The competition came to an end, and the people in the audience were tense, so they waited for the red flag referee to say a word. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Duan Liufeng swept the people in the audience slightly, and saw that there was a young disciple with a very angry face, so he asked the elders around him.

"Who knows that disciple standing next to Chu Aotian? I saw that the man's expression was introverted, and he was not surprised in the face of thousands of people, but it didn't look like the style of a new disciple. ”

The elder who was in charge of the assessment of entering the pavilion replied: "Back to the pavilion master, that disciple's name is Ling Yuehan, and he is a newcomer to the pavilion this year, and his performance in the assessment is not outstanding. This time the performance is outstanding, I think it was either left last time, or there was another adventure later. Duan Liufeng nodded slightly, secretly remembering his name in his heart.

"Ling Yuehan and Wang Tao, go to the second stage."

A referee waved a red flag to guide the two to the stage. Wang Tao saw that he finally had a chance to be ashamed, and immediately raised his eyebrows and walked onto the platform with a proud expression. Ling Yuehan, on the other hand, walked up the stairs calmly, without showing any hint of anxiety.

Seeing him with a leisurely demeanor and pacing up the stage, Wang Tao couldn't hold it back, and called him from a distance.

"There is no need to be nervous, the two of us are just learning skills, and we will be there when we arrive. Please come to the stage and let my brother learn your tricks. ”

Although the separation is far away, Duan Liufeng can see it clearly, seeing that Wang Tao has been in the business for many years, and his heart is still like this, he can't help but shake his head and say: "This son's strength is not bad, but his heart is empty, and he bullies the weak, but it is useless." ”

Although he heard his words, Ling Yuehan walked the same as before, and after taking the stage, he arched his hand and said, "Please advise Senior Brother." Wang Tao was angry in his heart, but he returned the salute anyway, and then covered his surroundings with wind blades, making it difficult for him to get close.

Although Wang Tao's character is poor, his understanding of the wind blade has its own uniqueness. I saw that his wind blade could not only be issued in an instant, but also could change its form at will, making it difficult for people to easily grasp its rules. Ling Yuehan saw that the trajectory of the wind blade was complementary and flawed, and there was no opportunity to take advantage of it for a while, so he started his footwork, but it was also varied, making it difficult for Wang Tao to aim at his body.

Since he was eight years old, Ling Yuehan has practiced this footwork under the guidance of his eldest brother. And the method of cultivation is to go back and forth on the floating lotus leaves on the water at high speed without relying on external objects. And when the footsteps fall, not only can not make the lotus leaves sink, but also cannot make the water surface splash at all. Therefore, the lightness of his steps and the grasp of his strength are all in the realm of pure fire. And this footwork, take the step as if there is nothing, and the fate is empty.

While dealing with Wang Tao, Ling Yuehan unleashed Ling Xu's footwork with all his might, surrounding him with lightning speed. Wang Tao saw a white shadow going back and forth to his side at high speed, and his heart was also bored, his hands were bent into a hook, and dozens of wind blades were formed in front of him, which were connected to form the momentum of a wave, and it was the ability of the wind and waves to carve towards him.

After the wind and waves formed, Ling Yue Ling only felt that the air was oppressed, making him slightly sluggish between advance and retreat, so he leaned towards Wang Tao, wanting to guide each wind and wave to him, making it difficult for him to start.

"If this can get rid of its momentum, then this method will be in vain in the name of the wind and waves."

Wang Tao saw him like this, but he sneered. I saw that he put his hands inward, and the wind and waves turned from a wave about 20 meters long to a small whirlwind about 3 meters long.

The wind and waves turned around, forcing Ling Yuehan out of two meters and away from Wang Tao's body again. However, although Ling Yuehan's body was fast, his eyes were like eagle eyes, and he did not forget to carefully observe the trajectory and flaws of the wind and waves.

When he was advancing and retreating, he found that if Wang Tao wanted to change the form of the wind waves, his hands had to make corresponding gestures. Therefore, the morphological transformation is not only traceable, but also needs to be counted to complete the time. Therefore, as long as you can hurt your hands, you can stop the wind and waves and take advantage of the opportunity to win.

