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Chapter 102: Opponent

Ye Xiaochuan walked into the ring, and there was a sudden sigh around him, this big cloud rat that everyone was not optimistic about, passed five levels in a row and killed six generals, and actually entered the fourth round, from the original scene where everyone fantasized about Ye Xiaochuan being rampant, it has not appeared yet.

Everyone can't figure out how this dark horse, the biggest fighting horse in this year's fighting, passed the test.

At this moment, most of the disciples were gathered in the northern Kun Position ring, and almost everyone wanted to see how far Ye Xiaochuan's dark horse could go!

As soon as Ye Xiaochuan left, Xiao Chi screamed excitedly: "Bet, bet, bet!"

In the last game, Ye Xiaochuan fought against Yuan Quan, Zhu Changshui and others refused to bet, but Xiao Chi snatched more than ten taels of silver from everyone.

This time, Ye Xiaochuan faced the opponent Chen Mo, who was much higher than Yuan Quan, and one foot had already stepped into the seventh layer of the out-of-body realm, and this time Zhu Changshui and others enthusiastically bet.

He, a group of fox friends and dog friends, was ostensibly optimistic that Ye Xiaochuan would defeat Chen Mo and enter the top ten, but as soon as it came to the threshold of betting, the true colors of these people were exposed.

Chen Quanyong took out a few large silver ingots and shouted, "One hundred taels of silver!

Zhu Changshui said: "I only have eighty taels of private money left, pressure him to lose!"

Yuan Yang Zhen said: "I don't believe in evil, even if there is a pair of pants left, I will press Xiaochuan junior brother to lose!"

Zhao Shilin: "One hundred taels, as usual." ”

Chen Youdao looked at the almost crazy brothers around him, and pitifully took out two ingots of silver: "I have forty taels left!"

After speaking, he gritted his teeth, stomped his feet, and said, "Continue to press Senior Brother Xiaochuan to lose!"

Miss Xiaochi accepted the silver beautifully, and her heart was already happy, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to have become the biggest winner after these few competitions.

The Baili Kite on the side was dumbfounded, Rao was with her mental determination, and her mouth opened slightly at this moment, as if she couldn't figure out the kung fu in the blink of an eye, why did the attitude of these guys change so much?

Just now, these people swore that they were cheering for Ye Xiaochuan, and that Ye Xiaochuan would recognize Ye Xiaochuan as the boss if he won.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Xiaochuan stepped into the ring on the front foot, these guys immediately changed their faces, and they all pressed to buy Ye Xiaochuan to lose!

Xiao Chi Meizi lit the silver in her arms, tilted her head, glanced at the Baili kite beside her, and said with a smile: "Sister Baili, do you want to come and get some silver?"

Baili Kite's body shook, Xiao Chi and the others thought that Baili Kite's identity must be disdainful of participating in this kind of illegal gambling activities.

However, Baili Kite suddenly took out a purse in his arms, took out a silver ingot from it, and said with bright eyes: "Pressure him to lose! I don't believe that this little guy can enter the top ten!"

In the ring, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly felt a little coolness behind him in the midst of many sighs, as if no one around him was optimistic about him, and a feeling of uneasiness came to his heart, as if even his most intimate and close brother was cursing him for defeat in the sighing voice.

When he came back from this trance, there was already a young man in the ring in front of him wearing Cangyunmen green clothes, who was his opponent Chen Mo in this round.

Chen Mo is not tall, and his figure is quite thin, giving people a shrewd feeling.

In this round, almost most of the twenty disciples are young masters in the out-of-body realm, and there are only a few in the Yuanshen realm, mainly because the draw is better, and there are no decent opponents along the way, Ye Xiaochuan met Yuan Quan in the last round, and Chen Mo in front of him, if you talk about real strength, it is difficult to rank high in Cangyun, the younger generation of disciples, but who made people draw a good lot?

However, Chen Mo's strength may not be as good as Zhao Wouji, Yun Qiyou, Gu Jianchi and others, but his own cultivation is not bad, he is already at the peak of the Yuan Shen realm, and Ye Xiaochuan is slightly inferior to him in terms of Yin and Yang Qiankun Dao's attainments.

But Ye Xiaochuan is still full of confidence, after all, Sun Yao, the top ten favorites, has been won by himself, and this Chen Modao is far inferior to Sun Yao, he is still confident.

In the face of Ye Xiaochuan's confidence, Chen Mo on the other side secretly complained in his heart.

This Ye Xiaochuan seems to be not in the oil and salt, and in the first round against Hu Daoxin, he showed quite good strength after close combat, and defeated Hu Daoxin with a crushing momentum.

In the second battle, Sun Yao, the popular man, seemed to be inferior to Sun Yao in terms of long-range attack and urging the true sword technique, although in the end Sun Yao successfully counterattacked with a sword, but in the last move, I don't know what strange spell Ye Xiaochuan cast, a cyan light wave swept by, and Sun Yao was defeated.

Close combat is not good, and distant combat is not good, so now Chen Mo is a little drumming in his heart. After the end of the fight the day before yesterday, the battle list was announced, and he specially consulted his mentor Qin Xuesong.

Qin Xuesong was now the first elder of the Thousand Buddha Peak, one of the four veins of Cangyun Sect, and his Taoist experience was naturally extraordinary, and he saw that Ye Xiaochuan's true cultivation was not as good as his own proud disciple.

"Fourth, this Ye Xiaochuan is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and his cultivation time is less than ten years, when it comes to cultivating as the foundation, you are far better than him, his strength lies in his smart and elegant body in close combat, as well as the weird long sword in the long battle, with your cultivation as and his true yuan spiritual power, this is not the best policy, after all, Sun Yao, whose cultivation is far better than yours, was pressed by Ye Xiaochuan in the long attack and couldn't raise his head, so you try to fight with him as much as possible, you cultivate higher than Ye Xiaochuan, and you may be able to find opportunities in close combat. ”

In Chen Mo's mind, what his mentor Qin Xuesong said to him came to mind.

However, he still has no bottom in his heart, after all, in the first round, Ye Xiaochuan defeated Hu Daoxin in close combat with lightning speed, and his cultivation may be higher than Hu Daoxin, but the combat effectiveness he can exert in close combat may not be much higher than Hu Daoxin.

The battle will be defeated from afar, and Sun Yao is a lesson from the past.

There is no bottom in melee combat, and Hu Daoxin is a bloody example.

In such an environment, Chen Mo really had nothing to do, so he could only make a secret decision, no matter what, he had to do his best! As long as he entered the top ten, even if he lost in the next game, it was worth it, after all, getting the quota of the Broken Sky Cliff Fighting Method was the key!

At this time, Ye Xiaochuan clasped his fists and saluted, and said, "Ye Xiaochuan, a disciple of the drunken Taoist of Changmen Reincarnation Peak, please give me advice." ”

Chen Mo came back to his senses and saluted back: "Chen Mo, a disciple of Thousand Buddha Peak, please teach Senior Brother Ye." ”

Ye Xiaochuan's entry was far later than Chen Mo, in this kind of fighting competition between the same sect, it is generally the disciples of the younger generation who make the sword feeding moves first, if it is the senior brother's generation who makes the first move, they will be criticized for bullying the small.

Ye Xiaochuan didn't talk nonsense, he was afraid that his Wufeng would suddenly come out of the sheath, and once again cause the dust in Yun Qiyou's hand to move, and he didn't dare to control the divine sword with his mental power coolly, so he honestly stretched out his hand and pulled out the Wufeng divine sword.