Ninth Heaven, Shenxiao Palace!
Sun Yijue watched with a ferocious expression as the crystal ball in his hand shattered into countless powders and fell onto the sapphire ground. Although her appearance was absolutely beautiful, she looked as fierce as a ghost at this moment. Her body was trembling slightly. Like an active volcano waiting to erupt.
In the huge hall of Shenxiao Palace, a beautiful maidservant lay trembling on the ground, terrified and uneasy.
"Slave! Fly! Moon!" Sun Yijue gritted his teeth, word by word popping out from between his teeth. "You bitch, how dare you disobey me!!"
There was an invisible hot breath flowing around Sun Yijue's body, causing the air around her to twist and turn, and her entire face and body were deformed and distorted at a glance.
"You can't get rid of me!" Sun Yijue turned his head fiercely and looked at the maid aside. Her eyes were blood red, and hatred blinded her eyes, making her look crazy and violent.
"How are the preparations for Tongxian Pass?" Sun Yijue said with a gloomy expression.
The maid was stunned for a moment, looked up, and immediately lowered her head in fear, saying in a trembling voice: "Star Master, the preparations for the Tongxian Pass Formation are not yet complete..."
Sun Yijue was furious: "How long will it take!!"
The maidservant said in a trembling voice: "Star Master, this is the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, it is impossible..."
Sun Yijue roared: "Trash!! They are all a bunch of trash!!" After saying that, she turned around and walked out. With every step she took, a ripple appeared under her feet, and her entire figure disappeared as soon as she stepped out. At the same time, they appeared at the entrance of Shenxiao Palace.
Then she took another step, and her figure disappeared in an instant. No one knew where she went. Only the maidservant shivered in place, fearful and timid.
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Lingshan sect, Wentian Mountain.
What happened in the distant Shenjing did not affect the Lingshan Sect's ongoing assessment and rating at all.
Li Chengfeng soon faced his third battle in a row on the second day, two battles in one day. This was something that all the monks talked about.
Compared with some confident opponents, they are not afraid of successive wheel battles, but what they are really afraid of is such intensive battles, which leave almost no room or time to breathe.
A normal monk would be exhausted physically and mentally after a big battle, and it would usually take him a while to recover.
"Why two battles in one day?" Ouyang Nan was particularly angry at this time. He found Sun Boyi and protested angrily, "I have never heard of such a thing as two battles in one day for assessment and rating!"
Sun Boyi looked at Ouyang Nan in surprise: "This is a normal rotation. Does Senior Brother Ouyang have any objections?"
Ouyang Nan said angrily: "How can there be any truth in this! This is clearly aimed at Li Chengfeng!"
Sun Boyi smiled slightly and said respectfully and politely: "Senior brother, please look..." As he said that, he pulled Ouyang Nan to look at the huge water flow table on the cliff of Wentian Peak, pointed to one of them, and said: "It's not just Senior Brother Li fights twice a day, and other senior brothers and sisters also fight twice a day. Because there are so many people in this assessment, it is really a last resort."
"Furthermore, there are often byes in the battle. If you have a bye, someone will naturally have to fight one more time. This is a rule that has been established for a long time. Don't you know, senior brother?"
"Moreover, Junior Brother Li destroyed the venue and occupied the time of other disciples. This debt cannot fall on them, right? Senior Brother, do you think this is true?"
Ouyang Nan was speechless and angry.
In previous assessments and ratings, byes occurred in every round of the first round, but in the past the number of people was not too large and it was manageable within the stipulated time.
But this time, more than 2,000 people were assessed for rating, and each person had to fight fifteen times in the first round, which totaled more than 30,000 fights. This number was simply shocking.
Thanks to the fact that Lingshan Sect is the third best practice sect in the world, it has such a territory and confidence to be able to support it. Otherwise, if it were another sect, just after these 30,000 battles, the entire sect's territory would be almost destroyed. .
Not to mention anything else, just after the battle between Li Chengfeng and Li Maungran, the ground was temporarily unusable, and Lingshan needed to send other personnel to come up immediately for repairs and maintenance.
No matter how fast it is, it will take two or three hours to repair it. In this time, other venues have already completed two or three rounds.
The time for assessment and rating has been set long ago, and it must be completed within the specified time. Anyone who exceeds or takes up this time will most likely become two battles in one day, and face a very scary situation.
Ouyang Nan was speechless, glared at Sun Boyi angrily, and turned away. Sun Boyi curled his lips slightly and looked disdainfully. Then he looked at Li Chengfeng, who was about to take the field. His eyes were cold and there was an imperceptible sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Li Chengfeng saw Ouyang Nan coming back angrily and helplessly. He smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Ouyang, don't worry, I'm fine."
Ouyang Nan said angrily: "This is unfair! They..."
Li Chengfeng immediately interrupted him and said, "When has our Hidden Sword Pavilion ever been treated fairly?"
Ouyang Nan was speechless, and then he let out a long sigh and said: "Junior Brother Chengfeng, you can actually choose to give up this fight. The two battles in this day are definitely targeting you! They want to kill your energy!"
Li Chengfeng nodded and said, "I know! But...how can such a little trick do anything to me?"
Ouyang Nan smiled bitterly and said: "Junior brother, don't be careless. After these fifteen battles in a row, even the Iron Man will turn into mud! If you don't arrange your mana and energy well, you won't be able to hold on."
Li Chengfeng blinked at Ouyang Nan, lowered his voice and said, "Senior Brother Ouyang... when did you ever see me have magic power?"
This sentence made Ouyang Nan stunned and somewhat unresponsive.
Han Tianxing, a newbie, was even more confused. He whispered to Zhao Xiaobao and Su Yuehan: "What do you mean, senior brother?"
Zhao Xiaobao shook his head, with the same confused expression, but Su Yuehan smiled slightly, and she whispered: "The person in the world who is least afraid of wheel battles... is probably him!"
As she said that, Su Yuehan also showed a hint of worry: It's just that I don't know if anyone has discovered Li Chengfeng's real weakness at the moment. If someone discovers it, then... Li Chengfeng's next battle will be very, very difficult. .
She was just thinking that Li Chengfeng had already stepped into the ring at this time. Because he had won consecutive battles, defeated good players, and used a fighting method that was far beyond ordinary people's expectations, he attracted a large number of Lingshan Sect disciples to watch.
Li Chengfeng's opponent was a disciple of Zangqing Pavilion. The monk's uniform with three green edges he wore showed that he was also a strong disciple.
As soon as Li Chengfeng came up, the disciple sneered and said: "Li Chengfeng, I have seen through all your tricks! Your good luck ends here!"