Ye Wuchen, who was carefully observing the battle, suddenly felt that a gaze was looking at him.

Ye Wuchen looked by his senses, and just saw Ye Nantian on the high platform, looking at himself and Ye Tianming with a smile.

"Tianming, your grandfather is looking at the two of us, presumably to check your recent cultivation, do you want to go up and show your hands?"

Ye Wuchen said to Ye Tianming with a grin.

"Huh, my grandfather?"

After Ye Tianming heard Ye Wuchen's words, he also set his eyes on the high competition platform, and found that Ye Nantian was paying attention to him with expectant eyes.

"Okay, then I'll go up and show my hands!

Ye Tianming said as he spoke, and aimed at the ring beside him with his spare eyes.

At this time, there was a short and stout disciple with a sledgehammer standing in this ring, staring at those eager disciples with a fierce expression, wanting to hit the opponent in his heart at the first time.

"That's him!"

Ye Tianming felt the cultivation of this disciple, and like his own cultivation, he only had the seventh order of the Spirit Realm, so he decided to find him to show the Zuo Ba Sword Absolute that he had practiced hard in the past few months.

Sonorous!

A powerful sword drawing sounded, and Ye Tianming carried his mortal up-level sword to the ring!

"Finally, there is a person who is not afraid of death!" the short disciple with a sledgehammer said fiercely when he saw Ye Tianming coming to the stage.

"No need to talk nonsense!

Night Tianming felt that he was ready to start fighting.

"Game on!"

At the moment when the elders announced the start of the game.

Ye Tianming and the sturdy disciple turned into a streamer and went straight to the other party to kill.

"Suffer death!

The hammer-wielding disciple let out a deep sigh, and the war hammer in his hand smashed into Ye Tianming like a meteorite.

"Hmph!

Ye Tianming snorted coldly, in the face of this menacing hammer, he did not choose to dodge, but chose to hit hard, he believed in the knife in his hand, he believed in the Zuoba sword he had practiced, and he believed in the results of his hard work in the past few months.

A violent thud rang out.

The war hammer in the hand of the sturdy disciple was directly slashed away.

"This can't be! How can I lose my strength to you!"

The stout disciple's heart was full of shock, on weekdays, he took physical exercise and strength as the main cultivation, thinking that although he only had the cultivation of the seventh order of the spirit realm, he could face the person who entered the ninth order of the spirit realm without falling behind, but he did not expect that in the first battle, he lost to a disciple who was the same as his own cultivation in terms of the strength he was best at.

"Throw in the towel!"

Ye Tianming let out a deep sigh, and slashed at the shocked disciple with a knife in his left hand.

"Our battle isn't over yet!

The disciples who were able to participate in this small competition were naturally fully prepared, and in the face of this sharp knife of the night and dawn, this short disciple rolled sideways and rolled to the place where his war hammer was left behind.

"I've been preparing for this little bibi for a year, how can I admit defeat here!"

The stout disciple quickly picked up the war hammer on the ground, and once again slaughtered with a fighting intent towards the night sky!

"It's good to come!"

Ye Tianming laughed loudly, and fought with the disciple again with the knife in his left hand.

Boom!

The sound of rapid and fierce weapons striking sounded.

In the ring, Ye Tianming was not only superior to this short disciple in terms of strength, but also far superior to this disciple in terms of the sophistication of sword skills, and the whole situation became a one-sided situation.

"Ye Tianming, this Zuo Ba Dao is very good at training!"

Ye Wuchen, who was watching the battle from the audience, could naturally see the outcome of this comparison at a glance, and it was only a matter of time before Ye Tianming won.

"Uh-huh! This kid is good! It's not easy to be so familiar with this left-handed knife technique after this broken arm!"

Ye Nantian in the distance also paid full attention to Ye Tianming's battle, and found that the strength competition from the beginning and the skills fighting later were much stronger than he had just entered the academy three months ago.

"In that case, I'll take my leave first, and I'll leave the next game to you!"

Ye Nantian instructed the elder who was in charge of the game behind him, since he had already seen Ye Tianming's neck at this time, he was relieved.

"Don't worry, Lord Dean, we will take care of the little competition in this hospital!

An elder bowed his waist and said respectfully.

"Well, then I'll be one step ahead!"

Ye Nantian's body moved, turned into a long rainbow and disappeared in place.

......

Bang!

In the ring, the short disciple with the war hammer finally couldn't hold on, and was knocked out of the ring by Ye Tianming!

"I didn't lose this battle! But next time I will challenge you again!

The disciple said that he lost to Ye Tianming, but he was also convinced, and he still recognized Ye Tianming's strength, and after saying goodbye, he disappeared into the crowd.

Ten minutes later, after Ye Tianming had recovered a little aura, the second challenger also took the stage.

"I didn't expect you to have only one hand, and you can play with a big knife!"

The second person to challenge Ye Tianming was a disciple of the eighth order of the Spirit Realm, and he was also a person who used a knife like Ye Tianming.

"Don't talk nonsense, let's go knife!"

Ye Tianming looked at the disciple in front of him who challenged him with a displeased face.

Since you have touched me, then I will teach you how to use a knife!"

The disciple smiled sinisterly, while provoking Ye Tianming with disdainful eyes.

"Will you use a knife, not by mouth!"

After Ye Tianming said this sentence in a deep voice, he directly dragged the knife in his hand and slashed directly at the disciple.

Bang!

In just one moment, Ye Tianming swung two knives one after another, slashing at the body of the knife that challenged the disciple with all his strength, directly knocking the disciple back dozens of steps.

The hand of the disciple who was knocked back with the knife was directly torn apart, and with a clang, the long knife in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

"You're no more than that!"

Ye Tianming said contemptuously, and then mentioned killing again.

Soon, this disciple was directly knocked out of the ring by Ye Tianming, and once again successfully defended the ring.

Maybe it's because Ye Tianming only has the cultivation of the seventh order of the Spirit Realm, plus the reason that he has broken off a left arm, there are more and more opponents who come to challenge Ye Tianming, and every time Ye Tianming just rests for ten minutes, the next challenger can't wait to get into the ring, wanting to defeat Ye Tianming.

It's a pity that Ye Tianming's strength is not as weak as it seems, and he relied on his strong strength and the left hegemony of the lower grade of the ground to defeat one opponent after another who came to challenge.

Just when Ye Wuchen was preparing to witness Ye Tianming advance to the second round here, Ma Tianzheng came with the thugs he had invited.

(End of chapter)