On the last day, Xuanwang Peak was re-divided. Those disciples who entered the top sixty were divided into one area, and the remaining places were vacated. More disciples poured in to watch this Neibi event.
"The most exciting and tense moment has arrived. I will tell you the rules again. It is still in the form of drawing lots. Sixty people will draw their opponents. Those who enter the top thirty will draw lots. When the last fifteen people are left, , we implement a points system to determine the first to fifteenth place, the one with the highest points will of course be the champion!”
Master Hunyuan's voice echoed for a long time in the huge Xuanwang Peak, reaching everyone's ears.
"You may ask, how to get points. Of course those old disciples understand it, but I have to continue to explain it because many new disciples don't know it."
After speaking, he paused and continued:
"The top fifteen players will compete fourteen times against different opponents. The winner will get three points, the draw will get one point, and the loser will get zero points. The one with the most points will be the champion. Do you understand?"
Master Hunyuan explained it very clearly. The reason is very simple. Fifteen people fight against different opponents. Each person has to play fourteen games. The one who wins the most will of course be the champion.
The reason for this arrangement is to make it more fair. If the drawing of lots continues, it will be unfair.
For example, if Xu Qingfeng from Yizhongtian meets Ding Buhui from Tianxing Academy, one person will definitely be eliminated by drawing lots, and the remaining disciples may not be as strong as the two of them, and a points system will be adopted. , even if you lose a game, you still have a chance to win the championship.
Sixty people gathered together and began to draw lots. Ye Feng and Qi Ruomei stood together. Their relationship had been basically made public since their last trip to the Black and White Hall.
"Ye Feng, what's your number?"
Qi Ruomei drew number 50 and asked Ye Feng.
"tenth!"
Ye Feng took out a bamboo stick and the word number ten was written on it.
“I don’t know who my opponent No. 10 will be!”
Qi Ruomei is very concerned and hopes Ye Feng can get good results.
The arenas were integrated again and became fifteen arenas, able to accommodate thirty people competing at a time.
People have already fallen into the first ring, and people keep jumping off the high platform. Ye Feng drew number 10, and appeared in the first round, in ring number 10.
"Whoosh!"
Ye Feng's body landed on the No. 10 ring with a whoosh.
"Hahaha, we are really destined. God is wise and I finally met you!"
The moment Ye Feng landed on the ring, a hideous laugh came from the opposite side.
Ye Feng was stunned. He didn't expect that his opponent would be Jian Chengfeng. It seemed to be a deliberate arrangement. How could it be such a coincidence that the two of them got the tenth lottery at the same time.
"Boy, you injured me last time and almost made me lose my cultivation. Today I want to settle the score carefully. You probably didn't expect that not only was I fine, but my strength also increased greatly, and I even broke through to the late stage of the Earth Martial Realm. peak."
Jian Chengfeng smiled ferociously. This time he was brought into the world of Small Universe by his grandfather. He was baptized by the energy of chaos, which greatly increased his physical body. He even broke the shackles and entered the peak of the Earth Martial Realm. His strength increased several times.
"Really? I happen to have the same intention. If you injured Kou Chenlong, we should settle the account properly!"
Ye Feng's expression was calm, without any emotional fluctuations, and he said coldly.
"Arrogant, don't think you can be arrogant because you defeated me last time!"
Hearing Ye Feng's words, Jian Chengfeng shouted angrily. Within a few months, his strength increased dramatically, almost geometrically. His strength was even comparable to that of Ding Buhui.
"If I can ravage you once, there will be a second time. Stop talking nonsense and take action!"
Ye Feng was too lazy to talk to him. He wanted revenge and complained. Yesterday, Kou Chenlong almost died in his hands, which made Ye Feng very angry. When they met today, the two immediately sparked hatred.
"Since you want to seek death in advance, I will help you!"
The long sword in Jian Chengfeng's hand was unsheathed and it made a clanging sound. It was another top-quality spiritual weapon. It was good to have a good grandfather, and there was no shortage of resources.
"Oh, it's a pity. Although Ye Feng is good at strength, he seems to have a tough battle to fight when he meets Jian Chengfeng."
Some disciples began to feel sorry for Ye Feng. If they advanced to another round, they might even enter the top fifteen and compete for the top ten spots.
"That's not necessarily the case. Jian Chengfeng is just a medicine jar. His grandfather used magic pills to accumulate it since he was a child. Even though his strength is good, there is still a gap between him and a real strong man!"
Some people don't think so. The reason why Jian Chengfeng's strength improves very quickly is because of the magical elixir. He has been living in various elixirs since he was a child. Even a pig can be promoted to this level.
This battle is undoubtedly the most eye-catching. Although there are a few cousins who appear, it is definitely not as intense as this one. More than 90% of the eyes are focused on the No. 10 ring.
"Yang Hua, your Xuan Courtyard is estimated to be no more than 30 years old this year. I wonder what you think!"
At this time, Yu Zhongtian said jokingly to Yang Hua with a faint smile.
"That's not necessarily the case. It's too early to decide on victory or defeat and ranking!"
Yang Hua knew that the other party was teasing him, so he didn't care and replied calmly.
"In that case, why don't we make a bet? I'll win this bet with my sword. How dare you hold me back!"
Yu Zhongtian smiled evilly and actually wanted to place a bet in front of everyone.
