"Hey, shouldn't the next level be an inner disciple? Don't you think that your losses will not count?" Long Chen mocked.
In fact, Long Chen knew very well, Luo Bing saw the disadvantage, because the outer disciples and inner disciples were not real combat power. Although they got a lot of resources, they couldn't compare with the people on Long Chen's side.
After all, they are all warriors who really fought on the battlefield, and they would suffer too much in such a battle, so she wanted to compete with high-end combat power, so that their advantages would come out.
After all, the core-level disciples will be taken care of by other courtyards and have received many special trainings, so they are the real powerhouses.
When asked by Long Chen, Luo Bing couldn't help but feel a little hot, but he insisted:
"This kind of battle is not exciting at all, it is a waste of time, and directly replace it with high-end combat power, it will have the meaning of communication and progress"
Long Chen was too lazy to argue with her, because Long Chen saw that the eyes of Gu Yang and the others were glowing with blue light. They were like wolves who had been hungry for a long time and finally saw their prey. They could hardly wait.
Since the last war, Long Chen told them not to discuss easily, and they have been holding it back.
"Then do as you said, you can come out," Long Chen said lightly.
"call"
A figure of the other party appeared on the ring. It was a man with a medium stature. His eyes were restrained and his breath was astonishing.
"I am Zhao Qian, I don't know who is willing to come up and teach me."
That person is a core-level disciple, but at this time, he has slightly restrained his previous arrogance.
Because they know that the disciples on the opposite side, who have just experienced a battle of life and death, are all brave among the brave, and they no longer dare to take it lightly.
"I come"
Suddenly, a figure jumped onto the ring. The man stood tall and stood with a long sword on his back. The whole person gave a very arrogant feeling.
"Yuezi Peak"
Long Chen smiled slightly. Although he was short-lived against him in order to compete for the magic fruit, Long Chen felt that this person was very good and met the standard of a swordsman - arrogance.
Later, Long Chen heard from a group of core disciples that in addition to Tang Waner and Ye Zhiqiu, Gu Yang, Yue Zifeng, and Song Mingyuan were all perfect advanced.
As for other core-level disciples, they have no time to advance. You must know that a perfect advance will make people's foundations stronger, and they can go further in the future.
Yue Zifeng usually doesn't like to talk much, and others don't know much about him. Seeing him jump into the ring, he can't help but be full of expectations.
In the ring, the people of Yue Zifeng were like a sharp blade about to be unsheathed, exuding a powerful energy all over his body, making it difficult to breathe.
Luo Bing's pupils suddenly shrank slightly, she could not have imagined that there would be such a powerful person in the 108th Courtyard.
With Luo Bing's vision of an innate-level powerhouse, it can be seen at a glance that Yue Zifeng is a powerful sword cultivator.
Jianxiu is different from other practitioners. Their lifelong belief is the long sword in their hands. They can resonate with the long sword in their hands and produce unexplainable power.
Therefore, according to the old legend, there is a sword god in the nine heavens, and those who practice kendo wholeheartedly will receive the blessing of the sword god.
But this kind of statement is extremely illusory and unconvincing, but the strength of Jianxiu is recognized.
And Yue Zifeng's aura already had a hint of kendo energy. Obviously, he had made a lot of achievements in kendo.
Before Yue Zifeng had been behind the crowd, looking at the lively, Luo Bing didn't notice him, and when he saw Yue Zifeng at this time, he couldn't help but cry in his heart.
"are you ready?"
Yue Zifeng looked at his opponent coldly, the hilt of the sword that his right hand was holding slowly, just as he held the hilt of the sword, a fierce energy radiated in all directions.
"Please enlighten me"
A look of vigilance appeared on Zhao Qian's face, and there was an extra spear in his hand.
"Be careful"
Yue Zifeng snorted coldly.
choke!
The long sword was unsheathed, like a dragon's roar, and there seemed to be a thunderbolt in the entire arena, which was the light of the long sword.
Fast, it was too fast, just when others saw Yue Zifeng draw his sword, the long sword had already cut in front of Zhao Qian.
This sword seems to break the shackles of time and space, giving people an illusion, which is very strange.
"when"
Zhao Qian had been on guard for a long time, but he still didn't expect Yue Zifeng's sword to be so terrifying. When he reacted, the long sword had already arrived at his face, and he hurriedly blocked it.
After a loud explosion, Zhao Qian was shocked by the terrifying power, and he couldn't help but be horrified. If it wasn't for Yue Zifeng's intentional reminder before, he might have been killed by a sword before he could react.
This sword was too terrifying, and at the same time, I was secretly glad that I had a humble attitude when I came up, otherwise Yue Zifeng would not have reminded him.
"Be careful"
Just as Zhao Qian was going backwards, a sharp attack went straight to his lower abdomen, and he could even feel that a long sword had been pointed at him.
"when"
Zhao Qian tried his best, twisted his waist, and at the same time, the long spear in his hand resisted with all his strength, and finally blocked the sword when the sharp blade was added to his body.
