Ye Xingchen's performance of strength really surprised many disciples.

Elder Li, who was in charge of presiding over the competition, looked at Ye Xingchen's gaze with a flash of surprise.

"This new disciple's strength and potential are good, and he can focus on cultivating them in the future. Elder Li said in his heart.

The competition continued, and after the fourth batch ended, the fifth group of disciples came on the field, and then the sixth group of disciples.

Mo Yunxi was the sixth batch of disciples, and when she stood in the ring, her opponent's face was ugly, but she still arched her hand and said, "Senior Sister Mo, please give me advice." ”

As he spoke, he mobilized the true qi of his whole body, performed a spirit-level low-grade martial art, and blasted towards Mo Yunxi with a punch.

Mo Yunxi's body did not move, and he only showed his breath, and then the disciple who was oppressed admitted defeat.

After Mo Yunxi won, the other disciples continued to fight.

Time passed little by little, some disciples were eliminated, and some disciples advanced to the next round.

During this period, Zhang Yuntao, Zhang Zilan, Nie Ming, Luo Lingxia and other top ten disciples on the martial arts list all made moves.

Zhang Yuntao and Zhang Zilan's opponents all directly admitted defeat.

The opponents of Nie Ming, Luo Lingxia and others, they directly defeated them with one move.

Soon, the first round of the competition was over.

In the second round of the competition, a new draw will be conducted.

There were only fifty people in the second round.

Ye Xingchen came to the stage to draw lots, and it was the fifty-third.

The second round of the competition was the same as the first round, and at the same time, ten disciples entered the ring to compete.

The battle between the first batch of disciples was not yet eye-catching, but the second batch of competitions instantly attracted a lot of attention from the disciples under the ring.

In the second batch of disciples, Mo Yunxi faced Zhang Zilan.

The second place and the third place on the beauty list are fighting, not to mention the strength, the beauty alone is pleasing to the eye and attracts the attention of the disciples.

"Mo Yunxi fights Zhang Zilan, one of them is bound to lose, isn't it out of the top ten?"

Someone asked in confusion.

At this time, a person next to the man explained: "After the competition, the defeated disciple has a chance to challenge the disciple on the martial list, and if he wins, he will replace his place." ”

"I see, thank you for your advice. The man clenched his fists in thanks.

In the ring, the two women faced each other, and before they could make a move, their eyes showed hostility.

"Hehe, Mo Yunxi, today I want to let many disciples of the Martial Palace know that I, Zhang Zilan, am not weaker than you. Zhang Zilan sneered and said.

"Really?"

Mo Yunxi said with a smile: "Zhang Zilan, one day when I am in the Martial Palace, whether it is the martial arts list or the beauty list, you can only be ranked third." ”

Mo Yunxi deliberately provoked Zhang Zilan and made her lose her mind so that she could defeat the other party.

Because she felt that Zhang Zilan's cultivation had also broken through and entered the true destiny realm.

Both of them are also real lives, and who will win or lose has not yet been decided.

When Zhang Zilan heard this, she was angry and said, "Mo Yunxi, don't be complacent, I will scratch your face today, and then see if the disciples of the Martial Palace still like you." ”

She was annoyed, mobilized her whole body's true qi, and a gust of wind blew in the ring.

Zhang Zilan is the bloodline of the fourth-grade wind at the ground level, and the true qi cultivated is the true qi of the wind attribute.

The Gangfeng she drove was even stronger than the martial arts displayed by Tao Jiang, and I don't know how many times.

Gangfeng is like a knife, rotating on the ring floor, making the ring floor make a clicking sound, as if the ring can't withstand the power of Gangfeng and is about to collapse at any time.

Seeing this, Elder Li admired in his heart, the disciples in the top few of the martial arts list are all talented and high-grade disciples, and I am afraid that they will be able to surpass him in a few years.

He struck out a true qi and raised the formation in the ring to prevent the battle between his disciples from affecting the people under the ring.

"Whirlwind Palm!"

