"Get out of the way!"

In the midst of retreating, Guo Jun's face suddenly showed a look of rage, and suddenly his palms were closed, and the flame fist spread in a fan shape, within a radius of more than ten zhang, the fire vitality rushed towards him frantically.

"Die!"

Guo Jun slashed vertically with both palms, cut the dragon-shaped fist power at once, and then sneered, swept a few steps towards Ling Xiao's side, and his palms swept out in an instant.

The fire energy condensed into a huge fire fan, two or three feet high, the fire rose against the storm, and the flames rose to the sky.

"You can be proud of yourself for pushing me to such a point. ”

"Really?"

Ling Xiao remained silent, and suddenly his body moved, and he rushed forward against the flame giant fan.

"Idiot, kill yourself. ”

How high the temperature of the "Huoyun Fan" is, only Guo Jun himself knows best, but now that this kid has actually bumped into it by himself, it can only be said that he has been beaten stupid.

"Open it for me!"

At this moment, I saw a flaming figure rushing out of the flame fan, and the clothes all over his body were swaying. But there was an invisible barrier around him that made it impossible for the fire to penetrate at all.

"If you have any other tricks, go ahead. ”

Ling Xiao sneered. Immediately, with a wave of his left hand, a fist smashed the flame fan behind him to pieces. Shattered flames swirled around him, making him look like a god of fire.

"Guo Jun was suppressed in the artistic conception of fire, it is incredible. ”

This game attracted the attention of many people, including several disciples in the top ten of the inner gate.

"No way, Guo Jun and this kendo genius are both comprehended by the artistic conception of fire, although there is still a little gap between the two in terms of cultivation, but this Lingxiao's artistic conception of fire has been comprehended to the point of half-fire. It is inherently suppressive to the artistic conception of fire at the entry level. ”

The one who spoke was a young man in a strong suit, but he was in his twenties, ranking fifth among the inner disciples, called Miao Chong.

"Hmm. This is indeed a problem, among the inner disciples, only the top three people may have comprehended the artistic conception to about one percent. And most of us are still at the point of beginners or half-percentage, and it seems that this little junior brother is about to catch up with us in this regard. ”

Next to Miao Chong. She is the fourth-ranked master in the inner gate, and she is a very beautiful woman named Qi Ying, although she looks soft and weak on the outside, her strength is only slightly worse than the top three people in the inner gate.

"No way. It broke my "fire cloud fan" so easily. It must have been this kid's luck just now, it must have been. Boy, don't think that you will be complacent if you break my 'Fire Cloud Fan', and understand you with your next move. ”

Guo Jun's face suddenly became very ugly, among the inner disciples, he was the only one who comprehended the artistic conception of fire, so no one had ever suppressed him in the artistic conception, but he didn't expect that this kid was also the artistic conception of fire, and the suppression was so obvious.

"Damn, give me defeat!"

Even if there is artistic conception suppression, Guo Jun still doesn't think that the other party can defeat him, after all, he is the tenth disciple of the inner gate, how can he lose in the hands of a martial artist at the peak of the early stage of the condensation realm.

"The waves of fire are monstrous!"

With this move, Guo Jun has exerted his strength to the extreme, and the fire is like a wave, wave after wave, which is bound to swallow Ling Xiao into it.

"One trick broke you!"

Ling Xiao knew that this person was almost exhausted, and he no longer wasted time, his body rose from the ground and slammed down with a punch.

"Pan-style!"

In mid-air, a huge fist phantom suddenly appeared, and behind the fist shadow, there seemed to be a golden snake lurking, although the shape could not be seen clearly, but it exuded an aura of choosing people to devour.

Bang!

Ling Xiao rolled the fire wave back with a punch, and now his fist power has reached more than 17,000 catties, even if he only uses the close-quarters boxing method, it is not something that just Guo Jun can resist.

Burst!

Guo Jun's chest suddenly sank, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from the sky, and his body was hit by the inverted wave of fire and fist strength together, which was equivalent to bearing the attack of two people at the same time, and the true qi of the body protection outside the body was broken almost instantly.

Poof!

Guo Jun's body fell outside the competition platform, his face pale.

