Nine Stars Killer

Chapter 200: Competition

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All three rounds of competition have ended, and the top thirty places have been determined. Without exception, the thirteen cousins, senior brothers and sisters have never met each other. Now the final draw is held.

Thirty people walked to the lottery cage together. No one knew who their opponent was, so they all took out a stick from the lottery cage.

"Number 8 is really auspicious!"

Ye Feng looked at the number in his hand and murmured to himself.

Fifteen arenas light up at the same time. This time they are held at the same time. Fifteen people will win and enter the competition to determine the champion.

No one knew who each other's opponent was, so Ye Feng jumped up and landed on the No. 8 ring.

"I've met Junior Brother Ye!"

The moment Ye Feng fell, a bitter laughter came over.

Ye Feng was stunned. The opponent in this match was actually Lan Fan. Black and White Hall was second only to Qi Ruomei. The two had played against each other before, and Lan Fan had a slight disadvantage. Now he met Ye Feng again, so he smiled bitterly.

"I've met Senior Brother Lan!"

Ye Feng also hugged each other, and the relationship between the two was not considered bad.

"I know you are powerful. Even if I take action, I am no match for you. Why don't I just admit defeat? After all, you still have fourteen battles ahead and need strong Qi. I'm giving you a favor!"

Lan Fan actually gave up and gave Ye Feng a favor.

After entering the top fifteen, they will face fourteen battles. This will be a test of the purity of the Qi and a competition of resources. No one wants to consume excess Qi. If Lan Fan takes the initiative to admit defeat, it can be regarded as saving Ye Feng a battle. The energy consumed in battle will be of great benefit to the subsequent competition.

"Then thank you very much!"

Ye Feng expressed his thanks.

"I hope I will have the opportunity to consult with Junior Brother Ye in the future!"

Lan Fan didn't stay too long. After surrendering to the referee, the two left the ring together. Ye Feng was the first to win the game and successfully entered the top fifteen.

Returning to the high platform, Ye Feng looked down. The fourteen arenas were filled with excitement. Ye Feng swept through them one by one, and each one was wonderful.

Ding Buhui's boxing skills are like the roar of the sea. Every punch is powerful and heavy. So far, I haven't seen him use Guangle Seal. This is his trump card. The last time it was infinite and close to half a magical weapon, I guess It is even more powerful at this time.

After several rounds, Ding Buhui knocked his opponent off the ring with one punch and successfully advanced to the competition.

Ye Feng looked at the others and found that Yue Wuhen also easily defeated his opponent and successfully advanced.

The judge's pen in Luo Yifeng's hand was like a flying dragon, pointing east and west. The opponent had no power to fight back, and was swept away by the ghost's pen technique, and he was promoted again.

Only a few people fight very hard. These senior brothers are indeed well-deserved, and each one is stronger than the other. As soon as Guiming's long sword comes out, his shadow is everywhere. The opponent still doesn't know what's going on, and all his clothes are covered. It's a waste of time, so take the initiative to admit defeat.

When a sword strikes, ghosts will see sorrow, and ghosts in all realms will rise and fall. This is Xu Qingfeng's unique skill. As soon as the sword comes out, whoever competes with him will be instantly defeated by the ghost sword.

Qiguan Kuangdao, holding a large sword that was as tall as a man, slashed down in the air, frightening his opponent to the point of trembling with fear and running down the ring in a very embarrassed state.

Dan Guan Lengxue, holding a colorful silk ribbon, rolled it up, wrapped it around his opponent, and threw it under the ring. He fought very softly.

Fang Hanzhuo from Wenxing Academy, Ye Wuyou from Wukui Academy, Wang Anguo from Luohan Hall, Qi Ruomei from Black and White Hall, and Jin Kui from Tiguan all fought with strong postures and defeated their opponents.

This time, Ye Feng was finally sure that the academy had definitely made arrangements. All thirteen senior brothers, without exception, had been promoted, but they didn't meet each other. This was simply unbelievable.

There is another person who is very conspicuous, Hua Xiaosi from Tianxingyuan. This person is very weird. He is dressed like a clown, but he is extremely powerful. Every move is very tricky. He does not follow common sense at all. He is very difficult to deal with. They were promoted smoothly, and all fifteen places were finally born.

They are Ye Feng, Yue Wuhen, Ding Buhui, Xu Qingfeng, Qi Ruomei, Gui Ming, Wang Anguo, Kuang Dao, Leng Xue, Hua Xiaosi, Fang Hanzhuo, Jin Kui, Luo Yifeng, Ye Wuyou, and Wei Wu He Zijing of the church.

Two people from Yizhongtian and Tianxingyuan entered the top fifteen respectively, and only the most powerful disciples remained in some other halls.

A strong fighting spirit emanates from the fifteen people. Next, the fifteen of them will fight against each other. Whoever wins more will be closer to the championship.

The arena is moving slowly, and the fourteen arenas are combined. The distance between each arena is also slowly widening, freeing up all the previous arenas.

"The final competition is about to begin. I won't tell you the rules. Each of you will fight against each other, so it doesn't matter who goes first and who comes last. Take a break and let the game begin!"

Master Hunyuan glanced at the fifteen people and asked them to rest for a while before the game continued. It would be a cruel competition. After all, for fourteen consecutive games, no one could predict whether the Qi could be sustained to the end.

This is also fairer. Everyone has fourteen matches. There is no luck. The consumption of infuriating energy is the same. It just depends on who can last until the end.

A stick of incense and time flew by. Ye Feng did not consume his true energy because Lan Fan took the initiative to admit defeat.

