Feng Ping didn't hear the discussion of everyone in the audience, he was now completely shocked, among the inner disciples, there was someone who could not lose to him in light skills.

"One hundred thousand urgent!"

Feng Ping pointed out, and the void was full of fingers, and the fingers cracked the air, and the sound of sneering was endless.

Puff puff......

Ye Chen's figure was suddenly broken down and scattered, and it turned out to be an afterimage.

"Your light work is nothing more than that. Ye Chen's voice came from behind Feng Ping.

Feng Ping was annoyed and angry, his body was like a whirlwind, spinning violently, and countless fingers shot out in all directions, some of which pierced the stone pillars on the edge of the platform.

Ye Chen's eyes were sharp, his body flashed, shuttling between countless fingers, these fingers were not fired at the same time, there were always front and back, fast and slow, with strong body control ability and speed, Ye Chen entered and entered without interruption, saw the stitches, and shook five steps in front of Feng Ping.

"How is it possible, you can't hit him like this. ”

Including Xiao Ye and Zhou Ruo, all the inner disciples in the audience were stunned, and their mouths opened slightly.

People with eyesight know that speed alone can't avoid all the fingers, after all, the gap between each finger is very small, the small one is negligible, and these fingers are not arranged, they are disorderly, there is no way to find the law, if you want to pass through it, eyesight, mental strength, physical strength, speed, reaction and the overall situation must reach the upper level.

At the elder's seat, the Great Elder said with a smile: "This son is good, there are not many people who can beat Feng Ping in light skills. ”

The second elder nodded, "Feng Ping's style should not be underestimated, but after all, it is not as good as the other party's old and spicy, and his proficiency is also a step behind." ”

"Haha, the appearance of three potential disciples in a row is a blessing for my Liuyun Sect!"

On the stage, Ye Chen punched out, and he shook Feng Ping neatly.

"Ye Chensheng!"

The deacon of the draw was stunned and shouted.

Ye Chen was not too proud, his body slipped, and he landed next to Wu Zongming in an instant.

Wu Zongming was enthusiastic when he saw it just now, and said excitedly: "It's amazing, even Senior Brother Feng Ping's light skills can't match you." ”

"He can't comprehend the true meaning of the wind yet, it's just the speed of the wind. "The wind is formless and phaseless, if Feng Ping can comprehend it, Ye Chen will naturally not be able to match him in light skills.

Feng Ping stepped down in despair, losing to others in light skills, which hit him hard, after all, he was still full of confidence before, thinking that he could easily solve Ye Chen.

The tenth round of competition is over.

The deacon of the lottery will report the points score.

"Group 7, first place Ye Chen, 20 points, 2nd place Feng Ping, 18 points, 3rd place ......"

The top three teams in the group stage qualified for the final, and Feng Ping was not eliminated.

Soon, the top three teams were also lined up by other groups.

Wu Zongming lost too many games and lost the qualification for the finals, Zhang Haoran only lost one game and ranked second, as for Li Yun and Tie Feng, they both advanced with the first place in the group.

No matter how exciting the game is, you have to eat, and it's already noon.

The Grand Elder stood up and announced that the final would take place in the afternoon.

The cafeteria of the inner disciples of the Liuyun Sect.

"I really can't imagine that three strongmen have emerged from this class of inner disciples, one Li Yun, one Tie Feng, and one Ye Chen. ”

"Li Yun's swordsmanship is so strong, I still haven't figured out how he defeated Senior Brother Dong Haohua. ”

"Tie Feng is not bad, he solved Senior Brother Seinfeld with three legs, and he is as stable as a mountain. ”

"You say, Ye Chen, in addition to his light skills, how are he in other aspects?"

"I guess it's a light skill! But if you want to defeat him, you must be in the top six of the top ten disciples of the inner sect. ”

"Well, no matter how powerful the light skill is, if the attack power is not good, it will not be able to defeat Senior Brother Li Mad and the others. ”

"Yes! Except for Feng Ping, Dong Haohua and Song Fei, the other seven have not revealed their full strength, and they have not even shown seventy percent of their strength, it is difficult to win them, and they must not be too bad in every aspect. ”

"Don't say it, besides, I can't eat with excitement, I really want to see the finals soon, at that time, the top ten disciples of the inner gate will definitely go all out, the peak showdown of the inner disciples!"

In the afternoon.

The martial arts square was boiling again, and it was several times more lively than in the morning.

On the central platform, the Great Elder raised his voice and said: "The finals are divided into a knockout round and a ranking match, and twenty people will be eliminated in the knockout round, and only ten are left, and the ranking competition will determine the ranking of the top ten disciples of this year's inner gate,......

Below, Ye Chen heard it clearly, there are ten rounds of knockouts, which are divided into three platforms, but there are no fixed personnel on each platform, that is to say, whoever is drawn will be on it, and it is possible on which platform.

After ten rounds, the top ten points will become the top ten disciples of this year's inner gate.

After becoming one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, there is also a ranking match, which is the most complicated and requires many games, not to mention for the time being.

"Now, the finals have officially begun. The Great Elder raised his true qi and raised his voice.

Rumble!

There was a lot of noise in the audience, and everyone was supporting their favorite inner disciples.

"The first platform, Seinfeld vs. Jiang Hao!"

"The second platform, Li Yun vs. Wu Yuan!"

"The third platform, Meng Chong vs. Feng Ping!"

There was no suspense in the match between the first platform and the second platform, and the third platform was a little interesting, after all, this was a duel between the top ten disciples of the inner sect in the last session, which immediately caused a tsunami of cheers.

Six people took the stage one after another.

Not surprisingly, Seinfeld and Li Yun easily defeated their opponents and scored two points.

And the battle for the third platform has not yet begun.

Feng Ping looked at Meng Chong with great solemnity, as one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, there were two people he didn't want to meet the last time, one was the ghost sword Li Mad, and the other was the blood shadow sword Meng Chong.

Ghost Sword Li Mad's swordsmanship is unpredictable, unguardable, and his strength is slightly inferior, and there is almost no way to threaten him, and Meng Chong is even more terrifying, his advantage is overwhelming, and his quality is top-notch in all aspects, and it is almost impossible to have hope when he meets him.

It's just that Feng Ping still wants to take a knife from Meng Chong's hand, no matter what, he is also one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, and he was flattened by a knife, and his face can't pass the test.

Meng Chong grinned and said, "Feng Ping, are you thinking about how to walk through my hand." ”

"Give up this plan! Your strength is too far from mine. ”

Approaching Feng Ping step by step, Meng Chong's right hand was placed on the handle of the knife.

Flash!

Feng Ping's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly swept to the side, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"You can't escape!"

Almost no one saw how Meng Chong took out the knife, only saw the blood-red knife flash away.

The next moment, Feng Ping's figure was revealed, and the clothes on his chest were torn with a narrow knife mark that extended to his waist.

haha！

daxiao a few times, Meng Chong turned around and walked off the stage.

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