"The third game of the 10th group, the fifth wins. ”

As the referee elder announced the result, the people below collectively lost their voices, and after a long while, a fiery discussion broke out.

"Guo Jun was defeated, it's incredible, this is the first top ten disciples of the inner gate to be defeated. ”

"This kendo genius is really unfathomable, it seems that in the previous six rounds, he has not used real kung fu. ”

Suddenly, someone sneered and said coldly: "Do you think that he has used real kung fu in this scene? Don't you forget, this Ling Xiao is not an ordinary martial artist, he is a real sword cultivator! But have you seen that he has ever drawn his sword from beginning to end?"

As soon as the man's voice fell, everyone looked at each other.

Someone swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said dryly: "It seems to be ............ It's really like this, a sword cultivator, without even using a sword, defeated the tenth disciple of the inner gate, so how strong is his strength, can he enter the top five of the inner gate?"

"Hehe, it seems that in this Inner Sect Disciple Competition, in addition to one Ling Jian Yi who can threaten the top ten of the Inner Gate, now this Ling Xiao will be added. ”

Not far away, Yue Hao and He Dieying were standing together, discussing in a low voice.

"This Ling Xiao should still be hiding his strength, otherwise, why didn't he even pull out his sword when dealing with Guo Jun. ”

He Dieying frowned slightly, although Guo Jun's strength was not as good as her, but if she was asked to clean up Guo Jun without using her weapons, I was afraid that it would still be impossible.

"How strong his strength is, you can only know if you have fought it, but at present, it is still unlikely to threaten the top three people in the inner gate, you know, Wang Baifeng and You Ao Xiao Ke have already broken through to the late stage of the condensation realm. ”

"Aren't you the same? ”

He Dieying looked at Yue Hao next to him, a little speechless.

"Hehe, I'm only at the bottom of the top three, don't think too highly of me. Yue Hao's iron fan shook slightly, and his tone was indifferent.

But He Dieying on the side didn't believe his words at all, among the top three in the inner door, Wang Baifeng was characterized by indifference, cold, and colder, while You Aoxiao was domineering and domineering, as for Yue Hao beside him, it was really like a cloud, which made people unable to see clearly.

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

The tenth round of the qualifiers ended quickly, Ling Xiao still maintained a winning streak, and even in the last two games, his opponents took the initiative to admit defeat and did not need him to play at all.

"The top two in each group of this qualifier are announced below, and these people will enter the final round to re-determine this year's top ten disciples of the inner sect. ”

"The first group, Wang Baifeng, Qianyuan ............"

"The second group, You Aoxiao, Lang Feng"

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

"Group 10, Ling Xiao, Guo Jun ............"

Ling Xiao's group is the first. is well deserved, after all, he has defeated the strongest Guo Jun in the ten groups, and proved his strength with facts. This year's top ten disciples of the inner door are destined to be reshuffled.

And the nine groups over there. Something seems to have gone wrong.

Ling Jian unexpectedly swept the strongest "Huanhua Sword" Li Weiying in nine groups, and qualified with the first place in the group points, the same as Ling Xiao.

Li Weiying's swordsmanship cultivation is actually quite skillful, otherwise she would not have won the ninth place in last year's Inner Disciple Competition, but even so, she still failed to cause too much trouble for Ling Jianyi, and Ling Jianyi's son and mother made a series of sword shots. Li Weiying was defeated with one move, becoming the second top ten disciples of the inner door to be defeated in this inner disciple competition.

"Dark horse, this Ling Xiao and Ling Jianyi are definitely the biggest dark horses this year. Among the other eight groups, the top ten disciples of the inner gate all maintained a winning record and advanced, except for the ninth group and the tenth group, the two top ten disciples of the inner door lost one after another. ”

"I don't know who is stronger between Ling Jianyi and Ling Xiao, anyway, both of them are masters of using swords. The competition between the two of them should be very interesting. ”

"I think Ling Xiao should have a better chance of winning, after all, he has been hiding his strength before, don't forget, his strongest is sword strength and swordsmanship. ”

"Not necessarily. Although Ling Jianyi didn't comprehend the sword momentum, his "Shadowless Sword Technique" made him uncanny and unexpected, didn't he see that Li Weiying was defeated by his sword? ”

"Nonsense, I bet 10,000 taels to win, do you dare to bet?"

