Click!

This foot stepped down, and the sound of broken bones was transmitted, Su Junfeng screamed, his eyes were blood-red, his fists were clenched, and he stared at Wang Tang deadly, and he didn't even have the strength to speak

"Haha, I like to ravage you cheap bones, ninth-class pariahs, lowly trash, do you want to admit defeat?

Wang Tang laughed evilly, grabbed Su Junfeng's neck with one hand, and hit Su Junfeng's body with several punches in a row with the other hand.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Tang was ruthless, every punch used up the strength of his whole body, and after dozens of punches in a row, Su Junfeng had already fallen in a pool of blood, and he still didn't stop.

Luo Yanchen kept shaking his head when he saw it, and a wave of anger rose in Ye Feng's heart.

Wang Tang did it on purpose, injuring Su Junfeng, not giving him a chance to speak, and making him seriously injured.

Ji Bufan couldn't help it even more, and directly exploded ** and scolded: "Fuck Nima, Wang Tang, you dog mongrel!"

"Stop!

However, at this time, Elder Qingshui had already noticed the situation here, and a deacon elder immediately flew up, pulled Wang Tang away, and announced loudly: "Ring No. 2, Wang Tang wins!"

Su Junfeng couldn't move anymore, Ye Feng and Ji Bufan hurriedly rushed up and helped him down.

When he stepped out of the ring, behind him, Wang Tang let out an arrogant ridicule and said, "Ye Feng, don't eliminate it too early, if it falls into the hands of Lao Tzu, I will make your end a hundred times worse than him!"

Ye Feng just glanced at him coldly, but did not respond, and helped Su Junfeng back to his seat.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry, I lost this time, my skills are not as good as others, after I go back, I will practice more diligently. ”

Su Junfeng gritted his bloody teeth, and when he spoke, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"The strong have their own strong players, don't blame you for losing to him, the realm is just a little worse, sooner or later, you will catch up with him. Don't worry, if you have the chance, I'll help you get revenge. Ji Bufan, you send Junfeng back to heal!"

Ye Feng said calmly.

Su Junfeng's ribs were broken a few times, the injuries were serious, and they had to be treated in time, Ji Bufan and Kuang Hongyuan could only send him back to heal first.

At this point in the assessment, there are fewer remaining disciples, only more than 20 people, and the next competition is basically on stage one by one.

Moreover, the more you get to the back, the more exciting the competition becomes.

Su Junfeng, Ji Bufan, Kuang Hongyuan and others were all eliminated, and among the people Ye Feng knew in the lower courtyard, only Luo Yanchen remained.

Luo Yanchen also felt a lot of pressure, and said: "It is very likely that you will meet the four strong men next, depending on your luck, if you meet them, the odds of winning are infinitely low." ”

"It's almost the same, more than 20 people, none of them can get to this point, and every opponent is a strong burden"

Ye Feng nodded.

didn't wait long, a new round of competition began immediately, and the first one to play was Luo Yanchen.

It was a fluke that she didn't meet the four powerhouses, but her opponent was not weak, and he was also a master of the eightfold realm of the spiritual vein.

This battle was extremely difficult, and Luo Yanchen also tried his best to defeat the other party by luck.

"Ring No. 5, Luo Yanchen wins!"

The deacon's elder's announcement fell, which meant that Luo Yanchen had entered the top ten in this competition, and it was no surprise that he should have been qualified to compete in the three academies.

Then, on the edge of another ring, the deacon elders continued to announce: "Song Yun vs. Wang Ping!"

Crash!

Song Yun, one of the four powerhouses, finally appeared, and there was a sensation in the merit square, and all eyes were focused on the past.

Swish!

Song Yun really deserved to be a master of the ninefold spiritual vein, as soon as his body moved, he fell into the ring, his eyes were unruly, and he completely lost the expression that he had been taught by Prince Ao Long like a grandson in Canglong Mountain.

"There is no suspense in this battle, Wang Ping has only cultivated to the eightfold spiritual vein, he is not Senior Brother Song's opponent at all!"

"Yes, it's too unwatching, I still want to see a close battle, but unfortunately, the four powerhouses have not met until now. ”

"The elder is not stupid, the four strong ones are the cards of our lower house, if the four of them fight, it is not appropriate to eliminate any of them. ”

The disciples around were talking about it, and they were very unanimously optimistic about Song Yun.

However, it is also true.

When Wang Ping stepped into the ring, his momentum weakened by three points, and after bowing respectfully, he said in a respectful tone: "Senior Brother Song, I am Wang Ping, please give me more advice!"

However, Song Yun looked disdainful, and said with a rebellious look in his eyes: "There is little nonsense, you didn't fly out of the ring within three moves, count me as losing!"

"Come on!"

Hearing this, Wang Ping's face was also embarrassed, he originally wanted to admit defeat if he was familiar, but Song Yun didn't plan to save face for him at all, his dignity was trampled on, and Wang Ping also became serious.

"Breaking the mountain and connecting palms!"

However, he was not ready, and Song Yun had already made the first move.

The first strike is strong, the realm occupies a huge advantage, Song Yun didn't care about any morality at all, flew up in the air, and bombarded Wang Ping with several punches in a row.

Bang bang bang!

Wang Ping's reaction was also fast, and he hurriedly raised his fist to resist, but the gap in strength was too great, and he was beaten back again and again, and his back hit the pillar of the ring, barely stabilizing his body.

However, Song Yun's next wave of offensive continued to bombard.

Wang Ping didn't have time to dodge at all, his body was knocked out, and when he was in the air, blood spurted out again and again, and he was defeated without suspense.

"Trash!"

Defeating an opponent with an eightfold spirit vein, Song Yun became even more arrogant, spit out two words in his mouth, and then walked out of the ring.

The disciple Wang Ping's face turned red with anger, but he left helplessly.

At this time, the deacon elders continued to shout loudly: "No. 1 ring, Ye Feng against Wang Tang!"

Hearing this duel, the disciples who were watching around immediately made an uproar, even more lively than Song Yun had just come to the stage.

Because, just now Wang Tang seriously injured Su Junfeng, and the two sides fought for a while, and everyone knew that Wang Tang did it on purpose.

Wang Lin is a descendant of the Zhucheng Wang family, and although Wang Tang is from a branch bloodline, as long as he performs well in this assessment, his status will be greatly improved in the future.

Therefore, teaching Ye Feng's group of people to Wang Lin, Wang Rui breathed a sigh of relief, which was his bargaining chip to gain the support of the family.

Hearing this battle list, Wang Tang smiled, smiled very happily, and sighed in his heart, it was really the capital that favored him and gave him this chance to become famous!

On the other side, Ye Feng also smiled, smiling calmly.

Luo Yanchen advised: "Be careful, this Wang Tang has some skills, don't be careless."

"I know it. ”

Ye Feng nodded and slowly walked into the ring.