"You're Meng Fei, the number one on the list! Hmph! That's it. The sword boy looked contemptuous, and looked at Meng Fei with disdain, "Newcomers can be disciples, I see that the quality of the Battle Martial Pavilion is getting worse and worse!"

"Senior Brother Lu is right. I just can't stand it, so I bother you and let you go out of the mountain to rectify!" Wang Zilin said complimentally.

Meng Fei was really speechless, where did these two people get their confidence?

"That's it, the first slut, no, the first swordsman! Meng Fei spread his hands and said with a smile.

The young man's face turned red, and he was annoyed and angry: "Damn it!" The sword in his hand pointed at Meng Fei: "Accept the challenge!"

Meng Fei didn't answer, but beckoned and walked towards the battle platform.

"Arrogance!" the young man pointed out in succession, his body like a leopard, and jumped onto the battle platform.

Wang Zilin had already informed everyone in the Battle Martial Pavilion that he was planning to let Meng Fei fall to the first place before everyone else and slash his face.

Wang Zilin is full of confidence this time, the first swordsman of the Battle Martial Pavilion was the first existence of the inner disciple last year, and he has been out to practice all the year round, and he has not challenged the ranking of the ground list.

"No. 1 swordsman on the ground list!"

This gimmick attracted the attention of everyone in the Battle Martial Pavilion, especially the former, last year's man of the hour, who was currently one of the first inner gates closest to the blood refining realm in Qingfeng Valley, and his future was limitless.

Ascending to the battle platform, Meng Fei looked around, saw that it was overcrowded, and talked about him and the first swordsman, who won and who lost.

There was even an opening on the spot and a business.

Bet on Meng Fei to win, 1 with 10

Bet on the first swordsman to win, 1 with 3

Meng Fei saw that Shan Zhaoan was also going to bet, stopped him, and threw over a spirit stone storage bag.

"Smash myself to win. 3,000 spirit stones!" Meng Fei didn't want to press too much, but after the consumption of the Babel Tower, this was the last spirit stone.

Shan Zhao'an looked strange and had a different color.

The audience was in an uproar, and Meng Fei nakedly bet on himself to win, which was also too arrogant.

"Alright, let's start!" Meng Fei looked at the first swordsman: "Remind you, it's best to show your strongest strength as soon as you come up, otherwise you will definitely lose." ”

The first swordsman snorted coldly, and the aura exploded, and a faint power of qi and blood could be vaguely seen rising into the air.

"This is the precursor of the Blood Refining Realm, once it is completely transformed, it will be promoted!" Wang Zilin shouted, "Meng Fei will definitely lose!"

Everyone nodded in agreement, and there was basically no one who could defeat the first swordsman in the ninth layer of Qi Gathering. Then in the final result, Meng Fei lost a big situation.

"Draw the sword!"

The first swordsman rushed straight forward, his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and at the moment when he was close to Meng Fei, his combat skills were unleashed.

A sword pierced the sky, carrying terrifying power.

Meng Fei's expression was indifferent, if it was his previous self, I am afraid it would be really difficult to stop.

But now it was different, the blood in his body flowed rapidly, and the moment he started his cultivation, the power of qi and blood that rose to the sky shocked the audience.

There were faint blood lines on his hands, and in the face of this sword, Meng Fei used the power of qi and blood in both hands, and directly connected the white blade with his bare hands.

"Let go!" Meng Fei shouted.

With a shock to his arm, the strength was so strong that the first swordsman couldn't hold it at all, and he came out of his hand, and then Meng Fei threw out his long sword and stabbed it into the ground in front of Wang Zilin.

Wang Zilin was stunned, the sword body swayed in front of him, and his body kept trembling.

If the sword had advanced a point just now, he would probably have been stabbed in the heart.

The first swordsman in front of Meng Fei was terrified, the proud sword in his hand was actually gone, he didn't react at all!

"You're... Blood Refining Realm!" The First Swordsman muttered to himself with a gloomy expression, his confidence completely shattered.

"Blood Refining Realm! Oh my God, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

"Isn't it just over half a month since the first place on the list?

"It's terrifying, this year's new disciple actually broke through. ”

For a moment, all the disciples were shocked.

Meng Fei: "That swordsman, I won, no opinion, right?"

After speaking, they walked off the battle platform, and the disciples avoided one after another, with reverence in their eyes.

When he came to the place where he bet, Meng Fei noticed that Shan Zhaoan's face was pale and he looked like he wanted to cry without tears, and couldn't help asking, "Fatty, what are you doing to lack morality?"

"Spirit Stone!" Shan Zhaoan said in frustration.

"I still look like this after earning spirit stones, be careful of being beaten!" Meng Fei took back his own spirit stone bag and paid 1 to 10, this time he won 30,000 spirit stones!

"All lost! All my spirit stones are gone!" Shan Zhaoan wailed.

"Didn't I win? Where did I lose? You didn't bet on me?" Meng Fei said with squinted eyes.

"Bet! You have 50 lower grade spirit stones here! But the first swordsman, I bet 300 lower grade spirit stones!"

"......" Meng Fei was speechless for a while.

"You deserve it!" Meng Fei complained and pulled the fat man away: "I invited you to a big meal, which can be regarded as compensation." ”

Walking to Wang Zilin's side, Wang Zilin was so frightened that he quickly avoided it, and looked at him with awe,

This time, Wang Zilin was completely scared, and he didn't dare to provoke Meng Fei.

In the Valley of the Breeze, the news spread quickly.

Another disciple of the Battle Martial Pavilion advanced to the Blood Refining Realm, but in the middle of the day, from the valley master to the ordinary disciples, the word Meng Fei was like thunder.

Of course, it is still very common for a disciple to advance to the Blood Refining Realm at ordinary times, and it is not uncommon. The key is that this time is different, the disciples who have just been recruited this year have reached this level, and it can be imagined that its potential is huge!

Soon, someone sent Meng Fei a set of clothes, with a black gold collar and a unique pattern.

Core disciples!

From this moment on, Meng Fei became a core disciple in the Battle Martial Pavilion and enjoyed extremely high treatment. Not only the spirit stones, but also the resources are a lot more, and the rights are also a lot bigger.

"I heard that you have become a core disciple! This is a congratulatory gift!" Liang Dongyu came, with a pink scarf on his delicate face, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at Meng Fei with an inquiring look.

"Hey, you stared at me like this, you wouldn't have any thoughts about me, would you?" Meng Fei teased.

Liang Dongyu gave him a blank look, and said coquettishly: "When you become a peerless powerhouse, I will consider it!"

"Are you asking so low, I originally thought it was a Saint King, but it turned out that only a peerless powerhouse was needed, it was too simple!" Meng Fei said indifferently.

Liang Dongyu only thought he was talking big and didn't care.

However, Meng Fei knew that as long as he developed steadily, the Saint King would not know, but the peerless powerhouse would definitely be able to achieve it.

"Then you wait for me for a few years, don't get married!" Meng Fei said half-seriously, half-jokingly.

With such naked words, Liang Dongyu blushed with shame, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while.

"By the way, the Zongmen Dabi is almost here, do you want to participate?" Liang Dongyu hurriedly changed the topic.

"Is there any benefit to the sect competition?" asked Meng Fei very sincerely.

"Ordinary disciples, the first in the inner door, the core disciples, will enter the classification competition, the top few, and rich rewards. ”