Cheng Ling carefully observed Gao Feng's injuries. As expected, as the court attendant said, the tendons and veins were severed. Fortunately, his breath was still normal. He should be able to cure it with the second-level healing method of "Wood Phase Spirit Art".
Hearing what the court attendant said, a burst of anger arose in his heart. Cheng Maofa went too far. He had a competition in the academy and used such harsh tactics. Relatively speaking, if he let Bai Yiyi injure Yuan Yi's tendons, it would only take ten and a half days for him to recover.
At the moment, he couldn't say anything. He just winked and asked Wu Chenlong to hug Gao Feng back, and then said to the court attendant: "Your Excellency, I am certain about Gao Feng's injury, so let me try to heal him!"
The court attendant glanced at him and asked, "Are you really sure?"
"good!"
"Well, I'll leave it to you. If the treatment can be successful, the elders and the hospital master will also be very happy!"
Cheng Ling bowed slightly and left.
Returning to the disciple area, he found an empty room and asked Wu Chenlong to bring a large bucket of water. The healing techniques of "Wood Phase Spirit Art" were continuously fed into Gao Feng's body.
Half an hour later, Gao Feng woke up leisurely, looked at Cheng Ling, and then said, "Senior Brother Cheng, thank you very much!"
Cheng Ling smiled calmly and said, "It doesn't matter. I watched the battle between you and Cheng Maofa. Tell me, how do you feel?"
Gao Feng stretched his muscles and saw that he was recovering well, and then he said happily: "Senior Brother Cheng, I feel that he has not used even 30% of his strength. That illusory sword is very sharp and cannot be resisted by ordinary defenses."
"Moreover, he can also control the sword to explode. You must be careful about this."
"Well, I understand this. How does it feel when you attack the defensive light shield?"
"The light shield has a very strong defensive power. It seems to be able to remove my attack. It feels like the swords in it did not hit the defensive light shield, but were just relieved of their strength by him! And that finger, he flicked it, It made my jaw go numb, as if I had been hit by a heavy hammer!"
"Thank you very much. These are very useful to me. I have helped to restore your tendons. However, it is better not to use all your strength in a short period of time, otherwise it will be easy to break again. Do you understand?"
"Yes, thank you, Senior Brother Cheng."
"Okay, you have just recovered from your injury and need to rest, so we won't disturb you!"
After saying that, he took Wu Chenlong and left.
Returning to the ring, after scanning all directions, it was discovered that Wu Tianlei, the second ranked disciple among the seed disciples, was finally on the stage. His opponent was a disciple of the Kendo Academy named Li Hu who was ranked thirteenth in the last competition. He did not choose to admit defeat.
Cheng Ling's eyes lit up. Among the top ten seed disciples, only Wu Tianlei had not taken action. Now was a good opportunity to observe.
Wu Tianlei is tall, with long hair combed back on his head, and his upper body is wearing a tight-fitting warrior robe. His muscles are faintly exposed, making him look full of explosive power. He doesn't look like a Taoist disciple, but looks like a giant beast from the wild.
Looking at Li Hu again, he is a long way behind Wu Tianlei in terms of figure. The whole body is slightly thin, as if it will be blown down by a strong wind.
However, Cheng Ling did not look down on his opponent. With such a figure, his swordsmanship must be light, which was completely different from Wu Tianlei's domineering line. The two have very different styles, and they restrain each other. It depends on who can take the initiative.
According to common sense, Wu Tianlei ranks second and should have an absolute advantage.
Sure enough, as soon as the battle started, Wu Tianlei pressed down on Li Hu and fought, with a pair of fleshy palms like a giant hammer, constantly striking out. Li Hu moved around, using his body skills to the limit. Unfortunately, his attack was too weak. Even if he hit, it would not do much damage to Wu Tianlei.
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Under this situation, Li Hu's attack was unable to work, and his defense was weak. During the tea time, he was knocked off the stage by Wu Tianlei. It was a pity that he lost!
Cheng Ling nodded secretly. All ten seed disciples had seen it before, and no one under Sun Gang was his match. Song Duan, who was ranked fourth, had a lot of quarrels with him. Seeing him take action, he was very strong. I don't know how much strength he showed.
As for the top three, Cheng Maofa, Wu Tianlei, and Qiu Ruohen, their combat power is not revealed much, but they are aware of the subtleties, and they should be able to fight. In fact, it was Bai Yiyi and Gu Youlan who gave him the biggest headache.
The strength of the two women seems to be still above Qiu Ruohen and Song Duan, and on par with Cheng Maofa and Wu Tianlei. For more than a year, since returning to the Wuxiang Sword Sect, I have not fought against them, and I am really looking forward to it.
The eighth round of fighting is also over, and the players who have advanced to each stage are basically clear. As expected, Wu Chenlong will not be able to enter the ranking competition. The remaining ten seed disciples, plus Bai Yiyi, Gu Youlan, Cheng Ling, and five other rising stars, can all enter.
Sure enough, as the ninth and tenth rounds came to an end, there was not much difference in the rankings. Bai Yiyi, Gu Youlan, Cheng Ling, Cheng Maofa, Wu Tianlei, Qiu Ruohen, Song Duan and others all achieved ten consecutive victories, and were defeated. Known as the top ten popular disciples of the new competition.
Wu Chenlong had three wins and seven losses, and was disqualified from the ranking competition. The situation was a pity. If it weren't for bad luck, the students in the next few games would have been among the top fifty disciples from the previous session, and there would be no hope of entering the ranking competition.
