In the third game, Mu Ruyue won.

The undoubted voice spread out from the female monk's mouth, rippling across Fengwang Peak, and clearly reaching the ears of everyone around her, including the many people watching the battle on the giant peak thousands of feet away.

Cultivators all over the world, as everyone knows, how important is the control of Yuan Li, Yuan Li is equivalent to the internal force of the practitioner himself, the depth of Yuan Li depends on the length of cultivation time, and the quality of Yuan Li is related to the exercises he has practiced.

If you squander your own Yuan Power in a brutal way, and the consumption of Yuan Power is too large, this is a cultivator who has no understanding of control power, and if you can be a little more skillful and know how to calculate the Yuan Power consumption brought by attacking Yuan Jue, and analyze the extent of the opponent's Yuan Force consumption, it is a practitioner who has inferior control power.

And the best expression of the control of the middle vehicle, just like ordinary people prying stones, with the help of some external tools to achieve two or two thousand catties, it is the control of the middle vehicle, and it is also a relatively clever control, and the people who can achieve this level of control are all practitioners with a deep understanding of the yuan force.

However, like the duel between Fang Cai Mu Ruyue and Lei Mo, it is the expression of Yuan Li's superior control, Mu Ruyue relied on her almost flawless control of Yuan Li, just moved a wisp of Yuan Force to illusion a fluttering but extremely powerful snowflake, and then dissolved into her own sword intent, so that the snowflake that was as light as nothing was enough to have the power to destroy several giant peaks, and the technique was amazing.

Lei Mo also has superior control, but from the perspective of Fang Cai, the technique is far from being as perfect and neat as Mu Ruyue, so that the thunder and lightning that he blasted out were shattered by the snowflakes containing sword intent, and then he decisively admitted defeat.

He lost unjustly, and he was also convinced, his eyes full of appreciation and amazement.

Chu Feng was different to Ma Yunchao. The fourth game has arrived.

"The royal game, three games have passed, and the winner is the reverse soul, Guo Chen, Mu Ruyue, now the fourth game is open, if there is no accident, the winner is definitely Chu Fengyi, so it seems that it is the four of them who have advanced to the next round of the draw. ”

"From this point of view, it's still impossible to say who will end up with the title of 'emperor'. ”

The sound of discussion on the rocky wall viewing platform quietly spreads, they may not be able to see some fine collisions, but the prediction of the situation is also very unique, and for the spectators, what they are most looking forward to is the result.

Guo Chen is definitely a dark horse, his ranking on the Void Realm list has risen to the lowest sixth, in the next round of the draw competition, even if he loses, he is still qualified to compete for the fifth place in the Void Realm List, so some of the students who watched the battle began to admire him, and even some began to worship, his eyes were full of admiration.

Up to now, Guo Chen's prestige in the Thousand Spirits Academy has only really stabilized, it was all hearsay in the past, but after the verification of this 'level' competition, all kinds of doubts in the hearts of those students have disappeared, and they are no longer as skeptical as in the past.

During the discussion of the students on the rocky wall viewing platform, Chu Fengyi, who had a surge of displeasure on his face, had already fallen on the royal platform, as if it was because he saw that Mu Ruyue's control was so strong, at this time, he was fluctuating and cold, and he looked particularly terrifying, but the strong had the momentum of the strong, no matter how calm Chu Fengyi looked at this time, and how gloomy his eyes were, but he couldn't hide the admiration and admiration of those students on the viewing platform.

This is the unique temperament of the strong, cold and killing.

Ma Yunchao, who stood more than ten meters in front of him, was completely different, probably because of the winter climate, coupled with the fierce mountain wind of Fengwangfeng, in the extraordinarily cold weather, Ma Yunchao trembled and trembled, his eyes were extremely jealous and glanced at Chu Fengyi, suddenly the hairs on his whole body stood up, and the whole person suddenly became excited, and a wisp of cold to the extreme rose sharply in his heart.

Chu Fengyi glanced at him indifferently, "Make a move, don't waste time." ”

Ma Yunchao arched his trembling hands and said politely: "That... Senior Chu asked for advice. Perhaps because he was too nervous, his palms were already dripping with sweat, and there was a faint light.

Chu Fengyi didn't answer him, but glanced at him casually with an indifferent face, standing extremely arrogantly in the cold wind, his robe hunting in the wind, quite chic.

Lei Mo glanced at him with disdain, "Pretend." He was not discouraged because of his previous loss to Mu Ruyue, in the face of Chu Fengyi's unbeatable expression, he felt unpleasant no matter how he looked at it, and being able to hit Chu Fengyi seemed to him to be a more pleasant thing than getting anything.

On the rock wall viewing platform, countless students held their breath, their eyes fixed on Wang Tai, although they all knew that if the victor belonged to Chu Fengyi without accidents, the battle might be shorter than before, but they still expected that the battle would be a little more exciting, and Chu Fengyi would be able to use unexpected means and things they had never seen.

There are no superfluous words, Ma Yunchao knows that Chu Fengyi holds his own identity and will not take the lead in making a move, he will not admit defeat, his body is like the wind, flashing through the space, and on the way, the aura of Sen Ran, which is like a hell Yama, erupts from his body, and before Chu Fengyi gets close, he suddenly slapped it with a palm!