"Why don't you dare. ”

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

Around the strongest twenty inner disciples, the people below have already been discussing, whether it is the inner disciples of the Tianmen Sect, the outer disciples, or the guests on the viewing platform, everyone is looking forward to the next finals, some people even opened a gambling game, betting on the final ranking, and some people are already fighting for the object of their support.

"You're Ling Xiao?"

Suddenly, Ling Jianyi walked near Ling Xiao and looked at him with burning eyes, his eyes full of strong battle intent.

"Well, I am. ”

Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows and responded.

"Haha, I didn't expect your progress to be so fast, originally I thought that in this Inner Disciple Competition, among the masters with swords, only the "Double Sword" Chu Zhen could fight with me, but now I will definitely have to add you. ”

Ling Jianyi showed a look of excitement on his face, this time in the Inner Disciple Competition, he didn't come for the ranking, he just wanted to fight with the famous swordsmanship masters of the Tianmen Sect, but now the "Ghost Shadow Sword" Chen Mu and the "Huanhua Sword" Li Weiying have all been defeated in his hands, so the only thing left is the "Double Sword" Chu Zhen, and this kendo genius who can't see through the depths, but has long been famous.

Ling Xiao smiled faintly: "Then thank you for looking up to me." ”

"I'm looking forward to fighting you. ”

Ling Jian laughed and turned to leave.

On the other side, after announcing the candidates for the final round, the Great Elder suddenly pressed down with his hands.

Thundered!

The fifty special tournament platforms for the group stage all sank into the ground, leaving only the huge tournament platform in the middle, which was extremely dazzling.

"The final is still based on the point system, which is divided into ten rounds, with ten games in each round. However, after each round, we will arrange similar inner disciples to conduct the next round of competition according to the current scores, and below, the final officially begins. ”

"In the first game of the first round, Wei Hai vs. Qi Ying. ”

Wow!

The crowd below boiled all at once, because Qi Ying was a popular player in this ranking competition, her appearance was already outstanding among all the female disciples, and her own strength was very strong, only a little weaker than the top three in the inner gate, and she was the idol in the hearts of many female disciples in this sect.

"Senior Sister Qi Ying, come on. ”

"Support Senior Sister Qi Ying. ”

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

At this moment, the top twenty inner disciples were all gathered together, and Ling Xiao and Yue Hao were standing together, after all, among these people, he and Yue Hao knew each other.

"Qi Ying's popularity is still so high. ”

Yue Hao smiled slightly and looked at the two people on the competition platform.

Ling Xiao nodded, Qi Ying's popularity is really speechless, even the No. 1 "amazing gun" Wang Baifeng, I'm afraid he doesn't have such a high popularity.

"Hmph, woman. ”

You Aoxiao on the side pursed his lips disdainfully, popularity is such a thing, and it can't improve his strength, so he doesn't care whether his popularity is high or low.

On the stage.

Wei Hai's face was solemn, his strength was actually similar to Chen Mu, this time he was able to qualify as the second in the group, in fact, there was a certain element of luck in it, but he didn't expect to meet the fourth-ranked inner disciple in the first game of the finals.

"Senior Sister Qi Ying, please advise. ”

Wei Hai's tone was very solemn, and he didn't dare to underestimate Qi Ying's soft and weak appearance.

"Please. ”

Qi Ying smiled slightly, her expression was very soft.

"Whisker!"

Wei Hai used the palm technique, the moves were skillful, the palm shadow flicked, and the true qi was like a wave, attacking Qi Ying wave after wave.

Different from Wei Hai's solemnity, Qi Ying's expression can be said to be an understatement, the palm wind hit, only to see her flick her hands, Wei Hai's true qi was all rolled back.

Touch!

Wei Hai's face turned pale, and he was actually hit by his own palm wind and fell off the competition platform.

In an instant, the disciples below erupted in earth-shattering cheers, especially female disciples, which showed Qi Ying's high popularity.

