided.

"Senior Brother Li, come here."

"Why are Junior Sister Wanqing?"

"I'll tell you about the strong enemies you will meet next, and be mentally prepared to fight."

Silly girl, I am also your strong rival, okay?

Li Qingfeng laughed and sat down obediently. Then he heard Chu Wanqing pointing at the martial arts stage and said, "Senior Brother, look, that person is one of the most promising people to win the championship in this competition. His name is Ling Chen, a genius in Wu Lianfeng. His cultivation is said to have reached the perfection of spiritual communication."

The spiritual realm is perfect, and the upward step is the Feng realm. This cultivation level is indeed a standout among the disciples.

"He is extremely good at fast attacks. He defeated his opponents in all previous games within a few breaths, so be careful if you meet him..."

Good guy, it turns out that you are here to help me analyze the situation?

No, how could you think I could meet a psychic-full boss? It’s too high-minded to your senior brother!

Although he complained a few times in his heart, Li Qingfeng was still reading it seriously.

Ling Chen's opponent is not weak, he is also a strong man at the seventh level of the spiritual realm, but he can hardly get the fight under his continuous attack.

The sword shadow attacked one after another, and the other party couldn't stand it and had to admit defeat.

It's just a few breaths.

"His sword is indeed very fast."

"So senior brother, you have to be very careful."

Wait, from your tone, why does it matter whether you win or not, I must win?

Li Qingfeng: "Apart from this fast boy, are there any other tricky characters?"

"Yes! Watch the next one."

A female disciple on the stage attracted Li Qingfeng's attention. She had a graceful figure and a slender waist that was not enough to hold it. The hand holding the sword seemed to be loose and weak, making people unable to help but think that she could fight this round too?

"Ahem, don't keep staring at people!"

The junior sister's voice immediately made Li Qingfeng come to her senses, and she continued: "I'm asking you to observe her sword moves, not her skin!"

"I know Junior Sister, why are you so excited? She is not as good as you."

"Big, what did you say suddenly in broad daylight!"

Chu Wanqing turned her head and patted her face, then continued: "Her name is Si Xia, the eighth level of the Spiritual Realm. She is probably the strongest female disciple of this competition. She is good at using softness to overcome hardness and skillfulness. In contrast to Ling Chen, her attack is slowly eroding others. No one has encountered her after these few battles, which is quite difficult."

I'm not afraid of this, I'm most likely to give it to you for free when I meet me.

Li Qingfeng smiled and said, "Junior sister, don't be alone in me, you should pay attention to me, maybe you met her."

"That's okay, just try your best." Chu Wanqing smiled calmly, "It's enough for us to show off our own style. Even if we don't have a high ranking, we will have the chance to enter the inner door."

"The enlightenment is very good, come on."

"Um!"

Finally, the first round of the game was over, and Elder Qijie began to read out the next round schedule: "Li Qingfeng, the Poyun Peak, was bye in this round, and the rest were ready."

"Depend on!"

Li Qingfeng almost cursed.

Don’t deprive me of the opportunity to play other people’s swords. I feel that Tao Guangjian can mention it again!

"Wow, Senior Brother, you're a bye!...Huh, why don't you look very happy?" Chu Wanqing tilted her head.

"No, I'm very happy." Li Qingfeng's expressionless face.

Old Taoist Fu Yun was also very happy. In this way, as long as Li Qingfeng won the 12-6 game, he would definitely become an inner disciple! Even if he lost, if he performed well and was selected by the elder, he would make an exception and make an exception.

At first, his goal was that these disciples could enter the top 50, and they didn't dare to ask for too much.

God knows that it will develop like this. If it doesn’t work, too excited will make you feel high blood pressure...

Chu Wanqing's show was soon there. With the encouragement of her fellow disciples, she stepped onto the competition stage.

The opponent is also a perfect seventh level of spiritual communication, not a mediocre player.

Chu Wanqing held the sword tightly and said to herself: "Although I don't know how my realm has improved, since it has become like this, I must do my best to fight!"

"Please give me advice."

Chu Wanqing's sword technique can be said to be the most authentic sword in Shushan.

When learning swordsmanship, everyone adds more or less some characteristics that suit them, such as fast boys and slow girls, but Chu Wanqing does not, the most original version of her meticulous practice.

"I've been following before, that junior sister is so beautiful."

"Oh, you have a crush on her too? Po Yunfeng's name seems to be Chu Wanqing, but I advise you not to think about it. You haven't even entered the top 50, are you going to get the key?"

"What if she is attracted by my handsomeness?"

“…if you add two peanuts.”

I have to say that Chu Wanqing was indeed beautiful when using the sword, with her beautiful facial features and an impeccable figure, which attracted many male disciples in Shushan.

As graceful as a stunning geese, as graceful as a swimming dragon.

With every move and gesture, you can see the righteousness of Shushan, and your sword skills are extremely skillful, which makes several elders nod frequently.

"Chu Wanqingsheng, the Poyun Peak!"

Huh... Chu Wanqing's palms were already covered in sweat, and it was not easy to win this battle, but fortunately she won it. As long as she won another battle in the end, she would definitely be able to enter the inner door.

Although the ranking is not absolute, it accounts for a considerable proportion. If the inner disciples have all entered the top six, you must not let you enter.

The neighbor next door, Mo Shifeng, was cheering, and Chen Mo went on another round.

Poyun and Moshi Peak were originally weak before, but this year they suddenly rose up and entered the top 12.

"Lihuo Peak is white in the sky, and Water Lotus Peak is in the autumn, come on stage."

When Fu Yun heard the word "Lihuo Peak", he immediately clenched his fists and was full of anger. It seemed that the death of his junior sister really hit him a lot.

Ji Bai is the last seedling of Lihuo Peak, the eighth level of the spiritual realm, and he definitely has the strength to enter the top ten. The female disciple named Qiu Wan on the opposite side is only the seventh level of the spiritual level. Although it is not low, it is not enough to see at this point.

After the competition began, Ji Bai had already gained the upper hand after a few breaths. The Lingliu sword light left several blood marks on Qiu Wan's body, but this female disciple was quite stubborn and endured the severe pain and did not defend at all.

After reaching this point, no one paid attention to anything. Everyone had to do their best. Qiu Wan was obviously unwilling to lose here.

"A life-lost madman!"

Ji Bai sneered, grabbed the opponent's flaw and sent it to the long sword in his hand. Jian Feng immediately pierced the girl's abdomen, and blood flowed.

Qiu Wan covered her wound and knelt on the ground halfway, gasping for breath.

If you refuse to admit defeat, I will fight until you can't stand up. This is normal, after all, everyone is fighting for themselves.

But Ji Bai is also a straight man. He can win in a more graceful way, such as picking away the opponent's weapons. Everyone is a fellow disciple, so he can leave a step ahead as a person.

Being alone and not running away...

"Lihuo Peak Ji Baisheng."

At this point, the top 12 have been completely decided, with Li Qingfeng in the bye, and a total of thirteen people will be selected randomly in the next round, and then the top 6 people will be decided.

After a little rest, the six-time battle begins.

Elder Qijie's eyes swept around, and the sound was like a loud bell: "Li Qingfeng, Li Huo Peak, Ji Bai, come on stage."

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Chapter completed!