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　　 Streams of light flashed across the sky. At this moment, all the disciples used their abilities and flew quickly towards the martial arts ground below the mountain.

　　 Even some of the disciples who can't fly, ran down the mountain with great strength, and no one wanted to be left behind.

　　 "Sister, I'll just go down the mountain with them!"

　　 Zhang Xiaofan said embarrassedly high in the sky, because the three poses are really funny now.

　　 Li Feng and Tian Ling'er were standing on the ice python sword, while Zhang Xiaofan was directly pulled behind by Tian Ling'er with the amber Zhu Ling, like flying a kite along the way, flying quickly down the mountain.

　　 "Don’t talk nonsense! Let you learn hard, if you don’t learn hard, now you don’t even know how to do Yujian, you say that makes us faceless in Dazhufeng?"

　　 Both eyes widened, Tian Linger blanked Zhang Xiaofan and said, but the arm holding Li Feng couldn't help tightening.

　　 "Yes, but Sister Sister doesn't have to do this, just let Senior Brother take me?"

　　 Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan shook the amber Zhu Ling in his hand, and looked at Tian Linger with a bit of resentment.

　　 "You! If you make any noise, I will throw you down!"

　　 Tian Linger's face blushed, and Zhang Xiaofan glared fiercely. Of course she knew the truth.

　　 It's just that she wants to stay with Li Feng, so she can only wrong this little junior.

　　 "Don't! Don't! Sister, I dare not!" Zhang Xiaofan repeatedly begged for mercy.

　　……

　　咚咚咚!咚咚咚!

　　 The vigorous drums of war sounded, and the martial arts field under the mountain was re-divided into three, each located in three valleys.

　　 And in each valley, another arena was rebuilt, and they were presided over by the three first elders.

　　 Finally all the disciples came to the martial arts field, Daoxuan stood high in the air, swept the crowd with majestic eyes and said:

　　 "Now I announce that Qingyunmen's once-a-hundred-year competition has officially begun!"

"Any disciple drawn from the 2nd to the 21st is the martial arts field No. 1, the disciple from the 22nd to the 41st is the martial arts field 2, and the disciple from the 42nd to the 63rd is the third. Martial arts field!"

　　 "Well, now all the disciples participating in the martial arts competition, immediately go find their own venue!"

　　 After finishing all the rules in one breath, Daoxuan waved his hand to everyone.

　　 "Yes! Head!"

　　 After hearing the words, the disciples hurriedly responded, and then the crowd dispersed.

　　 "What's your number! My eleventh!"

　　 "Eleventh? My forty-third, goodbye!"

　　 "Hey hey, I am also on the 49th, let's be together!"

　　 "Twenty-seventh..." With a soft murmur, Li Feng looked at the wax pill in his hand and shook his head gently.

　　 In fact, no matter how many numbers are drawn today, it doesn't matter to him anymore, because Po Ying Pill is already a goal for him.

　　 is just like what he said to everyone before, everyone standing in front of him today is an enemy, including the disciples of Otake Peak!

　　 Thinking of this, he lifted his footsteps lightly, and walked slowly towards the No. 2 martial arts field.

　　……

　　咚!

　　 "Martial Arts Field No. 2, the first game, Zhang Bing on the 22nd vs. Luo Yong on the 23rd, start!"

　　 The huge gong sounded, and a disciple stood on the high platform and shouted, beside him, Shang Zhengliang, the first elder of Chaoyang Peak, was holding a notebook to record something.

　　嘭! Bang!

　　 "Dragon Head Peak, Zhang Bing will teach you!"

　　 "The wind returns to the peak, Luo Yong understands!"

　　 Two muffled noises came, and the two figures crashed on the martial arts stage. After the two met each other, they started to fight with each other.

　　 Both of them were in the early stage of foundation building, and the true qi in their bodies were similar, and it was difficult to distinguish between them for a while.

　　 But obviously because the two have different martial arts, their consumption is also different.

　　 Zhang Bing's martial arts are biased towards offensive, and there is a surge of infuriating energy between his moves, pointing straight to Luo Yong's key, full of explosive destructive power.

　　 And Luo Yong's martial arts tend to be defensive, and there is room for each move, and he can always block Zhang Bing's attack completely.

　　 But Zhang Bing, who was unable to attack for a long time, clearly showed his defeat. Not only was the supply of true qi insufficient, but even his physical strength was a huge drain.

　　 Finally, he showed a flaw when he punched, and while being avoided by Luo Yong, he hit Zhang Bing's ribs with a punch.

　　嘭!

　　 The muffled sound was accompanied by a scream, and Zhang Bing was directly blasted out with a punch. A huge pain hit him, no matter how he could not get up.

　　咚!

　　 "The first game, the wind returns to the peak Luo Yongsheng!"

　　 The gongs and drums sounded, and the observing disciple shouted fiercely.

　　 "Wow, Brother Luo won, I said Brother Luo will win!"

　　 "You said, who said that Brother Luo couldn't beat Zhang Bing?"

　　 "It's not me, definitely not me!"

　　 The discussion and cheers were all thought of, but Luo Yong didn't seem to feel it, and he quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Bing up.

　　 "Brother Zhang is okay?"

　　 "Ahem, it's okay, thank you Brother Luo for being merciful!"

　　Coughed twice, Zhang Bing said in embarrassment, so that he was already aggressive.

　　 "This Luo Yong is a character..."

　　 whispered, Li Feng nodded secretly, Luo Yong's personality is calm and not to say, and he is not arrogant or arrogant, so sooner or later, such a personality will be able to stand out.

　　 I just saw Zhu Xian’s Li Feng, but I didn’t find this person...

　　 "On the 2nd martial arts field, the second game, on the 24th, Wang Dong vs. 25th Song Xiao, start!"

　　 The announcement sounded again, but this time there was no person who made Li Feng's eyes shine, or the gap was too big, or the rookies pecked at each other.

　　 Had it not been not far from his 27th, he would have returned to Dazhufeng long ago.

　　 But fortunately, he didn't let him wait long. Just when Li Feng was about to lose interest completely, the announcement finally sounded.

　　 "Martial Arts Field No. 2, the third game ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Zhang Yan on the 26th vs. Li Feng on the 27th, start!"

　　 "Why is it a woman?"

　　 Li Feng couldn't help being taken aback at the moment the sound of the report fell, but his body still jumped directly towards the Yanwu Platform.

　　 Sure enough, a female disciple dressed in purple appeared opposite him, all dressed up as Xiao Zhufeng's disciple.

　　 "Xiao Zhufeng, Zhang Yan, please advise!"

　　 "Dazhufeng, Lifeng!"

　　 The two bowed slightly, and Li Feng did not speak, but waited for the opponent to attack with his hands behind his back.

　　 However, Zhang Yan's appearance of Li Feng was seen as a provocation by Zhang Yan. She frowned, and Zhang Yan rushed towards Li Feng with the sword in her hand.

　　 "Accept the move!"

　　 screamed, this Yan's cultivation base is not bad, the strength of the initial foundation, carrying a sword spirit of experience, slashed towards Li Feng fiercely.

　　 "Let's lose!"

　　 shook his head helplessly, Li Feng didn't intend to waste time anymore, flicking his fingers, one of them sent sword energy, and quickly greeted the other party.

　　 "What! Sword Qi!"

　　 This scene caused all the disciples in the audience to speak out, pointing to the difficulty of the sword aura, which is not comparable to the sword aura of ordinary swords.

　　 Even Shang Zhengliang, the first elder of Chaoyang Peak on the stage, nodded secretly and murmured softly.

　　 "This kid, not bad, but unfortunately it is Tian Buyi's shameless person..."