Elder Qi's brows jumped, he didn't expect to be opposed by his own disciples, he couldn't help but say angrily: "Gu Feng, I'm also thinking about you, now is the best time for you to fight against Yuling, you don't want to be pedantic and don't know how to be flexible." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

But Chun Gu Feng just replied lightly: "Elder thinks I can't beat him?"

"How is it possible!, but you have to take a long-term view, if you want to defeat Yuling, you will inevitably have to spend too much strength, how can you have the strength to continue the next competition......?

"But the elder thinks I'm no match for him?" Jungu repeated like a robot.

Elder Qi was really going to be so angry that he jumped to his feet, he simply didn't argue with this guy, and said directly with a dark face: "What are you all arguing about? The candidates for the competition have been decided, and they are completely in line with the rules, what are you dissatisfied? Shut up and let's go!"

Chun Gu Feng was almost put on the martial arts arena by several elders of the Seven Star Palace, but their most proud disciple once again failed to live up to their expectations, only to see that Chun Gu Feng neither drew his sword nor drew his sword, but just said calmly: "I'll give you time to recover from your injuries until you feel that you can fight again." ”

Elder Qi was angry and funny, and couldn't help rolling his eyes and said, "The upper limit of a competition is twenty minutes!"

"Oh," Chun Gu Feng obviously hadn't read the rules of the game at all, and couldn't help frowning when he heard this, and after thinking for a moment, he could only retreat and say, "Then give you nineteen minutes to recover your spiritual power, and one minute left to end the battle." ”

Looking at Chun Gu Feng, who had a plain face and didn't seem to be joking at all, the academy disciples were almost laughed at by his arrogant tone, although it was true that his previous battles had not lasted more than a minute, but how could Yu Ling be compared to those people?

However, everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, and while secretly scolding Old Man Qi in their hearts for refreshing the new low of the lower limit, they clenched their fists tightly, and had to be deeply worried about Yuling. First fight Yun Qianzhong, then fight Chungu Feng, none of the two strong men ranked second and first are easy to deal with, the previous Yuling victory was hard, and now continue to fight with an internal injury, what should it be?

With the victory over Yun Qianzhong's voice, Yu Ling has undoubtedly become a master of the same level as Chungu Feng, it stands to reason that the battle between these two is enough to be called the final final, and it should be put in the last game, but now it is advanced because of some people's dark box operations.

It's just that although the disciples of the academy are extremely eager for Yu Ling to win eight games in a row, in Yu Ling's situation, this possibility is infinitely close to zero. If it weren't for the Dean of Books forcibly maintaining order, the angry academy disciples would have rushed up and chopped that damn Old Man Qi into meat sauce and fed it to the dogs.

Yu Ling on the field seemed much calmer than the others, because he had long expected that Elder Qi would not let him have a good time, but he used such blatant despicable and shameless means that he couldn't help but "look up" at Elder Qi.

He didn't rush forward and start the battle immediately, but slowly changed his breathing, and when he spit out into six, the aura around him suddenly swarmed in, almost forming a large vortex around Yu Ling, and even the people outside the martial arts arena clearly felt the flow of air.

Chun Gu Feng's face couldn't help but cross a different color, so swallowing the cow, Yu Ling was still completely controllable, and was able to achieve synchronous condensation and digestion, this shows that his cultivation skills are really excellent, and the second also shows that his spiritual power control ability is also perfect, and the word Tongxuan in the realm of Tongxuan refers to the mysteries of the first spiritual power, with Yuling's attainments today, he is afraid that he will be able to enter Huazun in a few years.

In just a few minutes, Yu Ling didn't take any pills, and all the spiritual power consumed in the previous battle was replenished, and as he ran week after day, his aura also rose higher and higher, until it was infinitely close to the Transforming Realm.

But he still didn't move, but while there was still plenty of time, he began to recover his soul power again.

Seeing him standing in place so leisurely and comfortably to resume his cultivation, Elder Qi was about to vomit blood, but after all, it was Chun Gu Feng on the field and not him, that kid made up his mind and refused to take advantage of the danger, even if he couldn't pull back 10,000 cows, now the only thing he hoped was that Yu Ling's internal injuries were serious enough to make Chun Gu Feng win a little easier.

In less than ten minutes, Yu Ling's soul power and spiritual power have all recovered to the peak, this speed is simply jaw-dropping, and everyone watching the battle suddenly understood why Yu Ling's vitality is the same as Xiao Qiang, he was seriously injured today and resurrected with full blood the next day, look at his current recovery speed, what else do you not understand.

But Yu Ling's own family knows his own affairs, and his internal injuries can't be completely recuperated in just a few minutes, at most, under the nourishment of the mysterious jade pendant, his burning pain has been slightly reduced, and the wounds of the soul sea are still there, and it is definitely a fatal flaw for Shangchun Gufeng, a Heavenly Spirit Peak Soul Master who has begun to distract.

Of course, he will not complain about this, so at this moment, he is really full of spirit and takes the strong enemy in front of him seriously.

Even if he is wounded, he will never be defeated.

Chungu Feng choked and pulled out the long sword on his waist, the cold light was clear and shining, as if reflecting the light of the stars, looking at its simple style, if it was not deliberately imitating the ancients, it must have a long history.

This sword of absolute light is indeed the level of the treasure of the town hall of the Seven Star Palace, and it has been hidden deep in the depths of the sword mound of the Seven Star Palace, until the immature boy who just entered the mountain gate was ignorant and stumbled in, not only did not die, but took this heavenly sword that had been sealed for many years out of the forbidden land, and since then the name of Chungu Feng has been known all over the mountain, and the sword of absolute light has been with him for more than ten years, and the wind and rain and autumn frost have not been abandoned.

Above the earthly level, it is the heavenly level, and it is also the top treasure among the seventeen domains, and it is the most prosperous feudal domain, and there are no more than ten pieces in the open and in the dark, and the creation of the Chungu wind can be imagined. Although with his current strength, he can't exert one or two points of the power of the Heavenly Sword, but in the future, when he ascends to the Avatar, or even the Phantom God, with the power of the Heavenly Sword, how many people in the world can be the enemy?

"Let's get started. Chun Gufeng didn't say a word of nonsense, his temperament was completely different from his brother's, he didn't bother to bother to put anything cruel at all, and all words had his own sword in his hand.

Yu Ling's expression was solemn, before Chungu Feng moved, he had already felt a chilling sword intent rushing to his face, so pure that it did not contain any distracting thoughts, which showed that Chungu Feng's sword heart had been polished pure and clear for many years, and the jealous scolded him for his arrogance, but he couldn't shake his state of mind at all, just because he only had the sword he held in his heart, and everything else was nothing.

There is no brewing, no progression, no buffer, Chungu wind does not move, a move is a thunderbolt, raising the hand is the sword trick of the light, at this moment the heaven and earth are discolored, the sun is dim, as if all the light has been swallowed up, in the endless panic darkness, only the long sword is still shining with brilliance, as bright as the stars in the sky.

A sword, a brilliant light!