The whole process was so fast that some people couldn't react at all, and Wang Xiaoqi and the others in the audience still had smiles on their faces, and in the blink of an eye, before they understood what was happening, the battle was already over.

Zhuo Yiyi became a laughing stock.

Two days ago, he boasted about himself, claiming to be the top ten strength of Qingfeng East Academy.

But in front of Ye Ling, it is not enough to see at all......

All the teenagers looked at Ye Ling who was just standing there in the center of the ring with a frightened expression, and their hearts were shocked, could this palm be the real strength of the top 100 in the overall list?

With a palm, Ye Ling silently walked back to his position.

Didn't care at all about the reaction of the people on stage.

Terrible!

After reacting to what had happened, Wang Xiaoqi and his group almost dropped their jaws to the ground.

The mocking smile on their faces had long since disappeared, and each of them had opened their mouths to fit a large duck egg, and their eyes were full of incredulity, as if they were petrified.

"You are despicable!

He couldn't accept the fact that he couldn't even take Ye Ling's palm, so he jumped into the ring again to challenge Ye Ling.

In his opinion, Ye Ling was extremely despicable and used his extremely fast body technique to sneak attack him, if he really fought, he would definitely not lose so badly.

It's just that he has ignored who said before that he wanted to let Ye Ling make three moves.

"No need. Wang Juefeng, the black-bellied bearded man who had been smiling evilly on his face, suddenly stood up, raised his hand, and an unfathomable force blocked Zhuo Yiyi, shook his head and said: "Forget it, don't continue to be embarrassed here, your kid is not Ye Ling's opponent at all." ”

"No way, he was a sneak attack just now......" Zhuo Yi said angrily.

"If you don't die in the heart of the Yellow River, little one, feel your chest with spiritual power. The black-bellied bearded man sneered.

Zhuo Yi was stunned, but out of trust in the teaching, he still sat down cross-legged and used his spiritual power.

Soon Zhuo Yiyi opened his eyes, his eyes full of shock.

Because during this period of time in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, he was too low in his rank because he was angry, so he accidentally distracted himself and caused his spiritual power to reverse, causing him to always feel boredom in his chest when he was exercising, and he was not well when he first came to power, but now when he is running his spiritual power, that feeling of boredom has completely disappeared.

Even if Zhuo Yiyi was dissatisfied with Yeling, he understood the gap between himself and him.

can see the problems in his body at a glance, and solve them easily, not caring at all about his previous rudeness to him, just this bearing is not comparable to him.

And there is still a palm print left by Ye Ling on his chest, that position is the position of his heart, if Ye Ling's strength is increasing a little at that time, he is afraid that even if he does not die, he will have to lie in bed for a while.

And from beginning to end, Zhuo Yiyi didn't even notice it at all.

Cold sweat suddenly uncontrollably poured out from Zhuo Yiyi's forehead and back.

"I ...... I...... I lost. Zhuo Yifu bowed his head with a grimace, and had to admit his defeat.

After a pause, he raised his head again, his expression gradually calmed down, stared at Ye Ling, and said seriously: "I have nothing to say about losing today, you are indeed stronger than me, but this is just the beginning, one day, I will become stronger, and I will stand in the ring and challenge you." ”

After saying that, he made a towel, and then returned to his previous seat and sat down.

Looking at him, Ye Ling shook his head slightly, and didn't see him say anything, just standing quietly in place.

Of course, this guy was originally arrogant and arrogant, at the beginning he said that he would make three moves, and when he lost, he said that Yeling sneaked attack, and everyone had already defined him as a guy who had no taste, but in the end, Zhuo Yi was able to quickly adjust his mentality, admit defeat calmly, and his fighting spirit was still the same.

Of course, that's all, after all, he still doesn't like the character of this thing.

In the crowd, Wang Xiaoqi had already lowered his head at this time, not daring to look at Ye Ling.

His eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, below, someone in the crowd jumped into the ring and challenged the top ten representatives.

The challenger is a young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

He was dressed in a green shirt, holding a long sword in his hand, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, but he was also quite imposing.

It's just that his demeanor is a little colder, although he doesn't reveal any breath, but it feels like a piece of ice suddenly appeared in the ring, there is a coldness from the depths of the soul, rejecting people thousands of miles away.

"Fang Tianyi!" the cold young man reported his name, and then the long sword was unsheathed and aimed at Ye Ling.

The object of his challenge is still Ye Ling.

I'll go for it, why do you choose me? Could it be that Lao Tzu was born with a mocking face? Even Ye Ling's character couldn't help frowning.

It seems that he really has to make a good stand, otherwise he will be annoyed to death.

Ye Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he took another step forward, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.

Shout......!

A blinding cold light suddenly shone in the ring.

Fang Tian's wing shape was like a ghost, and the speed of his body was actually not weaker than Ye Ling's full speed, and between the lightning and stone fire, he invaded Ye Ling's side in one step, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, turning into three sword flowers, and attacking separately.

This Fang Tianyi cultivates the path of the fast sword flow.

One sword, three flowers!

This kind of swordsmanship is definitely not bad.

The way in which Ye Ling coped was even more surprising.

It's so strong!

Two words came directly to everyone's minds.

Fang Tianyi's fast sword was indeed very fast, but Ye Ling's way of dealing with it was even more courageous.

Whenever the long sword was about to approach Ye Ling, Ye Ling always tilted his body, or directly dodged his long sword on the side of his head, and at the same time stretched out his fingers and flicked to the weakest point of the long sword, directly deflecting Fang Tianyi's sword path.

In such a quick battle, how much courage and confidence does it take to make such a decision?

Even the slightest bit of it would be pierced by the sword in an instant, but Ye Ling was able to capture the tip of the sword trembling at high speed so accurately in an instant, and such a calm courage made everyone ashamed.

"Good swordsmanship. For Fang Tianyi's fast sword, even Ye Ling couldn't help but praise lightly.

Dingdingding!!!

A series of endless sounds of the two swords resonating sounded like popping beans.

On the stage, the dazzling light of spiritual power flickered and disappeared, and the figure flickered like a ghost.

When everyone was dazzled, Ye Ling and Fang Tianyi had already attacked each other back and forth, and I didn't know how many moves.

Boom!

The sound of swords is endless!

At the beginning, people could tell from the number of times the finger sword hit how many moves the two sides had fought.

But later, Fang Tianyi's swordsmanship became faster and faster, faster and faster, and Ye Ling still took it all, and the sound of the sword roar seemed to be a whole city, becoming a sound, and it was impossible to distinguish the number of times at all.

The teenagers only felt that the dazzling lights in the ring in front of them flickered, suddenly like a silver bottle bursting through the water slurry, and like a wisp of red refining in the sky, constantly impacting everyone's vision.

"What a terrible strength!"