"This guy is really arrogant!"
Zhu Bupang and the two men were very confused. Even the lean man frowned and took the initiative to snatch the ranking tokens one by one. How could anyone directly snatch the ranking tokens from the remaining strong teams quickly?
For example: if you grab ten people's ranking tokens now, it's not as good as if you grab one person's ranking tokens later in the battle!
Anyway, the points will not be lost in the token, so why not let someone do it for you first...
Kuang Tu's method was undoubtedly the best. Although it was not time-saving, it was very labor-saving. However, they did not expect that Ye Hui was so ignorant of current affairs.
"If you're not fat or thin, you two can go too!"
The man in green suddenly turned his head, as if he saw something, and immediately spoke.
This game is of little significance to me, but it is good for Zhu Bupang and the two of them to use it as experience.
"Okay~...!"
"Thank you, boss...!"
The two guys who had been suppressing it for a long time seemed very excited. As soon as they said a word, they rushed directly into the nearby crowd.
Suddenly, smoke was everywhere, screams were heard, and the atmosphere was overwhelming.
"Swish, swish!" The ranking tokens on the screen skyrocketed wildly, almost to the point of bursting. At this time, it attracted the attention of many people on and off the court.
"Hiss! These two disciples have good qualifications! They are comparable to Blood Five!"
The man with the Purple Gold Crown was surprised and whispered to several elders beside him. The others who heard the words nodded frequently, obviously realizing that the terrifying power of the two people was not much worse than the previous Blood Five...
"Uh...!" This sudden scene made Kuang Tu stunned. He immediately corrected his mentality and did not dare to see the two fat and thin disciples clearly like before.
"Haha, brother Kuang, don't be surprised! These two guys also have restless tempers, so let them have some fun!"
The man in Tsing Yi behaved generously and smiled sideways at the lean man. How could he not see that Zhu Bupang and the two were venting their unhappiness.
Starting from Xu Peng's repeated provocations, to Kuang Tu's contempt and Ye Hui's disdain.
Although the two of them suppressed each of these incidents and did not say anything, it did not mean that they had no temper.
Therefore, many inner disciples who were encountered by the two began to be unlucky...!
"When you feel tired, come back quickly! Don't be reluctant to fight!"
The man in Tsing Yi sent a message to remind him that Zhu Bupang and the two men were quite measured in their attacks. They did not attack people indiscriminately and seriously injured them like their strong teams. In this way, Feng Ling also Too lazy to care about them.
"Haha, no problem, no problem! Kuang feels extremely honored to be in the same team as Junior Brother Feng!"
Kuang Tu was a straight-tempered person, and his words came completely from the bottom of his heart. Although it sounded a bit exaggerated, there was no hint of flattery or falsehood.
Afterwards, Feng Ling responded humbly again, and then, regardless of whether it was clean or not, he and Kuang Tu sat down cross-legged at the edge of the duel field.
Suddenly, the place where the two of them were was the only remaining inch of pure land within a kilometer.
Compared with those disciples who were struggling in a fierce battle, the man in green and Kuang Tu looked so relaxed and relaxed with their eyes closed...
"Suddenly—!" A vague energy spread rapidly from an unknown corner of the duel to the entire venue.
At the VIP table, Zijin Guan Nao and the gray-haired old man frowned at the same time. Then, two powerful spiritual powers traced and detected the traces.
"Huh?" The first attempt failed. The white-haired old man glanced sideways at the indifferent-looking man with the purple gold crown, and immediately withdrew his mental power. Feng Tianjue also glanced at the man in green with some uncertainty.
"Is this kid Feng Ling's mental power so strong? It's a good thing that the old man Long Prison Zhong didn't find out, but he almost fooled me...!"
Just when Sect Leader Yuqing relaxed his brows and let out a sigh.
"The real business begins!"
The withered old man looked far away at the man in green with his eyes closed who was sitting outside the duel arena. Then, his main body and his clones concentrated their attention together, secretly analyzing everyone in the arena.
Spiritual power is a powerful force that only legendary ghost masters can touch and use at a deep level.
The realms below Legend are all roughly approached instinctively without knowing it, and there are not many concepts about this aspect at all.
The difference between the two is like the difference between philosophers and ordinary people. When ordinary people feel something, they may be able to say a few words that they don't even know are philosophical.
But they still cannot be called philosophers!
But true philosophers are different. They are already at the level of understanding everything and pursuing the truth.