Everyone stood up together, and Ye Feng flew to the ring, waiting for his opponent.

The others followed closely behind, and all of a sudden, the fourteen arenas lit up at the same time, and everyone fell down.

"Whoosh!"

A figure appeared in front of Ye Feng, standing ten steps away.

"Wukuiyuan Ye Wuyou!"

The opponent hugged him with a fist.

"Xuan Courtyard Ye Feng!"

Although both sides knew each other's names, before the fight, they still reported each other's names as a courtesy before the competition.

"please!"

A long sword appeared in Ye Wuyou's hand. The scabbard was engraved with various patterns. It was really beautiful. As soon as the sword blade was drawn out, the sharp sword energy came out from the sword blade.

The blade of the sword was lifted, and blossoming sword flowers appeared. Ye Wuyou leaned forward, and the long sword turned into a straight line, piercing Ye Feng's heart. The sword technique was fast, accurate and ruthless. There was no weakling in the thirteenth cousin's senior brother.

Wu Kuiyuan ranked tenth in the last term. The senior brother in the previous term has been promoted to the core disciple. He hopes to hit the top seven this time and reach a higher level.

"Qiang!"

Facing the flying sword, Ye Feng punched it. The sword made a clanging sound and was deflected. Ye Feng did not dare to be careless. This Ye Wuyou's strength was not inferior to Jian Chengfeng.

Ye Wuyou was shocked. He had just seen with his own eyes that Ye Feng's physical body was comparable to a spiritual weapon. Now that he had personally touched it, he was secretly shocked. He didn't understand how Ye Feng cultivated. It was simply unbelievable that he could use his body as a weapon.

The blade of the sword was raised, and the angle of the long sword was adjusted again, attacking Ye Feng's upper, middle and lower directions respectively. The sword energy was vertical and horizontal, and the air cut creaked.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Feng praised, Ye Wuyou's swordsmanship was no weaker than Jian Chengfeng, but there was still a certain gap compared to Guiming and Guijianchou.

"This is my Seven Falling Flower Moves. There are seven moves in total. You have to be careful!"

Ye Wuyou shouted, and the sword force suddenly changed, like falling flowers and rain, and layers of sword waves appeared, like a tide, rushing towards Ye Feng in a steady stream.

"Then you try my body-shattering and bone-breaking fist!"

When it came to the competition, Ye Feng did not want to consume it for a long time and had to save his energy, so he had to fight quickly in every game to defeat his opponent as quickly as possible.

"Split into pieces!"

The fist roared like a tiger, forming a billowing wave of air that disintegrated all the sword energy that blew over, and began to crush the ground, making a roaring sound.

"Kakaka!"

The bluestone on the ground cracked inch by inch, and the strength of his fist turned into a tiger, charging towards Ye Wuyou angrily.

Feeling the mountain-like aura, a trace of shock flashed across Ye Wuyou's face. He wrapped his long sword around and changed from stabbing to slashing, trying to split Ye Feng's fist across the air.

"laugh!"

The sword energy hit the wind of the fist, making a hissing sound, but the strength of the fist was still moving forward. Ye Wuyou was forced to take several steps back, his eyes turned cold, and the long sword glowed brightly and fell again.

"Luohua is intentional!"

This is the fourth of the seven Luo Hua postures. The sword energy covers the sun and the moon, as if an invisible sword formation falls towards Ye Feng.

Seeing that his opponent was torn apart and unable to defeat him, Ye Feng was not surprised, and the second move followed closely.

"Five horses and quarters!"

It was even more violent, instantly destroying the surrounding sword curtains and being ruthlessly crushed. The ferocious Qi was like a tiger and a leopard, attacking crazily, forcing the sword Qi back inch by inch.

"What a strong and powerful energy!"

Ye Wuyou was shocked, the long sword in his hand flew again, like a goddess scattering flowers, countless sword lights appeared, and an unparalleled sword blade slashed down in the air, trying to break through the fist with one move.

"The flowing water is ruthless!"

This is the fifth form, trying to break Ye Feng's body-shattering and bone-breaking fist.

After receiving the baptism of the art of inscriptions and awakening the spirit of martial arts, the Body Shattering Bone Shattering Fist transcends the scope of ordinary martial arts. Every punch can affect the power of heaven and earth. It seems that the invisible laws around it can be drawn in, slowly following the boxing technique. move.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of explosions were heard in the air, and the fist was hit by the sword energy, making a banging sound. Still with an indomitable momentum, it impacted hard and destroyed everything.

"boom!"

The blade fell, making a terrifying roar, and the strength of the fist was broken. Ye Feng's eyes became angry, and the third punch appeared quickly. This Ye Wuyou's swordsmanship was indeed extraordinary, breaking Ye Feng's two punches in a row.

"Stormy storm!"

Ye Feng's body exploded and he took the initiative to attack. The true energy in his Dantian was like a tide, pouring out as if a dam had burst. The angry flood began to roar and condensed into a mountain-river-like momentum, enough to destroy everything in front of it. Architecture, including sword momentum.

A layer of dark clouds blew over, as if they were infected by Ye Feng's aura and integrated into the fist power. This is the union of heaven and earth. Ye Feng borrowed the power of heaven and earth to fuse the invisible laws with boxing skills. This is the spirituality of martial arts, activated Spiritual wisdom can resonate with heaven and earth.

Time!

There was a strong wind above the ring, like a scene of doomsday. Countless hurricanes formed into small tornadoes. Layers of dark clouds were absorbed by the strength of the fists. The fierce zhenqi finally burst out, like a wild dragon, with ruthless power, ruthlessly The impact passed. (To be continued)