Chapter 646: Lan Yuan's First Sword Technique, Nine Days of Sword Ringing!

On the other side, the corners of the middle-aged man in the gray robe moved:

"This should be a win, right? But the time has long passed, how should I judge?"

He hesitated, but finally did not announce the result, but looked helplessly at the chief judges on the judges' bench.

"Hehe, the original intention of the Top 100 Championship is to discover more talented young people. ”

"This Murphy, since he arrived at the last minute, let's give him another chance. ”

An old man finally spoke, smiling at Mo Fei on the field.

"Boss, this is not in order. ”

One of the judges of the Martial God Kingdom muttered unwillingly.

"That's not what you said when you added the challenge earlier. ”

"Anyway, everyone's purpose is the same, all of them are to let the major colleges of the alliance cultivate more talented young people. ”

"Give young people more opportunities, don't always worry about it. ”

The old man replied lightly, the last two sentences were better, but the first sentence directly blocked the judge of the Martial God Kingdom and couldn't say a word.

Yes, when it was protested by various forces before, the request to add a round of challenge competition was collectively put forward by these judges, the reason was to give those talented juniors more opportunities and not stick to the rules.

But now, the boss is using the topic to play and use their words to block them.

Just now, they were shouting that they wanted to do things according to the rules, and the judges who rushed to Mo Fei's appearance secretly glanced at each other, and finally all chose to be silent.

Disagree? It's useless!

The boss has already begun to express his dissatisfaction, if they make trouble again, the boss will be furious, maybe he will cancel the results of the challenge just now, and everything will be done according to the rules, and they will be even more difficult to explain when the time comes.

The judges' bench quickly conveyed the above decision, and the middle-aged man in the gray robe breathed a sigh of relief, and was just about to announce the result of the game just now, when another figure stood up, and he couldn't wait to cross the edge of the field and enter the competition venue of the small world.

"The first in the top ten of Orchid Academy, Fennel, please advise!"

Mo Fei's eyes lit up, this was the first girl he had met at the Top 100 Championship, especially this fennel, although her appearance and posture were not overwhelming, but they were quite good.

"Ahem, Mo Fei of Luoshui Academy in the Principality of East Garden, please advise!"

He coughed lightly twice, and while hiding his embarrassment, he quickly bowed in return.

But before he could react, a cold light burst through the air.

"I'll go, you sneak attack!"

The guardian spirit pattern flashed, Mo Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but mutter.

After all, he didn't have the slightest sloppiness in his hands, and his clenched fists were immediately punched.

At the same time, the feet move slightly.

"Fu Wu, Flying Shadow Step!"

More than a dozen afterimages immediately struck, almost simultaneously with his body.

Fu Wu Fei Shadow Step, plus Fu Wu's power to the sky, the two Fu Wu shot at the same time, and the power was naturally extraordinary.

Rumble!

More than a dozen fist shadows overlapped each other, and their power skyrocketed.

The girl's face turned pale, and the long sword in her hand was immediately taken off, and her feet retreated again and again.

"In terms of body speed, Orchid Academy is the first in the top ten, and it is indeed worthy of its reputation. ”

It's a pity that she chose the wrong opponent. ”

"This Mo Fei is a rune master, whether it is strength or body speed, all of them are far from being comparable to fennel. Even if he loses the lead, this fennel has no hope of winning. ”

On the judges' seat, a middle-aged judge shook his head helplessly, feeling sorry for the girl's fennel.

"Hey, not necessarily. ”

A bald middle-aged man smiled lightly and looked at several old adults on the judges' seat:

"Ladies and gentlemen, the time for this challenge has long passed, even if the first game is effective, but can this second game still be effective?"

The middle-aged judge just now was stunned.

Yes, the time of the challenge has long passed, and in the first game, Murphy came stuck in time, and after the judges discussed, the competition was regarded as a chance for young people, and Murphy won.

But this second scene is obviously a little unruly.

Of course, what is more important is that that girl Fennel is not a genius on the top 100 list, but a genius on the quasi-top 100 and 100 competition waiting lists.

In this one just now, if it is a challenge, then the girl Fennel will at most lose a chance to enter the top 100 list.

But if you follow the rules, after the challenge, it will be a hundred competition, and the girl's fennel will be completely out of the hundred competition.

However, if this is neither a 100 tournament nor a challenge tournament, then this tournament is meaningless and can only be counted.

"Hehe, young people's affairs, let the young people decide for themselves, we old guys, just look at it, what do you do so much?"

One of the elders rolled his eyes, glanced meaningfully at Master Muzi under the black robe, and replied undeniably.

A group of judges looked at each other and were speechless.

What do you mean? Forget it, since the boss has spoken, let's keep watching.

The playing field seems to be in front of everyone, but in fact, it is in a small world, and the sound from outside cannot be heard at all.

The girl Fennel did not know that this game would probably not be counted, her little face was pale, her silver teeth were clenched, and the fear in her eyes was quickly replaced by determination.

"The first sword trick of Lan Yuan, the sword rings for nine days!"

With a coquettish shout, the girl waved her hand and withdrew the long sword that had fallen out, and jumped high on her head.

The long sword came out, and a shocking sword roar resounded between heaven and earth, deafening!

"I'll go, do you want to work so hard?"

Mo Fei's face changed, and the guardian spirit pattern rotated at high speed, blocking the deafening sword groan as much as possible.

"Fu force soars to the sky, the power of a bull in the first stage!"

With a loud roar, in mid-air, a wild bull immediately rampaged out.

Rumble!

The brute bull crushed the girl, but Mo Fei frowned:

"No, that's an afterimage?"

The deafening sound was still faintly coming through the barrier of the guardian spirit pattern, and in addition, the sword-wielding girl in mid-air had long since disappeared, and Mo Fei didn't understand where he was, although the brute bull was fast, it didn't hit the girl at all, it was just tearing up an afterimage.

"She's still there just now, so fast!"

Mo Fei secretly exclaimed, he had never heard of the first sword technique of Lan Yuan, but this sword roared for nine days, in addition to disturbing the opponent with a deafening sound, this skyrocketing body speed was undoubtedly a killer move.

Bite!

A crisp sound came from the back of his head, and Mo Fei didn't look back, and whispered:

"Fu Wu, ice needle rain!"

The girl was just about to continue to draw the sword, and a pair of beautiful eyes suddenly glared at the boss:

"It can't be!"