Unconsciously, half a year has passed, and during this time, the outer disciples of the Zhengyi Sect rarely appear outside, because the year-end competition every three years is about to begin, and this half year is their final sprint stage, so most of them are working hard in their own rooms, but there are also a small number of people who think that they have no hope of ranking in the top four hundred, so it is better to come out and take a stroll and take a look at this last scenery. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In a strange world, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the sky is blue, the air is fresh, the vitality is abundant, like a paradise, not far away a young man sits cross-legged, quietly cultivating there, yes, this young man is Ye Feng who has been cultivating in this world for five years.

Ye Feng knew that his qualifications were mediocre, so he had not slackened in the past five years, and half a year ago, he had cultivated the 'Positive Xuangong' to the peak of the fourth layer, and in the following half a year, he was ready to cultivate to the fifth layer with his strong vitality.

Suddenly, at this moment, I saw that the surrounding vitality continued to accelerate towards Ye Feng's body, Ye Feng pinched the Dao technique, and the speed of the vitality became faster and faster, forming a small whirlwind around him.

Ye Feng suddenly shouted "Break", as if something in his body had broken through the shackles, and then the vitality around him calmed down, Ye Feng opened his eyes, two rays of light flashed, and then he spit out a breath of turbidity, and said with relief, "Finally broke through to the early stage of the fifth layer, five years finally made me no longer lag behind, now Dabi should be almost there, it's time to go out," and then his mind moved, and disappeared.

Ye Feng was wearing a plain robe, holding a paper fan, looking like a scholar, with the great increase in skill, Ye Feng's mood was also brisk, he liked this dress very much, he thought that the scholar's chic and elegant temperament is very suitable for getting close to nature, which is of great benefit to cultivators, of course, it is only worn in casual time, and the competition still has to wear a strong suit.

On this day, he walked on the forest path of the sect, looking at the surrounding scenery, leisurely.

"Yo, isn't this one of the duo of the Fudo Ming King?What about your old partner?" At this time, an untimely voice reached Ye Feng's ears, as if it was deliberate.

Ye Feng turned his head to look, and five figures not far away walked towards this side, and what he said just now was what the person in the middle said, this person looked about the same age as Ye Feng, wearing gorgeous clothes, well-proportioned, handsome, and looking like a rich boy.

And Ye Feng recognized that this person's name was Qian Meng, born in an aristocratic family, and after coming to Zhengmen, relying on the money in his family, he formed a gang and formed a faction, specializing in bullying people like Ye Feng who had no money, no strength and no qualifications, and the bullied people could only swallow their anger, Ye Feng and Cheng Peng were often deliberately bullied by him.

I saw Qian Meng's face mocking, and then he said, "Ye Feng, look at what you are wearing, have you given up Dabi in three days, and are ready to go down the mountain to be a little white face for the rich woman, haha!" and the four people who followed Qian Meng also laughed in agreement.

When the nearby disciples heard that there was movement here, they all came over with the mentality of watching the excitement, and slowly more and more.

Ye Feng has been contemptuous of people like Qian Meng since he was a child, and he doesn't like to deal with them, although he is now cultivating to make great progress, he doesn't want to have much to do with this kind of person, so he calmed down, ignored the other party and turned around and planned to leave.

Qian Meng saw that Ye Feng was about to leave, thinking that he was afraid that he was pretending to be calm, so his expression was even more presumptuous, and he just wanted to count the falling Ye Feng.

"Qian Meng, you despicable villain, relying on many people to bully your fellow disciples, there is a kind of you going to fight with Li Yuntian"

Hearing this voice, several people looked at the same time, only to see a figure coming hurriedly from a distance, Cheng Peng was also nearby just now, heard the movement here, and had no intention of coming, but after a closer look, he found that the figure was a bit like Ye Feng, so he came over to see it clearly, and when he got closer, he found that it was indeed Ye Feng, who was being troubled by Qian Meng, so he walked out, intending to resist together, after all, they are good brothers.

"Xiaopeng" Ye Feng was moved by Cheng Peng's heart when he saw the people who came to his side, knowing that he saw that he was being troubled and couldn't bear to be bullied.

At this time, Qian Meng sneered and said: "Who am I, it turns out that there is a waste again, this time, the 'Fudo Ming King Duo' is all together, I will find the province, and the brothers will give it to me" said and rushed towards Ye Feng and the two of them.

Cheng Peng just wanted to rush over, but Ye Feng stopped him.

