Swish!

He stepped on the ground again and again, performed Ling Bo micro-steps, and his body was like a shock, and he easily dodged this punch, but reached behind Sima Ang.

"What?!"

Sima Ang was shocked, knowing that his punch would miss, but the force of his punch was too fierce to be able to recover it at the moment.

Bang!

Sima Ang punched the railing of the ring, and the railing immediately fell apart, and his reaction was not slow, sensing a cold wind behind his spine, and suddenly turned around.

However, it was still too late.

Bang!

Ye Feng only threw a punch, hitting Sima Ang's abdomen, and his whole person flew out in the air and fell dozens of feet away from the outside of the ring, before smashing on the ground.

Sima Ang was not injured, but if he lost if he fell into the ring, he was furious and yelled: "You, you kid is cheating!

"Senior brother, what are you talking about?"

Ye Feng patted the dust on his body, ignored Sima Ang at all, turned around and walked out of the ring.

"Group A ring, Ye Fengsheng!"

The voice of the deacon elder's announcement fell, and Sima Ang's face was ugly, and he wanted to get back to the field, but in front of everyone's eyes, he could only give up.

In the first game, it was off to a good start, and Ye Feng easily won it.

Back in the area of the lower courtyard, Luo Jin and Cui Sifang both looked at Ye Feng.

Cui Sifang was surprised: "Senior Brother Ye, the speed of your Ling Bo micro-step is too amazing, and you can solve the battle with one punch." ”

Luo Jin also smiled and said: "The opponent is still Sima Ang, the master of the ninefold spiritual vein, it is estimated that he is very aggrieved in his heart now!"

"It's a fluke, it's just a fluke. ”

Ye Feng smiled faintly and didn't explain much.

In the ring, the other two groups were still fighting, Luo Yanchen's opponent was a female disciple of the middle courtyard, who was also in the ninefold realm of the spiritual vein, but He Ying was obviously slightly inferior.

"Cloud Smoke Palm!"

Luo Yanchen snorted, his jade hand waved again and again, and the shadow of his palm in the sky shrouded the past like smoke and mist.

Bang bang bang!

He Ying's face turned red, resisted several palms, and flew back again and again, but the last palm was not caught, and was sent out of the ring with one palm, and was directly defeated.

Luo Yanchen breathed a sigh of relief slightly, waited for the deacon elder's announcing voice, and walked out of the ring.

On the lower side of the lower court, Ye Feng and Luo Yanchen both won the first battle, which was a good thing, and on the seat not far away, Elder Qingshui also showed a look of relief.

Soon, the fight in the ring of Group C also ended.

The third group of lists began, and this time, it was Luo Jin and Cui Sifang who came to power. Luo Jin has always been recognized as the strongest in the lower court, and his strength is strong, although his opponent is also in the ninefold realm of spiritual veins, but Luo Jin only used three moves, and the opponent automatically admitted defeat.

This is aware of the gap in strength between himself and Luo Jin, and he took the initiative to admit defeat.

I have to say that Luo Jin is a master.

However, Cui Sifang was not so lucky, his opponent was a disciple of the upper court, and his strength was very good, and after holding on to a stick of incense, he was knocked out of the ring, and the lower court suffered the first defeat.

After walking down, Cui Sifang smiled wryly and said, "I'm sorry, I disappointed everyone!"

Ye Feng smiled and comforted: "It's okay, there is still a chance next, the first loss is nothing, as long as you can get nine points." ”

Luo Jin shook his head and sighed: "How easy it is, every disciple who participates in the competition is basically the strongest of the three major academies, and none of them are mediocre. It's hard, it's so hard!"

Although Luo Jin's words are a bit shocking, they are indeed true.

The upper court, the middle court, and the lower court, each of them are strong people who have passed the assessment and tested their real strength, and they are all masters, and it is not easy to defeat each other and get a point.

However, the rules of the three-court competition are like this, survival of the fittest, survival of the fittest.

Soon, it was time for a new round of fighting.

"Group A, Weng Huachi, a disciple of the upper court, will fight against Ye Feng, a disciple of the lower court!"

"It's your turn, come on!" Luo Yanchen reminded.

"Hmm!"

Ye Feng nodded and stepped into the ring.

The opponent this time, Weng Huachi is also in the Spiritual Vein Ninefold Realm, but he is a little older, a pair of eyes stared at Ye Feng fiercely, his face was full of anger, and said: "Ye Feng, a disciple of the lower court, only the eightfold realm of the spiritual vein, I really don't know where you got the courage, and you actually dared to come to participate in the three courtyards competition, is there no one in the lower court? However, I have just seen your battle, and your body style is indeed a little weird, Sima Ang, this waste, can actually be defeated in your hands." Hehe, I'm not Sima Ang, if I can defeat you, I will definitely not give you any chance!"

Ye Feng was not angry, and said indifferently: "Is it finished, then let's start, don't waste my time." ”

"Wasting your time?haha, it seems that you are ready to fail, and you are in a hurry to go back, right? Okay, I will fulfill you now!"

Hearing this, Weng Huachi sneered, his body leaped up, and almost instantly fell to the ground in front of Ye Feng, seeing that Ye Feng actually didn't move at all, he was even more proud, and the punch that was bound to hit Ye Feng's heart fiercely.

Rumble!

Weng Huachi is indeed much stronger than that Sima Ang, he shot decisively, without dragging his feet, and he was ruthless enough, this punch suddenly hit, and ordinary people may be caught off guard and fly out of the ring directly.

Swish!

However, just as his fist fell, Ye Feng's figure had already disappeared in place.

"What?!"

Weng Huachi was shocked, and hurriedly turned around, and he was greeted by a huge fist.

Bang!

A majestic force shook in, Weng Huachi screamed, his body was beaten into the air and flew up, and he fell off the ring.

With the same punch and the same move, Weng Huachi was almost the same as Sima Ang, and even the position where he fell to the ground was not much different.

"You!"

Lying on the ground, Weng Huachi was ashamed and angry, staring at Ye Feng hatefully, but he couldn't say a word.

Because, just standing in the ring, he was still laughing at Sima Ang, but he didn't expect that the retribution would come so quickly, and soon it would be his turn, and it was exactly the same as Sima Ang's defeat.

"Group A ring, Ye Fengsheng!" the deacon elder announced loudly.

Ye Feng was still indifferent, and slowly walked out of the ring, and the second point was in hand, and there were still seven games left.

Ye Feng won both battles, especially when he used the same body technique, he also defeated his opponent with only one punch, coupled with his eightfold cultivation realm of spiritual vein, he naturally received the attention of many people.

"This Ye Feng is a disciple of the lower courtyard, is he really in the eightfold realm of the spiritual vein?"

"There is nothing wrong with cultivating to the realm, however, his body method is a little weird, Ling Bo's micro-step supernatural power is supernatural, and few people in the three academies can cultivate to this point. Therefore, in fact, he took advantage of the body, and his real strength should not be strong. ”

"Yes, this is just the beginning, many people have not made their efforts, Sima Ang and Weng Huachi are not particularly outstanding characters. ”。

"Look, this kid will soon suffer, I don't believe how far a disciple of the lower courtyard can go. ”

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