The audience saw that the wind on the stage was like a small storm, and they couldn't stop rolling towards Ling Yuehan. And Ling Yuehan danced like a butterfly, her white clothes fluttering lightly, passing through the loopholes at the moment of urgency, extremely chic, only to see their hearts dizzy.

And Wang Tao couldn't fight for a long time, and his subordinates gradually became tired, and they were no longer as fast and flexible as before. This is because the Boundary Ability is based on its own Boundary Power. The boundary force is directly proportional to the number of boundary points developed by one person. Therefore, the more capabilities developed by the user, the more powerful they will be, and the longer they will last.

After a long battle, Ling Yuehan had already mastered Wang Tao's strength and means. However, seeing that the wind and waves had become smaller, the air pressure brought by him had weakened significantly, and Ling Yuehan knew that he had gradually become tired due to the lack of boundary strength. So, he slowed down, turned around and struck the chasing storm with a heavy hand, only to knock it almost away.

Seeing this situation, Ling Yuehan knew that the opportunity for victory had appeared, and rushed towards Wang Tao with a step, and did his best to throw his dancing hands. With all your might, it's not trivial. I saw that the wind blade protecting Wang Tao's front was beaten to pieces, but its momentum was not weakened, and it hit his hands with a strong wind.

Wang Tao saw that the palm was as fierce as this, and hit him with a split, only to be frightened, so he wanted to attack his back with the wind and waves, so that Ling Yuehan could save himself. But he had already predicted this, how could he allow Wang Tao to return to his disadvantage? As soon as his thoughts came to him, Ling Yuehan's palms were already solid.

Hearing a click, Wang Tao's hands hung down softly, and the whole person flew backwards, but the bones of his hands were folded, and blood spurted from his mouth. And the wind and waves behind Ling Yuehan are also scattered invisibly because no one controls them.

Ling Yuehan stopped his steps, folded his palms and stood up, and said with a calm expression: "If you have to spare people and spare people, why force people to a dead end?" ”

When the audience saw Wang Tao's defeat, they were all surprised, as if they didn't believe that he would be defeated at the hands of newcomers. And Wang Tao's henchmen also hurriedly rushed down the audience, wanting to help the eldest brother.

Wang Tao landed on the side of the stage, his hands couldn't move, but his eyes revealed a deep hatred, and he looked at Ling Yuehan viciously. There are words in his mouth, but he doesn't know what he is saying. Ling Yuehan didn't care, just looked at him calmly.

After the crowd was surprised, their expressions turned excited, and thinking of the fierce battle earlier, they applauded Ling Yuehan's performance. Duan Liufeng saw that he was extraordinary, and he could analyze the opponent's weaknesses in a short period of time, so as to break the enemy, and he also nodded secretly, vaguely showing his performance when he was young.

Chu Aotian in the audience saw that his performance was outstanding, his eyes were blazing, and he admired him very much, and he was confident that he was fighting with Wang Tao, and the outcome was unknown.

However, a purple-clothed elder beside Duan Liufeng had a gloomy expression, looking at Ling Yuehan without saying a word. This person is Wang Tao's mentor and his own uncle Wang Hong.

Wang Tao was rampant and domineering in the Liufeng Pavilion and no one stopped him, precisely because his uncle was in a high position. This person is Your Excellency Duan Liufeng, and he has to give him a few thin noodles.

This is because Wang Hong holds the power of a hurricane in his hand, and can resist a storm with a diameter of nearly fifty meters to hurt people, which is a realm cultivator with high ability to engrave the law, and it is also the core combat power of the Flowing Wind Pavilion.

However, Ling Yuehan didn't know about this, and bowed down slightly, then slowly walked off the stage, waiting for the final battle to come.

After this battle, no matter what the outcome is, Ling Yuehan's name will resound throughout the cabinet. And the elite disciples of the Flowing Wind, in addition to the existing people, I am afraid that his name will also be added.

The competition continued, and Chu Aotian also overwhelmed the crowd as expected, and firmly sat on the place in the finals. Ling Yuehan was not surprised by this, the old god was still there, looking up to the sky in a daze.