Chen Hao guessed that one of them must be that Li Wenxuan!
Li Wenxuan, Chen Hao has heard of his name, and he has to say that when Li Wenxuan's parents gave birth to Li Wenxuan, they definitely chose a good day, and he was born during the Chinese New Year.
In other words, after the sect competition, he will be seventeen years old.
Sometimes if you are stuck in a good age group, you can really practice a few months longer than other sixteen-year-olds.
As for who is Li Wenxuan and who is the other, Chen Hao doesn't want to know, nor is he interested in knowing.
Among the eight outer sect disciples of Tianyun Sect, there were seven at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, and one at the late stage of the True Yuan Realm. Deng Yifei was lucky enough to get a warrior at the late stage of the True Yuan Realm. After defeating his opponent, the audience burst into cheers and cheers Most of the vocalists are girls.
After these few days of fierce competition, Deng Yifei has completely established his reputation in Tianyunmen!
Perhaps because of his appearance, his popularity among outer disciples is second only to Li Wenxuan, and it is estimated that half of the female disciples of Tianyun Sect appreciate him.
Even if some of them didn't cheer for Deng Yifei loudly, just look at the number of female disciples who followed Deng Yifei's competition!
In this regard, Chen Hao is not surprised at all.
The beauty party does not divide the world, even if it is the disciples of the Tianyun Sect of the Western Qin State University, there are still some female disciples who like to look at their faces.
What's more, Deng Yifei's strength is not bad, and he can always beat his opponents cleanly. Many onlookers, although they can't understand Deng Yifei's ugly face, they also admit that Deng Yifei has the strength to compete for the top three.
After the top four were left, in the afternoon, Deng Yifei drew an ordinary opponent who was at the peak of the True Yuan Realm, and Li Wenxuan defeated the more difficult opponent who had comprehended the artistic conception. The referee announced that three days later, the finals would be held.
On the day of the final, the arena was full of people, Deng Yifei and Li Wenxuan stood on both sides of the arena.
"Senior brother Li, beat that little boy hard!"
"Senior Brother Deng, come on, beat Senior Brother Li, you will be number one!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Deng Yifei glanced down slightly, it was Ran Yun.
Ran Yun was assigned to Yunyue Peak. They met again a few days ago. Deng Yifei glanced at Ran Yun and looked at Li Wenxuan in front of him.
"..."
Li Wenxuan also ignored the voices under the ring, but after carefully examining Deng Yifei, he slowly said: "I have heard that you are very strong, but I never thought that you would be so strong. Standing in front of you, I seem to feel the pressure , if I guessed correctly, you have also comprehended the artistic conception, right?"
"Understood!" Deng Yifei nodded.
"That's good, let's have a close contest!" Li Wenxuan said excitedly, "In the last match, although Mei Bing had comprehended the artistic conception, his martial skills were still far behind. After defeating you, we I will continue to challenge for the first place in other groups, and then enter the inner sect as the first disciple of the outer sect!"
"Hopefully!"
The humble and polite Deng Yifei did not have the habit of speaking harshly.
"You two, are you ready?" the referee asked in a deep voice.
"Ready!"
Deng Yifei and Li Wenxuan answered in unison.
"Then I declare, the contest...begins!"
As soon as the referee announced the start, he jumped into the air, looking down at the entire arena, and at the same time was ready to make a move at any time to save the outer disciples who might die in a crisis.
"The sword state of the cloud—Piaoyun swordsmanship!"
Li Wenxuan's body seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist, and the long sword in his hand was also covered by the white mist, making it a little illusory!
Under the arena, an outer disciple excitedly said: "Brother Li has made a full attack, and the sword intent of the cloud combined with the low-grade Piaoyun swordsmanship of the Xuan level, Deng Yifei is definitely no match!"
What Li Wenxuan comprehended was the sword intent of the cloud, last time he competed with his opponent, Deng Yifei saw it clearly.
Seeing that the opponent did not hold back and shot with all his strength, of course Deng Yifei would not hide his clumsiness anymore.
Deng Yifei knew that Li Wenxuan was a true genius, even though he had been working hard to improve his cultivation and hadn't spent too much time practicing swordsmanship and body skills, but because of his high comprehension and backed by a family, his swordsmanship, Body skills, still better than myself with the help of the Scarlet Blood Sword!
Deng Yifei's only advantage over Li Wenxuan is his artistic conception and his accumulated experience!
He silently said in his heart: "Killing, fear, aurora artistic conception!"
Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Deng Yifei's body was shining with dazzling white light... Those lights, so bright, can't feel the warmth, they can only make those who see it feel fear!
But in Chen Hao's consciousness, everything is different.
A strong murderous aura erupted from Deng Yifei's body, black and red mist filled his body, it was the fusion of killing sword intent and fear sword intent!
But because Deng Yifei's Aurora Sword Realm, killing sword intent and fear sword intent were all covered up, warriors with weak spiritual sense couldn't discover what was hidden in Deng Yifei's body under the light!
This was the first time that Deng Yifei had used his full strength in the ring, and the opponents in front of him couldn't detect his strength at all.
The two sides hadn't formally fought each other yet, Li Wenxuan was completely suppressed just in terms of momentum.
Killing, fear, and aurora are mainly aimed at the artistic conception of the mind. Even if the effect of aurora on Li Wenxuan is negligible, there is the enhancement of the sword master's sword intent by the red blood sword, and the accumulation of Deng Yifei in the past three years, which is far beyond the fear of ordinary warriors of the same age. The murderous aura, combined together, all overwhelmed Li Wenxuan's heart, and Li Wenxuan felt that it was difficult for him to breathe!
"What's going on? Why don't you make a move?" Under the ring, an outer disciple whispered.
"I don't know, maybe this is a master's trick!"
"What kind of artistic conception did Senior Brother Deng comprehend? It is clearly bright, but it always feels so cold and scary!"
"have no idea!"
"..."
Li Wenxuan felt sweat seep out of his palms.
With a thought in his mind, he attacked Deng Yifei.
He knew that if he continued like this, he would lose even worse!
He felt that Deng Yifei was very scary, and he might not be his opponent, but his pride as a genius supported him and made him charge against Deng Yifei!
The two long swords collided in the air.
As soon as he got close to Deng Yifei, Li Wenxuan felt icy cold all over his body, and that cold feeling made his heart palpitate!
He took a few steps back and looked at Deng Yifei vigilantly with his eyes, but he couldn't see anything, he could only see white light!
What the hell is that
Li Wenxuan's heart was trembling.
"What's going on? Brother Li was repelled?" An outer disciple whispered, "Is Deng Yifei that strong?"
Those outer disciples didn't know the truth, but they could see the general situation clearly. Li Wenxuan retreated!
"What is the artistic conception of the white light on your body?" Li Wenxuan finally couldn't help but speak!
He really wanted to know, what kind of artistic conception is so terrifying, he has seen the killing artistic conception of Xiantian realm warriors, but the killing artistic conception is not so powerful!
(end of this chapter)