In the eyes of everyone, Xia Jian was holding a sharp sword, and the tip of the sword emitted a dazzling yellow light. At the same time, he flew up and stabbed at Ye Chen with a sword. And Ye Chen seemed to be frightened by Xia Jian's terrifying sword move, closed his eyes, and stood in place in a daze, not knowing how to dodge, and not moving.

Some people from the Bixi faction under the ring couldn't help but mock: "I'm afraid this Ye Chen is stupid, he doesn't know how to dodge, and he doesn't have to do it if he wants to die." ”

Others, however, are yin and yang: "Maybe people are strong and don't bother to dodge?" ”

Another part of the people replied: "Don't make trouble, does he think Senior Brother Xia Jian is Mei Liangxin's fourth-level Qi cultivation guy? ”

"Our Senior Brother Xia Jian is a master of the seventh level of Qi cultivation, and he is a rare genius in the entire Bixi County. ......”

Just when the people of the Bixi faction under the ring kept taunting, Xia Jian's sword tip was already less than 1 meter away from Ye Chen. Even Ye Chen's clothes were blown up by the wind brought out by Xia Jian's sword qi.

Xia Jian's hand was raised slightly, and the sharp sword slammed straight into Ye Chen's face.

Xia Jian suddenly felt that his sword must have hit with one blow, because even a master of the eighth level of Qi cultivation who was one level higher than himself could not dodge his sword move in such a short distance. Even if Ye Chen can barely dodge, Ye Chen will inevitably be seriously injured.

But just when Xia Jian felt that his sword had stabbed Ye Chen, Xia Jian suddenly felt that his eyes flickered, and then he felt that the sword in his hand could no longer move for half a minute.

Xia Jian fixed his eyes and saw that his sword body was caught by Ye Chen's two fingers, and Xia Jian's face turned red with shame as he pretended to fail. At the same time, he pulled his sword backwards, wanting to pull the sword out of Ye Chen's hand, but Xia Jian found that no matter how hard he tried, his sword just couldn't move a point, so he had to say angrily to Ye Chen: "You let me go." ”

Ye Chen smiled slightly: "Oh, do you really want me to let go?" Senior Brother?"

Xia Jian hurriedly said: "Aren't you talking nonsense? ”

Ye Chen shook his head and sighed, as if he was disappointed in Xia Jian: "Okay, since Senior Brother you said so, then I will do what you want, Senior Brother." ”

After Ye Chen finished speaking, while releasing the index and middle fingers that were gripping the sword body, he sent them forward slightly (just like the Hokage Payne sent when he invaded Konoha to kill Kakashi. ）

Then I saw Xia Jian holding his sword, and the whole person flew out of the ring like a cannonball.

At the same time, Ye Chen's feet moved, Ling Bo stepped out in small steps, and at the same time carried the Thunder Palm, Ye Chen left behind a trail of afterimages with electric light along the way.

At the moment when Xia Jian was about to fly out of the ring, Ye Chen slapped Xia Jian on the chest with a thunderous slap, causing Xia Jian, who had been spurting blood constantly, to spew out a mouthful of blood again, and the whole person fainted. At the same time, because of Ye Chen's help, Xia Jian, who was originally as fast as a cannonball, smashed towards the ground at an even faster speed.

Soon, a big hole was smashed out of the ground by Xia Jian. And Xia Jian's body, muscles, veins and bones are shattered, even if he can be cured in the future, he can only stop at the seventh level of qi cultivation for life, and he can't make any more progress.

Ye Chen clapped his hands, like a pat of dust, and looked at Jia Zhengjing contemptuously and said, "Uncle Shi, you disciples are too incompetent, can you change it and come up with strength, I'm a little bored." ”

"Congratulations to the host for successfully defeating a Qi Cultivation Level 7 cultivator, rewarding 100 outfit points, 100 points, and ...... experience points"

"Congratulations to the host for the success of the outfit, the reward is 100, and the experience value is ......"

Looking at his two disciples who were deposed one after another, Jia Zhengjing, who was already angry, became even more angry after hearing Ye Chen's contemptuous words: "Wu Di." ”

A man full of coldness came out of the disciples of the Bixi faction and hugged his fists at Jia Zhengjing and said, "The disciple is here." ”

Jia Zhengjing said: "In the next game, you don't have to keep your hands, I hope you don't let me down." ”

Hearing Jia Zhengjing's words, Wu Di didn't speak, just nodded and stayed where he was, not moving.

Looking at Wu Di, who was motionless below the cool now, Ye Chen was puzzled: "Hey, who is that? Wu Di is it." Why haven't you come up yet? What are you waiting for?"

Listening to Ye Chen's rude words, Wu Di didn't care, but said equally coldly: "After each battle, the champion has two hours of rest, and you have already fought two consecutive battles before. So you should rest and recover yourself, I don't want to take advantage of others. ”

Hearing Wu Di's words, Ye Chen, who originally thought that the Bixi faction was all the way, was stunned for a moment, and said secretly in his heart: "Didn't you come to the Bixi faction, there are actually people like Wu Di who are as old-fashioned and upright as the senior brother and the third senior brother?"

