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The light of the formation pattern of the Ten Array Towers continued to shine throughout the day.

In the first row of the Ten Array Monuments, where the names are blank, no handwriting has ever surfaced.

By the time the last person in the Ten Array Towers was teleported out, the first row of the Ten Array Monuments remained unchanged.

Not to mention the many trial disciples gathered at the formation peak, even the eyes of the first seat of the four peaks showed a trace of disappointment.

"Who the hell is this person, and why hasn't he shown up yet?"

"Does this man really regard the false name as dust?"

The curiosity of many disciples about the mysterious intruder has reached its limit, and their hearts are panicking.

Xuan Yi stood up and raised his voice: "The battle between the Formation Peaks is over, and the first person in the Formation Peak this time is Zhong Wen, a disciple of the Formation Peak. ”

In the crowd, there was a sparse cheer, but it was not enthusiastic.

Everyone knows that the reason why Zhong Wen won this first place was only because the mysterious intruder did not show up.

At this time, Zhong Wen looked at the Ten Array Monument and also smiled bitterly.

The title of the number one in this year's formation peak, falling on his head, is probably the most unconvincing.

The first of the five peaks dispersed.

In mid-air, Wen Xuan was still unwilling, and asked again: "Xuan Yi, don't sell Guanzi, who is this son?"

Xuan Yi smiled without saying a word, muttered a little, changed the topic, and asked: "After the Wufeng competition, Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu fought, where is the location, what are your plans?"

"It doesn't matter where it is, it's all the same. Wen Xuan said lightly.

Xuan Yi shook his head and said: "This battle is highly anticipated, among the sects, I am afraid that it is no less than the five peaks of the competition, so let's be cautious." ”

"Su Zimo is forbidden to step into the Spirit Peak, and the Spirit Fighting Arena of the Spirit Peak is not good. After all, Su Zimo is a disciple of Qi Peak, and it is not appropriate to be on Qi Peak, and the rest is one of the three spirit arenas of Fu Peak, Array Peak, and Dan Peak. The crane-haired boy said.

Xuan Yi suddenly said, "It's at the peak." ”

"Okay. Wen Xuan nodded.

There was no objection to the other first seats, and the matter was settled.

......

Every year's Lingfeng competition is held on the last day, and it is also the most important event for the sect, including all the monks.

No matter how strong the array, talisman, alchemy, and refining tools are, the ultimate purpose of these is to improve the strength of the monks.

In the cultivation realm, the weak eat the strong, and strength is respected!

The degree of cruelty is still greater than that of the jungle mountain range where fierce beasts are rampant, which is also the meaning of Dieyue letting Su Zimo survive in the Blue Wolf Mountain Range for a year.

It's just that now Su Zimo has just stepped into the cultivation realm, and he hasn't really gone out to break through, so he hasn't realized the danger in the cultivation realm.

On the fifth day, Lingfeng competed.

Almost all the disciples of the Five Peaks were present, and among the inner gates, many disciples who had retreated also came one after another, and some sect elders also came to watch.

The rules of Lingfeng's competition are very simple, the disciples of the sect stepped forward to draw lots, duel in pairs, catch and fight, and the final winner is the first person in Lingfeng this time!

Although he competed in Jifeng and Danfeng, Feng Haoyu lost two games in a row.

However, in the Lingfeng competition, Feng Haoyu is still the most popular and the most optimistic disciple of the first seat of the Five Peaks.

In the process of competing with his opponents, Feng Haoyu did show his due strength.

From start to finish, he won all the way and no one hindered him too much.

Many trial disciples had heard that Feng Haoyu had already cultivated the "Ethereal Sword", one of the three secret techniques of the sect, and wanted to have a glimpse of it in the Lingfeng competition.

But Feng Haoyu never used this secret technique.

In addition to Feng Haoyu, the cold and gentle performance really amazed everyone.

Although there was no inferior spiritual weapon, Leng Rou used the sword technique as the foundation, combined with many talismans, to defeat many strong enemies in Lingfeng.

