Yunhai College.

Every year, a big competition is held in the outer courtyard to check the cultivation results of the students.

In the outer courtyard competition, some students stand out, even if they don't break through the martial arts realm, the top three can still enter the inner courtyard to cultivate.

Outer courtyard martial arts training ground.

Tens of thousands of students gathered here.

The martial arts competition platforms are all over the entire martial arts training ground.

In the spectator seats, the teachers talked and laughed, and they were all looking forward to their respective students being able to soar into the sky.

"The vice dean is here."

The sound of breaking the void came, and then an old man stepped into the void in a blink of an eye.

"Flying in the sky, Condensing Flower Martial Emperor, I heard that the vice president has broken through the third-level Martial Emperor realm."

Martial King Ning Dan, if you cultivate to the extreme, you can break the Dan Ning Flower and advance to the Martial Emperor Realm of Ning Hua.

Long Hao, who was standing in the crowd, felt the aura emanating from Vice Dean Situ Qingyun, his heart trembled, and his fists were clenched tightly.

One day, he will also advance to the Condensing Flower Martial Emperor Realm.

"The annual outer courtyard competition is officially opened!"

As Situ Qingyun's words fell.

The entire martial arts training ground was completely boiling, and tens of thousands of students, about one-third of the students participated in the big competition, and the opponent was decided by lot.

"Three hundred and sixty-five, Guan Zaifei, a fifth-level martial artist."

Two or two warriors will fight, and the winner will advance, continue to fight, and win layer by layer until the final top ten are decided.

Draw lots to determine the opponent, luck accounts for a large part, just like a third-level martial artist, if you draw lots to draw an eighth-level martial artist, you don't even have a chance to make a move.

"I throw in the towel."

"I throw in the towel."

If you draw a warrior who is much stronger than yourself, you directly choose to admit defeat, and there is no need to fight.

On the seventh stage.

A young man with a gutter nose and sword eyebrows and bull's eyes looked at Long Hao in front of him indifferently, and said contemptuously: "Once the number one in the outer courtyard, I was able to leave the Martial Arts Pavilion under the suppression of Senior Brother Wan's breath, I also want to see what you are capable of." ”

Guan Zaifei's mocking voice did not show the slightest mercy.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, and if you don't fight, go down!"

Long Hao's domineering made the audience in an uproar, and they looked at the young man with shocked faces.

Waste, dare to be so arrogant?

"Senior Brother Guan, teach this garbage a good lesson."

"That's it, a piece of waste, and you dare to pretend to be here ~ forced."

Ignore everyone's ridicule.

Guan Zaifei seemed to want to make a quick decision, and while rushing towards Long Hao with an arrow step, his fists were condensed, and he used the second-grade martial arts to explode the flame fist.

crackling, the fist strength erupted one after another, and with the spiritual power of the fifth-level martial artist, it was very amazing.

Long Hao could feel it, and the other party did not show the slightest mercy.

Snorted coldly.

Huang Quan condensed his palm, and his palm was plain and indifferent, looking powerless.

Poof.

"Grass, what the hell is this~ in a martial arts competition? With such a weak palm, even killing chickens is a problem. ”

Rumble!

Just when everyone was taunting, Guan Zaifei on the competition platform let out a miserable scream, was directly defeated by a palm, and his body flew out upside down and fell off the competition platform.

When they took a breath, everyone was a little dumbfounded, and they didn't know how Guan Zaifei was defeated.

What is the concept of a second defeat in flying?

The No. 7 competition platform, Guan is flying and losing, and Long Hao wins.

More than 3,000 students competed at the same time, and in just ten minutes, the first round was over.

The more than 1,500 warriors who won the promotion continued to draw lots to determine their respective opponents.

"Nine hundred and sixty-five, Ye Tong, a fourth-level martial artist."

No. 8 Tournament Stage.

Ye Tong looks delicate, with short hair and looks very shrewd, but as a daughter's family, he said in a rough voice: "You can even lose Guan Zaifei in seconds, I am not your opponent, I admit defeat." ”

Smiled helplessly.

Maybe Long Hao's luck is too good, the third and fourth rounds, including the fifth round, are all fourth-level martial artists, and even fifth-level martial artists can be defeated in seconds, let alone fourth-level martial artists.

In the sixth round, only 100 students remained, and each drew lots.

This time, Long Hao did not continue to draw a fourth-level martial artist, but drew a fifth-level martial artist again, and he also admitted defeat and did not compete.

"Long Hao's waste, it's really good luck, all the way to the fourth or fifth level martial artist, if he draws a senior brother above the sixth level, I want to see if he can be so lucky."

Three years ago, Long Hao was known as the first person in the outer courtyard, but now he has become a ridiculous waste in everyone's mouth, and many students are venting their envy, jealousy and hatred.

Spectators.

Situ Qingyun's eyes showed a trace of essence, and he seemed to be very interested in this former number one in the outer courtyard.

"Teacher Shangguan, if I'm not mistaken, Long Hao seems to be your student."

Hurriedly getting up, Shangguan Yuxin said, "Yes." ”

I felt a little awkward in my heart, since three years ago, Long Hao's cultivation had regressed, and Shangguan Yuxin seemed to be slowly alienating the other party, if it weren't for the incident of the Martial Arts Pavilion last time, she almost forgot that she still had such a student.

"Teacher Shangguan, in your opinion, will Long Hao be able to enter the top three?"

Yes?

The top three?

Hearing that the vice president valued Long Hao so much, Shangguan Yuxin was really startled, and said with some uncertainty: "Can he really do it?" ”

Situ Qingyun smiled, which was very meaningful.

On the No. 3 competition platform.

As long as he wins this game, he can advance to the top 10, and he will clench his fists tightly, no matter what, he will advance to the top three and step into the inner courtyard.

Disciples of the outer court, only by breaking through the martial master realm, can they apply to the inner court and enter the inner court to cultivate.

In addition, if you want to enter the inner courtyard to cultivate, there is another way, that is, the annual outer courtyard competition, no matter what kind of strength you have, as long as you can get the top three, you can successfully step into the inner courtyard.

Seventh-level martial artist, Ji Feng.

Sighing deeply, Ji Feng said helplessly: "Brother Long, you are not my opponent, in order to thank you for your guidance back then, you can admit defeat." ”

"Why bother talking nonsense, fight!"

Flinch?

The battle intent in Long Hao's heart soared, for Ji Feng, if he hadn't given his own guidance back then, I believe that Ji Feng would not have been able to advance from a third-level martial artist to a seventh-level martial artist realm in just three years.

Ji Feng's face turned cold, his palms condensed, and he used the seven-fold attack of the three-grade martial arts flame to attack quickly, in order to fight quickly, he just came up and attacked with all his might.

Rumble!

As Long Hao successfully entered the top 20, the battle between the two attracted many onlookers from students, even some teachers and Situ Qingyun were always paying attention.

Seven flaming blows, Ji Feng's palms were constantly superimposed, the scorching aura was tumbling and raging, and the shot looked extremely violent, but it didn't contain much strength.

"One palm of Huangquan determines life and death," the killing condensed, the palm power bombarded out, the qi wave collapsed against the boom, and with a muffled snort, Ji Feng's body was like a fallen leaf, falling down the martial arts platform, but there was no injury.