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Elder Liao threw the Iron Bamboo Sword to the disciple, stepped aside, and said, "This time the discussion on the sword will be decided by the elder, and the discussion on the sword will begin!"
The atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed, and the head of Hanhui and the elders all had doubts and expectations on their faces.
However, Leng Yu, Mo Xinzhi, Nian Ru Jiao, and others were all very nervous, and they didn't dare to get out of the air.
Nothing is more exciting than the group of disciples waiting to come on stage, watching incomparably jokingly.
The dark-skinned disciple finally stood on such a large stage, in front of the heads and the elders, given the opportunity to perform, he was naturally excited.
He looked upright and awe-inspiring, holding the sword and arching his hand to introduce himself: "Leng Xingchen, I am the disciple of the elder Chu, Zhang..."
"To shut up!"
Before the disciple with the surname Zhang finished speaking, Ye Fan interrupted directly, saying: "This young master is not interested in knowing the name of a waste!"
If everyone who ran up had to introduce themselves, it would be too time-consuming, Ye Fan thought.
The outer disciple surnamed Zhang slapped his face with twitching, and a wave of anger surged in his eyes, and he gave a cold snort, "If this is the case, I'm sorry!"
With that, the disciple Zhang stabs forward, a sword stabbed, and a sword qi is directed at Ye Fan!
Ye Fan could predict this unspeakably slow movement in advance. After he dodges the sword qi with a posture under his feet, he didn't even swing the sword. He went up with a kick and kicked this disciple in the chest. !
"boom!"
There was a flower in front of the disciple Zhang, without seeing how Ye Fan approached, he was already kicked in the chest!
His body guard Zhenyuan couldn't stop Ye Fan's kick, and his body flew out of the ring like a cannonball!
When he reacted, he had already "poofed" and fell into the cold Tianchi!
In an instant, everyone at the side of Tianchi's expressions were frozen!
A group of elders such as Han Hui and Leng Donglin looked at each other one after another, and they all saw consternation in each other's eyes.
Of course they could clearly see Ye Fan's movements just now. It was too simple. It was just one evasion, one rush, and one kick!
This isn't even a trick, it's just the most basic move.
But the question is... Why is this Leng Xingchen so agile? And where does he have such a lot of strength!
Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi couldn't believe their eyes. They thought it would be a hard fight, but their son only kicked his opponent out!
What exactly is going on!
Nian Rujiao was also shocked for a while, followed by surprise, her beautiful eyes glowed with brilliance, and she couldn't help but think of Ye Fan's remarks in the Cold Light Hall just now...
Could it be that my husband, I used to be deliberately low-key! ? He has been practicing assiduously!
Uncontrollably, Nian Rujiao felt a ray of hope in her heart, looking forward to a miracle...
Ye Fan didn't even look at it at all. He turned around and said in a bored tone: "Hurry up, next one!"
Elder Liao, who was on the stage, only reacted at this moment. He was also surprised by Ye Fan's swift skills, and hurriedly shouted: "The first game, Leng Xingchen wins!"
The disciple surnamed Zhang drank two sips of water from the pool, and Yujian was already soaked when he returned to the shore.
His face was pale, his lips were purple, and he was almost crying when he thought of losing two thousand stones for some reason!
"You...what the hell is going on with you!?"
"Why don't you avoid that trash kick!?"
Facing the questioning of a group of disciples, the disciple surnamed Zhang cried and said: "He... he was too fast... I... I don't know how I got kicked!"
A group of disciples couldn't help looking at each other, with some worry in their eyes. Could it be that Leng Xingchen has been deliberately hiding his strength
Han Yuntao's eyes flickered, and he sighed: "Let you not underestimate the enemy, Junior Brother Xingchen, you must be prepared."
"Don't be afraid! He is just a trick, how much can he have to build Jiuzhong!
If your outer disciples don't dare to go, then our inner disciples will take action," Han Gang said with a black face.
"Senior Brother Han Gang, you don't need to take action, Junior Brother will do it for you!" said a thin-faced male disciple.
"Oh, Song Quyang? Did you go there so early? Is it a little too big to be used?" Han Gang asked.
