Snow Without a Trace's voice didn't sound like his name. Even during the game, his voice sounded very gentle and soft. Sounds magnetic.

But in He Chongyang, it sounds no less than a requiem.

Horrified in his heart, He Chongyang turned around suddenly, using inertia to swing his knife and slash, and at the same time urged the secret method to let the ghost attack the snow without a trace.

With a sonorous sound, the right hand of the snow without a trace flashed with a cold light, and the palm was not made of human flesh, as if it was a piece of thousand-year-old ice, and he directly held the blade in his hand.

He Chongyang urged the true qi to be instilled into the long knife, and a substantial blood-colored flame seemed to be ignited on the surface of the knife.

Snow Without a Trace's expression remained unchanged, but another bone-chilling chill broke out of his body, the long knife was covered with frost, and the blood-colored flames also lost their vitality, slowly retracting into the body of the knife. And that chill was indeed still strong, and it was about to freeze He Chongyang up along the hilt.

Seeing that the situation was not good, He Chongyang shouted, the long knife came out of his hand, and the five fingers of one hand rose like a knife, and the flames that had been calmed out again.

But Snow Without a Trace is faster, and before the knife falls, he kicks the opponent out of the air.

When he flew upside down in mid-air, He Chongyang's hands were sealed, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the ghost, and the ghost's eyes were red, and he jumped high and attacked the snow without a trace.

Without the slightest movement, Xue Wuxian only turned around, glaring at the ghost fiercely, but there was another layer of frost on the ghost's body, spreading from the bottom to the top, and when it was a few feet away, it completely turned into an ice sculpture and scattered in all directions.

"I lost!" He Chongyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, he knew that the other party had shown mercy just now, that kick was a pure power attack, and he didn't use the intention of cold ice, otherwise he would probably have been severely injured on the spot.

"Snow without a trace wins!" the deacon, who acted as the referee, announced the final result

"Sure enough, Senior Brother Xue is superior. ”

"That's right, Senior Brother He is so domineering, I didn't expect to be defeated by Senior Brother Xue"

"That is, I heard that Senior Brother Xue already has the level of the top core disciples, who is the opponent in the inner gate?"

Everyone talked about the game just now, and it was obvious that most of them were expecting Xue Wuxian to defeat He Chongyang, and they didn't know who started first, and the topic couldn't help but lead towards Chu Ming.

"Hey, you say, can that Chu Ming defeat Senior Brother Xue?"

"Are you an idiot? Didn't you hear that Senior Brother Xue already has the level of the core front?"

"But Chu Ming has always maintained a complete victory, and now only he can be on par with Senior Brother Xue" "That's because he was lucky, he didn't meet any masters, and he couldn't even beat Senior Brother He." “

"That's not necessarily, after all, Senior Brother Liu also lost to him."

"Hey, I said are you looking for a fight?"

............

The game will not stop because of a win or a loss, and the game on the field will continue to continue.

He Chongyang lost to Xue Wuxian and missed the first, and the next thing was the match between Chu Ming and Xue Wuxian, if Chu Ming won, then there is nothing to say, Chu Ming is first, Xue Wuxian is second, and He Chongyang is third.

If Chu Ming loses, it will be the first place in Snow Without a Trace, and Chu Ming and He Chongyang will play an extra game to compete for the second and third places.

Xue Wuxian had just fought with He Chongyang, and for the sake of fairness, the match between Chu Ming and He Chongyang had shifted slightly backwards, and now they were competing for other rankings first.

Yuan Xuemei defeated Han Yan and Kong Fang, but lost to Wu Shaohua, and Kong Fang lost to Han Yan again, and the three ranked seventh, eighth, and ninth respectively.

And the square-faced young man who had fought with Chu Ming was dangerously and dangerously ranked at the bottom of the top ten inner gates.

Yuan Hao's strength is really strong, although he lost to Xue Wuxian and Chu Ming, and also lost to Zhou Ze, but he is strong, with both offense and defense in one hand, when fighting with Wei Ming, he almost pressed the opponent from head to place, and finally won the fifth place.

Next is the last game outside the top three: Zhou Ze is ruthless against Liu.

Both of them use swords, and their strength is the highest among the disciples in the sect, and the two of them entered a white-hot heat as soon as they came up, and almost all of them were close "hand-to-hand combat"

Liu's ruthless swordsmanship is strange and impermanent, and his body technique is extremely fast and erratic. Even Zhou Ze's speed of sword is difficult to keep up with the other party, and he is always on guard against the opponent's "sword in the sword"

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, not only did he not cause harm to the other party, but he consumed a lot, Zhou Ze admired Chu Ming's strength a little, he thought that he had the inheritance of the three elders of the inner gate to benefit, and he could narrow the gap between the two, but he didn't expect it to be farther and farther away.

With a light sigh in his heart, he drove out the distracting thoughts in his mind, Zhou Ze was really angry, and decided to no longer have any reservations, and went all out to fight for a quick solution.

This is the trick!

"One Qi and Three Transformations, Eight Directions Sword Qi Slash!" The two martial arts were performed almost at the same time, and for a while, the sky was full of Zhou Ze's phantom clone, constantly slashing and stabbing.