So Ye Chen's face turned straight, and he no longer looked out of tune like before. After nodding to Wu Di, he sat down cross-legged, took out two recovery pills and ate them, and began to recover his spiritual power. Because Ye Chen knew that for people like Wu Di, giving his best was the greatest respect for him.

After a stick of incense, Ye Chen adjusted his state to the best, because when he played against Mei Liangxin and Xia Jian before, Ye Chen didn't consume much.

Ye Chen stood up and said to Wu Di under the ring, "Senior Brother Wu, I have recovered, you can come up." ”

Wu Di frowned, and said unhappily: "I said that I gave you time to recover, you just have to recover, why bother to be so pretentious? After only a stick of incense, how much can you recover? You look down on me, so you take a break so casually?"

Listening to Wu Di's words, Ye Chen couldn't help but laugh: "Senior Brother Wu, I have always respected people like you. However, because of my physique, my junior brother has always recovered relatively quickly, and the senior brothers and sisters of my sect, as well as the master, they all know it. Besides, it's good for me to deceive you? You're right. ”

Seeing Ye Chen say that, Wu Di's face was relieved, and after nodding, he walked straight into the ring and stood opposite Ye Chen. He bowed his hand and said: "Bixi faction, Wu Di, level 8 of qi refining, is good at making swords." ”

Ye Chen also returned the salute and said, "Xuantian Sect, Ye Chen, level 8 qi training, is good at a lot. ”

After the two finished speaking, they took out their swords at the same time and stared at the other side with a vigilant expression.

The breeze was blowing, and a leaf slowly fell from the tree, drifting to the ring with the breeze. At the moment when the leaves fell on the ring, the two of them went out at the same time. In the next second, there was a loud sound of the sword bodies colliding with each other, and the swords of the two formed a cross, and after facing each other for a while, they retreated at the same time, widening the distance.

In Ye Chen's eyes, the current Wu Di was like a spirit sword, constantly exuding sword qi all over his body. Obviously, Wu Di has a deep understanding of his sword, although he can't reach the point of combining human and sword, but it's not far behind.

Just when Ye Chen was thinking about how to defeat Wu Di, Wu Di took the initiative to attack. Carrying up the Bixi faction's peerless learning: Bixi's footwork came to Ye Chen. I saw Wu Di holding a spirit sword, like a rolling flood, moving forward.

didn't have time to think about it, Ye Chen's footwork changed, and the whole person flashed dexterously to the side. Just dodged Wu Di's sword move. But Wu Di let go of his hand at this time, and the spirit sword in his hand suddenly flew out, and Wu Di attached his spiritual power to the spirit sword at the same time, controlling the spirit sword to keep attacking Ye Chen's vital point.

Ye Chen relied on the subtlety of Ling Bo's micro-steps to avoid the attacks of Wu Di's spirit sword again and again. However, the good times didn't last long, Wu Di seemed to have figured out the law of Ye Chen's Lingbo's micro-steps, and actually predicted where Ye Chen would appear next. If Ye Chen hadn't suppressed his pace in time, rolled to the side, and avoided Wu Di's spirit sword, Ye Chen would have almost crashed into Wu Di's spirit sword by himself.

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Ye Chen said secretly: "Sure enough, you can't underestimate anyone in this world, I used to go too smoothly, causing myself to float." Because no matter where you are, there is no shortage of genius. If you still maintain the unorthodox mentality you had before, even if you have the system to save your life twice, I'm afraid you will be cold sooner or later in the future. ”

After thinking about it, Ye Chen once again swung the Qingling Sword to the side, and after splitting the spirit sword attacked by Wu Di to the side, Ye Chen also let go of the Qingling Sword and displayed his ground-level skill, the second style of the Xuantian Sword Technique.

Ye Chen and Wu Di stood on both sides of the ring, their hands kept gesturing, and their spirit swords collided with each other again and again in the air, emitting bursts of sparks. The spirit sword qi scattered in all directions, and it would split out long and deep sword marks in addition to the other places where the two of them were standing.

Although the cultivation of the two was comparable, because Ye Chen had just returned from the Xuanhuang Mountain Range, after many treacherous battles, his experience had greatly increased. Wu Di, on the other hand, was only practicing penance in the sect, and he had no other experience in combat except for fighting against his fellow sects on weekdays.

Although Wu Di's comprehension of swordsmanship is very high, relying on his comprehension of swordsmanship and swordsmanship in the early stage, he pressed Ye Chen to fight, and Ye Chen could only defend passively. But as time passed, the difference in combat experience became apparent. The duo's offense and defense gradually changed.

Slowly, sword wounds began to appear on Wu Di's body one after another, but Ye Chen dodged Wu Di's attacks again and again with his rich combat experience.