Zhang Zilan's delicate body moved, her body swayed with the wind, and she slapped it out with one palm, and the wind gusted towards Mo Yunxi's chest.

Mo Yunxi's face showed a trace of solemnity, and she urged the true qi of the sunflower water in her whole body, and the true qi turned into a river and appeared out of thin air.

She is a fourth-grade Kwai Shui bloodline at the ground level, cultivating Kwai Shui True Qi.

Mo Yunxi's hands were sealed, forming a one-meter-sized water escape on his chest, blocking Zhang Zilan's wind.

Then, with a stroke of her right hand, a Aoi Water True Qi rushed out, turned into a water dragon, and rushed forward.

The water dragon is one zhang long, the whole body is blue and crystalline, carrying a powerful momentum, and it crashes down from the sky, wanting to knock Zhang Zilan into the ring with one blow.

"Hmph, slut, is that all you have to do?"

Zhang Zilan was disdainful, she waved her hand, and a gust of wind turned into a blade and slashed towards the water dragon.

The blade of Gangfeng is extremely sharp, and it instantly shatters the water dragon.

Seeing this, Mo Yunxi stepped on the floor of the ring, and his delicate body moved, shooting out at a speed like an arrow.

The water in front of her turned into three water swords and stabbed at Zhang Zilan.

Whining!

The water sword pierced the air and whined, and it was clear that the blow was not weak.

Zhang Zilan was not afraid, she mobilized her true qi, and the wind swept away, shattering the water sword, and at the same time, she flew close to Mo Yunxi, and hit Mo Yunxi's chest with one palm.

"Mo Yunxi, the mountain peak on your chest is not big, I'll help you and help you completely flatten. Zhang Zilan said.

Mo Yunxi raised his hand, and a sunflower water true qi attached to his palm and greeted him.

"Zhang Zilan, your mountain peak is very big, what's the use, I'm tired of looking at it, help you collapse her a little. Mo Yunxi was not to be outdone.

Bang! Bang!

The two women fought dozens of times, either on the chest or on the cheek, and made a ruthless move, so that everyone under the ring was dazzled and frightened.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Xingchen's eyes, although the strength of the two women is inferior, it is not weak, and they both have the strength to fight beyond the level.

A warrior who can slash the true life double and fight against the true life triple warrior.

"If Mo Yunxi and Zhang Zilan's strength can be compared to the true life double, then Zhang Yuntao, as the first in the martial arts list, is also comparable to the true life triple. Ye Xingchen said.

Of course, he didn't have the slightest worry, his strength could compete with ordinary true life sixfold martial artists.

In the Martial Palace, there weren't many elders who were his opponents.

"Slash!"

After dozens of rounds of fighting between the two women, the winner is finally decided.

I saw Mo Yunxi urging his true qi, performing a spirit-level mid-grade martial art, turning into a huge qi sword, and slashing towards Zhang Zilan.

Zhang Zilan's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly mobilized his whole body's true qi to resist, but he was still slashed out by the huge qi sword.

Bang!

Zhang Zilan fell onto the formation qi cover and fell, and cracks appeared in the martial clothes on his body, revealing large patches of snow-white skin.

Zhang Zilan covered her chest with her hands, looked at Mo Yunxi coldly, and said, "You won this time, but I won't admit defeat." ”

After Moyunxi's victory, the rest of the game continued.

Zhang Yuntao and Luo Lingxia played successively and defeated their opponents cleanly.

Ye Xingchen was the last disciple to enter the ring.

"Ye Xingchen, finally let me wait for you. Nie Ming came to the stage in a cold tone.

"It's you!"

Ye Xingchen didn't have the slightest interest in anyone other than Zhang Yuntao, and even if it was Zhang Yuntao, he just wanted to see his martial arts skills and collect information to deal with Zhang Tianyang.

Nie Ming saw Ye Xingchen's indifferent eyes and tone, and immediately felt angry in his heart.

He sneered: "Ye Xingchen, let me show you the power of the ground-level five-grade Xuanbing bloodline. ”

"Xuan Bing is really angry. ”