The elder stood on the No. 8 martial arts competition platform and said loudly: "Next, Lin Feng, a disciple of the Immortal Sword Sect, and Xia Houyi, a disciple of the Xia Clan, are invited to come to the stage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Sure enough, it's me, then I'll go up."

"Brother Feng, come on!"

"Brother Feng, be careful yourself."

"Brother Feng is so powerful, he will definitely win."

Lin Feng smiled slightly, and then walked onto the martial arts platform, his opponent's name was Xiahou Yi, and he was holding a big knife in his hand, and the specific martial soul didn't know yet.

The man was quite polite, standing on the jousting platform with one hand, holding one hand in front of his chest, and bowing slightly.

"My name is Xiahouyi, please raise your noble hand and give me a lot of advice."

Seeing that the other party was so polite, Lin Feng naturally couldn't lose this bearing, and he bowed slightly, and said, "My name is ......."

However, before Lin Feng could report to his home, the man's face suddenly turned ruthless, and the big knife in his hand moved, slashing towards Lin Feng.

"Hold the grass, you want to yin me, this routine is really deep."

Lin Feng let out a loud shout, and with a wave of the sword in his hand, countless sword qi swooped out, turning into a monstrous sword wave, facing the blue blade.

Whoa!

The sword qi collided with the blades, but those seemingly powerful blades were unexpectedly vulnerable and were directly shattered by Lin Feng's sword qi.

However, the first wave also disappeared in this collision.

Immediately after, those sword qi that had already collapsed condensed into waves again, rushing towards that Xiahou Yi.

The second wave, which was more violent than the first wave that had just disappeared, let out bursts of roaring sounds, and in a blink of an eye, it was in front of Xiahouyi.

Xiahouyi was taken aback, and hurriedly raised his knife to resist, only to hear a series of crisp sounds, and the treasure knife in his hand was also shattered, so frightened that Xiahouyi hurriedly threw away the handle of the knife and quickly retreated.

The second wave also disappeared.

Soon, the messy sword qi that had just shattered the steel knife condensed together, and the momentum was much more violent than the first and second waves just now, Xia Houyi's face changed, and then he realized how terrifying Lin Feng was, and subconsciously wanted to hide.

However, this is so big than the martial arts platform, although he retreated and resisted, he was still slapped to the ground by the third wave.

However, the Nine Heavy Waves of the Proud Sword had not yet ended, the fourth sword wave quickly condensed, and its strength and speed were already four times that of the first heavy wave, and the power was huge.

Bang! Like a thunderous explosion, Xiahou Yi was directly slapped away by Lin Feng's fourth sword wave, and landed under the stage, smashing up a huge dirt pit, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Call!

That guy was killed in seconds by a set of sword moves?

Everyone looked at Xiahou Yi in the pit in surprise.

"The eighth prince is really powerful, he deserves to be the son of the crown prince, it is indeed amazing."

"Yes, the eighth prince is so handsome, he can knock the opponent off with a single sword."

The elder stepped up to the stage and announced, "Ten Thousand Swords Sect disciple Lin Feng has won."

After knowing the result, Lin Feng also stepped down from the stage, today the four of them have advanced to the next round, and tomorrow is the repechage, so you can play happily tonight, and sleep comfortably tomorrow, unfortunately, this world is also quite boring, there is no glory of kings here, there is no bar here, and there is no Muke Club here......

The only thing they can play is to visit the cultivation market and go to the underground black market, and it is estimated that there are other ways to entertain, but they are too young to know.

However, in this world of cultivation, constantly making yourself stronger is the greatest pleasure.

Only when you become stronger, do you have the right to continue to live, and it is said that as long as you can cultivate to the ninth level of martial arts, it is not a problem to live for hundreds of years.

This is the difference between cultivators and ordinary people, cultivators have the qualifications to change their lives against the sky, as long as they are not afraid of hardship, they can hope to embark on the road to eternal life.

Therefore, cultivation is the most important and interesting thing for them.

In the evening, Tang Sanfat took out the five hundred spirit stones he had obtained today.

"Today I have harvested five hundred spirit stones, let's divide them together!"

Every night, as long as Lin Feng and the others have a harvest, they will distribute it, and then go to bed.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to give it to me, you three can share it!"

Tang Sanfat shook his head again and again, "Then how can it be done, didn't we already say before, no matter what is harvested, it must be distributed, how can I swallow it alone?" ”

"What's the monopoly? When did I say no? ”

"Ahem."

Tang San coughed dryly twice and said, "This spirit stone must be distributed, because if these spirit stones weren't for Lao Lei's fighting spirit and winning the game, I wouldn't be able to win so many spirit stones."

In the end, the spirit stones were divided into four parts, and each person was given one hundred and twenty-five spirit stones.

After getting the spirit stone, the next step was to refine the spirit stone to improve their cultivation, and they practiced for a whole night, until the early hours of the morning, they went to sleep, and they didn't wake up until the afternoon, and after dinner, they went to the underground black market.

The next day, he participated in the ring match, this ring match lasted for a full month, and finally reached the quarterfinals, and Lin Feng and the four of them also entered the quarterfinals, today, it is the day of the quarterfinals, everyone came to the Cambrian Academy's martial arts platform, only to see that there are only eight people's names left on the bulletin board, namely Lin Feng, Lei Chengyan, Tang Sanfat, Ye Shanshan, Qi Yunbei, Binghe Gongzi, Xiao Mengli, and Xiahouyi.

The battle of the eighth top is also very exciting, and the only people who entered the top four are Lin Feng, Qi Yunbei, Tang Sanfat, and Binghe Gongzi.

In the semifinals, it was Lin Feng vs. Binghe Gongzi, and Qi Yunbei vs. Tang Sanfat.

Lei Chengyan looked at Tang San with envy and hatred, and said, "Fatty, it's not bad, you can even rush to the top four."

Tang San smiled and said, "Of course, I am the most powerful tank."

Lei Chengyan said: "If it weren't for the fact that my opponent in the last round was too strong, it is estimated that I would have entered the top four."

Tang San was stunned for a moment and said, "What do you mean?" Are you saying that my opponent is too weak, are you? ”

Lei Chengyan said: "Your opponent is already weak, at least the weakest of the top eight, then Xiahou Yi will only use brute force except for the Blood Shadow Crazy Sword Martial Soul, and how can his brute force be comparable to you, if that person you meet is the Ice Crane Child, it is estimated that you will not be able to enter the top eight."

"What do you mean? Are you saying I'm not as good as the Ice Crane Boy? ”

"It's supposed to be, isn't it obvious, do you still want to say it?"

"Okay, then you say, which one is better, Ice Crane Gongzi or Qi Yunbei?"

"Of course, Qi Yunbei is amazing."

"Okay, is that if I defeat Qi Yunbei, is that equivalent to defeating the Ice Crane Prince?"

"It seems to be!"

"Then you look at it, see how you beat that guy from Qiyunbei tomorrow?"

“……”

Ye Shanshan saw that these two guys were fighting again, so she hurriedly said: "Actually, we have entered the top eight, and we are already very good, at least we are already qualified to enter Cambrian Academy, aren't we?"