On the cold and soft flying sword, there is a cold chill to the bone, and if you are not careful, the flying sword will collide with it, and it will be covered with a layer of frost, and the flexibility will be greatly reduced.

Of course, the most unexpected thing is the little fat man.

The little fat man is only a ninth layer of Qi Condensation, and he doesn't have much advantage in the art of the sword.

However, with the help of the inferior giant axe spirit weapon given by Su Zimo, and with the powerful body refining technique, the little fat man successfully crossed the level challenge in a row, and defeated many Great Perfection Qi practitioners.

The final battle was still between Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.

Although the cold and soft talismans are endless, and they are ever-changing, Feng Haoyu's sword art is even better.

With the assistance of the wind attribute aura, the flying sword became more elegant and agile in Feng Haoyu's hands, and it was an eye-opener.

Before sunset, the Lingfeng competition ended.

Not surprisingly, Feng Haoyu won the first place in Lingfeng!

Cold and soft second.

The little fat man actually won the third place.

The reward of the first Lingfeng is also the most generous, not only rewarding many spirit stones and sect contribution points, but also going to the Spirit Pill Pavilion to choose a pill, going to the Spirit Weapon Pavilion to choose a low-grade spirit weapon, and then going to the Fu Pavilion to pick a first-order rune.

"Hehe, it seems that tomorrow Senior Brother Feng and Su Zimo will fight, someone will be crushed. ”

"Yes, even Leng Rou and Senior Brother Li have lost to Senior Brother Feng for such a condensation of Qi Great Perfection, Su Zimo is really not enough to see an eighth-layer of condensation. ”

After Lingfeng's competition, no one was optimistic about Su Zimo.

"This Feng Haoyu won the first place in Lingfeng, it was too easy, and he didn't use all his strength. The crane-haired boy laughed.

Wen Xuan's eyes couldn't hide his smugness, and he nodded: "I don't think people will be wrong, if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have begged the sect master to let Hao Yu cultivate the sect's secret art in advance." ”

"In all fairness, Feng Haoyu, who has the Wind Spirit Root, is indeed the best candidate to cultivate the Ethereal Sword. The cold ** man nodded.

Wen Xuan said with a smile: "Before this battle, I told Hao Yu that if you use the secret technique of the sect to win your senior brother, even if you win the first place in Lingfeng, you will lose and will not be able to convince the public." ”

"Hao Yu is good, he didn't disappoint me. ”

The bad old man didn't say a word, with a faint melancholy between his eyebrows.

The stronger Feng Haoyu is, the worse Su Zimo will be defeated tomorrow.

As his beloved disciple, he couldn't bear to see Su Zimo suffer such a blow.

"Wen Xuan, sell me face, or you can follow Feng Haoyu and say that tomorrow's battle, forget it. After hesitating for a long time, the bad old man said suddenly.

As a bad old man, it is not easy to intercede for a disciple and say such things.

Xuan Yi, the crane-haired boy, and the cold ** person was silent.

It's not easy for them to intervene in this kind of thing.

Wen Xuan was silent for a while before he said, "The arrow has been wound and has to be sent." I can't come forward with this. ”

"But ......"

The bad old man was about to continue to persuade, Wen Xuan frowned, and interrupted with his sleeves: "Su Zimo has won two games in a row against Hao Yu, and Hao Yu is not allowed to win him once! Your disciple is a disciple, but mine is not?"

After speaking, Wen Xuan left first, leaving the other four people in place.

The old man was a little embarrassed and sighed.

Hefa Shao Young coughed and said: "Don't blame him, Wen Xuan has poured too much effort into Feng Haoyu's body, Feng Haoyu has lost two games in a row, although Wen Xuan didn't say it, but his heart is definitely not happy, human nature." ”

Xuan Yi also patted the old man's shoulder and comforted: "It's okay, it's okay to let Su Zimo, this kid suffer a little setback, his achievements may not be weaker than Feng Haoyu in the future." ”

"Road...... Also long. Xuan Yi's eyes flashed, and he said meaningfully.