"Ghost Devouring Frenzy!" for a moment, ignoring the skeletal ghost soldiers swarming out, rushing forward one by one as if they were desperate.

Although each afterimage can slash and kill a large number of ghost soldiers, the other party seems to be endless, and as soon as a large piece is cleared, it is immediately filled by the behind.

"Three-in-one, Sword of Judgment!"

A huge sword qi swept out, rushing towards it with a devastating momentum, engulfing the endless ghost tide.

"Deep Stream Ghost Gate!"

A pitch-black stone gate appeared, Liu Ruthless drilled directly into it, the sword qi swept in, countless cracks spread from the bottom, and then collapsed, and Liu Ruthless rushed away in this chaotic stone, and a sword slashed out.

Qiang~

When Xinghuo saw she, Zhou Ze blocked the opponent's long sword, but there were two more small openings on his chest.

"I lost!" Zhou Ze smiled bitterly, he didn't expect the other party to be so calm, and he had already thought of countermeasures to counterattack when defending.

"You just need to improve" Liu ruthlessly did not hit the other party, or showed any disdain, and after dropping a sentence lightly, he turned to leave

"It's not just you, but also me" as if to say it to himself, Liu's ruthless voice was very small, but it was still captured by Zhou Ze.

The originally depressed mood rose again, glanced at Liu Wuru, and then at Chu Ming, who was still meditating and resting, Zhou Ze's eyes flashed with a scorching light.

"Well, the children can be taught" On the VIP seat, the three elders stroked their beards and smiled.

............

After this game, the ranking of the top ten disciples of the new inner gate has basically been determined, Liu Wuru ranks fourth, slightly lower than the last time, which is relatively good, compared to the top ten disciples of the inner gate this year, there are four people who have fallen off the list.

And Zhou Ze has achieved the fifth place, which is considered to be the level of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, this is an absolute dark horse, if it weren't for Chu Ming's too dazzling performance, then he would be a well-deserved first new star.

As for Chu Ming's strong rise and the rising star who has maintained a winning record all the way, how many rankings can he achieve, and what the ranking of the top three is, it depends on the battle between Chu Ming and Xue Wuxian at the peak of the inner gate.

"In the last game, Xue Wuxian will fight against Chu Ming!" As the referee read out, the disciples in the audience were all boiling. After all, whether it is the continuation of the old myth or the birth of a new myth is a thrilling thing.

In the audience area, countless disciples were cheering for the people they supported.

In a relatively secluded pavilion in the martial arts square, there are several handsome young men and girls sitting together and chatting about something, they look casual, no different from ordinary people, but when they get closer, they find that their breath is pure and vast, and when they go to that station, their momentum is self-generated.

Some of them are unruly, some are cold and lonely, and some are extraordinary, but they all have one thing in common, that is, they are unfathomable. Everyone is like an ocean, unpredictable, but judging from the fluctuation of breath, almost all of them are not inferior to Snow without a trace.

At this time, a young man who looked the youngest pulled a sturdy young man beside him, "Senior Brother Wang, which of them do you think will win?"

The sturdy young man looked very honest, touched his head and said, "I think it should be snow without a trace."

"Why?"

"After all, Senior Brother Xue was the first of the top ten disciples of the Inner Gate last year, and it is rumored that he already has a strength that is not weaker than ours."

"Hmph! Some ignorant people who don't know the height of the sky are just guessing, I think Chu Ming can beat him" A cold young man next to him suddenly spoke, undisguised dislike for Xue Wuxi.

The youngest boy ran to the side of a young man in a Confucian shirt behind him and asked, "Senior Brother Yang, among us, you have the highest cultivation, so who do you think will win?"

The young man in a Confucian shirt touched the other party's head and said with a smile, "I also think it should be Chu Ming" Without waiting for the other party to ask, the young man in a Confucian shirt continued

"Don't ask me why, it's just a feeling, you and I are very clear about Xue Wuxi's strength, and he can indeed rank among us, but that name Chu Ming gives me a bottomless feeling, I think his strength should be far from being as simple as he shows, maybe it can open our eyes."

The others looked at the young man in the Confucian shirt with a hint of admiration and respect in their eyes, while the stout young man scratched his head again, laughed dryly, and stopped talking.

............

Although the platform had also been reinforced with special methods, several of them had also been damaged due to many violent fights, and at this time, Xue Wuxian and Chu Ming were on a relatively intact platform, facing each other from afar.

Xue Wuxian still stood with his hands in his hands, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, "It seems that I am lonely and unheard, I haven't heard much of you before, I didn't expect you to have such strength." ”

Holding the nameless sword in his hand, Chu Ming also carried one hand behind him, with a light and light face, "It's just a false name, it doesn't matter if you have heard of it or not." ”

"Oh, that's interesting!

And Chu Ming also had cyclones around him, building a wind wall in the middle of the platform. There was still a lot of snow falling on him, but none of them could float to Chu Ming's side.

Suddenly, both of them moved, turned into two afterimages, and kept colliding into each other.