"Boy, don't run!" Zhao Chong continued to entangle Yuwen Lei, his fist shadow shook, and his combat power barely reached the threshold of the seventh order of the Lingyuan Realm.

However, this level of attack still can't change Yuwen Lei's plan, Yuwen Lei only released his spiritual power, locking every fist shadow of Zhao Chong, only to see him stay in place, moving his body frequently within a step, and even occasionally just crooking his neck, however, the fist shadow in the sky always passed by him!

"Oh my God...... He's not human, how did he do that......"

"Monster! At such a close distance, you can avoid more than a dozen punches in one breath......"

"That kid's speed, as well as his control over his body, is indeed terrifying......"

Ten breaths, twenty breaths, and thirty breaths passed, and Yuwen Lei dodged hundreds of punches, but he didn't make a single shot. At this time, Zhao Chong's breath was already unstable, and he was in a mess. Although Yu Wenlei didn't make a move, his calm appearance completely penetrated Zhao Chong's mental defense.

"Impossible! impossible...... Coincidence! It must be a coincidence!" Zhao Chong kept chanting in his mouth, punching Yuwen Lei like a madman. However, no matter how many punches he throws, the result is still the same.

"Impossible ......" Finally, Zhao Chong felt palpitations, and his confidence was completely shattered. He stopped attacking and sat down on the arena in despair.

"Inner disciple Zhao Chong, disqualified!"

On the sidelines, the voice of an inner deacon sounded, and everyone was in an uproar, unable to believe that someone had defeated the opponent in this way, which was definitely the only time in the history of the Seven Peerless Sects.

"That...... Isn't it our outer sect's Yuwen Lei......" There were a few outer disciples on the sidelines who recognized Yu Wenlei.

"Yes, it's that Yuwen Lei, he even participated in the sect competition......"

"I used to know that he was strong, but I didn't expect him to be like this, I hope he will fight for our outer disciples......"

The movement made by Yuwenlei even attracted the attention of the high platform, and even Hua Qingyun glanced at Yuwenlei curiously.

"Master, that kid was brought back by me, he has a good talent, and he can be made. ”

"Oh, yes, Elder Zhou did a good job. Hua Qingyun nodded.

"By the way, that kid also brought back a piece of Demon Suppression Order a few days ago and handed it over to the sect. Elder Zhou saw the opportunity to add another sentence.

"Oh, it turned out to be him, and I got another demon subduing order from the Seven Absolute Sects, which is not bad. Have all the contribution points been rewarded? and the last Gu Yu. Hua Qingyun was relieved, and he was very pleasing to Yuwenlei.

"500,000 contribution points have been given to Gu Yu, as for this kid, he directly asked for 500,000 spirit stones......"

"What......? This kid is so greedy for money, is he really short-sighted......" The head Hua Qingyun pouted and said, his impression of Yu Wenlei instantly fell to the bottom.

Hearing this, Elder Zhou also coughed a few times in embarrassment, and secretly blamed Yuwen Lei in his heart.

"Inner disciple Wu Feifei, disqualified!"

On the martial arts field, after more than an hour of competition, the first round was over, and only ninety-four people were still standing on the field, counting the core disciples, the top 100 disciples were released, and Yuwen Lei was among the top 100. With Zhao Chong's lesson, no one dared to target Yuwenlei later.

And at the front of the martial arts arena, there was a person who was looking at Yu Wenlei fiercely, and he was Zhanyan. Yuwen Lei was keenly aware of the hostility, turned around, and looked at Zhan Yan as well, not to be outdone.

......

"At the end of the first round, all those who advance will be rewarded with two thousand spirit stones. Now, the second round begins, there are ten square platforms in front of you, and then you draw lots and divide into groups, a group of ten people, and only one person from each group can advance to the top ten. The six core disciples did not need to draw lots, and stood on the first to sixth platforms respectively. Elder Zhou announced.

When the words fell, many of the top 100 disciples were overjoyed, and two thousand spirit stones were already their resources for a month. Nearly 100 disciples retreated to the sidelines, and the inner deacon was responsible for arranging the lottery, while the six core disciples jumped up, each running their own body method, and landed gracefully on the square platform. As a new core disciple, Gu Yu fell on the sixth platform.