However, even though he blocked the sword, he was slanted out by the force of the sword. Zhao Qian's foot just landed, and suddenly his neck was cold, and a long sword was placed on his neck.
"you lose"
The audience was dead silent, and neither the disciples in the other courtyard nor the people from Luo Bing looked at the field in disbelief.
Yue Zifeng stood beside Zhao Qian, the long sword in his hand was against Zhao Qian's neck, as long as he exerted a little force, Zhao Qian would fall to the ground.
There was a touch of admiration in Long Chen's eyes, and he said to Tang Wan'er gently: "Yue Zifeng is a genius, he has entered the gate of kendo, and he will be a great person in the future"
You must know that there are very few sword cultivators. Although there are many people who use swords, most people only regard swords as weapons, not life.
Therefore, every swordsman is worthy of respect, because their swordsmanship must be understood by themselves, and others cannot help.
Otherwise, with Yue Zifeng's talent, Ling Yunzi would have long accepted him as his apprentice, but Jianxiu, unlike other cultivators, did not teach him the mantle and mantle.
Even if there are 100,000 sword cultivators, the kendo they practice is different, because each sword cultivator has comprehended the path of his own.
Tang Wan'er couldn't help nodding, but she didn't expect that Yue Zifeng, who was usually low-key, suddenly became so powerful.
However, both Long Chen and Tang Wan'er knew that Yue Zifeng's amazing growth was definitely related to this battle between good and evil. He had an epiphany at the moment of his life and death.
Three moves to defeat a core-level disciple, and there is no trace of anger in the shot. Obviously, there is more than enough strength. This kind of combat power shocked everyone.
Zhao Qian sighed, nodded and said, "I lost, thank you for your mercy."
"choke"
Yue Zifeng backhanded the long sword into the scabbard behind him, turned and jumped off the ring, standing in the crowd behind Long Chen.
Tu Fang and the other elders couldn't help being overjoyed. This Yue Zifeng has quietly risen. It is too powerful. There is another young master in the other courtyard. In the future, it will definitely be a big help in the ranking competition of the other courtyard.
"Hey, some people, please be conscious, don't always wait for others to rush, why don't you have any sense of shame, hurry up, get the money quickly, and smile on your face" Guo Ran, who was beside Long Chen, had already shouted loudly. up.
Luo Bing had just recovered from the shock when she heard Guo Ran's arrogant cry, and she was so angry that she wanted to crush this kid to death.
"call"
Luo Bing threw his nameplate over again, Tu Fang took it with a smile, and took another 80,000 merit points.
Now this is the third time that the merit points have been deducted. The opponent has lost three games, losing a total of 240,000 merit points to this side.
Even if Luo Bing's family is known as the thirty-sixth other courtyard, the first person under the head of the family, with sufficient oil and water, the family has a great business, but it can't stand such consumption.
You must know that Tu Fang, as a law enforcement elder, only has a merit value of more than 20,000 a year. These merit values usually need to be exchanged for some consumables, so his merit value is not much.
This is mainly because Elder Tufang is upright and disdain to use means to benefit himself. In fact, Elder Sun's family is much richer than Tufang, but his family is all reserved for Long Chen.
Maybe this is life, I used some shameful means, and the things I got were finally used to train disciples of other courtyards.
Luo Bing is a high-ranking person, and usually knows how to make money and water. It is commonplace to eat a card. In the thirty-sixth courtyard, there is no elder, and she has not made him feel bad.
So her net worth is simply terrifying, but even so, 240,000 points will make her aching, but some elders won't get so many merit points even if they die.
The next Luo Bing was ruthless, and launched four consecutive challenges, all of which were battles of core-level disciples.
On Long Chen's side, I don't assign anyone. For core-level disciples, whoever falls in love will join. Anyway, if you win, it doesn't matter if you lose, try to let those who are relatively weak to exercise.
As a result, after the four battles, these guys were really good at it. Only one was unlucky and was shot down in the arena by one move.
He won six of the seven battles and earned 480,000 Merit Points. Elder Tufang tried his best to make his performance a little more insipid, but his excited eyes deeply betrayed him.
Luo Bing's face was extremely ugly. Obviously, his realm and combat power had to overwhelm the opponent, but he still failed. An angry Luo Bing wanted to kill.
Seeing the merit value in her nameplate rushing out, Luo Bing's heart is also rushing with blood, which is the savings of most of her life.
If he really can't achieve his goal, these meritorious points will really be in vain. Taking a deep breath, Luo Bing's eyes flashed with a hint of sinister, and secretly whispered a few words to a man beside him.
The man nodded with a gloomy smile on his face, jumped onto the ring, and glanced at everyone coldly.
"I am a Taoist, I will challenge you. Come on that pretty girl, the uncle has taken a fancy to you."
After listening to the man's words, Long Chen's eyes narrowed, and a killing intent appeared in the depths of his pupils. (To be continued)