Zhang Ning didn't hear the discussion of everyone in the audience, he was now completely shocked, among the inner disciples, there was someone who could not lose to him in light skills.

"Starlight Finger!"

As soon as Zhang Ning pointed out, the void was full of fingers, and the fingers cracked the air, and the sound of sneering was endless.

Puff puff......

The figure of the wind was broken down and scattered at once, and it turned out to be an afterimage.

"Your light work is nothing more than that. The sound of the wind coming from behind Zhang Ning.

Zhang Ning was annoyed and angry, his body was like a whirlwind, spinning violently, and countless fingers shot out in all directions, some of which pierced the stone pillars on the edge of the platform.

Feng Qingyang's eyes were sharp, his body flashed, shuttling between countless fingers, these fingers were not launched together, there were always front and back, fast and slow, with strong body control ability and speed, Feng Qingyang entered and entered the room without interruption, saw the stitches, and shook five steps in front of Zhang Ning.

"How is it possible, you can't hit him like this. ”

Including Xiao Ye and Zhou Ruo, all the inner disciples in the audience were stunned, and their mouths opened slightly.

People with eyesight know that speed alone can't avoid all the fingers, after all, the gap between each finger is very small, the small one is negligible, and these fingers are not arranged, they are disorderly, there is no way to find the law, if you want to pass through it, eyesight, mental strength, physical strength, speed, reaction and the overall situation must reach the upper level.

At the elder's seat, the Great Elder said with a smile: "This son is good, there are not many people who can beat Zhang Ning in light skills." ”

The second elder nodded, "Zhang Ning's figure should not be underestimated, but after all, it is not as good as the other party's old and spicy, and his proficiency is also a step behind." ”

"Haha, the appearance of three potential disciples in a row is a blessing for my Taibai Sword Sect!"

On the stage, Feng Qingyang punched out, and Zhang Ning was shocked neatly.

"The wind is clear!"

The deacon of the draw was stunned and shouted.

Feng Qingyang was not too proud, his body slipped, and he fell next to Ying Qing'er in an instant.

Ying Qing'er seemed to know the result, smiled faintly, pinched her sleeves and gently wiped the dust on her forehead.

"Brother Feng, what do you think of this Zhang Ning's light skills?"

"It's okay, but he can't comprehend the true meaning of the wind yet, it's just the speed of the wind. "The wind is formless and phaseless, if Zhang Ning can comprehend it, the wind is clear and sunny and naturally inferior to him in light skills.

Zhang Ning stepped down in despair, losing to others in light skills, which hit him very hard, after all, he was full of confidence before, thinking that he could easily solve Feng Qingyang.

The tenth round of competition is over.

The deacon of the lottery will report the points score.

"Group 7, the first place is clear, with 20 points, the second place is Zhang Ning, with 18 points, and the third place is ......"

The top three teams in the group stage qualified for the finals, and Zhang Ning was not eliminated.

Soon, the top three teams were also lined up by other groups.

Ying Qing'er didn't want a high ranking at all, she was too waterproof, and she lost the qualification for the finals, Wang Qifei only lost one game and ranked second, as for Ye Yunxi and Jiang Feng, they both advanced with the first place in the group.

No matter how exciting the game is, you have to eat, and it's already noon.

The Grand Elder stood up and announced that the final would take place in the afternoon.

The cafeteria of the inner disciples of the Taibai Sword Sect.

"I really can't imagine that three strongmen have emerged from this class of inner disciples, one Ye Yunxi, one Jiang Feng, and one Qingyang. ”

"Ye Yunxi's swordsmanship is too strong, I still haven't figured out how he defeated Senior Brother Zhao Fengyi. ”

"Jiang Feng is not bad, he solved Senior Brother Song Qingshan with three legs, and he is as stable as a mountain. ”

"You say, in addition to the light work, how about the other aspects?"

"I guess it's a light skill! But if you want to defeat him, you must be in the top six of the top ten disciples of the inner sect. ”

"Well, no matter how powerful the light skill is, if the attack power is not good, it will not be able to defeat Senior Brother Zhang Shuyi and the others. ”

"Yes! Except for Zhang Ning, Zhao Fengyi and Song Qingshan, the other seven have not exposed their full strength, and they have not even shown seventy percent of their strength, it is difficult to win them, and they must not be too bad in every aspect. ”

"Don't say it, besides, I can't eat with excitement, I really want to see the finals soon, at that time, the top ten disciples of the inner gate will definitely go all out, the peak showdown of the inner disciples!"

In the afternoon.

The martial arts square was boiling again, and it was several times more lively than in the morning.

On the central platform, the Great Elder raised his voice and said: "The finals are divided into a knockout round and a ranking match, and there will be twenty people eliminated in the knockout round, and only ten are left, and the ranking competition will determine the ranking of the top ten disciples of the inner sect this year,......"

Below, Feng Qingyang listened clearly, there are ten rounds of knockouts, divided into three platforms, but each platform has no fixed personnel, that is to say, whoever is drawn will be on, as for which platform it is possible.

After ten rounds, the top ten points will become the top ten disciples of this year's inner gate.

After becoming one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, there is also a ranking match, which is the most complicated and requires many games, not to mention for the time being.

"Now, the finals have officially begun. The Great Elder raised his true qi and raised his voice.

Rumble!

There was a lot of noise in the audience, and everyone was supporting their favorite inner disciples.

"The first platform, Song Qingshan vs. Han Fei!"

"The second platform, Ye Yunxi vs. Lin Ping!"

"The third platform, Liu Yizhi vs. Zhang Ning!"

There was no suspense in the match between the first platform and the second platform, and the third platform was a little interesting, after all, this was a duel between the top ten disciples of the inner sect in the last session, which immediately caused a tsunami of cheers.

Six people took the stage one after another.

Not surprisingly, Song Qingshan and Ye Yunxi easily defeated their opponents and scored two points.

And the battle for the third platform has not yet begun.

Zhang Ning looked at Liu Yizhi with great solemnity, as one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, there were two people he didn't want to meet the most, one was Zhang Shuyi, the ghost gate sword, and the other was Liu Yizhi, the remnant blood sword.

The swordsmanship of the ghost gate sword Zhang Shuyi is unpredictable, unpredictable, slightly inferior in strength, and there is almost no way to threaten him, and Liu Yizhi is even more terrifying, his advantages are overwhelming, and his quality in all aspects is top-notch, and it is almost impossible to have hope when he meets him.

It's just that Zhang Ning still wants to take a sword from Liu Yizhi's hand, no matter what, he is also one of the top ten disciples of the inner gate, and he is leveled by a sword, and his face can't pass the test.

Liu Yizhi grinned and said, "Zhang Ning, are you thinking about how to walk a sword from my hand." ”

"Give up this plan! Your strength is too far from mine. ”

Approaching Zhang Ning step by step, Liu Yizhi's right hand was placed on the hilt of the sword.

Flash!

Zhang Ning's scalp was numb, and he hurriedly swept to the side, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"You can't escape!"

Almost no one saw how Liu Yizhi drew his sword, only saw the blood-red sword flash away.

The next moment, Zhang Ning's figure was revealed, and the clothes on his chest were torn open with a narrow sword mark, extending all the way to his waist.

Ha ha!

After a few laughs, Liu Yizhi turned around and walked off the stage.