The eliminated junior brother heard the lesson of the senior brother, then looked at Ye Feng on the stage, then looked at the senior brother, shook his head and said: "This senior brother, you pull it down! If you want me to attack that monster, I won't do it." If I had attacked him, I wouldn't have been able to get up from the ground right now!"

Last night, after the blue-robed monk was slapped unconscious by Ye Feng, he was still lying in the accommodation and couldn't get out of bed.

Hearing the junior brother say this, the senior brothers around him were puzzled.

"Is that really that much human waste?"

"I believe you're a ghost!"

"There are no breath fluctuations on him, he is clearly a human waste. ”

“......”

Of course, these senior brothers had never seen Ye Feng's skills, so they didn't believe that Ye Feng was a monster when they killed them.

The senior brothers and sisters below were very unhappy and puzzled by Ye Feng's successful promotion, and called this competition too watery!

Several senior leaders in the stands were also puzzled.

"Hell, that's how that kid made the cut!" the red-faced interviewer was dumbfounded.

"What is this called a competition? It's too fake!" the dean of the East Academy shook his head.

The dean of the West Academy also shook his head: "What's the matter, that human imp didn't do anything, so he stayed!"

The dean of the Southern Courtyard said, "Did that human imp perform any magic tricks, and he didn't attack him from beginning to end?"

The vice president frowned and did not speak, as if he was thinking about something.

At this time, there were disgruntled monks below who shouted loudly.

"Why did that human waste make the cut without doing anything, it's so fake!"

"Yes, the Temple of the Ages doesn't need waste, get him out. ”

"Even if he succeeds in making the cut, what's the use of such human waste?"

"Protest!"

"Protest!"

“......”

Hearing the senior brothers and sisters below protesting that he had successfully advanced in this way, Ye Feng's face was as usual, and he didn't say a word from beginning to end, just with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

The red-faced interviewer was sweating profusely, not knowing what to do, and looked at the vice president like a helper.

"No matter what method he uses, he actually succeeds in making the cut, so let him stay!" the vice dean said, "Arrange the next round of competition, whether it is a genius or a waste, it will be clear at a glance later!"

"Yes!" replied the red-faced interviewer.

Then, the red-faced interviewer announced the end of the third round of interviews, and Ye Feng and ten others entered the ranking competition.

Hearing the announcement of the red-faced interviewer, the monk below was not calm.

"Damn, why don't you dispose of human waste?"

"This will make him promoted?

"No, that waste has to be kicked out, and it can't participate in the ranking tournament!"

Some brothers and sisters did not accept such a competition.

You must know that many of them tried their last drop of physical strength in the competition in order to enter the endless cultivation of the Temple of Ten Thousand Ages, and some even interviewed for several years before succeeding.

And now, this white-clothed human warrior actually slipped into the Temple of Eternity, and then stood to the end in the interview, lying down to win effortlessly.

Many of them are psychologically unbalanced.

Some monks can't wait to throw rotten eggs at Ye Feng!

Hearing the dissatisfied voices of many senior brothers and sisters below, Ye Feng shrugged his shoulders, the corners of his mouth raised, spread his hands, glanced at everyone and smiled: "Are you not convinced?"

"Don't come one by one, all of you, all of you!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the senior brothers and sisters below were about to go crazy, and they were so angry that they were about to cramp.

"Mom Gobi, this waste is too crazy, too arrogant!"

"Grass, kill him!"

"Day, cut him!"

"So crazy, kill him!"

“......”

Some monks were not angry, and they shouted at Ye Feng to kill them, so they were about to rush to the battlefield and beat people.

Seeing the students below coaxing, the scene was boiling, and they almost lost control, and the faces of several leaders in the stands turned dark.

Ye Feng, a human martial artist who had just come to the Temple of the Ancients for an interview, had not yet officially become a student of the Temple of the Ages, and he was bold and arrogant and arrogant, which angered countless senior brothers and sisters.

This is the first time in thousands of years that the Temple of the Ancients has been!

"Quiet, shut up!"

The red-faced interviewer shouted angrily, and the majestic aura on his body shrouded him.

The angry students below seemed to have been poured a basin of cold water, and they calmed down in an instant, not daring to make a sound, just staring at Ye Feng with angry eyes.

And Ye Feng didn't speak, the corners of his mouth smiled, and he glanced at the senior brothers and sisters below with a disdainful gaze.

Seeing Ye Feng's disdainful gaze, the senior brothers and sisters below were crazy, and their mouths let out fierce strange screams, and they were so angry that they cramped.

It's a shame to be despised by a human waste!!

On the stage, the red-faced interviewer said: "There are two more rounds of competition in the ranking competition, and now the first round of lottery competition is held." Come and draw lots!"

Hearing the words of the red-faced interviewer, the eyes of the senior brothers and sisters below who hated Ye Feng for not being iron and steel all lit up.

"Okay, draw lots and compete, this time the waste has to fight, this time look at how arrogant he is. ”

"Haha, I'm looking forward to that human waste being beaten into a pig's head. ”

"This time, I don't believe that the waste can still lie down and win!"

“......”

The senior brothers and sisters below were talking excitedly, and they couldn't wait to see the picture of Ye Feng being beaten as soon as possible, so as to relieve the anger in their hearts.

On the battle platform, Ye Feng and the other ten people drew lots.

Ye Feng drew No. 5, so according to the rules of the game, Ye Feng's opponent was No. 6!

No. 6 was a blue-robed man in the early stage of the Martial God First Heavy, and after he learned that his opponent was Ye Feng, the whole person was not good, and he secretly complained in his heart.

However.

The senior brothers and sisters below shouted excitedly.

"Six, I'll support you, kill that shit!"

"Six, you must teach that waste to be a man!"

“......”

The sound was wave after wave, and Number Six felt a lot of pressure, and his legs almost couldn't stand steadily.

And by this time, the number one and the tenth were ready for battle on the battle platform.

Only then did the monks below quiet down and watch the game carefully.

Number One is a black-robed man with a Martial God Double, while Number Ten is Huo Yunfei.

There is a huge disparity in strength between the two!

Before the game, the result was decided.

Huo Yunfei clasped his hands to his chest, looked at his opponent and said coldly: "You and I are too far apart in cultivation, admit defeat so as not to get hurt." ”

It's just that the No. 1 player didn't coax at all, he shouted, burst out of his cultivation, and the yellow light enveloped his whole body, and he stepped on it, jumped high, and slammed into Huoyunfei with a punch.

Huo Yunfei sneered, raised his hand and punched up, and with a bang, the two fists collided, and the No. 1 player was shocked and flew out.

"I said, you're not my opponent, and you won't admit defeat yet!" Huo Yunfei said proudly.

The No. 1 player had no intention of admitting defeat, gritted his teeth, got up, and quickly pinched the trick in his hand, and the yellow light converged on the top of his head, the energy fluctuated, and a huge yellow tiger formed.

Roar.

The yellow tiger roared angrily, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth, and there was a feeling that the sky was falling apart.

"Go!" Player One pointed forward.

The yellow energy tiger roared angrily, swept up with a sea of energy, and flew towards the fire cloud in a furious manner.

However, Huo Yunfei sneered and slapped the yellow energy tiger away.

Burst.

Player No. 1 was counterattacked, blood spurted out of his mouth, and he had to admit defeat: "I surrender!"