"The gap is too big. ”

Yue Hao shook his head, although Wei Hai and Qi Ying were both cultivators at the peak of the middle stage of the Condensation Realm, but Qi Ying had comprehended the artistic conception for more than a year or two, and he only made a move, just using a trace of artistic conception, but Wei Hai still didn't have the slightest power to resist.

"In the first game of the first round, Qi Ying won. ”

The referee elder came up to announce the results, and after a few games, there was no competition between the top ten disciples of the inner sect, and it seemed that the elders deliberately made them stagger in the previous rounds.

In the eighth scene, Ling Xiao vs. Lang Feng.

Lang Feng is the second place in the second group, and he is only two points behind You Aoxiao in points, and these two points are lost to You Aoxiao.

As soon as he got on the field, Lang Feng's face was very solemn, he hadn't seen the previous competition of this kendo genius, he hadn't seen it carefully, half of the artistic conception of fire, coupled with Xiaocheng's sword momentum, except for the top five people in the inner door, I am afraid that no one dares to say that he will win this kendo genius.

"Senior Brother Ling, please advise. ”

"Please. ”

Lang Feng quickly stepped back, and at the same time took out his own blade, which was a chain gun.

"Flying Star!"

Lang Feng jumped into the air, and the chain gun in his hand formed a circle of light, like a meteor falling, straight to the top of Ling Xiao's head.

Ling Xiao took a deep breath and pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword.

"Phantom Sword Style!"

"Look, look, Ling Xiao is finally ready to draw his sword!"

"I'm really looking forward to it, I didn't expect that after entering the finals, this kendo genius will finally draw his sword. ”

Many inner disciples were blushing with excitement, and many of them wanted to see with their own eyes how far this kendo genius's current strength had progressed, and whether he had the strength to threaten the top five of the inner gate.

"Slash!"

Laugh at!

A line of sword light instantly penetrated the aperture in Lang Feng's hand, and with a flash of sword light, there was already an extra sword mark on his chest, and Ling Xiao's figure had disappeared in front of his eyes.

"Hey, that's the end of it, I don't see anything at all. ”

"It's a fast sword, it's crisp and neat, it's not muddy at all, and it's surprisingly fast. Unexpected, really unexpected, it seems that this kendo genius still has a lot of hidden strength, which is not visible at all. ”

"Hehe, it's a bit interesting, I didn't even use the sword momentum, and the swordsmanship skills alone are so strong. ”

Chu Zhen's five fingers of his right hand flicked quickly on the hilt of the sword, almost becoming a phantom, encountering this kind of kendo genius, swordsmanship master, even a genius disciple like him couldn't help but want to fight Ling Xiao.

"But that's not all you're capable of, I hope you don't disappoint me. ”

In this inner disciple competition, two dark horse disciples with swords appeared all of a sudden, both of whom were kendo masters, if Chu Zhen was not excited at all, it was absolutely impossible.

In the last game of the first round of the finals, You Aoxiao played against Li Weiying.

This was perhaps the most eye-catching battle in the first round, as Li Weiying had previously lost to Ling Jianyi, so in the first round, Ling Jianyi took her place in the top ten, and she ran into You Aoxiao.

Li Weiying's nickname is "Huanhua Sword", and her swordsmanship is very good-looking, but she is still full of solemnity when she faces You Aoxiao, the second-ranked existence among the inner disciples.

"Li Weiying, I won't show mercy just because you are a woman. ”

You Aoxiao laughed, flew up and jumped onto the competition platform, and immediately, it seemed that the entire table shook with it, which scared the inner disciples next to him.

"It's a humanoid beast. ”

Many people broke out in a cold sweat.

Li Weiying's eyebrows are frowned, her swordsmanship is known for her dexterity, in fact, she hates to meet opponents like You Aoxiao who like to fight hard, and this person's hard skills are not ordinarily strong.

"One punch. ”

You Aoxiao waved his fist at Li Weiying, grinned, and then his body moved sharply, bringing up an overwhelming wind that swept towards Li Weiying.

"Rain Blows Flowers!"

Li Weiying swept out with a sword, and the air was full of sharp sword qi, sealing all the gaps in front of her, like a drizzle covering the sky and making people have no place to hide.

"This level of attack is useless. Defeat me!"

You Aoxiao laughed, and a punch slammed into it.