There were eight people left in the competition at the end, and now these eight people were called to a high platform by the foundation building monks, including Lei Luo and Chen Lingxue.

Next, the foundation building monk explained the round of the eight-person competition, and Lei Luo was secretly glad when he heard it, if he went well, he would not meet Chen Lingxue until the final moment.

In other words, he only needs to win two games to enter the top two, and in the end, he can enter the sect if he wins or not, which also makes him breathe a sigh of relief.

After announcing the battle round, Lei Luo and the other eight people immediately started a new round of competition.

This time, Lei Luo's opponent is a somewhat burly young man, this person has an eight-layer cultivation of qi, and the people around him talk about this person who has learned a few horizontal kung fu skills in the secular world before, and he is still fighting in the rivers and lakes after cultivating immortals, so there is a trace of evil qi entangled in his body.

After seeing the other party's evil qi, Lei Luo pouted slightly, he has been using the breathing technique now, so no one can see the cultivation, and the evil qi on his body has also faded.

He also found that using the breath collection technique could not only restrain the external aura, but also slightly restrain the external evil qi, so others could not see the depth of his evil qi.

But in the same way, this breathing technique is ineffective for people who have cultivated much higher than themselves, and it is estimated that those Jindan monks can see through their clumsy disguise at a glance, and even after a few glances at the foundation monks, they can see through it.

After a reminder from the foundation monk in charge of presiding, Lei Luo started a competition with his opponent.

After the competition began, the other party had been trying to fight with Lei Luo in close quarters with his kung fu, thinking that this person had relied on this ability to deal with countless low-level monks, so he thought that it would be equally effective against Lei Luo.

Lei Luo was quite surprised to see the other party's move, and then he pushed the boat down the river to reveal a flaw, and finally seemed to have to be dragged into melee combat by the other party.

After a few consecutive moves with the opponent, he broke through the opponent's parry with one punch, and then in the opponent's incredulous gaze, he knocked the burly young man out with one punch.

After the burly young man was knocked out, his face was still full of disbelief, and when he wanted to adjust his position and prepare to turn around and continue the fight, he saw Lei Luo in mid-air following first, and the fist in his hand was already ready, if he landed on the opponent's fist, he would hit him crucially.

The presiding foundation monk blocked Lei Luo's way first, and then announced the results of the competition.

Naturally, Lei Luo didn't spend much effort to win another game, and he easily won this competition that others seemed to take a lot of effort.

Most of the onlookers couldn't believe it, and they didn't understand how this ordinary boy with no magic weapons and no net worth entered the top four, was it because of the opponent's hard fists.

But then, Lei Luo's opponent was the red-haired young man of the Fire Spirit Root, this was a tough battle, and the strength of the other party was indeed obvious to all, and it was a rather tricky existence among Qi cultivators.

Several other competitions also quickly had results, so that the top four people were all produced, they were Lei Luo, the red-haired Huo Linggen, and Wen Qiuying and Chen Lingxue throughout the year.

Next is Lei Luo vs. the red-haired boy, Chen Lingxue vs. Wen Qiuying, the two teenagers fighting, and the two girls fighting, which makes people a little suspicious that those foundation building monks did it on purpose.

After the competition of the four people, the monk of the abbot competition gave the four of them a little time to rest, so they all breathed slightly for a while, and the pranayama and nausea stopped vomiting under the gaze of the people around them, and began this competition.

It may be a gesture from Brother Jindan, a foundation building monk flew to the high platform, and said a few words in the ear of the foundation building monk in charge of the process, and then the next competition became separate, and Lei Luo gave priority to this competition.

"Come on, junior brother, senior sister is optimistic about you!" Chen Lingxue walked over and patted Lei Luo on the shoulder, and then said to him.

Such a scene naturally made the male disciples around him unhappy for a while, and they were all secretly thinking about how this black and ugly boy had something to do with the beautiful woman.