When it was Yuwenlei's turn, he also got a number plate that said Ninety-Nine.

"Ninety-nine...... It is in the last one, the No. 10 square platform, and the exhibition is on the No. 3 platform. Yuwen Lei muttered, it seems that he can't meet Zhan Yan before the top ten.

"The second round begins!"

On the ten square platforms, each fighting for itself, the six core disciples held the No. 1, No. 11, and No. 21 respectively...... Fifty-one, so all six of them stayed on the stage, and the first battle against the core disciples was undoubtedly extremely unlucky.

"No. 12! such bad luck...... Zhuo Biao scolded, he belonged to one of the extremely unlucky, seeing Zhuo Biao walk on the second platform, even Yuwenlei shook his head and sighed, this guy's luck is really too bad.

His opponent is Leng Qianhiro, and the core disciples are second, second only to Hua Zifeng. This Leng Qianxun is withdrawn, often alone, going out to do penance alone, I heard that several inner door elders have opened their mouths to accept him as a disciple, but they have all been rejected by him.

At this point, Zhuo Biao left everything behind, pulled out the tiger knife, and struck first. The first time to urge the spiritual power, the eighth order of the Spirit Yuan Realm is already quite not weak!

"Tiger Slash!"

Rumble!

The big knife slashed, and Leng Qianxun took two steps back and didn't make a move. The green bricks on the square platform were broken into several pieces, the material of this blue brick and stone block is not ordinary, and the square platform specially built by the sect is much harder than the martial arts field. It can be seen that the destructive power of Zhuo Biao's knife.

Although the tiger slashed in vain, the sword still had residual power, approaching Leng Qianxun forward.

Bang!

Leng Qianxun slapped his palm at will, dissolving the sword, and the majestic spiritual power clashed in front of him, making his clothes dance backwards and grinning. After a knife failed, Zhuo Biao lifted the tiger knife, his eyes were sharp, and he then slashed several times.

In the first battle of the ten square platforms, the other five core disciples all won with one move and quickly solved the opponent. After a while, the four square platforms behind also divided the winners and losers, but the movement of the second platform was the largest.

Rumble!

Another knife, the gravel flew away, and everyone didn't expect that Zhuo Biao was so violent, and the first battle destroyed the second platform.

"This Zhuo Biao's strength has improved a lot, but it's a pity that it's ......" Several elders were also paying attention to the second platform.

"Defeat me!" The next moment, Leng Qianxun's spiritual power exploded, and he turned his hand and slapped out with a palm!

"He really broke through the ......" On the sidelines, Hua Zifeng's eyes froze, and his fighting spirit rose.

Spiritual power transforms, and only the strong people in the Linggang Realm can do it. Zhuo Biao, who was pressed by the majestic spiritual power, was out of breath. Zhuo Biao held the knife in both hands, faced the danger, and slashed with all his might.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang on platform two, and everyone watching the battle held their breath.

"Resist! Ah......hhh At the critical moment, Zhuo Biao reversed his hands and inserted the tiger knife into the blue brick and stone.

A long spark sparked on the tip of the knife, Zhuo Biao roared, gritted his teeth, and retreated to the edge of the square platform. At this time, his clothes were torn and his face was full of wounds, but his body finally stopped!

Click...... Blood dripped on the stage and could be heard on the ground.

resisted......

War!

Zhuo Biao stomped on one foot, and his body flew up.

"Tiger Triple Slash!"

Leng Qianxun withdrew and retreated, avoiding two knives in succession, and the third knife came in an instant, at this moment even he admired Zhuo Biao a little, in order to show respect, Leng Qianxun pulled out the long sword for the first time.

Bite!

The swords intersected, and under Leng Qianhiro's majestic spiritual power, the tiger's triple slash was also shattered, Leng Qianxun stood firmly in place, and Zhuo Biao was shocked back a few steps, and then retreated to the edge before steady.

This time, Leng Qianxun didn't give him another chance, his steps turned suddenly, and in an instant, a long sword stayed on Zhuo Biao's chest, and the gap was still too big......

"Eleventh Leng Chihiro, win!"