The last monk of the Feng Department was frozen by the cold of the ice pick, and the set of high-level spiritual weapons on his body was almost shattered by the combined power of the four fireballs.

Four fireballs exploded around him, and the explosion wave continued to impact back and forth, and the combined power exceeded ten times that of a single fireball. Any Qi Refining Stage cultivator would also suffer heavy internal injuries under such an attack.

He felt like he had been hit hard, and with a "poof" spurt out a mouthful of red blood.

His body shook violently, and he almost fell to the ground, but after a few stumbles, he still held the Wind Spirit Sword in his hand, barely standing on the arena and not falling.

"I'm not as good as others, and I have nothing to say if I lose in your hands!"

The monk was covered in bloodstains, his eyes looked at Ye Chen very unwillingly, and he gasped, "I can see that you didn't exert your strength. You're proficient in almost all of the department's beginner spells, and there's definitely a killer one that hasn't been used. It's just that I'd love to know. How far apart am I from you?!"

"I only use a fiery eye to see through your body. One lightning strike, four ice picks blocked, and four fireballs attacked. A total of ten small spells were unleashed, and less than a tenth of the mana was consumed.

It's just a simple spell combination. You and I fight ten more times, and I can defeat you ten more times or at least ten times with a completely different combination of spells. ”

Ye Chen looked at the monk, thought about it, and said.

He stopped, took a small sip of the third-order spirit wine, quickly recovered one-tenth of the mana he had consumed, and did not attack again.

The opponent has lost the ability to continue fighting, and he can stand on this arena with a lot of perseverance to support him not to fall. Such an opponent, even if he was a monk of the Feng faction, Ye Chen still admired him, allowing him to walk off the arena with dignity.

"Completely different tactics, at least ten defeats!?"

After hearing this, the last monk of the Feng family turned extremely pale and smiled a little miserably. He believed that what Ye Chen said was not a lie.

It's not scary. At most, if you can see through his "Remnant of the Wind", you may not be his opponent.

Will be struck by lightning, and it is not scary. Change into a lightning cloak.

Icicles, not scary. Replace yourself with an anti-ice vestment.

A small fireball, even less scary. Under normal circumstances, very few monks would be defeated by a fireball.

However, when these spells were cast by a monk, it became terrifying. The perfect combination of various beginner-level spells, even the most common fireballs, can exert unexpectedly powerful power.

"My strength should be in the top 100 among thousands of monks, and if it weren't for the instructions above, I might have a chance to get a Tsukidan. Your strength, there is nothing wrong with the top thirty. ”

The last monk of the Feng family shook his head, somewhat regretful. He turned around and walked with difficulty down the arena. It wasn't until he walked out of the arena that he finally couldn't hold on, coughed up blood again, and stumbled to the ground.

The disciples of the Heavenly Void Immortal Sect who were outside the venue hurriedly went up to rescue.

At this point, more than dozens of monks from the Feng faction who participated in the Xianmen Grand Examination were all seriously injured and out. Such an injury, even with the best treatment, will not be able to recover within a few days.

Ye Chen defeated the last third-generation disciple of the Feng family, and calmly stood on the No. 50 Fighting Stage, looking at the surrounding arena, as well as the observation platform of the second-generation True Inheritance Disciple Zone. He knew that Feng Zhongjie and Wang De were watching from above.

But what could be!

There are more than fifty Jindan elders in the Heavenly Void Immortal Sect, and the Feng Department is headed by a Jindan elder from the Heavenly Void Immortal Sect, and it is far from the level of covering the sky with one hand. If compared to the head of the Heavenly Void Immortal Sect and several elders with real power, just one Feng family is even more nothing.

Ye Chen's heart was calm

Under the Xianmen Arena, there was a stunned and exclamation.

A hundred positions on the arena, a large number of monks rushed up and were knocked down again.

The defenders have changed one after another.

There are very few monks who can hold a position. can hold the ranking list under the rotation offensive of the car ** battle, and only the absolute strength can be defended.

Many monks who participated in the big examination were shocked when they saw the waves of brutal and bloody battles that took place on the No. 50 Doufa platform. The fifty-year-old keeper, a monk with a low reputation, actually kept his position.

This was enough to shock most of the monks in the examination room, and the gaze of the keeper was also filled with awe.

In the crowd in the examination room, Zhu Haomin, Jiang Zhi and Wei Ming were also extremely excited. They haven't come to the stage yet, and they've been watching Ye Chen's fight.

"Ye Chen, it's so strong!"

Zhu Haomin's eyes flashed, and his mood was extremely complicated. Since Ye Chen came to the stage, he has been staring closely at every battle on the fiftieth fighting platform.

He had always wanted to know how strong Ye Chen was, but unfortunately there were too few opportunities to fight. Back then, the Demon Town Tower was just a matter of fighting for a few blinks, and there were many people, so it was not a real fight.

But now, Zhu Haomin finally saw a small part clearly.

Ye Chen's foundation was too solid, all of them were the most basic beginner-level spells, and he didn't use any amazing high-level combat skills or mixed spells.

But that's it, Ye Chen is still a complete victory.

Dozens of Qi Refining Stage ** level cultivators in a row were defeated in front of Ye Chen.

Every monk, because of their own spiritual roots, has strengths and weaknesses, and once they are attacked to their weak points, it can easily lead to defeat.

Ye Chen's advantage is an all-round advantage. He does not have an advantage at one point, but through the sum of all points, he forms an all-round advantage, attacking the opponent's weakness, so that the opponent is tired of dealing with it, and he cannot be dangerous at all. I knew that all the spells he used were rudimentary-level spells, but there was no way to deal with him.