"You must do your best!" Lei Luo replied, and then he stepped onto the stage when everyone was not optimistic.

The red-haired young man also saw the conversation between Chen Lingxue and Lei Luo at this time, but this person still walked up to the high platform with a proud expression, and when he looked at Lei Luo, he also showed a very confident and proud look.

"Remember, my name is Yan Lie, and I am the first person in this competition, and you are the penultimate person who lost to me today!"

Before the competition began, the red-haired young man reported his name, and then said in an arrogant tone.

"My name is Lei Luo, please advise," Lei Luo saw that the other party had spoken in advance, and replied quite politely, his face did not change at all, and he did not respond to the other party's provocation.

Hearing the other party's reply, the young man named Yan Lie felt that his provocation just now had a sense of powerlessness to punch the cotton, which made him slightly annoyed.

"The competition begins!" Monk Tsukiki raised his hand, and then after he finished speaking, he left the competition table in a flash.

"Look at the move!" Yan Lie's proud move is a fire-attribute spell, and after the competition began, he relied on the long-range attack advantage of the spell to shoot at Lei Luo first.

I saw that in his hands, a ball of fireball quickly formed, and every time the fireball was formed, it was grabbed by his other hand, and then thrown towards Lei Luo, with extremely fast speed and fast attack frequency.

"The fire spirit root talent really has some doorways, and after releasing the spell so quickly, I can't see that the other party's spiritual power is a little consumed!"

Watching the fireball attack, Lei Luo took the time to take a look at the other party's situation, and was quite surprised and surprised when he saw that the other party was as usual and the fireball in his hand was endless.

However, these fireballs were not difficult for Lei Luo, and he hurriedly cast a stamping step, starting to move and dodge at a short distance, and then began to rush in the direction of the flames.

When Lei Luo advanced to a distance of only about ten steps from Yan Li, the fireball in the opponent's hand suddenly stopped, and Lei Luo then felt a sense of danger coming, and quickly flashed to the side under the instinctive trend.

I saw that a circular magic circle suddenly appeared at the place where he was standing just now, and then a flame rushed out from the bottom up, and the flames rushed out three or four zhang high, and the fire was extremely fierce.

"Actually avoided my Yan Array Technique, and sure enough, there are some doorways," Yan Lie said in surprise when he saw that the trap he had planted in advance did not work.

Lei Luo was shocked after narrowly avoiding this flame formation, because he didn't see how the spell trap was set up on the other side from beginning to end, but this spell actually appeared at the foot of his passing, and almost put him to the test.

And he was still a little unsure, that is, apart from the position he had just approached, there were also such trap-like magic circles in other places.

"Wind Blade Technique!" There was no way, Lei Luo didn't dare to approach the other party rashly, so he could only use a spell wind blade to attack the other party.

Seeing the wind blade attacking, Yan Lie didn't have the slightest panicked look, only heard him shout in his mouth: "Yan Shield Technique!"

Then countless flames gathered around him, and these flames turned into a fiery red barrier, blocking the wind blade in front of him.

The wind blade rushed into the fiery red barrier, and the result was like a stone sinking into the sea, without the slightest effect, and Yan Lie's hands began to pinch again, and then the fiery red barrier turned into flames again, and then wrapped around his side.

"Don't waste time, I'll be merciful and let you surrender," seeing that the other party had nothing to do, Yan Lie said proudly.

Lei Luo didn't answer when he heard it, but looked around the other party with a solemn face, and at the same time, his whole body was also in a posture, wanting to continue to step forward.

"Toast and don't eat and drink, in that case, don't blame me!" Yan Lie said angrily after seeing that Lei Luo did not have the slightest intention of surrendering.

Then I saw him slap the storage bag, and then suddenly there were a lot of talismans in his hand, and he looked at Lei Luo with a fierce face after taking out these talismans.

Obviously, this son wants to use his rich family background to solve the kid in front of him who doesn't know how to lift