Ye Feng didn't expect that the punishment given to him would be so light, just deprived of half a year's distribution of resources, and he could still participate in the competition.

"Alright, let's go back and prepare for the game!"

Regarding the academy's punishment, those disciples on the high platform showed a natural expression, and they didn't seem surprised, for the genius disciples, the academy would try its best to protect them, and even let them fight each other and grow faster.

After speaking, the mixed yuan real person left, and only Ye Feng and Jian Chengfeng were left in the ring.

Jian Chengfeng didn't seem to expect that the academy would actually give such a painless punishment, staring at Ye Feng with a vicious look in his eyes, and his whole body was full of murderous energy.

"You pray that you don't meet me, or I'll let you taste life worse than death!"

Regarding the academy's punishment, Jian Chengfeng didn't dare to question it, even if he had an idea in his heart, he wouldn't show it, and he could only sprinkle his anger on Ye Feng's body.

"Each other, I will use everything you say to you!"

The corner of Ye Feng's mouth sneered, this sword rode the wind unrepentantly, and was still secretly attacking himself, and now he was openly provocative, making Ye Feng lose his patience, if he encountered it again, he would not show mercy.

Neither man stayed too long and returned to their own area and the game continued.

When he returned to the high platform, he found that Kou Chenlong had come to his senses, and Mei Xiaoyao was waiting on the side, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Senior Brother Ye, thank you for saving me again!"

Kou Chenlong was about to stand up after speaking, and Mei Xiaoyao should have told him what happened just now.

"You lie down, recuperate with peace of mind, hurt the people around me, I will definitely pay it back tenfold!"

Ye Feng motioned for Kou Chenlong to lie down, his injuries were severe, but there was no danger to his life, and it seemed that Jian Chengfeng still didn't dare to kill in public, but fortunately, he didn't hurt his internal organs, and he could recover after a few months of rest.

The game was still going on, and until ten o'clock in the afternoon, more than 200 people were eliminated, and this time Mei Xiaoyao was no exception, and she was defeated in the hands of Danguan Senior Sister Leng Xue, which was still honorable.

After a short break, the ring is still changing, this time it has become twenty rings, and the area is doubled, because in the back, the strength is getting higher and higher, and the destructive power is also stronger, and the area of the ring or the prohibition protection is increasing.

A new round of lottery began, and there were less than twenty people left in Xuan Yuan, and at the end of this round, it is estimated that there are even fewer left.

The rest of the people in Yizhongtian are the most, about fifty people, the Heavenly Star Courtyard is close to fifty people, and some other halls are all twenty or thirty people.

Looking at the bamboo sticks in his hand, Ye Feng drew the number two hundred, ranking relatively low, and it was estimated that it would be the last round of appearance.

Twenty rings lit up instantly, forty disciples fell together, and three senior brothers from Tangkou appeared, namely Qiguan Crazy Knife, He Zijing of Weiwutang, and Ye Wuwu of Wukuiyuan, all three of them defeated their opponents with one move, and so far, no one from each of them has forced them to use the second move.

Half an hour later, another twenty people were eliminated, and the second round continued to start, or forty people appeared, and this time there were four senior brothers from Tangkou, and without accident, they were still promoted.

The third round began soon, and the powerful people were able to advance smoothly, and the level was almost the same, and they didn't want to give up, and there were many rings stained red with blood.

Until the fifth round, Ye Feng appeared, and the opponent was a disciple of the Innate Realm.

"Senior Brother Ye, I know it's not your opponent, I admit defeat!"

This disciple was very knowledgeable and moved to admit defeat, and so far in the game, the first voluntary abandonment has occurred.

"Take!"

Ye Feng hugged a fist and expressed his gratitude.

Back on the high platform, continue to watch the game, until dusk, the round is over, only about 120 people remain, and there are even many people who have defeated their opponents but are seriously injured, and it is difficult to go any further.

"The competition has been so far, everyone has seen it, it is very intense, and it is also very cruel, we all see your expression, I hope you grit your teeth, strive for better results, rest a stick of incense time, and compete for the top sixty!"

The real person stood up and glanced around, and the voice spread through every corner.

Everyone is nervous, today is much different from the past, ten more places to go to the illusion world, the most critical moment is coming, no one wants to be eliminated like this, once lost, the opportunity to go to the illusion world will be lost.

Stop!

The surrounding area was silent, everyone was hurrying up for the final recovery, a large number of True Spirit Pills were taken out and began to swallow them, and those instructors on the various high platforms continued to treat the injured.

A stick of incense time passed quickly, and many people had already opened their eyes, and there was a resoluteness in their eyes, and a powerful momentum began to erupt, and the battle intent was ruthlessly raging.

The lottery has already been sorted out, and the new numbers have been put away, waiting for everyone to continue the draw.

There were only a dozen people left in the Xuan Courtyard, and there were only a dozen in the cage, and they carefully took out one from it one by one, because they were afraid of drawing out a strong opponent, and the thirteen senior brothers of Tangkou were the last thing they wanted to face.

The last bamboo stick was left for Ye Feng, and he reached out and took it out, and it was written on the seventh, Ye Feng was going to play in the first round.

In the end, it doesn't matter who strikes first and who fights later, and the gap in strength is getting closer and closer.

