The audience laughed continuously, even if Ji Fan was recovering his aura, he could feel the strange atmosphere, his face suddenly turned a lot ruddy, and after a while, he hurriedly jumped off the stage and returned to the stage in a panic.

"It's out of the limelight this time. Before he sat down on the stage, Yue Qing smiled lazily.

"It's almost away from you, senior brother. After Ji Fan heard this, he smiled generously, and his introverted personality seemed to have pushed the closed door open a little bit through this time.

"It's pretty good. Ji Fan thought about it and quietly explained, Yue Qing was slightly surprised and nodded.

Ji Fan has not fully recovered, but because of the excitement of successfully challenging the core disciple and the eyes around him, it is difficult for him to calm down, because he is now a core disciple!

This was something he couldn't have imagined before!

The awe-inspiring gazes around him were projected, and he could only temporarily suppress the joy and excitement in his heart, licked his lips for a moment, and leaned closer to Xu Yueqing and said, "Senior brother, now our Tianqing Academy, there are three core disciples at once, and one is a personal disciple, this can be regarded as a unique sect, right?"

Yue Qing didn't have much joy on his face, glanced at him lightly, and said softly, "Maybe this is not good news." ”

Ji Fan was stunned, isn't this good news? Now in this situation, Tianqing Yuan is already the strongest.

"There's a balance in all the houses, and sometimes it's not a good thing to have too much power. Yue Qing squinted lazily and said meaningfully.

Ji Fan was puzzled, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "For a sect, isn't it better to have more excellent blood?"

Yue Qing chuckled, and there was a sneer. The mentally mature man didn't look like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy at all, and said, "That's just what you see, think about the Eight Lives Academy." ”

Ji Fan struck the spot like a thunderbolt and shouted, "Impossible, right?!"

The surrounding disciples looked at him together, he also noticed his gaffe, smiled apologetically, and then looked at Yue Qing, only to see that he had closed his eyes and dozed off on the chair.

He frowned slightly, thinking about what Yue Qing said yesterday......

In the past, the disciples of the Eight Lives Academy were all fierce and brave, and the top ten core disciples occupied the top three, and the three personal disciples even occupied two...... But that year, when this vein was at its peak, the master of the courtyard died, and the disciples went to the empty building, and there was no trace......

When Yue Qing said this, he was hinting at all this, could it be related to the high-level At this time, he suddenly felt that there was a very strange thing in his gaze, and there was a feeling of prying eyes.

Looking in the general direction, on the viewing platform in the distance, the expressions of Li Madlin and the heads of the various courtyards were gone, leaving a hazy look of no joy and no sorrow, Feng Daoming's eyes flickered, seeing him looking over, he smiled faintly, that kind of smile was very intriguing...

His throat rolled slightly, and the joy of challenging the core disciple vanished in an instant, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water. He suddenly had an illusion, and for some reason he felt that Feng Daoming's gaze always revealed a different taste, like a kind of killing intent that was collected to the extreme...

He took a deep breath, but soon calmed down, he has experienced many trivial things, his current state of mind is not the past, besides, it will not take a few days for him to leave the sect, when the sea is wide and the fish jumps, the sky is high and the birds can fly, everything here has little to do with him.

Thinking of this, he ignored everyone's scrutiny, looked at the old man on the stage with calm eyes, and listened to the questions that spread throughout the audience.

"Are there any disciples you want to challenge?!"

The old man asked again, and after Yue Qing and Ji Fan, no one raised their hands, and all the disciples in the audience exchanged their heads and ears, and after a while, a man stood up.

"I'm coming!"

The man was seventeen or eighteen years old, he was a disciple of the Wuzheng Academy, he had big eyes and round eyes, he was extremely heroic, he strode up, and he opened his mouth to challenge Bai Yi, the core disciple who ranked sixth.

