At this moment, outside the martial arts arena of the Dawei Sect, there were eight people standing, and Lin Zhiyu was in charge with his hands behind him, pacing back and forth in a hurry, and said: "Where did Lin Fei, this kid go, I asked him to give up the two competitions, but I didn't say that he would not participate in any of them!"

Elder Qingdi said: "There is no need to worry, even if you don't participate in the last competition, Lin Fei has already entered the top eight, which is the best result of our Xiaozhulin in recent years." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Lin Zhiyu asked Lin Xihan, who was standing on the side, "Have you all looked for it, I really don't know where he went?"

Lin Xihan shook his head and said with a blank expression: "I really don't know, when we broke up yesterday, he also said that he would have a good competition today." ”

Lin Yushuang said: "Could it be that other sects are afraid that the non-junior disciples will defeat their disciples in the competition and arrest him?"

Lin Zhiyu shook his head and said, "How is this possible, he is not the most powerful disciple." ”

Lin Yushuang said: "But in the room where he is not a junior brother, the door is buckled from the inside, which means that he has never gone out." ”

Lin Yuling said: "But there is no trace of a fight in the room, no matter how you look at it, it was not transmitted by the junior brother himself." ”

Lin Xihan sighed and said, "Yes, in such a good situation today, it's a pity that he won't play the second game!"

At this time, Lin Xiangshan snorted: "Yes, walking shit luck to this extent, and sleepwalking all the way!"

Lin Bufeng teased: "This morning's competition is simply for non-junior disciples, he only needs to show up and show his face now, he can get the third place in the group and enter the top six in this competition!"

It turned out that in this morning's competition, He Taikang first defeated Feng Sansi, and then fought fiercely with the little poison king, he defeated Jun Bo with a long-range attack, but he was still poisoned without being vigilant, and the following competition could not use aura, obviously his best result was second.

Feng Sansi suffered serious internal injuries during the battle with He Taikang, and the battle between him and Wu Fei was originally the second, but because he was injured and did not recover, the Yunwei faction made a request to arrange the last battle to see if he could recover in the afternoon, Lin Zhiyu naturally agreed immediately because he couldn't find Wu Fei.

Wu Fei's battle against He Taikang could have taken a big advantage before, because He Taikang couldn't use aura, even if he cultivated to a high level, it would be useless if he couldn't use aura, but Wu Fei actually had no shadow, so he had to give up the battle again, and He Taikang naturally won without a fight.

The little poison king Junbo is chic, he thinks that Wu Fei is vulnerable, and Feng Sansi will abstain even if he is not injured.

The eight of them were anxious, only to see Elder Nan Shi Shiran come over and said, "Master Lin, what about Lin Fei, a disciple of your sect, even if he wins this time, he must go to the martial arts arena to show his face, right?"

Lin Zhiyu spread his hands out, and was about to say that he couldn't find Lin Fei, when a weak voice came from behind him: "I'm sorry everyone, the disciple is late." ”

Everyone looked back, only to see Wu Fei being supported and walking over, and there was a disciple of the Dawei Sect beside him.

Lin Zhiyu said reproachfully: "Why are you here, hurry up and go to the martial arts arena!"

Elder Qingdi came to his side in a flash, stretched out his hand to hold his pulse, and said, "Ah, you have suffered internal injuries, and the injuries are not light, who did it?"

Elder Lan Ye also walked over with concern and held him up.

Wu Fei's heart warmed, and he said: "It's the father and son of the Zhang family, they set a trap to let the disciples teleport into their formation, and they want to murder the disciples, I, I can't help but escape!" He briefly recounted what had happened in the morning, but did not mention Li Ying.

Lin Zhiyu gritted his teeth and said: "Zhang Shi, I will never spare him, go, let's go first!"

When Wu Fei came to the martial arts arena, he knew that Lin Zhiyu was not forcing him to fight, because Feng Sansi was even more miserable at this time, Wu Fei could still stand, but Feng Sansi could only lie on a stretcher, seeing Wu Fei appear in the martial arts arena, Feng Sansi's face was even more gray, he moved his lips with difficulty, and the two Yunwei disciples around him carried him down.

Elder Nan came to the field, he cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Now the competition of the two groups has all ended, the first group is Taiwei Gate He Taikang, the second is Dawei Sect Junbo, and the third is Lin Fei of Xiaozhulin!"

Hearing this announcement, there was a sigh in the stands, obviously everyone was surprised and surprised that Wu Fei entered the top six without a fight, Lin Xiangshan pouted and said: "It's better to have strength than luck." ”

Lin Bufeng snorted: "You've only said half of what you've said, it's better to have strength and luck than not to have strength and luck!"

Lin Yushuang stuck out his tongue at them, made a grimace and said: "Luck is also part of strength, you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour!"

Lin Xihan had already taken the spirit stone from Elder Qingdi at this time, she ran over to support Wu Fei, and said in a low voice: "The father and son of the Zhang family are so powerful, how did you escape?"

Wu Fei was a little tired, and said: "Thank you for giving me clairvoyance, I cultivated on my body yesterday, if it weren't for it, I'm afraid I would never see you again!"

Lin Xihan's nose was sore, tears almost fell, and said: "Don't say that, if you never see me again, senior sister will, and she will die of hardship." Her true feelings were revealed, and Wu Fei's heart was moved.

When the two of them came out of the martial arts arena, they heard Elder Nan announce in the audience: "The results of today's second group of competitions are that the first place is Wang Liangfei, the second place is Mu Zihong, and the third place is Shangguanqing. ”

Wu Fei was surprised and said, "Mu Zihong lost?"

Lin Xihan said: "Yes, she and Wang Liangfei fought very well, and in the end, it was Wang Liangfei's black sword that suppressed Mu Zihong's little Ruyi hammer and barely won!"

Wu Fei said: "What about Shangguan Qing, why do I think he can't beat the hammer man of the Kundu faction?"

Lin Xihan smiled slightly, and said: "He, luck is as good as you, Jiang Pinzhong fought with Mu Zihong first, the two of them hammered head to hammer, and as a result, they suffered serious internal injuries, fortunately my master took action, otherwise he was afraid that he would vomit blood and die, and Mu Zihong may have also lost his vitality because of this, and finally lost to Wang Liangfei, Shangguanqing lost two games, and finally won against Jiang Pinzhong without a fight." ”

At this time, Elder Nan announced the situation of tomorrow's match, the first battle of five or six places, by Wu Fei against Shangguanqing, the second battle of three or four places, by Mu Zihong against Jun Bo, and the third battle of first place, Wang Liangfei against He Taikang.

Everyone knows that He Taikang has been poisoned and can no longer use his aura, and this first place has actually fallen into the hands of the Dawei Sect. The little poison king Junbo completed his task, and it was just a battle of honor with Mu Zihong, as for Wu Fei against Shangguanqing, everyone didn't pay attention.

This time the elite disciple competition, it seems that there is no place to shine here.