After falling into the No. 7 ring, the opponent had already fallen, and after seeing that it was Ye Feng, this disciple showed a powerful momentum, and the fierce battle intent broke out in an instant.

"This time Ye Feng is in danger, he actually ran into the thunderbolt Tenglong, he is a real martial arts realm, I heard that he was preparing for Dabi a month ago. ”

The moment Ye Feng fell out of the ring, there were disciples around him who shook their heads, thinking that Ye Feng's good luck was about to come to an end.

Ye Feng had also heard some information about the thunderbolt Tenglong, this person was belligerent, a real militant, his famous stunt was a pair of palms, and those who died in his hands could barely make three moves, which was very strong.

"Your reputation has been on the rise recently, I've always wanted to meet you, but because of the opportunity, today we can compete with each other, let me understand what is so strange about you!"

Ye Feng's name has indeed risen wildly in recent months, many inner disciples only know his name, but not his person, young disciples have to be competitive and competitive, and the thunderbolt Tenglong is no exception, wanting to know if the rumors from the outside world are true.

"Each other, the name of the Thunderbolt Dragon, I am also like thunder!"

Ye Feng hugged a punch!

"Please!"

Tenglong made a gesture of invitation and let Ye Feng strike first.

The two of them attacked in an instant, and they collided together in a small space, and a palm wind that was enough to smash a qiē slashed towards Ye Feng's face, and the thunderbolt palm pursued fast, accurate, ruthless, very domineering, and all the shots were killing moves.

"Bang bang bang!"

The two exchanged several moves in a row, and each palm was taken by Ye Feng, unable to break through Ye Feng's defense.

The figures were staggered, the two of them changed angles, and the Thunderbolt Thirteen style was displayed to the fullest.

"Look, Senior Brother Tenglong has already performed the fourth move, and he still can't defeat Ye Feng!"

Someone on the high platform exclaimed, the Thunderbolt Thirteen Style is very powerful, as long as the move is made, it is endless, one move after another, without giving the opponent any chance, until it is hit by the palm technique.

Ye Feng's body was like a fish, shuttling left and right, and every time the thunderbolt palm attacked, it was swimming against Ye Feng's body, unable to hit his body, and those disciples around him were terrified.

"Thunderbolt Palm!"

Five palms in a row did not hit Ye Feng, Tenglong's eyes were cold, and he seemed to be really angry, and he palmed it again, and cast a whirlwind palm, which was superimposed on the sixth to ninth palms, and the three palms were fired in a row.

"Ye Feng is in danger, I know this whirlwind palm, this is a superposition of three palms, the power is incomparable, see how Ye Feng dodges!"

All along, Ye Feng has been dodging, and has not fought back, but now that all sides are blocked by palm prints, everyone wants to see how Ye Feng dodges, or Jedi counterattack.

"Good hand!"

Ye Feng exclaimed, although this set of thunderbolt palm techniques is not as good as his own body and bone shattering fist, it is still not to be underestimated, plus Tenglong cultivated it to the Great Perfection Realm, comprehended the essence of the palm technique, and between the shots, there was a roar, and the body technique cooperated with the palm technique, seamlessly.

The speed of the dragon's attack is getting faster and faster, gradually wrapping Ye Feng, and the range of Ye Feng's activities is gradually narrowing, like a big cocoon chrysalis, controlled by the palm print, if he does not fight back, Ye Feng can only suffer a thunderbolt palm blow.

"Make a move, if you don't make a move, you will die at my hands!"

Seeing that Ye Feng had no intention of fighting back, the thunderbolt Tenglong let out a loud shout, and his palm suddenly accelerated, and he slapped Ye Feng fiercely.

"Not necessarily!"

Ye Feng's voice was very ethereal, his body made an unbelievable angle, his waist condensed into an S-shape, and the palm technique passed through his waist, Ye Feng's footsteps fell, and his body ejected, breaking away from the palm control and appearing outside the circle.

"Ahh

Many people on the high platform let out an exclamation at the same time, stunned by Ye Feng's strange body style, the avoidance was simply wonderful, and the thunderbolt palm swam close to his body, completely unable to understand how Ye Feng left the palm control and rushed out of the extremely small space.

"Boom!"

A palm missed, and the thunderbolt palm slammed into the ring, making a bang, and a large deep pit appeared on the ground, if it hit Ye Feng, it was estimated that it would be seriously injured.

"What a beautiful body, it's just amazing!"

Many disciples watched it as if they were fascinated, one attacked, the other dodged, the attack was like thunder, the dodge was like ethereal, they couldn't imagine it at all, if it were them, would they be able to avoid it from such a small space?

The thunderbolt hand Tenglong was also stunned, and he didn't seem to expect that Ye Feng could dodge his whirlwind palm, and his body method was ejected, and the palm technique struck again, endlessly, even more violent than the palm technique just now, like a rainstorm.

In the face of the overwhelming palm technique, the corner of Ye Feng's mouth drew an arc, and disappeared in place again, no matter how fierce the palm technique, he couldn't get close, Ye Feng wanted to test how powerful the Thunderbolt Thirteen Styles were, if Ye Feng made a move, he would have already defeated Tenglong with one punch.