It's just that although there is an element of strength in the arena competition, luck also plays a large part. The top ten seed disciples participated in five battles, and there were very few disciples he could meet. However, if he met him, he could only admit that he was unlucky!
As the last game of the tenth round ended, the sun gradually set in the sky. The setting sun was like blood, illuminating the square in red.
The presiding elder jumped onto the ring and announced loudly: "The ring competition is over. Tomorrow is the ranking competition. Now, I announce the list of participants for the ranking competition!"
"Cheng Maofa, Wu Tianlei, Qiu Ruohen, Song Duan, Bai Yiyi..." When the list reached one hundred, the list was announced, and the top 100 disciples of this year were also released. Of course, the rankings on this list will change.
Disciples who have not entered the ranking competition, if they are not convinced, there is still a chance to challenge. As long as you can challenge successfully, you will naturally take your opponent's place in the top 100. These are all things for later. In front of us, what the audience and the elders are looking forward to is tomorrow’s ranking battle!
The presiding elder announced the end, and the disciples and elders dispersed one by one. Some of them hurried back to restore their true energy, and some of them wanted to gain insights from the battle experience. As for the elders, they naturally reported the latest battle situation to the heads of each Taoist temple to prepare for the final battle tomorrow.
The enthusiasm of the disciples in the audience has not diminished. They were mesmerized by the two consecutive days of arena battles and wished they could compete for a few more days. Fortunately, the more intense ranking competition will begin tomorrow, and the passion in my heart has not diminished at all. Everyone expressed their opinions and supported their favorite participating disciples.
In Zhuyin Pavilion, Wu Chenlong lowered his head and said guiltily: "Boss, I'm sorry, I didn't make it into the top 100, I let you down!"
Cheng Ling comforted him: "It's no big deal. You haven't been in the inner sect for a long time, and you don't have good skills and sword skills to support it. It's good to achieve your current results. As long as you don't slack off anymore, you can switch to skills and sword skills." Swordsmanship, given time, will definitely be able to strike again!"
Wu Chenlong was stunned and quickly replied: "Yes, boss, I remember it!"
At this moment, the seal on the door fluctuated. Wu Chenlong opened the seal and saw Jian Yinghao standing outside the door, looking at the two people with a smile.
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Congratulations to Brother Cheng for entering the ranking competition. Although this is a bit redundant, I still have to say it! "
Cheng Ling smiled and waved his hands indifferently.
Jian Yinghao sat down next to the two of them and said, "Brother Cheng, what level of strength has your strength reached? How confident are you of winning the first prize in this competition?"
Cheng Ling shook his head and said: "I don't know either. As for the certainty, I can't understand the strength of the other party. I can't tell for a while."
Jian Yinghao smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Cheng, is there anything you can hide from me? According to me, you must have a place among the top three!"
"Haha, what does Brother Jian think of the strength of the three of them? Well, for example, if their combat power is compared with Ancestor Liehuo, which one is stronger?"
"It's not easy to compare. In my opinion, the top three are capable of fighting Ancestor Liehuo. Whether they can defeat him or not is still unknown."
"Oh! Then I understand. Tomorrow is the ranking match, and the mystery will always be revealed!"
"Well, then let me talk to Brother Cheng about the rules of the ranking competition so that we can be prepared."
"Oh, Brother Jian, please tell me!"
"The ranking match is different from the arena match. There will be a battle between each disciple. In other words, everyone needs to fight fifty times, and they will eventually be ranked according to points!"
"Fifty games? How many days will it take to fight?"
"Haha, it will take at least three days. However, even though they are both top 100 disciples, their strength will be very different. Many people will choose to abstain. It may not take three days to end!"
"What's going on with the points?"
"It's very simple. A win is worth two points, a draw is worth one point, and a loss is worth no points! Finally, the ranking among the top 100 is confirmed based on the points value. If the points are the same, an extra game is required."
"Damn it, this game is dragging on so much. If we keep playing like this, I'm going to be exhausted!"
"Isn't it? That's why I never participate in such meaningless competitions. However, the rewards of the competition are very rich. Not only the Taoist Academy will have huge rewards, but also the branches. There are many treasures that cannot be exchanged with contribution points and achievement points. All may become rewards.”
"Oh? You mean this reward is very interesting?"
"Yeah, I don't know what the reward is now, but it will be very good. In the last competition, the reward for the first place was a top-level earth-level skill, as well as a top-level flying magic weapon and a spiritual stone. , achievement points, and contribution points are countless.”
"A top-grade flying magic weapon? What is that?"
"Flying magic weapons are extremely rare. They are of great assistance to monks. They are very useful in rushing, chasing, and escaping. If you have a good flying magic weapon, is it equivalent to having an extra life?"
"A top-grade flying magic weapon? What does it look like?"
"Those are all handed down from ancient times. When the first generation master explored the secret realm, he obtained many magic weapons, including swords and armors. The most precious among them was the flying magic weapon. And there are even fewer who have reached the top level. There are only a dozen.”
"Over the past thousands of years, the Academy's treasures have become less and less. If you have the opportunity, you must find a way to get it! Besides, Brother Cheng, these rewards are only external things. The most important thing is the opportunities for our Sword Academy in the next three years!"
"I know, you are talking about resource tilt, right?"
"Yes, with 50% of the resources, plus the two alchemists sent by Brother Cheng, our Kendo Academy will definitely be able to surpass the Fa Dao Academy again within three years. By then, the seven major forces will no longer be able to contain us. .”
Cheng Ling smiled calmly and said: "It's too far to say this. Let's look forward to tomorrow's game!"
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