"Lu Chen, you are this!" Qu Qingyun gave a thumbs up and praised Lu Chen.

He Yuntao and Lin Xiu also hugged their fists at him and congratulated him repeatedly.

Lu Chen's expression was indifferent, and he was not proud of defeating a genius. Besides, defeating a genius of the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect is nothing to be happy about. His target was those peerless geniuses on the Hidden Dragon List.

"The genius who is ranked fourteenth on the Heavenly Sword List actually only has this level of strength, and the gold content is too low!" Lu Chen secretly assessed that if he exerted his full strength, it would not be impossible to win the first place on the so-called Heavenly Sword List, so he didn't feel that there was anything to be excited about.

"It's not too early, who else has a challenge to do, please come up quickly!" Elder Zhu Ran looked around the audience, and his voice resounded throughout the audience.

More than 8,000 disciples were silent, and no one said a word for a long time, as if it was about to come to an end.

"And I, Ji Yun, want to challenge!" At this time, among the eight thousand disciples, an indifferent voice suddenly came out.

Immediately afterwards, a thin figure slowly walked out of the crowd, and after a while, he arrived in front of everyone's eyes, and when he looked at it, this person was Ji Yun of Qinglong Academy.

"Ji Yun, when did this guy go up!" Qu Qingyun said in surprise.

Lu Chen was slightly stunned, and after a while, the corners of his mouth showed a smile and said, "This kid is not willing to be subordinate!"

In front of the main hall, Ji Yun rushed to Elder Zhu Ran, hugged his fists and said, "Ji Yun, the fifty-seventh generation disciple of the Qinglong Academy, challenge Zhuo Fei!"

As soon as these words came out, more than 8,000 disciples were suddenly startled.

Zhuo Fei's strength is ranked in the top five in the White Tiger Academy, this is the top genius ranked tenth in the Heavenly Sword List! Ji Yun is a newcomer, he dares to have the confidence to challenge such a genius, is it grandstanding, or is he completely sure?

"Well, it's really young and frivolous. This group of disciples of the Qinglong Academy is very good, Ji Yun, you are a newcomer, you actually have the courage to challenge Zhuo Fei, who is in the top ten of the Heavenly Sword List, do you also want to be the second Lu Chen?" Zhu Ran said with a smile.

Ji Yun said indifferently: "There is only Ji Yun in the Qinglong Academy, and there is no second Lu Chen!"

"You can teach, Zhuo Fei, did you hear it, someone challenged you!" Zhu Ranlang looked at the corner of the crowd with a smile.

"I've been waiting for a long time!" a deep voice suddenly sounded, and then a tall young man slowly walked up from below, holding a wide and heavy sword of earthy yellow in his hand.

Zhuo Fei looked at Ji Yun, waved his heavy sword and pointed at the other party and said, "Ji Yun, the newcomers of this session of the Qinglong Academy are very bold, and they dare to challenge me the first time they come on stage." I hope you can show your strength, otherwise, I will make you lose very embarrassed!"

"Hmph, I also want your mouth to be as sharp as your sword!" Ji Yun sneered, not afraid of the other party's fierce gaze.

"Alright, let's get started!" Elder Zhu Ran said with a smile.

"Disciple Ji Yun of the Green Dragon Academy!" Ji Yun clenched his fists, full of confidence.

Zhuo Fei returned the salute: "Zhuo Fei, the fifty-sixth generation disciple of the White Tiger Academy, leads the senior brother to recruit highly!"

As soon as the words fell, Zhuo Fei swung the wide and heavy sword in his hand, slashed an arc in mid-air at extreme speed, and smashed it towards Ji Yun, and the violent air flow rolled up a roar.

Ji Yun's eyes instantly became extremely sharp, and with a bang, the dark cyan long sword brought up a flash of light, and it collided with the wide and heavy sword like lightning.

With a bang, a wave of air surged in all directions!

The disciples in the front row felt the most intensely, as if they were swept away by a strong wind, and they were involuntarily forced to take a few steps back.

"With this bit of strength, the master of the Heavenly Sword List turned out to be nothing more than that!" Ji Yun stared at the other party and sneered.

Zhuo Feihu was stunned: "Boy, look for death!" He immediately held the sword in both hands, and turned around with an extremely fierce sweep.

Ji Yun's long sword turned over and twisted, and the whole person avoided the sword surface of the opponent's long sword, and the moment it landed, he rushed up like lightning and stabbed out several swords, each sword was extremely tricky.

Zhuo Fei can become a genius in the top ten of the Heavenly Sword List, and his strength is naturally first-class among the acquired martial artists, and it is not so easy for Ji Yun to defeat him!

"Ding", "Ding", "Ding"... A series of crisp sounds sounded like a torrential downpour, resounding endlessly.

Ji Yun's swordsmanship is fierce and fierce, and his shots are very decisive and fast.

And Zhuo Fei's swordsmanship is to take a fierce route, the moves are wide open and closed, and each sword is powerful and heavy, with the power of splitting mountains and splitting stones!

In the blink of an eye, the two sides have passed dozens of moves, and you come and go, and it is difficult to separate.

"Faint as a flower!" Ji Yun's long sword shook, and a delicate sword flower stabbed at the other party.

It seems to be beautiful and moving, but in fact, it hides a murderous intention!

"Mountain Splitting Sword!" Zhuo Fei roared, and the earthy yellow wide and heavy sword slashed down from the sky, and a fierce sword qi instantly shook the dangerous sword flower in front of him.

"A flash in the pan!" Ji Yun's footsteps flickered, floating to the left side of the opponent like a ghost, and the dark cyan long sword slashed through a trace of extremely fast afterimage, silently stabbing at the opponent's neck, like a flash in the pan.

