"It's this guy!" Meng Xi, who was sitting in the inner door, suddenly woke up after seeing Yun Feng's figure, gritting his teeth and saying.

And Yun Feng, who was cultivating cross-legged, suddenly felt a cold light suddenly burst out from the inner door seat, opened his eyes, and after glancing at the inner door seat, he turned his head, consciously wiped his cold sweat, and said, "Wipe, why did you forget Mengxi's stubble!"

Just as Yun Feng was thinking about how to deal with it, the outer disciples were teleported out of the portal one after another, including Wu Xiong and Han Lin, which also made Yun Feng breathe a sigh of relief.

The time quickly reached the specified time, and the number of outer disciples in the martial arts venue had been greatly reduced compared to before, which also met the expectations of the top management of the Lingxiao Sect, and this martial arts assessment competition was not something that ordinary people could pass through.

Airplanes~

There was a buzz, the light flashed in front of the portal, and a group of outer disciples were teleported out at a loss, and when they saw the outer disciples standing in the martial arts venue, a look of despair appeared on their faces.

"The old man announced that the martial arts assessment competition has ended, and the outer disciples standing at the martial arts venue, congratulations on your successful qualification to continue to participate in the outer door competition, and you..."Feng Xiuang moved his gaze to the group of outer disciples in front of the portal, and said indifferently: "It's a pity that you didn't pass this martial arts assessment competition in a limited time, so you lost the qualification to participate in the outer door competition, and even lost the identity of the outer disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, now you can leave the Lingxiao Sect." ”

Yun Feng looked at the back of the group of outer disciples leaving, and a trace of sympathy was born in his heart, but this world is like this, only those with high talent are eligible for the cultivation of the sect.

"The remaining outer disciples standing at the martial arts venue started the ring match of the outer door competition, and the ring match was still the same as in previous years, divided into three simultaneous battles, and so on, the outer disciples who won each game were promoted to the inner disciples, and now the old man announced the battle list ......" Feng Xiuang took out a sheet from the table and read it out tomorrow.

"Lin Gulong vs. Huameng, Sun Tao vs. Xue Bin, Zhanhui vs. Meng, Feng Jie vs. Fenglin ......"

The outer disciples walked down the martial arts venue, leaving only the three teams of martial artists to start fighting, the sound of fists and feet sounded one after another, Yun Feng watched every battle in the venue attentively, every step, every detail was firmly imprinted in his mind.

"Why do you say this guy is like this?" Wu Xiong looked at Yun Feng, turned his head and asked Han Lin.

"Isn't a martial idiot bad?" Han Lin pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes fixed on Yun Feng.

"Forget it, asking you is asking for nothing......" Wu Xiong muttered.

"The next martial bear vs. Qi Hong......"

"Yun Feng, I'm going!" Wu Xiong stood up, patted Yun Feng's shoulder and smiled.

"Be careful, he's on the second level of the Soul Realm. Yun Feng looked at Wu Xiong with a smile on his face and reminded.

"Haha, don't worry, I haven't been idle these days!" Wu Xiong laughed, stepped forward, and flew towards the stage.

"Is it also the second layer of the Soul Realm......" Yun Feng showed a hint of surprise, and then smiled.

"Don't worry about him, why don't you worry about me~" Han Lin pouted and said angrily.

"Oh, I see you've improved a lot, right?"

"Well, I've also improved a lot of strength during this period of time, so you can watch it later. ”

Yun Feng smiled and said nothing, looking at Wu Xiong on the stage, it seems that they don't admit defeat either!