A stick of incense time has passed, and now Wu Di is covered in blood, and the white shirt on Ye Chen's body is also dusty. At this moment, Wu Di, who was exhausted, was controlling the spirit sword at this time, and his spirit sword movement was stagnant. However, Ye Chen saw this opportunity, controlled the Qingling Sword to turn around and avoid Wu Di's spirit sword, and flew directly towards Wu Di.

Wu Di, who was powerless to resist because he was already exhausted, looked at the Qingling Sword flying towards his neck, and had to close his eyes, ready to meet Ye Chen's fatal blow.

But Wu Di, who had his eyes closed, waited for a while, but still didn't feel any pain. Slowly opening his eyes, he only saw Ye Chen's Qingling Sword floating quietly in front of his neck.

Full of doubts, Wu Di looked at Ye Chen who was dirty in front of him and asked, "Why didn't you kill me?"

Ye Chen smiled: "I'm not a murderer, so why should I kill you?"

Wu Di continued to ask: "But didn't you abolish my two junior disciples of the Bixi Sect one after another before? I am also a disciple of the Bixi Sect, so even if you don't kill me, at least you have to abolish me, right?"

Listening to Wu Di's strange logic, Ye Chen's whole head was big, although he was unhappy, he also patiently explained: "I abolished them before, it was because one bullied me first, and the other pretended to be behind in front of me, so I abolished the two of them." ”

"As for you, I see that you are more upright, and at the same time, I see that you are more pleasing to the eye, so I am in a good mood, so I will not waste you. ”

Wu Di's eyes widened angrily, and he said loudly: "No, do you look down on me, so you don't abolish me." I am a disciple of the Bixi faction, you have to treat everyone equally, and quickly abolish me. ”

Ye Chen's heart suddenly 100,000 divine beasts were running wildly, and he walked over directly, kicked Wu Di's buttocks, and kicked Wu Di out of the ring. "I'm going to N, damn, I didn't expect people to look very decent, but inside he is a pervert, and he actually begged to be abolished." Wonderful. ”

"Congratulations to the host, defeat a Qi Cultivation Level 8 cultivator, get 500 pretending points, two hundred points, and ...... experience"

And Jia Zhengjing in the audience had a dark face at the same time, he also felt very embarrassed, he never thought that Wu Di, who had always been cool before, was actually a masochist. Not to mention defeat, what is the reason for begging the enemy to abolish him?

At the same time, Jia Zhengjing was also very panicked, after all, Wu Di was the second master in his group of disciples, and now even he was defeated, and there was only one big disciple Zhang Junjie left on his side who practiced qi at the ninth level. Although Ye Chen only had the eighth level of Qi cultivation, he had two hours of recovery time, and once he recovered, his strength should not be underestimated. If Ye Chen worked hard at that time, maybe Zhang Junjie would also be injured. At that time, Zhang Junjie will fight against Lin Ying again, and it is estimated that it will be cold.

As if seeing the result of his prediction, Jia Zhengjing's heart was even more gloomy. So he beckoned to Zhang Junjie and called Zhang Junjie over. From his Qiankun bag, he took out his five-grade spirit sword Red Flame Sword, and a few five-grade spirit pills that could immediately recover injuries and spiritual power (the first grade is the lowest, the ninth grade is the highest, and then the higher is promoted. Hand it to Zhang Junjie: "Apprentice, now that the hope of the whole sect is here, it is up to you whether you can get the quota of Yingchuan Academy." If even you are defeated, then your junior brothers and sisters will only be a joke in vain. So you can only win, you can't lose, you know?"

Zhang Junjie nodded and promised: "Don't worry, master, the apprentice will not let you down." ”

After finishing speaking, Wu Junjie turned around and left, came to the bottom of the ring, and looked at Ye Chen, who was desperately recovering in the ring, Wu Junjie smiled coldly, and thought to himself: "I'm not the two idiots like Mei Liangxin and Wu Di before. Wait, I'll earn back all the face I lost in the Bixi faction. ”

Two hours passed in a flash, and Ye Chen also recovered. So Ye Chen stood up, patted the dust on his body, and looked at Zhang Junjie, who came up with a pinch.

Zhang Junjie sneered at Ye Chen: "Senior Brother Ye, I am a ninth-level Qi practitioner, one level higher than you, you will not be my opponent when you are in your heyday, besides, you have now gone through three battles, although you have recovered for two hours, you have recovered seven or eight points at most, and you are not my opponent, so you can admit defeat." ”

Listening to Zhang Junjie's words, Ye Chen sighed secretly: "Sure enough, there are really everyone." There are people like Mei Liangxin who pretend to be criminals, there are righteous gentlemen like Wu Di, and now there are insidious megalomaniacs like Zhang Junjie. The life of this Bixi faction is really colorful. ”

Thinking of this, Ye Chen smiled slightly, looked at Zhang Junjie, and said the words he said to Xia Jian before: "So, senior brother, are you pretending to be forced in front of me?" ”