Volume 1 Flexible Kyushu Chapter 42 Annual Meeting (1)

You must know that the lowest cultivation of these 100 young people is in the foundation building period, and the highest cultivation has even reached the Yuan infant stage.

And because the young man in the infancy stage of the Yuan Dynasty is the core disciple of the Imperial Sword Sect, he is also the biggest rival of the Night Spirit Wind to win the first place this time.

Of course, his enemies are not only this, and he can feel that many of these people have a cold aura, and they have no scruples about locking themselves, which is really too deceitful.

Some of these people have a grudge against him, but some of them are because of the Thousand Feathers Sakurahime, in short, the night spirit wind is a big tree and has become the most important enemy among these people.

Among them, the knife of the divine knife door is longitudinal, the cultivation is strong and weak, mysterious and unpredictable, known as the demon knife, the knife method is extremely evil, and the enemy is always a knife, even if the enemy is not dead, there will be a second knife.

In the words of Dao Zongyun, they are not worthy, they are not worthy of him to use a second knife.

Crazy people.

There are also Haotian Sect, Shenwei Sect, and Xueyan Sect, etc., this annual meeting will undoubtedly show the core disciples of the Geda Sect.

This era is undoubtedly an era of bright stars, and the gathering of geniuses must be a great world.

Xue Yan Sect, a woman attracted the attention of Ye Lingfeng, this woman's beautiful appearance is better than that of Thousand Feather Sakuraji, and her cultivation has reached the peak of Yudan, which can be called the lady of the sky.

At this moment, the city lord Yang Zhongyuan had finished reading out the rules of the competition, and Ye Lingfeng was still participating in the competition for the first time, and he was a little nervous in his heart.

According to Yang Zhongyuan, there are a total of ten martial arts platforms in the martial arts arena, and one person on each martial arts platform will become the champion and accept the challenge of the people on the stage.

Until the top ten are promoted after ten games, and then there are top ten competition for rankings, two by two, the top four first, then the top two, and finally the first, and so on, as long as the three-day competition is over.

After Yang Zhongyuan finished speaking, he retreated to his place and waited to watch the game.

After Yang Zhongyuan left, someone immediately came to the stage. Among them, Yujian Gate Jian Yuchen, Shendao Gate Sword Zongyun, Xue Yanzong Xue Liunian, Shenwei Sect Haiwei, Haotian Sect Zheng Tianhao, and City Lord's Mansion Yang Wenluo.

After not seeing him for many days, Yang Wenluo's cultivation actually reached the middle stage of the Yudan, and the foundation of the City Lord's Mansion had to be said to be deeper than that of several major families.

Soon, six high platforms have been occupied, and there are still four, but the night spirit wind is not worried, because the remaining four high platforms are also occupied, they are four scattered cultivators, and their cultivation is mediocre, and it is estimated that these four high platforms are undoubtedly the most fierce competition among everyone.

In the middle of the night, except for these four high platforms, there were people who went up to challenge, and the other six high platforms were deserted, and no one dared to step forward.

At this moment, a gust of fragrant wind struck, and the night spirit wind knew that it was the Thousand Feather Sakurahime who came, and immediately asked, "You said that you would participate together, why did you retreat in the end?"

"I, I'm a weak woman, my cultivation is low, where is their opponent, it's better to hide behind you, don't you say?" ”

Thousand Feathers Sakurahime twisted his body, he had already attracted countless jealous glances for him along the way, and now he made a seductive move, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"Night Spirit Wind, you come up, I want to challenge you. ”

Just when the two of them were talking to me, Yang Wenluo couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, and immediately named him to challenge Ye Lingfeng.

Because the rules of the game do not state that the champion cannot be challenged by name, Yang Wenluo is not considered a violation, and Ye Lingfeng must also fight, otherwise he will be sentenced to abstain.

"You, you are all the ones who did it. Night Spirit Wind reached out and pinched the white and tender face of Thousand Feather Sakurahime.

This intimate act caused him a lot of anger.

"Hee-hee, otherwise how would you be on stage? I'm helping you. After saying that, Thousand Feather Sakura Lotus walked away from him lightly, and floated to the night house, looking at him with a smug expression.

"It's confusing. Yang Zhongyuan, who was sitting in the attic watching, couldn't help but curse secretly.

In his opinion, Yang Wenluo's actions are extremely unwise, if no one challenges him, then Yang Wenluo's top ten rankings are basically decided, but he does not hesitate to give up his future for the sake of a woman, if it weren't for him as the city lord and so many people around him, he would have flown to the high platform to teach Yang Wenluo a lesson.

Perhaps seeing Yang Zhongyuan's concerns, Ouyang Xiaoman on the side whispered: "City Lord, don't worry, since the prince named Ye Lingfeng." You must be sure, so why should you worry?"

"Haha, Miss Ouyang is so confident in the dog, and the old man is naturally full of confidence. Yang Wenluo responded with a smile.

Although he is the city lord of Thousand Nights City, he is far worse than the Ouyang family, not to mention that this girl is still sitting next to Ouyang Peng, the fourth son of Qingzhou, who is young and unfathomable.

Even if he gave him a hundred lists and returned, he didn't dare to offend the Ouyang family, let alone neglect these two.

He knew that his son had been getting close to Ouyang Xiaoman recently, since Ouyang Xiaoman had said so, he must have given Yang Wenluo some kind of hole card, otherwise with his understanding of his son, he would never do such a thing.

With Yang Wenluo setting a precedent, the rest of the people bloomed one after another, otherwise they could only watch others make a move, but they were only standing here and being watched, like a monkey.

As a result, the belligerent factor in his heart suddenly rose, and he chose the wrong opponent to shoot.

However, Xue Piaoling still stood alone on the stage and looked at everyone coldly, just this momentum of calmness and contempt for all beings was prohibitive.

However, Ye Lingfeng still stood in place and did not move, just looked at Yang Wenluo coldly.

"Night Spirit Wind, you came up, are you afraid that you will be defeated by me and lose the reputation of a disciple genius in Thousand Night City?" Yang Wenluo saw that Night Spirit Wind did not come up, and immediately mocked.

Ye Lingfeng didn't speak, he was thinking of a way, a way to not only defeat Yang Wenluo, but also enhance his momentum, so that no one was on the stage to challenge, so that he could make fewer shots and pass the first round of the game safely.

Ye Lingfeng thought so, but everyone present didn't think so, they all thought that he was afraid of Yang Wenluo, so they all made sarcastic remarks.

"That's it, the night spirit is so famous, and I don't even dare to play, it's really a shame for our Thousand Nights City......"

"yes, yes, it's either to play or get out of ...... right away"

"Get out of here, get out of here, the young city lord is the first day of Thousand Nights City, and only he is worthy of Miss Thousand Feathers. ”

These three voices were naturally shouted by those who supported Yang Wenluo.

As for the others, they all follow the public, and they really think that Night Spirit Wind is not as good as Yang Wenluo, and even insults Thousand Feather Sakurahime, which makes Night Spirit Wind angry.

However, those who had seen the Night Spirit Wind come out looked at them worriedly, neither reminding nor stopping them, and waited to see the joke.

I saw that Ye Lingfeng's body was longitudinal, and his body fell opposite Yang Wenluo like a swimming dragon.