"This person is the martial arts instructor of the Wang family in Qing County. His name is Qian Li. Just keep your normal level." Lin Wu was particularly concerned about the students' competition and personally accompanied Zhan Changfeng to the ring. "He is very strong." It’s big, so it’s best to break it quickly.”
"I see."
A middle-aged man was already waiting in the ring, "Qian Li."
"Yi Zhan."
Qian Li was not polite when he came up. He squatted with his legs half-crouched, put his hands on his knees, stamped his left foot, his shoulders and back bulged, his upper body grew three or four times in size, and his knotted muscles burst open his clothes. He was breathing heavily, his eyes were like bells, like an angry bull.
"Drink!" He stamped his right foot and the whole arena shook!
A pale yellow light spread from his fists to his shoulders and arms, and his true energy stirred.
"He must be practicing Juliquan."
"I'm afraid he has already cultivated to the innate level. God, his cultivation level!"
"Xiantian Xiaosheng, actually Xiantian Xiaosheng, this time he is going to take over!"
Qian Li touched his fists and ran towards Zhan Changfeng with a roar. Arena No. 4 began to shake due to his running, and Zhan Changfeng clearly felt that every time he stamped his feet, there was a special airflow spinning on the ground. Come on, involve her speed.
Qian Li's eyes gradually turned red, "One move from me will cause a meteor shower!"
Violent fists hit Zhan Changfeng like raindrops. Invisible pits seemed to appear in the air. Zhan Changfeng dodged as if they were everywhere, making Qian Li taste his hatred for the speedster and use his own strength. He couldn't even contain her completely.
Qian Li's moves became more and more forceful, while Zhan Changfeng moved a lot without confronting him.
"I'm so angry!" Qian Li was furious in his heart, and his essence and blood actually burned!
Burning essence and blood consumes vitality, and the vitality of low-cultivation people is already weak. If it is burned, it may damage the foundation.
"This Qian Li is risking his life!"
"I didn't expect she could push him to such an extent!"
Qian Li's momentum increased, with veins crisscrossing his exposed muscles, "Roar!"
His fist wrapped in zhenqi violently hit the passing afterimage. Did he hit it correctly?
He hit it right!
Qian Li suddenly became determined to win, but he saw her calm eyes.
"Brush!" The figure flashed and his fist failed. Qian Li's sense of crisis rose sharply, but it was too late. The tip of the sword was pressed against his throat, causing a slight sting and blood mixed with sweat.
Qian Li's pupils shrank, and the man stood right where his fist landed, "Impossible, impossible, I should have hit you!"
Zhan Changfeng looked at the referee, who announced, "This round, No. 157 wins!"
After getting off the ring, Lin Wu praised, "I didn't expect you to be so fast. You used your speed to neutralize his punches and defeat the enemy with one sword."
"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for reminding me earlier." Zhan Changfeng replied, then quietly walked into an empty pavilion for people to rest and looked at himself.
She had already killed more people in Xiantian. Although Zangyunjian's Xiantian was better than Shenzhou's in terms of skills, it didn't hinder her much. This victory was expected, but she didn't expect that something went wrong.
She found a trace of toxin hidden in the corner of her body and closed her eyes slightly. If she hadn't been able to see through, she might not have been able to detect it. This trace of toxin entered her body during the battle with Qian Li.
It hides quietly like a dormant insect.
Zhan Changfeng wrapped it up with his true energy for the time being, planning to find a way to detoxify it later. She looked at Qian Li seriously. This man seemed dissatisfied with losing his place in the branch. He was extremely irritable and pushed several people until the referee forcibly took him away.
This time, only forty-one of the eliminated candidates succeeded, but before they had time to rejoice, there was a melee between the branch candidates in the afternoon.
When the show ended at noon, Zhan Changfeng went to look for Qian Li, but the man seemed to have disappeared without a trace. Something doesn't seem right.
Zhan Changfeng suppressed his doubts and returned to the martial arts field. All the people who passed the first level of the Qingbai Mountain Society were already there, including her, there were only about ten people.
"Come here quickly," Lin Wu greeted, and then faced the students and said, "I emphasize again, this time the 670 candidates for the branch will eliminate 570, and they will be divided into two later. There is a melee in each arena, each with fifty. If you are assigned to the same arena, try to take care of each other and survive the melee, do you know?!"
"Know."
"clear."
Lin Wu glanced at Zhan Changfeng specifically. These words were partly meant for her. After all, she had the highest level of cultivation among the students.
Zhan Changfeng understood his intention, but did not respond. "It's best to keep a distance from me. There are more than a hundred innates among the six hundred and seventy. The final stage of the melee will definitely be a battle between innates. There may not be many innates around me." Safety."
"No," Cheng Zhigao said anxiously, "Then according to what you said, we will have to be eliminated the day after tomorrow?"
"You can stick together and adjust your strategy based on innate actions. That is to say, you should pay attention to three time points. The first time point is when the melee has just begun. Try to take the initiative to eliminate those with weak cultivation. The second time point is when innate starts. Attack Xiantian. At this time, you have to occupy a corner of the ring. If possible, sneak attack the injured Xiantian. If you can eliminate one by one, at the third time point, when Houtian on the stage is almost eliminated, stick to one side and prepare together to fight against the attack from Xiantian. ."
Everyone looked at Lin Wu with doubts.
Lin Wu thought for a while and said, "Yi Zhan is right. Leng Yi'an or Leng Yuzi will take the lead and try to keep everyone's quota."
Leng Yi'an, who was named, said, "Then it's best to capture one of the four corners when you take the stage, and use it as a defensive and offensive point."
Zhan Changfeng met Leng Yi'an's gaze and affirmed, "Yes, if I have spare strength, I will be nearby to support him."
All the students knew that it would be difficult for an individual to win a spot among a group of innates. After hearing the arrangement, they felt it was reliable and agreed one after another.
The referees divided the arenas according to the cards. As a result, nine of them were in the first arena and three were in the second arena.
Leng Yuzi looked at the two unlucky guys with her, "No way, just the three of us in the same ring?"
"It's over this time."
Leng Yi'an also sweated for the girl, "You should join forces with other social studies people as much as possible to keep up with the rhythm of the melee."
"The melee has begun, all candidates please come on stage!"
As soon as the referee's voice fell, 670 people rushed to the ring at the same time, obviously trying to seize the opportunity.
The moment he jumped onto the ring, the collision of weapons, the pressure of fists and flesh were like a big net that caught all the candidates who were seeking to survive, and the battle had begun!
The students from Qingbaishan Social Studies had their eyes on the east corner and moved towards it as they walked. The fists and kicks were dazzling, and Lin Wu watched anxiously below. There were at least three or four groups in the east, and there were two innates!
Lin Wu blinked. Oh no, the black-robed innate took action against Leng Yi'an and the others!
Leng Yi'an's eyes trembled, and the blood ax that was about to hit his Tianling Cap if he got closer was blocked.
The black-robed man's innate gaze was slightly cold, and he stabbed. The blood ax scraped the blade towards Zhan Changfeng, "Mind your own business!"
