Qianzong, cultivation ground. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Yun Yuan exhaled a breath of white air, his eyes gradually opened, since he promised Wang Yiheng to defeat Qiu Chi in the sect exam, he had come to the cultivation ground every day to cultivate, and occasionally went to the arena to hone his actual combat.

Wang Yiheng told him half a month ago that the sect exam would be held tomorrow, and Yun Yuan changed his previous leisurely attitude and became a frequent visitor to the cultivation ground.

When Yun Yuan came here, it was close to the end of the year, and the sect exam was the day of the New Year, and the disciples of the Qianzong could not leave the sect without permission because of Qing cultivation, let alone holidays.

……

"Whew, finally the fifth piece. ”

After about two weeks of hard cultivation, Yun Yuan's strength has increased rapidly, and he has successfully cultivated the fifth Shang Tong Mo Fang, if Ding Xu and Wu Tao before him know the news, these two people will never have the idea of challenging Yun Yuan, this kind of strength gap can be called huge. At such a speed of two weeks, in the entire Qianzong, only Yu Yan can match it, and even Qiu Chi is a step behind.

"Since you have cultivated to the fifth level, there is no point in continuing to cultivate today. ”

Feeling that the operation of Shang Tong Zhiyuan in his body began to slow down, Yun Yuan instantly bounced up, dusted off his body, and walked in the direction of the arena.

Qianzong, arena.

Qianzong itself does not prohibit disciples from fighting, and it is okay to pick quarrels and provoke trouble anywhere, but the battle in the arena is ruled by a special person, and it is absolutely fair and just.

The huge square formed by the accumulation of ancient boulders is divided into four levels of battle areas, corresponding to the three disciples of Qianzong, and Qianzong recruits disciples once every three years, so the age of the disciples of Qianzong is roughly in the range of ten to twenty, the first three areas are equal competition areas, and the fourth is a special cross-class competition area, that is, the area used by the disciples of the lower class to challenge the disciples of the higher class, of course, the disciples of the high class are forbidden to challenge the juniors.

Yun Yuan usually goes to the peer-to-peer competition area one year higher than them, he rarely joins the competition, the actual combat of the original world is stronger than this world, Yun Yuan was originally the best in the Daomen, and he will not fall behind in the battle with an opponent who is stronger than himself like Dao Lisen, which shows his strong actual combat ability. So the battle in the lower grades is not interesting in his opinion, and he basically can't learn anything.

There are many people in the competition area of the first session of their own class, so that he, the disciple of the first session, does not feel abrupt to stay there, and the battle of the higher class is too high-end, which does not help Yun Yuan much, and Yun Yuan did not look at it again after watching it once.

But today, Yun Yuan uncharacteristically chose the cross-session arena, and when he walked into the venue, the lively atmosphere came to his face, and the air seemed to flow faster than the outside, and it trembled violently as the duelists in the center of the venue collided with each other.

The battle across the arena was the least of the four, but it did have the largest number of spectators, with a full crowd and a full fence.

At this time, the two people who were fighting in the center of the venue were the senior brothers of the first and second sessions of Da Yunyuan respectively, among which the highest disciple was relying on the higher cultivation to launch a fierce offensive, and the one who attracted much attention was the lower cultivation disciple who was fighting against him, the person seemed to be dodging in embarrassment, but the pace was very steady, and the retreat was orderly, only when he was forced to the border did he start to exert his strength and save a little space.

The disciples outside the field unanimously supported the junior disciples, most of whom were girls, and the disciples were handsome and had the strength to challenge the next class, probably among the senior brothers and sisters in the senior year, they were considered male gods.

"Senior Brother Yanfeng, come on!"

"Senior Brother Yanfeng is so handsome!"

Yun Yuan didn't care about such nymphomaniac words, and only stared at the battle situation in the field. The handsome young man known as the style of speech is being pushed to the sidelines.

However, at this moment, Yun Yuan's pupils shrank suddenly, because he saw that the corners of his mouth, which had always been in a weak position, quietly set off a confident arc.

The highest senior brother who was originally aggressive was already covered with fine beads of sweat on his face, and every time he landed, there was a slight trembling, which was noticed by Yun Yuan carefully.

"Is it going to be over? Yun Yuan sighed silently.

I saw that Liu Yanfeng, who was retreating, suddenly stood firm, and stepped on the sideline, and a faint emerald green light loomed around him. The two fingers hidden in the sleeves of the wind, wrapped around the power of the wind, were close together, like a sharp arrow out of the sheath, piercing the eyebrows of the senior brother, but the flesh-colored skin showed a light like a cold weapon.

The senior brother reacted to this sudden surprise attack, and he panicked a little, but after so many years in Qianzong, he still relied on his rich experience to make the most decisive defense, the earthy yellow light emerged, and the momentum still overwhelmed Liu Yanfeng, and the top of his head began to form a solid backing from the center of his eyebrows.

However, no one dared to gamble with their heads, and this senior brother finally chose to admit it.

"Senior brother has mercy!"

Yan Feng suddenly pointed at the wind, deflected his head, and shot towards the wall behind him.

"Whoosh!"

There was no movement after this sound, and the audience fell silent, and the referee teacher, who was a step late, quickly separated the two, wiped a handful of cold sweat and announced the victory.

The cheers and screams resounded throughout the arena, and the senior brother of the first year of high school gasped heavily, staring at the dark finger hole behind him with palpitations, his back was soaked with sweat, and a large piece of earth element on his head fell off little by little, revealing his face washed by sweat, quite embarrassed.

"Thank you for the mercy of Senior Brother Yanfeng, Senior Brother is worthy of being the first genius of your Tianji, Senior Brother admires. ”

"Senior brother is too famous, senior brother's attributes are suitable for defense, but he has to take care of the style of speech and change it to a strong attack, and the style of speech is just a trick. ”

Yan Feng smiled gently and said humbly.

The comfort of the wind made the senior brother very comfortable, and he almost lost his life just now, this failure seemed to be nothing, and after a few words of greeting, he walked away.

At this time, Yun Yuan's figure disappeared from the high platform fence

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Yan Feng enjoyed the brilliance and glory for a while, and when he was about to leave the arena, a young figure appeared in front of him, a young man wearing a mask, and a harmless voice came from behind the mask:

"Senior Brother Yanfeng, can you fight with me?"

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