Even words spoken casually can sometimes contain some thought-provoking philosophy!
"Um?"
"one,
two,
Three...! "
As if they had noticed something, the man in green and the haggard old man frowned at the same time, recording all the places where there was a faint black energy in the duel field.
Not long after, the scattered voices and appearances of about sixty people were clearly reflected in the memory of the man in green.
After that, he compared the information in the hands of the withered old man, checked the seats one by one, and found out a series of specific information such as names.
Some of these people discovered it through mind reading, some through the inertial action of "using poison", and some had the same evil spirit master's moves.
Feng Ling wondered if others had discovered a detail. Most evil masters had a common problem during battle. They liked to change weapons every time they killed someone.
In the inner disciple competition held here, Feng Ling has already found no less than thirty people, frequently changing their weapons.
It's just that the condition has been changed from killing one person to "defeating" one person!
comprehend by analogy!
It's okay to say that once or twice, Fengling can treat it as "sore hands", but with such high frequency and regularity, it can't be faked no matter what!
Anyway, all kinds of strange identification methods were used by Feng Ling this time. He was determined to catch all these evil masters in one go!
I don’t know if those evil masters who have been hiding deeply will be so upset when they find out later that the reason why they were discovered is so cruel, and they want to find a wall to hit them to death!
…
However, regarding the previous release of mental power, it does not mean that Feng Ling's mental power is so strong that even Feng Tianjue has to be resigned to it.
But Feng Ling's perception and use of spiritual power are far beyond ordinary people. Even if he can't compare to Feng Tianjue's mental power in terms of strength, he may not be able to compare to Feng Tianjue in terms of the number of people he can completely control.
This is just like the difference between "large quantity" and "good quality". The two have their own merits. It is difficult for anyone to judge whether they are good or bad without considering the specific circumstances.
"Bang~...!"
Just when Feng Ling had found out most of the remaining evil spirit masters among the inner disciples, the entire team on the scene was rapidly reduced from hundreds to a tragic twenty-four groups.
Cruel competition, fierce confrontation!
The high-intensity battle has continued until now and has entered a white-hot stage, with the exception of two disciples who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed.
Everyone was sweating profusely and panting, and their originally excited eyes were stained with a trace of deep exhaustion that could not be wiped away.
"Tsk, tsk, sect leader! You are so ruthless in using this trick!"
Looking at the overall situation, the withered old man can easily see that there are less than ten fingers of the team that can still remain intact at this time!
However, even the seemingly complete team now has many people who were replenished in time when the battle was idle!
"Sooner or later, the young eagle will set sail and fly alone. Although this competition is cruel, life is worry-free. It is not a kind of training!"
The leader of the Yuqing Sect was not annoyed. He chuckled and glanced sideways at the withered old man sitting on the right side of the seat. In his heart, as long as he could find good seeds that stood out, it didn't matter what method he used.
It is normal for the competition to be cruel. After all, any sect cultivates strong people based on the potential of its disciples, even the Yuqing Sect, which has a large family and a great business, is no exception.
Feng Tian would never be stupid enough to act as a charity and use a large amount of resources within the sect to help everyone achieve their goals.
If you think about it carefully, this may be the reason why the senior officials of the Yuqing Sect pretended not to know that there were drawbacks to the "one-on-one" competition in the past.
In other words, it doesn’t matter if you miss one or two elites, anyway, those who remain in the end are the elites among the elites!
In short, if it is "waste material" with poor qualifications, no matter how much resources are available, it will not be able to produce it. After implementation, it must be carefully selected...!
"Boom——!" Smoke and dust were dense within a kilometer radius, as if a thick layer of haze had been cast over the duel arena, but the huge buzzing sound that was still heard was faintly weakening.
Somewhere in the duel field, the two men sitting cross-legged did not move at all, still watching as spectators, as if this battle had nothing to do with them.
"Damn it, that guy is really lucky!"
"Hmph~...! If it weren't for Senior Brother Kuang Tu sitting next to him, I would have already welded him with a knife!"
Several disciples who were standing with blood on their faces accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene when they were retreating. Immediately, they felt very uneasy in their hearts.
We people are in such a mess, working so hard to grab ranking tokens, why can he sit back and enjoy the results with a leisurely look?
"Hmph——! Didn't you just find a few good teammates? What are you pretending to be?"
Seeing the man in green with his eyes closed and smiling, several disciples became angry, and typical jealousy was secretly at work.
