Chapter 350: The Battle for Controversy (I)

The remaining ten people are the best of this group of disciples, and only one person has the potential to be selected as the registered disciple of the elder, and such an honor, no matter who it is, will be squeezed into it if he breaks his head.

And Ling Fei, who was bound to win, looked at the disciples around him coldly, and found that there were still a few powerful existences, but this first must be his own, no matter who stopped him, Ling Fei would cut it down.

The auditor is getting happier and happier, among these ten people, there are many good seedlings, if they are really valued by the elders in a high position, then they have a lot of benefits, thinking of this, their faces are about to smile. With a smile on his face, he said: "Well, the ten of you are the selected inner disciples, as the inner disciples of the sect, the responsibility is even greater, so I hope you can step up your cultivation and share the worries of the sect." ”

"Yes!" replied in a deep voice.

The examiner nodded, and said excitedly: "Okay, since the ten people have been selected, then the qualifying competition has entered the most critical time, and the reward only belongs to the first place, and it is expected to be accepted as a registered disciple by the elders, so the next competition, I believe it will be even more hot, so let's start." Come here and draw lots!"

Ten people are drawn one by one. The examiner continued: "As I said before, when you have strength, luck also plays a big role, so, it's very simple, ten people are divided into five groups to fight, and the losing side doesn't need to compete again, because the reward only belongs to the first place, the five people who qualify, continue to draw lots, there will be a bye, and then the remaining three, continue to draw, there will be a bye, and finally the two will face off." ”

Ling Fei is extremely different, he didn't expect such a competition, luck is too important, if he is lucky, he only needs to fight two competitions, he can win the first place, and the five groups of disciples are ready to start the first round of the competition.

Ling Fei's opponent was a Divine Breaking Mirror Eighth-Order martial artist, facing such an opponent, there was no pressure, and Ling Fei's realm pressure was already very solid. It is much higher than the same realm, and for the opponent of the eighth order of the Broken God Mirror, it is still easy to capture.

Sure enough, he just stepped on the martial arts field. The opponent's expression was obviously stunned, Ling Fei swept the opponent with thunder before, and the disciples behind him were either killed in seconds or admitted defeat, of course he knew, but hesitated for a moment. Looking at Ling Fei firmly, he said, "Ling Tian, I know that you are very strong, and I also know that I can't beat you, but I still have to fight with you, if you don't fight, you retreat, then it will affect my Dao." ”

Ling Fei nodded deeply, everyone has their own way in their hearts, their own path, if they don't have experience, they will retreat. Your own Dao heart will retreat, then you can't improve your cultivation, some people are in failure, decadent, and give up on themselves, while some people are in failure, accumulating thick and thin, this disciple is not arrogant or impatient, even if the opponent is very strong, he has to fight, such a person. Worthy of Ling Fei's respect.

At this time, Ling Fei put on a fighting posture: "I respect you, I won't keep my hand." Ling Tian, please advise!"

"Thank you! Please advise!" the disciple said politely, then drew his sword.

The situation changed suddenly, Zhang Mo took the lead in attacking, the long sword slashed the void, drew out the Dao light, and suddenly stabbed towards Ling Fei. The cold sword body emitted this burst of cold light, and Ling Fei shouted, "It's a good time!"

Ling Fei's body shook, like a swimming fish, entangled with this disciple in everything, Ling Fei was not in a hurry to use killing moves, flexible attacks, and immediately suppressed the disciple's attack, it can be seen that Ling Fei's strength is too much towards him, but Ling Fei likes to have a good impression of this disciple, he is the eighth order of the Broken God Mirror at a young age, and naturally has his own arrogance, but this young man abides by his own way, which makes Ling Fei agree very much, so he definitely helps this disciple.

The disciple did not spare the slightest hand, the attacks were endless, the attack opportunities in Ling Fei's hand could find his flaws every time, but Ling Fei did not take advantage of this to defeat him in one fell swoop, so as to put pressure on this disciple, and the disciple immediately defended and resisted.

Seizing an opportunity, Ling Fei directly pushed it out with one palm.

"Bang!"

Zhang Mo couldn't dodge at all, the huge force fell on his body, there was a muffled sound, Zhang Mo took a few steps back to stabilize his body, Ling Fei's attack was extremely weighty, making him not very easy, but it did not let Zhang Mo be directly injured, Zhang Mo cast a grateful gaze.

Suddenly the momentum soared, the long sword was like a spirit snake, at this time the long sword was extremely soft, like a long whip, the silk was entangled, and it was impossible to get rid of, Ling Fei lowered his center of gravity, and swept through the thousands of troops with a blow, like a steel whip's legs directly across Zhang Mo's chest, Zhang Mo's passive defense, the advantage of the immediate attack was completely suppressed, and Ling Fei's momentum soared into the sky.

The two fists slammed out, Zhang Mo was invincible, his hands reached out, and the long sword resisted Ling Fei's attack, but Ling Fei's attack was not so easy to resist, only to see a spiritual power like a substance rushing directly towards Zhang Mo, and the attack was agitating.

"Tom!"

Zhang Mo was directly knocked away, smashed to the ground, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, he knew that Ling Fei was helping him, so he didn't give up, he directly slammed the ground, with the help of huge force, the long sword slashed in the air, and rushed towards Ling Fei, the sword body turned red, and the crimson spiritual power overflowed on the long sword, extremely sharp, even Ling Fei had to avoid the edge temporarily.

Ling Fei directly struck a backflip, and his flexible body directly dodged the attack, how could Zhang Mo not know, the direction changed, and he slashed downward, Ling Fei let out a long roar, and slapped it directly with his palm, the natural aura in the sky dispersed, and suddenly the spiritual power rushed out, Zhang Mo's face changed, and he hurriedly resisted.

But the power of the Baguazhang was monstrous, and there was no way to stop it, so Ling Fei was defeated immediately, Ling Fei glanced at Zhang Mo and muttered, "I can only help you get here." ”

Zhang Mo eagerly stepped off the stage, crossed his knees directly, and realized carefully, there was not the slightest sense of decadence, Ling Fei's battle was relatively long, because he was constantly suppressing Zhang Mo in an attempt to give him a chance to break through, so when Ling Fei's side ended, the other competitions had been completed.

"Ling Tiansheng!"|When the results are announced, the draw continues.

Ling Fei didn't expect that among the remaining five people, he turned out to be the lucky bye, and he could only observe the competition of the other two groups, Ling Fei was secretly happy in his heart, so that he could observe the opponent's routine, and it would be easier to deal with it when the time came.

In just a quarter of an hour, both sides took out their true strength to solve each other's three strikes and five divisions, Ling Fei frowned, these two were a little difficult to deal with, and the remaining three drew lots again.

Ling Fei was shocked, he had a bye again, even the examiner was a little surprised, this disciple's luck was really a bit staggering, two byes in a row, he only needed to shoot twice, during which he could look for the opponent's flaws, it was simply the pride of the sky. (To be continued.) )