Ye Feng figured out that blindly forbearance can only make things more troublesome, and cultivation is originally to fight with people and the sky, feeling the concentration of vitality in the bodies of several people on the opposite side that they have just cultivated to the third layer, and they can easily deal with it alone, so he stopped Cheng Peng, and he met him on tiptoe.

Ye Feng toe a little to the ground, twisted a whip leg in the air and kicked at the face of Qian Meng's son who rushed over, poor Qian Meng just wanted to block with his arm, but his movements were too slow and he was kicked out three feet away and motionless, it seemed that he had fainted.

Originally, a few people were bullying the weak by relying on the number of people, but the other four people saw that Ye Feng kicked the most powerful Qian on his side with one easy move, and they were afraid and didn't dare to fight again, so they ran away with Qian Meng.

Seeing this situation, the surrounding disciples discussed a lot, but it caused a big and small turmoil.

Cheng Peng, who had just woken up from the shock, said enviously, "Xiaofeng, why did you suddenly become so powerful?"

Night Wind smiled, "I don't know, maybe it's a sudden enlightenment." ”

"Although Qian Meng is misbehaving, but last time he was ranked three hundred and twenty, I heard that he has recently broken through to the third layer of 'Zheng Xuangong', and he actually let you defeat it in one move, it seems that you don't have to go down the mountain, pity me alone" Although Qian Meng's heart was unbalanced, he was still happy for his brother, so he teased.

"Xiao Meng, don't worry, if you need anything in the future, come to me at any time" Ye Feng knew that after this big competition, the two of them were going to embark on two different paths, and they didn't know when they would see each other in the future, so they couldn't help but be a little sentimental, so they said again, "Let's go, our two brothers must have a big drink today, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return."

So, the two walked to the cafeteria together.

When Ye Feng came back, it was late at night, looking at the bright moon outside the window, he couldn't help but think of his deceased parents, his father was a genius since he was a child, and he heard his mother say that every time his disciple was ranked first than his father, he cultivated 'Zheng Xuan Gong' to the peak of the ninth layer at the age of eighteen, and then began to practice Zhengyi Zhenshan Peerless 'Zheng Yi', and at the age of thirty-five, he will' Zhengyi's cultivation is successful, except for the sect master and the elder elders, it is difficult to meet opponents again, so my father became the youngest inner door elder in the door, if it wasn't for that accident, my father would very likely become the next head of the sect. The saddest thing is the tiger father and dog son, his father has been a genius since he was a child, and Ye Feng's qualifications are mediocre, if he didn't get the time wheel by chance, he would have achieved nothing in his life.

Ye Feng packed up his mood and didn't think about anything else, since God gave him a chance to turn over, then he must grasp it, he can't have the slightest slackness, and his mind moves at the moment and enters the roulette world.

Ye Feng said in his heart, there are still three days to compare, in the roulette world, it is thirty days, and he can't be lazy in these thirty days, and strive to make his internal strength stronger.

Three days later, in the morning, Ye Feng walked out of his house, and today was Dabi, so he changed into a black suit, walked out of the door and walked towards the sect's martial arts training ground.

The martial arts training ground was already full of outer disciples, Ye Feng came to see that there were ten martial arts platforms in the martial arts training ground, and he knew that the rules were the same as before, five hundred outer disciples were randomly divided into ten groups, fifty people in each of the ten groups, and the one with the same number among the fifty people was the opponent, and the remaining twenty-five people were randomly selected by the referee to fight against two numbers, and finally the top two winners were compared in each martial arts platform, and these twenty people were randomly opposed to determine the final winner.

The sect stipulates that the top three have different rewards, the first is a sword, a psychic pill, this psychic pill can make people approach the aura when cultivating to speed up the absorption of aura, the second place is a sword, a strong bone pill, as the name suggests, can make your own body stronger, but its own kilometers have no growth at will than the psychic pill to think a lot, and the third place is only a sword.

Ye Feng looked up at the surroundings of the martial arts training ground at this time, and the seats around him were already full of people one after another, the first few rows were the elders of the outer gate and some disciples of the inner gate, and the rest were the outer disciples waiting for the competition.

Ye Feng knew that the game was about to start, walked to a big box, reached out and took out a number, looked down and saw that it was No. 13 in Group C, knowing that it was his turn until the first twelve groups of competitions were over, and then walked to the seat near the competition platform in Group C and sat down.

When Ye Feng sat down, he looked around, but he didn't see Cheng Peng, it should be that the two were not in a group, and then looked at the competition platform, and an elder referee walked up and began to talk about the rules of the game.

Ye Feng knew that the game was about to start.