"Nine Rank Martial Artist?"

After Zhao Lei saw Yun Sheng, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, but immediately, the expression on his face was extremely exciting.

What he cared about most was still Yun Sheng's cultivation, but this check made him completely shocked, a month ago he was a third-rank martial artist, and now he was a nine-rank martial artist.

His voice made everyone strange and change, originally the disciples just regarded Yun Sheng as a joke, but Zhao Lei's voice made them secretly feel bad in their hearts.

"I'm a good man, I'm really a nine-rank martial artist. ”

"A month and a half ago, I obviously saw that he only had a third-grade martial artist, how could it be..."

The disciples hurriedly investigated Yun Sheng's cultivation, and this time they had to recognize the reality, and Yun Sheng did not hide his strength.

"Look, junior brother, you're perverted enough. Wang Yu squinted his eyes, and his round head went out like this, and his facial features disappeared directly.

“...”

Rolling his eyes, Yun Sheng didn't pay attention to him, but looked at Zhao Lei playfully, the smile on the corner of his mouth was indescribably weird.

And the six elders stood up directly, and Zhao Lei's words could be heard very clearly with their strength.

Lan Yun and several elders hurriedly investigated, and the results they got were still the same, at this moment, the expressions on their faces were extremely complicated.

There are always people in this world who are better than others, and people like to call such people geniuses, and attribute their excellence to some innate strength.

But the structure of human beings is the same, whether it is the brain or the muscles, there is not much difference.

It is nothing more than talent and understanding, which requires unremitting efforts the day after tomorrow, and it is even possible to take a wrong step and be doomed.

For example, Lan Sheng, he is respected as a genius by the entire Extreme South Domain, but only one person knows that Qin Xiaosu's talent is probably above Lan Sheng.

"Hehe, this kid..."

Lan Sheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, he couldn't hide the joy on his face, looking at Yun Sheng a little distressed, I'm afraid that Yun Sheng has experienced a lot of things in the past month or so.

"I must torture this kid later, hum! Dare to pretend to be mysterious with the master, you feel good about it..."A trace of cunning crossed the corner of Lan Sheng's mouth.

"Ninth Elder, since you know this kid's strength, why didn't you say it earlier? The eyes of the six elders were full of complexity, but no one noticed the vague killing intent.

"Hehe, I still need to report to you when I do something?" Lan Sheng glanced at the Sixth Elder and sneered.

"You..."

The Sixth Elder was directly dumbfounded by Lan Sheng, and his face was full of anger.

"Xiao Lan, if you had known this kid's strength, there was no need to hide it, you would have made it impossible for everyone to get off the stage. Lan Yun sighed helplessly.

"I don't know. Lan Sheng turned around and sat down directly, looked at Yun Sheng with interest, and said in a cold voice.

This dramatic scene did not affect the progress of the big competition, and the great elder at the front of the battle platform was also full of surprise in his eyes, but more of a happy one.

If Yun Sheng really wants to cultivate like this, I am afraid that sooner or later he will surpass Lan Sheng, which is a great good thing for the Star Moon Sect.

"This guy is really surprising. Leng Yue looked at Yun Sheng, who was talking and laughing with Wang Yu, and a hint of discoloration flashed on her face.

At the same time, Zhao Lei had a gloomy face, looking at Yun Sheng's figure as if he were looking at a dead person, without emotion.

Just now because of his junior sister's injury, he had already been angry, and now he sees that Yun Sheng's strength is like a volcanic eruption, and he may not be able to suppress his anger at any time.

broke six small realms in a row in more than a month, even if there were adventures, it proved that his talent was not as good as Yun Sheng, which made him, who had never taken Yun Sheng in his eyes, but a naked slap in the face.

Zhao Lei narrowed his eyes, his face was calm, and then he turned his head to look at the first battle platform, and a killing intent burst out in his eyes.

Swish!!!

A sound of breaking wind sounded, and Zhao Lei appeared directly on the first battle platform, and in front of him was still the young man's body cultivator, Lei Yan.

"Wow, look, Senior Brother Zhao actually appeared?"

"Huh, it's really!"

"Isn't this going to conserve your strength?"

The disciples were slightly surprised when they saw Zhao Lei on stage, but many people were full of helplessness, originally this competition was to show their strength, so as to attract the attention of the sect.

But because of Zhao Lei's appearance, many inner disciples with low strength were full of bitterness, at least they had missed the opportunity.

"Can't help it?"