Bai Yi took the stage, and the two quickly fought each other, although the man's strength was at the peak of the ninth stage of the Aura Realm, but the core disciple was not a title after all, he did not have the luck of Yue Qing and Ji Fan, he experienced a tragic dragon and tiger fight, and in the end, the disciple of the Five Expeditions Academy still regretted to leave, leaving Bai Yi to stand proudly on the stage provocatively.

"One hundred and thirty-one challenge failed! Is there anyone else who wants to challenge?" the old man stood quietly on the stage and asked loudly again,

At this time, Fan Ming raised his head and swept towards the stage, because from the perspective of Lie Cheng, who has a quota, the core ranking seventh, sixth, and fifth have all been challenged, and of course, the best challenge naturally belongs to him in the eyes of everyone.

As expected, Fan Ming smiled suddenly, his eyes were averted, and he avoided the gaze he touched.

For a long time, no one answered.

In fact, it's no wonder that they are timid, the fifth, sixth, and seventh ranked disciples have all been challenged, and the eighty or ninety core disciples have been challenged and can't get the top ten, so there is no point, as for starting from Fan Ming, who is ranked fourth, everyone is at least in the spiritual realm, with their basic strength in the ninth stage of the spiritual qi realm, wouldn't the challenge be self-inflicted?

"I really don't know what the sect is doing with so many tricks, and it was not easy to enter the finals and end like this. On the stage, there was a disciple who was unwilling.

"It seems that there is no hope of entering the secret place of enlightenment, and I heard that it is a good place to quickly improve your strength. ”

"Hey, I knew that I would raise the cards first, and how to play the rest above the spiritual realm. The disciples on the side sighed in disappointment.

"Unless you have ...... ability, you look at that ancient barbarian, the spiritual realm also jumped off the stage by itself. Someone behind him said something meaningful, full of sourness, Yue Qing didn't even bother to look at it, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep there and dozed off.

Ji Fan shook his head, in such a fiercely competitive sect, capable people are used to being like this, it can be said that anywhere in this world is to survive in this form, and any complaint is just a loser theory.

"Is there anyone who challenges the core disciples?"

No one answered on the stage, and the old man turned to the position of the core disciple again, and suddenly looked at the place with an overwhelming gaze, Wu Gong in the eighth, Yu Kun in the ninth, Yang Chen in the tenth, etc., with gloomy expressions, they felt that all eyes were on them, because they were not in the top ten, there were only three of them among the core disciples, and the other core disciples didn't seem to want to have a ranking battle, and everyone on the scene was suddenly interested.

"It seems that no one is challenged. The position of the core disciples, Ye Lang said suddenly, Wei Qing, Wang Linlin and other core disciples looked moved after hearing this, and looked at Chen Li who was banging on the armrest of the chair, only to see him with a leisurely expression, smiling on his face, and sitting there with a long posture, giving people an unfathomable feeling.

So for a moment, Chen Li suddenly stretched his waist and lined up his long figure, his expression seemed to be smiling, he turned his head to look at Ye Lang's tranquil side face, and said with a smile: "It seems that it is time for us to come on the stage to draw an end to this wonderful sect conference." ”

There was a-for-tat hidden in the peaceful words, the core disciples were all shocked, their eyes were slowly solemn, today's finals, in fact, most people paid attention to the martial arts competition between the two, because the result of this martial arts competition represents who is the candidate of the sect!

"That's what I mean!"

Ye Lang stood up suddenly, and strode towards the stage without saying a word, his steps were steady, and his clear eyes were fierce, like a sharp blade out of the sheath, with a sharp edge!

Chen Li's smile also slowly converged, and when he stood up, his eyes slowly became indifferent and deep, heroic, unfathomable, and had a unique sharp charm, which was unforgettable at first sight.

The scene was boring, and some disciples wanted to withdraw, but when they saw the two of them standing on the stage one after another, they were immediately shocked, and then cheers and support resounded one after another!

"These two are going to fight in the end!"

"The old genius and the mysterious rookie, which is stronger, today we will see at a glance!"

"Senior brother, I'm finally going to make a move!" Ji Fan's expression became extremely uncalm, after all, Ye Lang had always been the person he admired.