Naturally, no one dared to say anything to a lean man with strong strength, but the man in green was different.
Judging from the performance of the man in green since he came on the field, everyone concluded that Feng Ling himself had no strength at all.
At best, he is just a lucky guy!
"If you come forward to give the token, I don't mind accepting it myself!"
The lean man who had been keeping his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent, which scared the calf of several disciples who came forward to conspire against him.
"Senior Brother Kuang, I misunderstood!" Feeling the biting coldness coming towards them, several people quickly clasped their fists and confessed. Then, he glanced reluctantly at the man in green who was only three meters away from him.
"Let's go quickly...!" After gritting their teeth and thinking for a second, the group of people finally decisively chose to retreat.
It's a pity that Kuang Tu's well-intentioned move also made more inner disciples believe that the man in Tsing Yi was just a rookie who only dared to hide under the protection of the strong.
"Ant! Luck is impossible, it will always be with you!" Everyone couldn't help but feel unhappy, and they all cast disdainful glances at Feng Ling.
Especially the way he raised his head and curled his lips was even more arrogant, as if he could easily crush the opponent with just one finger.
However, there were still very few people who recognized Feng Ling's appearance. After all, there were not many or few people who saw the dispute between Feng Ling and Hu Ba at the morning lecture hall of the teaching elder. !
Mainly because it happened a long time ago, and most disciples have been mentally exhausted after their experience. In this case, how can they have the energy to deliberately recall these trivial matters?
"Ahem...!" The lean man could naturally detect the strange looks the other powerful teams gave him after they stopped.
Knowing that he had done something bad with good intentions, Kuang Tu was very embarrassed at the moment and Chuanyin apologized: "Junior Brother Feng, I'm really sorry!"
"Haha, what are you saying, Senior Brother Kuang? Out of good intentions, you drove away the trouble for me. I'm grateful to you before it's too late!"
The man in green raised his eyebrows and opened his eyes. He first showed a smile to Kuang Tu. Then, his eyes turned cold and he said with a sideways glance: "As for these, I will keep it to myself!"
"Hi~, it's so cold...!" The eyes were cold and devoid of any emotion. The inner disciples who were glanced at all felt their bodies tremble and looked away unconsciously, faintly daring not to face the man in green.
"The knockout round is over! Everyone in the audience, stop fighting immediately!"
As the sun set, no matter how long it took, a loud shout like a life-saving straw resounded throughout the audience.
"Suddenly...!" As the great elder's command came out, there was the metallic sound of weapons falling and hitting the ground everywhere. All the surviving teams breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's finally over!" Many disciples with scars all over their bodies fell limply on the ground with their eyes dazed. In their clear eyes, there was both deep tiredness and lingering excitement.
"First of all, congratulations to the thirty-eight inner disciples who are still standing on this stage so far. You will be the best in the competition!"
Long Yuzhong raised his brows and took the lead in making an opening statement. The disciples below him immediately dragged their tired bodies and stood up straight, their expressions looking very solemn.
"Secondly, congratulations to the first three groups for their byes! They are..."
After the white-haired old man slowly introduced, the corresponding information quickly slid across the dimly dazzling screen. When the face of the man in green appeared, many people's eyes turned red.
…
"Finally, I would like to thank all the inner disciples for presenting a wonderful game to us old guys! The first round of elimination... ended successfully!"
Hearing this, not only the disciples staying in the duel field, but also the more than 3,000 outer disciples and more than 400 inner disciples in the audience
As well as all the core disciples and elders present, they all fell into silence for the time being...
A shrewd person will notice that the format of the words spoken this time is similar to before, but the voice suddenly changed, making people confused.
"Damn it!" Long Yuzhong took a few steps back and secretly gritted his teeth. It turned out that the kind-browed old man who slowly stepped forward had beaten him to the final speech.
After all, Elder Liu Yidao was the top person in charge of the duel field, and the Great Elder could not go too far beyond his authority, so he had to endure his sulking for the time being.
…
"Okay, thank you for your hard work! It's getting late today, so I won't say anything more. Let's go back and rest early. We have to continue the game tomorrow!"
When they came back to their senses, they were surprised to find that the sky had become extremely dark at this time. As soon as Sect Master Yuqing finished speaking, Elder Liu Yidao immediately sent someone to organize the exit.
ps: Even if you create a thank you building in Chuangshi, it will be deleted by the system. Is it wrong? I am really speechless.
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