"Ye Chen's weaknesses are obvious, each series of spells is very mediocre, it seems that there is nothing special, but once these series of spells appear on him alone, these weaknesses actually disappear unexpectedly! His opponents are full of fatal weaknesses. It's a no-brainer!"

Zhu Haomin was bitter.

He knew very well that Ye Chen's tactics were determined by Duolinggen, and others couldn't learn it if they wanted to.

"Senior Brother Ye, he killed all of Feng Zhongjie's subordinates! More than 30 people, all seriously injured and out!"

Jiang Zhi covered her mouth with her small hands and closed her mouth in surprise.

"What kind of thing is Feng Zhongjie, but he is just a second-generation true disciple, a monk in the foundation building period! Just because he also wants to recruit Senior Brother Ye as his subordinate! With Senior Brother Ye's strength, after breaking through the foundation building period, it won't take many years to beat Feng Zhongjie down!"

Wei Ming's eyes lit up with a feverish light, and he shouted loudly.

There were no Feng people in this arena for a long time, and he was not afraid of offending people.

And not just on the field.

Around the entire Xianmen Arena, hundreds of thousands of disciples of the three generations who watched the big exam couldn't help but stir up when they saw the extremely fierce fight on the No. 50 Fighting Method, discussing who the list keeper was and what was going on.

Xianmen Arena, on the observation deck of the second-generation monks' area.

Feng Zhongjie's face was purple, he pulled his palm, and kept watching, until he saw the last of the strongest Feng disciple of the third generation of disciples defeated miserably under Ye Chen's hands.

"Sure enough, it's a bunch of waste, and the strongest one went up, but they couldn't drive him down!"

Feng Zhongjie's face was almost dripping blood, and he gritted his teeth. There are no three generations of monks in his hands to deploy, only the second generation of monks of the Feng family. But they can't interfere with the big test. With all the Jindan elders here, it was impossible for him to do anything in the arena.

Wang De, who was on the side, also had a dead face.

This is the desperate gamble of the three generations of disciples of the Feng family.

In the Xianmen Grand Examination that he participated in this year, dozens of third-generation disciples of the Feng Department were seriously injured one by one, and they were all eliminated in this way, losing the hope of competing for the top 100 places in the Tianxu Xianmen Grand Examination in advance.

Entering the top 100 of the big exam and getting a Tsukidan only has a certain chance of building a foundation, which does not mean that you can become a 100% foundation building monk. But if you don't have Tsukidan, I'm afraid you won't be able to build a foundation 100%.

"Senior Brother Feng, I lost this big test. We've lost our chance to get a Tsukidan, and we've lost a chance to add a Tsukidan. It seems that it will take three years to cultivate a foundation monk. ”

Wang De said bitterly, "Now you need to worry, if Ye Chen enters the top thirty in this big exam and obtains more than two foundation building pills, it is very likely to build a foundation." Now that the suppression can't be suppressed, how should I deal with him in the future!"

"Are you saying that I'm a big Feng family, and I'm afraid that he won't succeed?! Even if he becomes a foundation building monk, I alone will be enough to clean him up!"

Feng Zhongjie suddenly seemed to be stimulated, his eyes were extremely angry, and he turned his head and roared at Wang De.

Seeing that he was furious, Wang De shut up with interest, and didn't dare to say more

On the huge observation deck of the second-generation true disciple area.

Many of the foundation building monks noticed the fierce battle on the fiftieth fighting platform.

These second-generation true disciples could more or less recognize Feng Zhongjie's group of subordinates, and they were all a little surprised to see this group of Feng monks rushing forward and then challenging No. 50.

"Feng Zhongjie actually had a hard time with a third-generation disciple. In this year's big exam, the Feng department seems to be completely finished. It is not possible to add a foundation monk in three years, and I am afraid that it will be three years before there is hope. ”

"Who is that person, who actually made Feng Zhongjie so angry, and did not hesitate to send the whole Feng family up?!"

"I know a thing or two. I heard that a few years ago, Feng Zhongming was appointed as the director of the primary examination, and found a rather outstanding third-generation disciple, and wanted to recruit this third-generation disciple to join the Feng family. As a result, he was rejected by this person, and he became angry and wanted to suppress it. But now it seems that his suppression did not have the slightest effect, but instead lost his old capital. ”

"Haha, Feng Zhongjie's temper is too arrogant, people are not willing to serve, why force it! Now lift a stone to shoot yourself in the foot. ”

A true disciple of another faction couldn't help but laugh when he saw Feng Zhongjie's ugly face from a distance. They didn't mind, the ridicule would reach Feng Zhongjie's ears.

In the Heavenly Void Immortal Gate, with the Jindan monk as the head of the faction, there are many major factions. There are more than fifty factions, and the Feng faction is just one of them.

The monks of the other factions, of course, were happy to see the Feng family unlucky in the big exam, and the dozens of third-generation disciples who had finally supported them were all wiped out in the examination room. Originally, the three generations of disciples of the Feng faction also had the opportunity to win one or two positions in the list of the Immortal Gate Examination. It's a pity that in order to fight a third-generation disciple with all his might, the entire army was wiped out. Now that the Feng faction has been abolished, the disciples of other factions will have more opportunities to be on the list.

Naturally, they were optimistic about the success, and they restrained the three generations of monks of their respective factions not to get involved.

(To be continued)