When all the spiritual power storms dissipated, everyone's blown hair gradually fell down, and the audience was still dead silent.

Everyone stared at the very center of the battlefield, their eyes full of shock.

Because where he was lying was Wang Yan, who was covered in bruises.

Wang Yan defeated?

Whether it was Ye Qingyun, Yuan Yinglang, Han Ling'er, Han Dong, or other disciples of the Blood Sword Alliance, they didn't expect that when they thought that the victory and defeat had been divided, Lin Fei would definitely die. Lin Fei, who was only a ninth-order martial artist, could actually burst out with such a terrifying blow, even a genius of Wang Yan's level would probably be unable to resist such an attack!

The disciples looked at the messy battlefield, and the violent battle blasted into their minds like thunder.

Bloodline talent, battle array, innate array heart, Xuan-rank high-grade martial arts... Whatever the outcome of the battle, it was worth remembering for many days.

After all, this is already a battle that fully represents the highest level of their freshmen, and the winner of this battle will be the first place for newcomers.

In the distance, a giant tree stood a young girl, blowing in a gust of wind in the heights, a white dress fluttering in the wind, outlining the sultry curves of the girl, simple but pure holiness, as if she was a fairy in the world.

"Bloodline talent, innate array heart..."

"The bloodline grade is not high, but the aura is so strong that it is terrifying, there must be some secret"

The girl looked in the direction of the main city, her eyes flashing with a glimmer, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"Little guy, there are a lot of secrets!"

"I just don't know how many secrets I can have if I strip you naked?"

...

And in the main city, I don't know how long it has been, a disciple who is watching around him swallowed his saliva fiercely, and asked weakly at a disciple next to him, "Wake me up and tell me I'm dreaming!"

As soon as these words came out, the audience, which was originally silent, suddenly boiled.

"How is that possible?"

"Wang Yan was actually defeated, and he was defeated at the hands of a disciple of the ninth order of a martial artist?"

"It's incredible! It's incredible!"

"It's just a dream! I'm still very moved after waking up for a long time!"

"This Lin Fei, how strong is his strength, and how demonic his talent is!"

"It seems that this number one is none other than Lin Fei!"

...

All the disciples in the audience were sighing, almost repeating those few words, and the shock on their faces still hadn't disappeared.

Because they never thought of why Wang Yan, who was a super genius of the Wang family, would actually lose to a martial artist of the ninth order, and it was when Wang Yan's means were all out.

At this moment, Ye Qingyun looked at the defeated Wang Yan with interest, and the two Han Ling'er brothers and sisters didn't say anything, just glanced at each other, and they both saw a strong look of shock and surprise in each other's eyes.

Wang Yan was defeated, and they were saved!

They couldn't believe that Wang Yan, who was a super genius, was actually defeated.

So how strong was Lin Fei, who defeated Wang Yan?

At this time, Wang Yan, who fell to the ground, struggled to support himself with his hands, and sat on the ground with difficulty, but his eyes were staring at Lin Fei, as if he had a lot of doubts.

"What level of bloodline are you?"

Wang Yan looked at Lin Fei with very confused eyes, full of puzzlement.

Although his bloodline is not a supreme bloodline, he is still a top-level holy bloodline, because he wants to win the ranking reward, he waits until he is about to break through the martial artist before he comes to participate.

Among the new generation of disciples, his realm strength is second to none, and among those who really know him, he may even be called the first person of the new generation.

The second order of the martial artist, the bloodline of the holy product, the formation master...

It seems that he does have this qualification, but there is a Lin Fei.

Hearing Wang Yan's words, everyone reacted, since Wang Yan's bloodline is a holy product, what is the level of Lin Fei's bloodline who defeated Wang Yan?

Supreme, God-level, or higher?

They couldn't believe that what had happened today was beyond their limits.

There is no doubt that from today onwards, Lin Fei's name will surely spread throughout the entire Ten Thousand Swords Sect's new students.

And Wang Yanzhi is a tragic stepping stone, the road of a warrior is full of corpses and bones, and it will be successful for eternity.

...

"Oh my God, this Lin Fei actually has this itself?"

"It's amazing! This son will become a great thing, and the future can be expected!"

"The eldest lady is really discerning! Such a genius, the old man didn't even find out!"

...

As the assessment time approached, the elders who had already left had already gathered in front of the Xuantian Mirror, and it was obvious that they had completely watched the battle between Wang Yan and Lin Fei.

Everyone looked at the eldest lady Ling Rou a little strangely, and their eyes were all puzzled?

"Could it be that the eldest lady already knows the strength of this kid?"

"Oh, Miss, you're not kind, you actually put one for the old man?"

"It's a miserable loss!"

Elder Sun, who liked to gamble, looked at Ling Rou, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, their elders had roughly figured it out at the moment, this Lin Fei estimated that it was the personal disciple that the eldest lady had already looked for.

It's just that this kid caused them to lose so badly!

At this point in the assessment, the elders already knew very well who would be the first, and they all looked at Ling Rou with a blank face.

"This Lin Fei's strength is indeed very strong, but don't you think it's very confusing?"

"What level of bloodline is this Lin Fei?"

A white-haired elder looked at Ling Rou with interest and spoke.

Hearing the words, the elders also looked at Ling Rou, as a Martial King powerhouse, they naturally saw more than those disciples, they clearly perceived that Lin Fei's bloodline was only the top grade of the Yellow Order, but the aura in this son's body was rich and strong, even stronger than those supreme bloodlines.

"What kind of bloodline is that?"

Ling Rou looked at the elders whose eyes were focused on her, and she was also very helpless in her heart, in the first gamble, she chose Lin Fei as nothing more than an unintentional move.

Maybe there are more elements of curiosity, but I just feel that the young man's eyes are exceptionally clear, and he has a calmness that does not belong to ordinary people.

I didn't expect to be really pressed by myself, so the first place is indeed this son.

"Bloodline talent, innate array heart, good bloodline grade..."

It is indeed qualified to be my disciple, Ling Rou looked at Lin Fei in the main city, even though the young man was covered with scars, he was still stubborn, and his eyes were full of perseverance.

But suddenly, in the other direction of the Xuantian Mirror, a slight vibration attracted Ling Rou to the past, and in that desert area, the earth was cracked, and the heavens and the earth were changing, as if there was a calm thing about to break through the ground.

Looking at the movement, Ling Rou paused for a few seconds, and then smiled.

"It's a little interesting now."