The palm print was like a storm, carrying a powerful force that was enough to shatter a mountain peak.

Before the palm arrived, the fierce palm wind had already reached Chu Fengyi's body, his whole person was blown to long hair, the white robe was all swept back, and a hoctic voice came out, and the palm print that came was less than two feet away from Chu Fengyi's face, but there was no fear in his eyes, panic, only a deeper and deeper coldness, to the extreme coldness.

The cross wind blew across the royal platform, and the soft long hair mixed with the mountain wind floated in front of Chu Feng's forehead, and suddenly the mountain wind that plucked the long hair had a subtle clanging sound, and this mountain wind turned into a sword-like wind blade, with a sharp edge.

Chu Fengyi's fingers moved slightly, and this sword-like wind blade shot out directly from his forehead, carrying a cold and ferocious aura directly through Ma Yunchao's palmprint, like a bamboo, after shattering this powerful palmprint, Yu Wei was gone, and once again stabbed at Ma Yunchao's palm that he had not had time to retract at lightning speed.

Snort, a slight voice sounded, Ma Yunchao's palm had a small hole as thin as a hair, and red blood poured out, Ma Yunchao's face instantly turned blue, and Chu Fengyi was so strong that Cheng Dù was so strong.

"Diyan Ghost Divine Legs!" Ma Yunchao, who was unwilling to admit defeat, mobilized his Yuan Force to stop the blood pouring out of his palm, with unyielding eyes, his handprints formed like phantoms, and burst out with a rather fierce and gloomy aura, and he deceived Chu Fengyi, his body was like a whirlpool spinning rapidly, setting off a violent wind, and his feet showed an elusive leg technique against Chu Fengyi.

Like a phantom's leg technique sweeping through the space, like hammering a rock, the power is amazing, and many students' pupils are constricted, they recognize Ma Yunchao's attack that won Ling Yun Ash, this should be Ma Yunchao's unintentional powerful inheritance, which made him famous, and even Ling Yun Ember had nothing to do in front of this leg method, and finally lost gloomily.

"Stubborn. ”

Chu Feng's eyes were indifferent, as the peak strength of the Three Transformations Void Yuan Realm, not only was there no shock in his heart, but he was more and more cold, Ma Yunchao's move was undoubtedly because those small fish and shrimp who were on the verge of death were unwilling to accept this fact, and they were dying and trying to turn over and turn into a dragon crossing the river.

This is undoubtedly in front of everyone's eyes, ignoring the prestige of his fourth place on the virtual realm list, how can Chu Fengyi be able to tolerate this Ma Chao who is trying to counterattack, what he hates the most is that he doesn't know the current affairs, but at this time, Ma Yunchao did the same thing as Guo Chen, why didn't Lei Mo, who had to have a hard mouth, know the style so well and automatically admit defeat?

The coldness on Chu Fengyi's body deepened suddenly, his eyes looked indifferently at the leg method that came like a shadow, he stretched out his arm sleeve robe and waved it like lightning, and the seal method quietly fell in his palm, and a wind blade that was about the size of two fingers like a sword, and less than a long one flickered between his fingers, and the sharp edge was undoubtedly revealed.

In the next moment, the space was like a muffled thunder, time seemed to stand still, and the cold mountain wind raging above the huge Fengwang Peak mixed with the huge yuan force was held together by an invisible big hand, and it was instantly compressed to the extreme by Chu Fengyi, condensed in the sharp wind blade at his fingertips, and then shot out like an arrow.

In the eyes of the students watching the battle on the rock wall, the "Earth Yan Ghost God Leg" seemed to be like a paste of paper at this time, the wind blade passed, and the touch shattered, and in just a few breaths, the extremely brutal wind blade seemed to hit the bones, and exploded fiercely on one of the leg shadows of the "Earth Yan Ghost God Leg".

At the same time, Ma Yunchao's whole person was like a pinprick in pain, his body was suddenly tight, his face was distorted, and a terrible roar came out of his throat.

Since the beginning of the "level" competition, Ma Yunchao has been the most seriously injured.

In the third battle of the royal level, the victory and defeat were the most obvious.

"Chu Feng is a student who is among the best in terms of talent and comprehension ability, but his temperament is too ruthless, and he can't mix a grain of sand in his eyes. In the sky, Great Elder Qianmo witnessed this battle throughout the whole process and said slowly.

The Lord of the Prison Heaven Hall on one side did not have the slightest silence, and then responded: "Qianmo, the path of cultivation is like crossing a river by touching stones in the night, the farther you go, the deeper your understanding, and the barriers encountered in the cultivation of breaking through the realm, such as the companions crossing mountains and mountains, the difficulties are clear to us. ”

"Chu Fengyi's resolute and ruthless heart has made him extraordinary, if he changes to another kind of heart, maybe he is just a mediocre student now. ”

"Cultivation is to strengthen one's own heart and move forward without wavering, so that it can be like a bamboo and stand out. ”

Great Elder Qianmo didn't refute, and said calmly: "I'm most afraid that he will destroy himself in the end." ”

In this battle, Chu Feng won an extraordinary victory.