Song Quyang squinted his eyes and said: "The younger brother is going up right now, just to frustrate that wasteful spirit, so that he won't get lucky, and he really thinks he's so amazing."
"Okay, then you go!" Han Gang grinned.
Song Quyang smiled excitedly, took the iron bamboo sword, and jumped directly onto the ring.
The disciples in the audience had confidence again at this moment, and the disciples who did not participate in the war also had a lot of discussions.
"That's Song Quyang, the tenth among the top ten disciples!"
"Yes, the cultivation base of the earth pill, even if the pill formation hasn't been a long time ago, how can the nine layers of foundation building be matched?"
"Haha, that Leng Xingchen's sword aura, can't even Song Brother Song's body protector Zhenyuan pass through?"
Listening to the compliments of the disciples in the audience, Song Quyang's face was even more glaring.
"Leng Xingchen, I will Song Quyang next to let you know..."
"Shut up!" Ye Fan was too lazy to listen, and said impatiently: "A trash, why do you say so much? Hurry up!"
Song Quyang gritted his teeth and said with a sneer: "Make the move? With you? Song Moudi Danxiu, the first move is too bullying, you should do it first."
"This is what you said… "
As soon as Ye Fan's voice fell, his figure burst out like a bolt of lightning!
Song Quyang suddenly saw Ye Fan approaching, so quickly he caught him off guard!
What a degree!
Song Quyang hurried to protect his true essence, and wanted to swing a sword at the same time!
But Ye Fan made a sharp change. After a snake-like transposition, one arm was like a strong and strong steel bar, and it slammed into Song Quyang's body guard Zhenyuan fiercely!
Although he felt the resistance brought by a trace of true essence, Ye Fan could bear this bit of pain!
"boom!"
Ye Fan endured the pain like a needle stick, his arm smashed the body protector's Zhen Yuan, one hand directly covered Song Quyang's face!
Ye Fan grabbed this guy's head and pressed it to the ground!
"boom!!"
With a muffled sound, Song Quyang's head hit the ground, bleeding directly, and his brain shook!
Song Quyang opened his mouth, his face was horrified, and his eyes were open, just like a fool, already fainting!
Ye Fan sighed for a while, the physique of this group of cultivators was too poor, and weaker than those ancient warriors who strengthened their bodies. They relied solely on spiritual energy to strengthen their physique, but that was the case.
Once their true energy cannot be effective, if they are close, they are almost as vulnerable as mercenaries of some c-level organizations in the surface world.
Ye Fan got up, glanced at Elder Liao who was already stunned next to him, and said, "Hey, it's time for the next one."
Elder Liao woke up abruptly, yelling with some knotted tongue: "First... First... Second game! Leng Xingchen wins!"
"Wow!!"—
Hundreds of disciples by Tianchi have already exploded!
what is happening! ? Song Quyang, one of the top ten disciples, was hit by Leng Xingchen on the ground and stunned!
Could it be that Song Quyang took advantage of Leng's family and deliberately released water!
The head Hanhui and the elders are already a little bit incomprehensible, how is this possible
Leng Xingchen didn't use any True Essence, so how could he use his flesh to forcefully penetrate the True Essence of the Earth Core Realm!
Even though Song Quyang had just formed a pill, this true vitality was not something that a physical body could shake at will!
At least, in the entire Cold Light Gate, no one dared to say that they could penetrate the Earth Core True Essence by relying on their physical body without using True Essence.
Elder Leng Donglin's eyes were full of splendor, and his face could not hide a smile. Leng Xingchen defeated Song Quyang, no matter what means he won, at least it has proved that Leng Jia Du Miao is not a waste!
Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi held their hands together in excitement and smiled.
Nian Rujiao cried with joy. The happiness came so suddenly that she no longer knew how to express her feelings at the moment.
On the other hand, the group of disciples who have not yet played, many people have begun to face ashes, morale is low, and they can't believe everything in front of them...
Han Yuntao stood there quietly, with his hands on his shoulders, he sometimes glanced at Nian Rujiao not far away, and sometimes at the incomparably cold stars on the stage, with a shadow on his face...
"Elder Liao! I protest! This Leng Xingchen violated the rules!!" Qi Bin stood up at this moment, shouting angrily.