A day later, the ratio of the inner disciples of each peak has ended, the reason why it is so fast, of course, is indispensable to the private competition between the disciples of each peak on weekdays, plus the number of people is small, so the speed is also very fast, and everyone also understands that only when the true disciple election is held, it will be more interesting.

Li Shengtian is recognized as the first person in the strength of the inner disciple of Xiyang Peak, and at the end of the evening competition, Wen Jin walked up to Li Shengtian, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Senior Brother Li, tomorrow's game depends on you, Senior Brother, I don't have much hope." ”

Li Shengtian smiled slightly and said: "Senior brother, why is he so unconfident, in my opinion, everything is possible, cultivation is to go against the current, only by moving forward bravely, can we reach the other side!"

"Okay, the junior brother said it well, the senior brother has been taught. Wen Jin arched his hand at Li Shengtian and said with emotion.

"Senior brother, senior brother looks at your current swordsmanship seems to be in a bottleneck area, although the moves are very pure, almost without thinking about the corresponding enemy moves, but there is always a lack of a little taste, just like a kind of emotion for the weapon in your hand, if you practice the sword, you must regard the sword as a confidant, cultivate feelings for the sword, and make it a part of your life. Li Shengtian expressed his feelings about Wen Jin's battle today.

After Wen Jin heard this, he thought for a moment, Li Shengtian's martial arts cultivation was far higher than his own, which seemed to be a casual remark, but it was actually mentioning his own swordsmanship.

Li Shengtian's meaning is to let him cultivate his feelings for the sword, and only by regard the sword as a sibling and a life, can he be like an arm, and he can do whatever he wants when using the sword.

Wen Jin said gratefully to Li Shengtian: "What the senior brother said has benefited the senior brother a lot, please accept the senior brother's worship!" After speaking, he bowed down.

Of course, Li Shengtian would not let him bow down, so he hurriedly stopped him and said, "Senior brother, don't be like this, everyone is the same senior brother, and they don't have to be like this to discuss each other's cultivation." ”

The next day, Li Shengtian, Wen Jin and another eight top ten disciples of Xiyang Peak came to the front of the main square, a total of fifty disciples participated in the competition today, competing for the top ten together, using the rules of the ring guarding, the whole field has added five rings, now there are a total of ten rings, each disciple stands in the ring to accept the challenge, and those who successfully defend five consecutive games can obtain the corresponding top ten qualifications.

Among these fifty disciples, each of them has five chances to challenge the other contestants, leaving the greatest possible opportunity to everyone.

The true disciple in charge of the referee in the ring has a bright eye, focusing on each match.

Li Shengtian stood in the No. 1 ring, looking calm and relaxed, with a restrained aura around his body, and in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be very general. It is no wonder that as his cultivation deepened, the whole person became more ordinary and close to nature.

Although Li Shengtian was very famous in Xiyang Peak, there were still many disciples of other peaks who did not know him.

"In the Lower Lotus Peak Tangde, come to appreciate the senior brother's high moves, please give advice. A young man who flew into the ring said.

Li Shengtian looked at the person who was talking in front of him, opened up the fourth layer, held a double axe, and his face was evil, and he seemed to be very difficult to mess with. He arched his hand at the moment and said, "Senior brother, please!"

As soon as the words fell, Tang De's double axes rolled up the shadow of the axe in the sky, overwhelmingly killing Li Shengtian.

"What an impatient guy!" Li Shengtian said secretly, unhurriedly raising his right hand and inserting it into the shadow of the axe that was caged towards him.

A series of ping-pong sounds sounded, the axe shadow suddenly contracted under the diffusion, and an axe line fell straight in mid-air, Li Shengtian's palms flew up, sealing the downward trend of the axe, and then lightly, Tang De was gathering momentum to press down The force suddenly leaked out to the side, and his body fell forward sharply under inertia, and was slammed to the ground along the majestic spiritual power, and in an instant, the qi and blood in his body rolled, and his hands and feet were numb, and he couldn't lift his strength.

The crowd of onlookers applauded, and in just a few moves, he defeated a disciple of the fourth layer of enlightenment, and Li Shengtian's strength was definitely stronger than he saw.

Tang De felt that this was his most aggrieved trembling, obviously there were many moves that had not been performed, but under Li Shengtian's palm, he just couldn't show it, and a force was contained in his body, which was really uncomfortable. However, he is not a person who can't afford to lose, and after his body landed on the ground, he immediately got up, glanced at Li Shengtian with a complicated face, and jumped out of the ring.

Li Shengtian touched his nose and stared at everyone in the audience with a smile on his face, looking forward to another person coming up to compete. However, his smile is full of insidious meaning in the eyes of many people, this guy is obviously very strong, but he wants to make an ordinary appearance!

Li Shengtian watched the fight between Wen Jin and another disciple in the No. 2 ring next door, and was quite envious, is the master really lonely?

Wen Jin's swordsmanship seems to have a little novelty, it looks more mellow, and he is fighting with a monk who is also enlightened at the fourth level, and the two are equal in cultivation, and the competition at this time is more important for the actual combat experience.

The monk made an iron crutch, the momentum was strong and heavy, and the moves were wide open and closed, obviously extremely consuming spiritual power, not suitable for a long battle, if Wen Jin could survive the rapid attack at the beginning, after a long time, he would definitely be able to defeat the opponent.

"Chaotian Peak Inner Gate Iron Art, please advise!" A hard voice sounded, Li Shengtian retracted his gaze from afar, and in the ring, an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy stood tall in front of him with a spear on his back.

The young man's expression was solemn, his momentum was calm, and his body was like a spear behind him, straight and resolute. Li Shengtian cheered in his heart, this young man has good strength, he already has the cultivation of the sixth layer, and he has reported that his family is from Chaotian Peak, that is a disciple of the head of the family, and he really has some strength.

When Li Shengtian saw the opponent's weapon, he also pulled out the spirit weapon spear from behind and decided to fight the opponent.

"Wow, isn't that a gun idiot iron art, the existence of the third in the inner gate of Chaotian Peak, now Li Shengtian will not be able to defend the ring. Someone in the crowd said regretfully.

"Senior Brother Li has comprehended the existence of palm will, and he will definitely be able to defeat the iron art. A disciple of Xiyang Peak affirmed.

"Look, they're starting!" someone said excitedly.

On the No. 1 ring, two gun shadows were like rolling dragons, bursting with cold light from time to time.

In the duel, Li Shengtian only then felt the terrible wrought iron gun skills, if his gun skills are like the breeze and the bright moon, which makes people fascinated, they are in danger, then the wrought iron gun is like a lightning, in the most direct way, to achieve the desired results.

The wrought iron actually touched the level of meaning, and between the marksmanship, there was a faint lightning emitting, which was terrifying!

The more Li Shengtian fought, the more energetic he became, and the meaning of his palm technique penetrated into his spear skills, colliding with the lightning spear of the wrought iron.

The onlookers were dizzy and fascinated, and their minds were nervous with the shadows rushing in the sky.