After a hard battle, the fourteen people who came out from behind were more or less colored, Cheng dù was different, among the fourteen people, there was Ye Ge, seeing the fourteen people returning to the venue one after another, Ye Feng also stood up from his seat leisurely and walked to the center of the field.

Fourteen people's eyes looked at Ye Feng at the same time, and when they saw that Ye Feng didn't have a trace of scars on his whole body except for the clothes on his left shoulder, they couldn't help but shrink their pupils.

Indeed, after a long time of incense, the scar on Ye Feng's left shoulder has been scarred, and the scars have fallen off, and now the left shoulder is intact, and there is no trace of injury at all, and the fight with self is generally quite difficult, Ye Feng was able to win so lightly, which made Ye Ge feel an inexplicable sense of fear.

The charming and beautiful deacon of Qingyunmen on the presiding stage looked at the remaining fifteen people lined up, clapped her hands gently, and suddenly fifteen beauties walked out, holding a plate in her hand, and a fragrant cyan pill was placed on the plate.

The charming beauty on the presiding stage stroked her hair lightly and smiled amorously: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Feng Yueling, I am currently the deacon of Qingyunmen, and I am responsible for presiding over this grand meeting of Qingyunmen to recruit disciples." The one in front of the stage is Dong Gaohua, an elder of our Qingyunmen. The old man in the yellow robe in the center of the audience stood up and sat down again, and the scene resounded with warm applause.

Feng Yueling continued: "The fifteen people who have just passed the second round of assessment will each be given a pill, which can heal their injuries by taking it, and then proceed to the final round of assessment. ”

Fifteen beauties walked gracefully in front of everyone, Ye Feng didn't blink his eyes, he directly picked up the pill on the plate, stuffed it into his arms, and didn't take it, how could he not take advantage of it? This pill is a good thing. The beautiful woman with the plate laughed softly, and Ye Feng ignored it directly.

The remaining fourteen people all picked up the pills on their plates and took them, and after a while, the scars on each body were completely healed, and their fighting spirit had returned to their peak state, which surprised them.

Feng Yueling clapped her hands again, and the fifteen beauties gave a salute in unison, with bright smiles blooming like a hundred flowers, and then retreated.

Feng Yueling smiled charmingly: "Congratulations to the fifteen teenagers who have entered our final assessment. Now, I'm going to announce the eventual prize item. ”

With a light tap of their hands, the three beauties walked out from behind the stage, each holding a wooden box in their hands, which was covered with a red cloth, and they couldn't see what was underneath.

Feng Yueling lifted the first piece of red cloth, and a piece of purple-gold iron was quietly placed there, and explained: "Good refining materials, purple gold iron." ”

There was an exclamation from the audience, purple gold iron is a good thing, and some purple gold iron can be added to forging weapons, and it is really like clay to sharpen iron.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Yueling lifted the second piece of red cloth, and there was a book in it, and Feng Yueling explained: "This is the Xuan-level intermediate martial arts cheats, the Flame Palm." ”

Oh, there was another exclamation, Xuan-level intermediate martial arts, which could not be found in the entire Jiancang City, and now Qingyunmen took it out lightly, which shows that the strength is strong!

Feng Yueling lifted the last piece of red cloth, revealing a fragrant orange elixir, and continued: "Three-grade elixir, one Breaking Ascension Pill, cultivation below the martial artist level, unconditionally promoted to first-order cultivation, without any side effects." ”

Boom, the scene is boiling, the cultivation below the martial artist level is an unconditional promotion of the first-order elixir, a good thing! Even if a high-level martial artist with excellent talent wants to break through to a martial artist, it will take at least half a year, and this pill can save half a year of hard cultivation, and it is of immeasurable value!

Ye Feng's eyes were fiery, they were all good things! If he could get this, plus he would enter the Qingyun Sect to cultivate, his strength would definitely be able to improve a lot! The other fourteen people were also staring at the four beauties on the stage tightly, their fiery eyes as if they were going to eat them all.

Feng Yueling smiled lightly and clapped her hands, the three beauties immediately retreated, and the people at the scene immediately regained their senses.

Feng Yueling smiled and said: "Let's conduct the final assessment, fourteen of the remaining fifteen people will play against each other, and the remaining one will have a bye until the final winner is decided, and the final winner will get the disciple quota of our Qingyun Sect." Ring, up. ”

With Feng Yueling's soft shout, the five hundred formations in the center of the venue have all been withdrawn, boom, one by one, the rings rose from the ground, boom, and in this way, one by one the rings rose from the ground without warning, and Ye Feng and the others all stood in the ring.

Feng Yueling smiled with satisfaction, opened her small mouth and said: "Everyone will draw lots first, fourteen of them will catch and fight, one person will have a bye, and the lottery will start below." ”

Fifteen people walked up and drew a lot each.

In the first draw, Ye Feng unexpectedly had a bye.

Boom, the other seven rings started fighting continuously, boom, boom, the battle was extremely fierce, and all the teenagers knew that once they were eliminated here, then there would be no chance to enter Qingyunmen, so they all showed their extremely strong strength.