Yue Qing saw that there was light in Ji Fan's eyes, his spirit was invigorated, and he pursed his lips slightly as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"The most important battle is coming. ”

"It's a dragon fight. ”

In the stands, Li Madin and other high-level officials were happy, and the owner of the old temple clenched his fists, and his eyes full of gloom seemed to be faintly nervous.

On the stage, Chen Li's eyes were cold and faint, and there seemed to be a black ocean in them, which was terrifying.

Ye Lang is like a divine sword, his ordinary appearance has become extraordinary at this moment, his eyes are clear and thorough, extraordinary, and his momentum is like a rainbow.

The two stood facing each other, neither of them said much, the air was quiet for a moment and tears fell, the two of them moved almost at the same time, and in an instant, blue and gold surged up, and the breathing atmosphere spread from the stage, which shocked everyone nearby.

Ye Lang's body was surrounded by countless small wind whirlpools forming a wind whirlpool of a foot in size, constantly rotating around his body, each time he rotated, waves of cyan aura visible to the naked eye emerged, while Chen Li seemed to turn into a golden statue, covered with golden light, with a sharp metallic texture.

"Is this the spiritual realm? It is actually controlling the power of heaven and earth!" someone in the audience shouted excitedly.

"Bullshit! That's condensed by aura, nine stages into spirits, attribute transformation, do you understand!" someone in the distance retorted, the man was immediately annoyed, but when he turned around, he only saw a sea of people, and he didn't know who the shouter was.

The two of them on the stage were already moving, turning into two rainbow lights, one green and one gold, and launched a fierce collision! Ye Lang used his arm as a sword, close to Chen Li's neck and wiped it off, and the shot was very ruthless! Chen Li took a step back, and the palm with the fierce wind spirit crossed in front of his eyes, and his fingertips were less than a centimeter away from his neck! His eyes were also cold, his entire right palm turned golden, and his skin seemed to be made of metal, and he slammed at Ye Lang's face door with a punch, and the punch was quite fierce! Ye Lang's neck was slightly sideways, easily avoided, and then the two of them had a whip leg at the same time, and they touched each other at the same time, and the momentum on the martial arts stage suddenly swept away, and the disciples who were watching the battle in front of him leaned back for a while.

After the dust fell, everyone looked and saw that the two were not separated, one leg was fixed there, and the right leg was touching together, and on the surface of the two, the wind whirlwind and the golden light had turned into two arc-shaped air layers, which were the collision between the spirits!

A sound close to the friction of glass and metal spread, and the hearts of everyone who listened to it tightened, and in a moment of wind, the golden gas layer exploded, and both of them took a step back, but unlike the pause of the other martial arts disciples, the two of them were quite urgent and fast, and almost at the same time they pulled out the stamping seal, their eyes stared at each other tightly, and the wind whirlwind and golden light quickly condensed around the two of them.

"Spirit!"

"King Kong Slash!"

At the same time, Ye Lang's palms slapped downward, and a violent wind suddenly raged on the martial arts stage! A whirlwind the size of a zhang was formed, carrying a strong roar towards Chen Li! Chen Li suddenly clasped his hands together, looking like a golden-bodied Buddha, his handsome face was extremely sacred, his eyes were round, and his folded hands waved towards the ground, a golden blade several feet long, between the real and the unreal, slashed down, splitting the whistling wind!

"These two are too strong!"

"There is such a difference between the spiritual realm and the spiritual energy realm!"

The disciples in the audience were full of brilliance, Ji Fan was slightly condensed, the spirit descended from the method taught by Ye Hong, the grade was eight grades, according to the rules established by the Tianqing Academy, when the disciple was in the ninth stage of the aura realm, he glanced at Yue Qing, and he didn't know if Ye Hong taught him this technique.

"What a quick move!"

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"The six-grade magic Heavenly Extreme Palm that Chen Li used is so much stronger than that Lie Cheng!"

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"Ye Lang's body shape is about to come out of the phantom, is this some kind of spell?"

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