With the passage of time, the heat of the inner courtyard selection competition gradually fermented to a high 9 tide, especially after entering the main competition, the competition was only held in the largest square in the center of the college, and almost all the students and tutors of the academy were concentrated here.

Moreover, the weakest of these 20,000 people is also a fighter, and the fighting master occupies a large part, and even the big fighting master is not a few, not to mention that those Xuan-level masters are all fighting spirit masters, and being able to win in such a scene of competition, the shouts and applause that erupted at that moment were enough to make anyone excited.

Gaten, Xiao Yixian and Qing Liang sat in the seats of the tenth class of the Xuan Rank, and there were acquaintances such as Garema and Fei Lin next to them, although they hadn't seen each other for a long time, the friendship between the few people had not faded, and they were chatting casually.

And in the surroundings, there are many people's eyes on Gaten, indescribable awe and admiration, even Mo Ying has also received a lot of such gazes, it seems that the notoriety of the poisoner has also faded a lot with her amazing results in the selection competition.

Because the performance of the two in the selection competition is too dazzling, in the preliminaries, whether it is Gaten or Mo Ying, as long as they are on the field, they can solve the opponent with almost one move, and there are many elite students who have been to the Black Corner Domain and have the peak strength of the fighting master.

The only accident was Gaten's match against Amber Jia in the preliminaries, because Mo Ying spoke, so he didn't end the battle immediately, but chose to fight with her for a while.

After entering the main match, the two still sang all the way, and the opponents below the big fighter never needed to make a second move, and in the quarterfinals, Gaten solved Fang Bai, who was also one of the five favorites, within a few minutes, which completely detonated the atmosphere of the audience.

Now many students have guessed that the champion of this year's selection tournament is him, the reason why it is a guess is because Mo Ying also showed a very strong strength when facing a big fighter opponent, and easily defeated the opponent, such strength is undoubtedly far beyond the remaining two, and it seems that it is not much different from Gaten, which makes the final game a little suspenseful.

"Boom!"

When everyone entered the square, the scorching sun in the sky slowly moved to a high position, and a grand and loud bell rang, which shook everyone's ears slightly numb, and the noisy noise suddenly disappeared, and their eyes turned to the center of the square.

On the referee's seat there, there were four old men, each of whom was a veteran who controlled a lot of power in the outer court, and in addition, they were all the peak powerhouses of the Dou Huang!

As the vice president, Hu Qian was also one of them, he slowly stood up, the cloudiness in his eyes disappeared, but the essence of light was revealed, and he looked around the field, and then the sound sounded like thunder, echoing in the wide square, so that everyone could hear it clearly.

"The inner courtyard selection competition will end today, to determine the top four, according to the previous order, the first game will be Mo Ying vs. Lin Feng, the second game will be Gaten vs. Chu Wuji, and the winner of the last two games will play the final final!"

As Hu Qian sat down again, a burst of cheering erupted in the square, and everyone was shouting the names of the four people, among which the names of Gaten and Mo Ying were undoubtedly the loudest, and the other two were almost completely suppressed.

"I'm going to play." Mo Ying chuckled and said to the young man beside her.

"Be careful, don't get hurt!" Garten instructed.

"Hmm."

Mo Ying jumped forward, wearing a long skirt as white as snow, not stained with dust, and appeared in the arena like a fairy in the clouds, causing everyone in the audience to shout loudly.

And her opponent Lin Feng also swept over the crowd with a sturdy body, standing on the field, completely opposite to the rather elegant name, this is a burly and muscular man, his face is stiff, and the weapon in his hand is still a two-meter-long machete.

"Boom!"

As Hu Qian announced the start of the game, the two of them burst out with a strong fighting spirit, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to the middle and fought each other, the hard floor on the ground seemed to be run over by a bulldozer, and pieces of it shattered and flew out, and the rising dust covered the figures of the two, but they were blown away by the whirlwind formed by the collision of attacks...

Not long after the battle began, Mo Ying quickly gained the upper hand, after all, her cultivation strength was much stronger than Lin Feng, every time she attacked the latter, she had to use all her strength to resist, especially the poison in the fighting spirit, which made Lin Feng need to deal with it carefully so that he didn't get it.

However, Lin Feng is not a fuel-efficient lamp, his moves are wide open and closed, but he does not leave the vital point of the girl's body, and tries his best to block her offensive, and does not show mercy because of her delicate appearance, although he can't save the situation, but he hasn't completely slipped into the abyss.

Taking advantage of an opportunity, Lin Feng forced Mo Ying back with one sword, and then one after another blood and blood knife qi quickly slashed out, and in just a few breaths, he actually slashed out thirty-six knives, blocking all the surroundings of the girl, and then retreated a few feet back, widening the distance.

It's just that after such a powerful offensive suddenly broke out, Lin Feng was also uncomfortable, his face turned pale, and the hand that grabbed the machete trembled slightly, his eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness, ignoring the faintly painful meridians, he forcibly lifted the fighting spirit and poured into the machete like a tide, the momentum on his body increased at a rapid speed, and the blood-colored light on the knife body became more and more intense.

A trace of solemnity appeared on Mo Ying's face, Lin Feng was undoubtedly preparing some kind of powerful fighting technique, if he really used it, even if she cultivated higher without preparation, she might not be able to withstand it, but those sword qi had already been killed in front of her, so she couldn't interrupt the other party.

As soon as the gray palm prints came into contact with the knife qi, they blasted them apart, forcing the envelope to create a gap, and Mo Ying also took the opportunity to turn into a white shadow.

Lin Feng was taken aback when he saw this, Mo Ying's methods were stronger than he expected, and he hurriedly unfolded his body and retreated sharply.

Mo Ying's lips pursed slightly, her cold eyes swept over Lin Feng, and seeing that the blood on the machete in his hand was so thick that it seemed to be dripping down, knowing that the opponent's fighting skills were about to be completed, she didn't choose to catch up, the gray light quickly gathered in her hand, and a fierce momentum also emanated.

"Annihilation, Aurora!"

A gray light that had been condensed to the extreme shot towards Lin Feng quickly, and it was in front of him in a breath!

"This fighting skill is actually used so fast!"

Lin Feng was shocked, but his fighting skills had also been completed, and the blood-colored machete slashed forward, and a blood-colored machete collided with gray light as he practiced it.

Boom!

Just holding each other, the gray light broke through the blood-colored training and hit Lin Feng's body.

"Poof!" Lin Feng spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person flew out several feet away, trembling and finally standing up, but his face was dyed gray, even his lips were no exception!

"I throw in the towel!" He smiled wryly and raised his hands.