After a quarter of an hour, all seven battles were over, and there were eight people left on the field, except for Ye Feng and a sharp-faced young man who were high-level martial artists, the rest were middle-level martial artists.

Feng Yueling clapped her hands gently, and suddenly, seven more beauties sent pills to heal the injuries of the seven people involved in the battle, and after a while, the seven people returned to their peak state.

Feng Yueling smiled lightly: "Next, continue to draw lots and divide into four groups to fight."

Ye Feng twitched lightly, No. 1, and stepped into the No. 1 ring, and Ye Feng was faced against a young man who was also dressed in black, and his cultivation was a middle-level martial artist. The young man looked at Ye Feng nervously, Ye Feng's cultivation of reaching a high-level martial artist made him feel a lot of pressure.

Ye Feng looked at the young man opposite, his eyes froze, and he said, "I'm going to go." The young man's heart tightened and he put on a posture.

Boom, Ye Feng kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and rushed forward in an instant, and his right hand swung out a fierce punch, and the terrifying wind attacked the young man. The young man's fighting spirit wrapped around his right fist and met Ye Feng's right fist.

Boom, the strong wind collided, Ye Feng did not move, and the young man on the opposite side stepped back four or five steps in a row before standing firm, and made a judgment.

Ye Feng was unforgiving, rushed forward again, and launched a violent attack, and the young man on the opposite side could only passively meet Ye Feng's punch after punch.

Boom, finally, the young man on the opposite side couldn't hold on any longer, there was a flaw in the defense, and he was punched in the chest by Ye Feng with a punch that controlled the strength of the fight, and flew out of the ring, this battle, Ye Feng won.

The other three rings were also quickly divided, and the winners were the sharp-faced boy, Ye Ge, and a young man with a mole in the middle of his forehead, who was a disciple of the Zhao family.

After taking the pill again to recover from his injury, he finally entered the four-person draw.

Feng Yueling smiled charmingly: "Let's enter the final round of the draw......"

At this time, a voice rang out and said, "Don't bother so much. ”

Feng Yueling was stunned for a moment, and looked at the person who spoke, it was Ye Feng.

Ye Feng continued: "Is there only one place?"

Feng Yueling nodded subconsciously.

Ye Feng looked at the remaining three people indifferently: "Quota, I want it." Let's go together!" Ye Feng has enough self-confidence, after testing himself in recent days, Ye Feng found that he was almost up to two high-level martial artists, and it was not a problem to deal with middle-level martial artists, and now facing a high-level martial artist at the same time, two middle-level martial artists were to challenge their own limits.

There was a big wave at the scene, and everyone looked at Ye Feng tightly, in a domineering tone.

Feng Yueling was a little at a loss, looked at the old man in the yellow robe under the stage, and saw the old man in the yellow robe nodded, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Feng Yueling was a little puzzled, but still spoke: "In that case, one against three, from now on, please enter the No. 1 ring." The remaining three men had gloomy faces and, though somewhat reluctant, walked into the ring number one.

The old man in the yellow robe looked nervously at a sharp-faced young man on the stage, then looked at Ye Feng, and said viciously in his heart: "Since you are looking for death, then it will be fulfilled for you." ”

The sharp-faced young man is an outer nephew of the old man in the yellow robe, and his talent is also good, he has always wanted to enter the Qingyun Gate, but the rules of the Qingyun Gate are strict, and he can't show favoritism, so the old man in the yellow robe brought him to the Jiancang City he is responsible for to participate in the selection of the competition, and has already let him practice this Xuan-level intermediate martial art Flame Palm, if there is no accident, there is no problem in winning the first place. Who knew that a dark horse Ye Feng ran out halfway, and the old man in the yellow robe felt bad during the first round of assessment, and looking at the second round of assessment, it was also easy to get through, so he naturally knew that Ye Feng would be a great obstacle to the sharp-faced young man.

Hearing that Ye Feng wanted to fight fourteen people alone, the old man in the yellow robe was naturally overjoyed, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to rectify you, but he didn't expect you to throw yourself into the net, the old man in the yellow robe saw through Ye Feng at a glance that Ye Feng was a high-level martial artist, and among the three people who fought against him, the sharp-faced young man was also a high-level martial artist, and the remaining Ye Ge and the Zhao family disciples were all middle-level martial artists. The old man in the yellow robe didn't think that Ye Feng would win, in his opinion, Ye Feng was killing himself.

The old man in the yellow robe put down the big stone in his heart, and sat there quite happily, waiting to see Ye Feng make a fool of himself.

Ye Qingyue's majestic face finally showed a wry smile, this Ye Feng is too capable......

Ye Wuyi clenched her little fists, and silently thought in her heart: Brother Ye Feng, come on! She has always believed in Ye Feng, since Ye Feng dares to speak like this, then he must be sure of victory, definitely.

Feng Yueling's beautiful eyes flowed, and she liked Ye Feng very much in her heart.

Ye Feng, who was in the ring, didn't experience the tense atmosphere, so he rolled up his sleeve robe and said with a smile: "Let's all come together!"

Ye Ge's heart was complicated, is this the former genius of the Ye family? With this sharp spirit of challenging the heroes, he can't do it.