Yun Sheng saw Zhao Lei on the first battle platform, touched his chin, and said calmly.

"This product is underdrawn, and I'll see how the master smokes him. The flesh on Wang Yu's body kept shaking, and even if Yun Sheng was used to it, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Don't worry, my grudge with him will be resolved. Yun Sheng looked at Zhao Lei's figure and smiled mysteriously.

"Oh?" Wang Yu was slightly stunned, a hint of discoloration flashed in his eyes, and then he stopped talking.

"It seems that this competition is about to start in earnest. The corners of Leng Yue's mouth rose, and an evil smile crossed it.

"This Zhao Lei is really, alas......"

The young man next to Leng Yue patted his forehead helplessly, but his eyes were full of excitement, he was ranked fifth in the inner gate, and his strength was in the early stage of the Xuan Master.

Because of Zhao Lei's appearance, the audience became no longer silent, and even a little boiling, this is the real duel, and it is obviously just beginning.

"Senior Brother Yun, are you going to go to that battle platform?" Wang Yu's fleshy white and tender little hand patted Yun Sheng's arm, and his smile was very funny.

"I didn't think about it, you go first. Yun Sheng also patted his arm, well, it feels good.

"Forget it, I'm not in a hurry. Wang Yu stretched out his round head and said with a smile.

Yun Sheng took a look at the nine battle platforms, and it was clear at a glance that the strength was almost the same as that of a nine-rank martial artist, but Lei Yan gave Yun Sheng a very strong feeling.

He hid his strength.

So he wanted to see how far this Zhao Lei had grown.

After a short time, one by one, the top-ranked inner disciples stepped onto the battle platform one after another, except for Zhao Leiqing's early stage of Xuanshi.

One of them was the young man next to Leng Yue just now, and he was also the only disciple who was very close to Leng Yue, Ye Long.

"The joust begins!"

The Great Elder's majestic voice spread instantly, and the words fell, except for the first battle platform, the other eight battle platforms all admitted defeat.

Just kidding, they are all nine-rank martial artists, and the challenge of skipping the level does not exist.

At the same time, on the first battlefield, the battle is about to break out.

Zhao Lei looked at Lei Yan indifferently, his eyes shot out of the endless edge, and the Qingyu Sword in his hand was unsheathed for half a minute, and a fierce aura instantly swept and spread.

The aura of killing permeated the surroundings, suffocating.

"Interesting. ”

Lei Yan glanced at Xiao Hua's figure, and then looked at Zhao Lei, it seems that this guy is here to avenge her.

"Alas!"

With a sigh in his heart, Lei Yan showed bitterness on his face, it seemed that this battle was inevitable, but he was extremely excited in his heart, after all, Zhao Lei was ranked second in the inner gate.

"Kill !!"

Zhao Lei shouted, and his figure instantly rushed towards Lei Yan, a sonorous sound sounded, the Qingyu sword was unsheathed, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Lei Yan's throat, and the fierce color was permeated.

Trample......

Lei Yan didn't give in, his body crackled, he had just warmed up, and at the same time, his figure rushed directly towards Zhao Lei, as fast as a wind.

There was a loud bang, the sword wind burst, blowing the sand and dust on the battle platform, the two figures staggered apart, stood firm, and Zhao Lei pointed at the other party again, facing each other from a distance.

At this time, Lei Yan was not a nine-rank martial artist, but the early stage of the Xuanshi, but Zhao Lei was not bad, and he forcibly suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of the Xuanshi.

"It is worthy of Senior Brother Zhao, your swordsmanship attainments are indeed beyond my expectations, but in the same realm, it has also ended here. ”

Lei Yan's tone was full of twelve points of confidence, as if he could infect others.

"Really, then you can try again!"

The two sides were not talking, but the breath of the whole body was more condensed and sharper, and a gust of wind rose out of thin air, impacting, forming several small cyclones on the ground, whirling.

"How do I feel...... It's a little cold......" Some people in the audience tightened their clothes and said shivering.

The others didn't speak, their eyes widened and stared without blinking, because they all knew that what was going to happen was the real beginning.

"There are too many flaws in swordsmanship, too slow and miscellaneous. Yun Sheng saw the scene just now, stared at Zhao Lei and shook his head.

The fat man beside him didn't speak, and looked at Yun Sheng's figure, his eyes full of strange colors.

"Yellow rank mid-grade swordsmanship, Ye Luo swordsmanship. Zhao Lei drank lightly, his figure flashed, and appeared in front of Lei Yan.

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