"Carving insect skills!" Zhuo Fei sneered, as if he had eyes behind him, and turned around to block the horizontal sword.

Snort, the heavy sword and Ji Yun's dark cyan long sword rubbed a dazzling spark, and the two of them staggered almost face to face.

"Hate the world!" Ji Yun's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and even the sword in his hand seemed to contain a hatred, and quickly stabbed into the opponent's chest.

Zhuo Fei roared in a low voice: "Break it for me, Piercing Sky Sword!" The wide and heavy sword in his hand stabbed out head-on, and the tip of the sword seemed to pierce the air, causing a terrifying roar.

Needle tip to wheat mang!

The moment the two swords collided, the dark cyan long sword in Ji Yun's hand was deflected in vain, rubbing Zhuo Fei's wide and heavy sword in a straight line at extreme speed.

"Not good!" Zhuo Fei's face suddenly changed when he saw this scene!

Ji Yun said indifferently: "I'm sorry, you've already lost!" The long sword in his hand was already against the other party's throat, and if he went one more inch, Zhuo Fei's neck was afraid that he would be stabbed through the cold.

Feeling the cold sword qi at his neck, Zhuo Fei's expression stiffened, and he sweated like rain for a while, and was pressed against his throat by the opponent's long sword, making him dare not move. Looking at Ji Yun's cold eyes, Zhuo Fei would not doubt at all that if he dared to move, the other party would definitely pierce his throat unceremoniously.

"Do you want to continue?" Ji Yun stared at the other party and said indifferently.

Zhuo Fei's face changed, he hesitated for a moment, and finally put down the heavy sword, gritted his teeth and said, "I lost!" After speaking, he walked down in despair.

I'm afraid that he still doesn't understand where he just lost!

"Zhuo Fei of the White Tiger Academy lost, and Ji Yun, a disciple of the Blue Dragon Academy, won!" Zhu Ran said loudly.

As soon as Elder Zhu Ran's words fell, the audience was in an uproar, this battle could be said to have shocked countless disciples, and the movement was even greater than when Lu Chen defeated Liu Chun!

"Ji Yun", "Ji Yun", "Ji Yun"...

"Land Dust" "Land Dust" "Land Dust" ...

Among the more than 8,000 disciples, if you want to talk about who are the most excited, you must count the disciples of the Qinglong Academy, when Ji Yun walked down, they all shouted the names of Lu Chen and Ji Yun.

Because these two newcomers are heroes who saved the reputation of the Qinglong Academy, they deserve the respect of the disciples of the Qinglong Academy.

For three years, since the Qinglong Academy lost Zhan Lian, a peerless genius, it has rarely had the opportunity to achieve such brilliant results, and has been looked down upon by the other three veins.

"Wonderful, really wonderful, haha, the Qinglong Academy has gained a lot this year, especially the two outstanding disciples of Lu Chen and Ji Yun, their performance is too outstanding!" Murong Xuan stared at Ji Yun who slowly walked back to the crowd, and was amazed.

"This Ji Yun is very talented, but the killing intent is too heavy!" Murong Ziyun stood aside and commented softly.

Murong Xuan glanced at his daughter in surprise, and immediately smiled: "It's rare to hear you praise a disciple like this, who will be stronger compared to your strength?"

"I haven't compared, so I can't draw a conclusion!" Murong Ziyun shook her head, after she saw Ji Yun's sharp swordsmanship, she suddenly had a feeling of meeting an opponent in chess.

Murong Xuan sighed: "This Ji Yun and Lu Chen are not simple, their talents are not equal, even I am a little envious of Elder Shangguan, who has recruited such an excellent disciple!"

"What, you plan to take them as closed disciples?" Murong Ziyun looked at her father in surprise.

Murong Xuan sighed and said, "My father already has four closed disciples, not the two of them, let's talk about it when I have the opportunity!"

Immediately, he looked at Shangguan Qingyun on the side, and laughed loudly: "Senior Brother Shangguan, congratulations, the Qinglong Academy has recruited such an excellent disciple, you can cultivate well in the future, and add more talents to the sect!"

Shangguan Qingyun was proud of the spring breeze at the moment, his face was full of red light, and when he heard the words of the master, he immediately smiled: "The sect master has won the award, and his subordinates will definitely do their best to cultivate them into talents and live up to the expectations of the sect!"

Xu Lan, a beautiful young woman on the side, said with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Shangguan, the Qinglong Academy has finally raised its eyebrows this time!"

The hunchbacked old man on the other side also said: "Lu Chen and Ji Yun are talented and have the ultimate potential, if Qingyun agrees, you can leave it to me to cultivate!"

"Don't bother Uncle Yu, Qingyun has his own arrangements, they are disciples of Qinglong Academy in life, and they are also ghosts in Qinglong Academy when they die!" Seeing that the first seat of Xuanwu Academy was about to rob people, where would Shangguan Qingyun agree to protect them like a calf. It was not easy to recruit two geniuses with superior qualifications, of course, they were cultivated by themselves, and when they went to other academies, how could they have their own share.

Only Zhao Canghai stood aside silently, his expression was pale, and his mood was very depressed, he couldn't figure out where the outstanding disciples recruited by the Qinglong Academy actually defeated his two geniuses of the White Tiger Academy at once, which made the White Tiger Academy lose face, at this moment, the urge to scold his mother in his heart was gone!

"Wonderful!" Looking at Ji Yun who walked back, Lu Chen praised the other party with four words.

"Cow!" Qu Qingyun gave him a thumbs up.

Ji Yun ignored Qu Qingyun's stupid hat, just stared at Lu Chen coldly, and said solemnly: "I want to compete with you once!"