The three battles of the Seventh and Jin 4th are not held at the same time, but are held in sequence, within one day. This is to ensure that everyone in the sect can watch these three duels and have enough understanding of the strength of these six disciples.

The first battle was Chen Feng vs. Yuan.

Yuan Qingpiao swept up to the life and death platform, while Chen Feng was still walking up step by step as before. However, this time no one dared to laugh at him anymore.

Yuan looked at Chen Feng and said lightly: "I heard that you are very powerful. No one can force you to use the second move. Unfortunately, this record will be concluded today. Not only will you use the second move, but you will also be defeated or even killed by me within a very short period of time."

He grinned his teeth and showed a bloodthirsty smile: "Don't worry, I won't hold back."

Chen Feng smiled slightly: "A coincidence, I won't hold back."

Yuan's face turned cold: "You dare to talk to me like this, you really don't know how to live or die. I originally wanted to give you a happy time, so wait for me. After a while, I will seal your bloodline, cut off your tongue, so that you can't shout out the two words to admit defeat, and then calmly cum in your heart. As long as you don't shout out the two words to admit defeat, it's not that I violated the sect rules, and no one can do anything to me! Don't worry, I will slowly deal with you, making your life worse than death."

Chen Feng said lightly: "Are you finished?"

Yuan felt that he was despised and roared: "Since you are so anxious to die, I will fulfill your wish!"

As he said that, he took a step forward and punched out his two fists. The two cyclones were intertwined like two thousand-year-old vines, flying towards Chen Feng.

These two cyclones are not only exactly the same shape as the thousand-year-old vines, but also the color of the cyclone has an extremely deep and even a little iron-colored green, just like the hard skin of the mountain vines that have grown for thousands of years.

Seeing this scene, among the many elders sitting on the cliff, an elder smiled at the middle-aged man with a national face next to him and said, "Elder Yuan, your nephew is very talented. This old vine fist has already practiced a little bit of skill."

"Yes," another inner sect elder next to him spoke and praised Elder Yuan: "In my opinion, at least he has obtained three-point true meaning."

Elder Yuan twisted his beard and smiled, "My nephew has been smart since he was a child, has a strong comprehension, and can learn all kinds of martial arts thoroughly. But he is low-key and not as ostentatious as others. He creates the fame of this and that as soon as he enters the inner sect, what's the point? When he meets my nephew, he still has to reveal his true colors?"

His subsequent words were obviously mocking Chen Feng. Elder Yuan continued to smile and said, "But this time, in the qualifying competition for the new disciples, no matter how low-key my nephew is, he has to reveal his strength."

The elder next to him was obviously trying to please him, so he quickly asked, "So, Elder Yuan, how many moves can Chen Feng support?"

Elder Yuan stretched out a slap, then flipped over, and said, "At most ten moves."

At this time, under the stage of life and death, Shenhua had already set up a bet and shouted loudly: "Come here, come and bet quickly! Today, betting is divided into three ways. First, Senior Brother Chen wins with one move. Second, Senior Brother Chen wins with one to ten moves. Third, Senior Brother Chen wins with ten moves."

Someone asked in wonder, "Why are your gambling game different today than before? Isn't there the option to defeat Chen Feng?"

Sun Hua laughed and said, "Senior Brother Chen will definitely win today, so I won't cheat money."

As the elder of the inner sect, he was powerful. Although he was so far away from Sun Hua, Sun Hua's voice still reached Elder Yuan's ears. He snorted coldly, with a little dissatisfied with his expression: "A junior who doesn't know how to live or die!"

Lao Tengquan is said to be a senior master of Qianyuan Sect. When traveling in the mountains, he occasionally saw two thousand-year-old vines with wisdom fighting each other and came up with this boxing technique created by inspiration.

After practicing the old vine fist, you can release the strong energy as tough as the old vine to entangle the enemy. The enemy is entangled by Lao Teng, just like being entangled by a thousand-year-old giant python, and will be broken and broken, and your internal organs will die.

Yuan looked at Chen Feng with a proud face, as if he had seen Chen Feng being entangled by two cyclones like a thousand-year-old giant vine, strangled, and his bones were broken and he died.
Chapter completed!