"Since you are so elegant, how can I spoil it? I wonder what you can offer as a bet!"
Yang Hua didn't refuse, but actually agreed.
"I know you got a Rejuvenation Pill some time ago. Why don't we make a bet with it? If I lose, I will give you the Ten Thousand Years Intermittent Pill. If you lose, the Rejuvenation Pill will be mine. Don't you dare to bet! "
Yang Hua's eyes narrowed. Very few people knew that he had obtained the Rejuvenation Pill. This was reserved for him to treat hidden illnesses in his body. If he lost, he would not know how many years or months it would take for his injuries to recover. If he didn't gamble, Now in full public view, he will be disgraced.
"Why, don't you dare to gamble?"
Seeing Yang Hua's hesitation, Yu Zhongtian smiled evilly, just to take this opportunity to regain his face. Once he loses the recovery pill, Yang Hua will not be able to recover from his injuries for ten to eight years.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Yang Hua gritted his teeth and actually agreed. Since it was gambling, there must be risks, and he believed that Ye Feng, if he could get the Wannian Discontinuous Pill, it would be easier for him to recover from his injuries. The Wannian Discontinuous Pill combined with the Rejuvenation Pill would almost There is a 90% chance that everything will be restored.
"readily!"
When Yu Zhongtian heard Yang Hua's promise, he showed a hint of cunning, took out an elixir from the storage ring, placed it in a porcelain bottle, and placed it on the stone table in front of him.
The same is true for Yang Hua. A dark green elixir was hidden in the ring, and a faint aroma came out. Smelling the aroma, some hidden diseases on his body seemed to be cured by themselves. He casually put the elixir into a porcelain bottle. , placed on the table.
"You should still be missing some medicine, otherwise you would have taken the recovery pill long ago!"
Yu Zhongtian said with a faint smile.
"That's right, I still lack the Forget-Chen Grass. With your Ten Thousand Years Intermittent Pill, I can dispense with the Forget-Chen Grass!"
Yang Hua didn't lie. Although he got the Rejuvenation Pill, he couldn't use it because of the lack of medicinal materials. Even if he took the Rejuvenation Pill, he couldn't fully recover from the injury.
If paired with Wannian Intermittent Pills, it would just make up for this shortcoming, so Yang Hua made up his mind and decided to take a gamble. He also believed in Ye Feng and knew that Ye Feng would never stop like this.
Regarding the gambling fight between the two, no one around them interfered and turned a deaf ear. They just glanced at it and didn't care. On the third day, the leader of the courtyard, Sima Wushang, didn't come, so everyone was more casual.
On the ring, the fighting spirit became more and more intense. Both of them burst out with strong murderous aura, and they both wanted to tear each other apart.
"This is my best spiritual weapon, the Han Ling Sword. It is your honor to be the first soul to swim under the sword."
Jian Chengfeng touched the long sword. This was the first time he took it out and used it. It was also the long sword given to him by his grandfather for the competition.
"Really? I wish you could do it!"
Ye Feng sneered and didn't care at all. The sword was broken by him last time, but he could destroy it this time.
"Die!"
Jian Chengfeng couldn't wait, and struck at Ye Feng with a sword, as if riding the wind and breaking waves, his sword skills were sharp and filled with yin energy. Ye Feng had learned his ice energy last time, so he didn't dare to be careless this time.
After two months, this Jian Chengfeng is really not that simple. His strength has increased by more than ten times. The average Earth Martial Realm is no match for him.
"You should be the one to die!"
Without flinching, Ye Feng grabbed the sword with both hands. Ye Feng's body was comparable to fine iron, and ordinary spiritual weapons were not as hard as him, so he grabbed it straight without flinching.
"Looking for death, how dare you grab my sword!"
The Han Ling Sword is a top-quality spiritual weapon, comparable to a semi-magical weapon, and its hardness is stronger than ordinary magical weapons. Ye Feng actually dared to use it forcefully, which shocked many disciples and thought that Ye Feng was crazy.
Ye Feng sneered and didn't care. His body exploded and flew into the air. The sharp claw wind penetrated the air and grabbed the long sword fiercely.
"Clang!"
There was a strong explosion, and no one saw the scene where the arm was cut off by the long sword. Only a bunch of sparks flickered, and Ye Feng deflected the long sword.
"How is it possible? His hands are harder than the spiritual weapon!"
Seeing that Ye Feng was unharmed and deflected the long sword, many disciples stood up directly, completely confused. Is Ye Feng's body made of fine iron
"You... you can actually compete with my Spirit Sword!"
Jian Chengfeng waved the long sword back, and Jian Chengfeng seemed a little unconvinced. His long sword can cut iron as well as mud. Even the cold iron of the deep sea can be cut by his sword. Why did he feel that his arms were numb, and the energy from Ye Feng was counterattacked? Dao shook back.
“The excitement is yet to come!”
Ye Feng's body drove straight forward, with no intention of evading. He did not shy away from Jian Chengfeng's long sword, and allowed his long sword to attack again. Ye Feng had to crush his opponent in an absolutely cruel way in order to vent his hatred.
Ten fingers emerged unconsciously, scratching out traces in the void, which were no weaker than a sharp sword. With one flick, like a civet cat, the body passed through the sword curtain and grabbed Jian Chengfeng's arm. (To be continued)