"How can such a person be worthy of Xue'er? He is like a piece of cow dung..." Chen Feng's eyes suddenly turned cold.
"Don't mess around. This is Xue'er's choice. Besides, what does this have to do with you?" Although Lin Mengyao's voice was calm, her slightly furrowed eyebrows gave her away. Obviously she was also very confused as to why Qingxue would find her. Such an ordinary boy.
Although his appearance is unusual, his strength seems to be average.
From the battle to now, Li Qingyun has been hiding, occasionally taking action twice, but was knocked back by Hou Dong.
The first round of fighting is almost coming to an end.
Wang Meng was the first to win, repelling the enemy with one move, and Jin Ke was the second, also repelling the enemy with one move.
After that came Qingxue, and even Wang Zihao won. When the battle was coming to an end, Li Qingyun made a mistake with his Lianying Jue, then punched out, and luckily won.
"Damn, what kind of world is this? You're really lucky." Hou Dong cursed angrily. He had always taken the initiative, but suddenly he lost with one move.
"You dare to step on my head with such little strength, Li Qingyun, you'd better pray that you don't meet me, or I'll beat you into a pig's head." Wang Zihao whispered as he walked past Li Qingyun.
"Be careful, if you confront me, I will accidentally beat you to death." Wang Meng also sneered and walked past Li Qingyun.
Although fighting is not allowed during the competition, accidents do happen, and occasionally monks are killed.
The first round of fighting ended. There were more than 400 people, and in the blink of an eye, there were still half of them. A moment later, another duel began.
It is still an elimination system, and the winner will be determined in one round.
"Bang!"
Wang Meng knocked away the Tsing Yi disciple with a palm.
With the strength of the sixth level of Lingwu and his martial arts skills, he will definitely win.
"boom!"
Wu Sheng also fought off another person.
The two people are the most eye-catching in this assessment. If there are no accidents, the first place should be among them.
However, from the current point of view, the first place is likely to be Wang Meng, because Wang Meng is at the sixth level of Lingwu, while Wu Sheng is at the fifth level of Lingwu. Of course, the possibility of Wu Sheng hiding his clumsiness cannot be ruled out. He acted very calmly along the way, and when he looked at Wang Meng who looked provocative, he was also extremely calm. After a long battle, Li Qingyun still won with a slight advantage.
Now is not the time for him to reveal his strength.
The third round of fighting began, and this time there were more than a hundred people left.
The strong side is still strong, and Li Qingyun is still taking the lucky route.
"Shh!"
After Li Qingyun won another lucky win in the third round, boos came from the crowd. In their opinion, Li Qingyun's strength was really average. Every time he won, it was because the opponent was careless and he seized an opportunity. The boos from the crowd grew louder. This time the competition was also carried out amidst boos, until the last twenty people were left.
Night fell and it was getting late.
"Today's battle ends here and will continue tomorrow." The great elder stood up from the high platform and announced that today's battle was over.
Some outer disciples returned in frustration. As for Li Qingyun and others who passed the examination, they will become inner disciples from today on and enjoy the treatment of inner disciples.
"It's very unusual."
Lin Mengyao also left, but she remembered Li Qingyun. She could get away with it once, but she couldn't get away with it again and again. She was at the peak of the eighth level of Lingwu, and her eyesight was extraordinary, so she naturally saw how extraordinary Li Qingyun was.
Except for Lin Mengyao, many inner disciples saw that something was wrong with Li Qingyun.
Only the many disciples from outside the palace couldn't see the way out and kept booing. In the early morning of the next day, the golden sunlight shone on the square yesterday, rendering the square golden.
The winner of the competition will be decided today, and who can become the core disciple will also be announced today.
Just after Li Qingyun appeared, deafening boos erupted in the square.
"That's him, Li Qingyun, the guy who got shit luck."
"it's him."
The boos were like waves, coming one after another, continuously and without any intention of stopping. I don't care at all about the boos. Because today, he wants to show his strongest strength and compete for first place.
One battle will determine the outcome. With the result today, there is no need for Li Qingyun to hide it. The reason why he covered it up yesterday was because he was afraid that someone would feel threatened and take advantage of the night to take action against him. After the boos, there was another burst of cheers. This sound was no weaker than the boos, and it was also better than the boos. Qingxue followed Li Qingyun out and was welcomed. Twenty people were divided into ten fighting places, and the battle began instantly.
Outside the court, Lin Mengyao still appeared today, but in the first battle, she did not look at Qingxue, but looked at Li Qingyun.
"I don't know what his potential is. He hid his clumsiness yesterday, but I think he will fully show it today, so he is very cautious." Lin Mengyao thought to himself, and there seemed to be a touch of curiosity in his beautiful eyes.
Next to him, Chen Feng noticed any change in Lin Mengyao's expression, and looked at Li Qingyun, with an imperceptible cold light flashing in his eyes.
"Li Qingyun, right? When you meet me, your good luck has come to an end." Dao Wuhun appeared, exuding a chilling light, and Lu Kuang smiled ferociously at Li Qingyun.
"Lu Kuang, teach Li Qingyun a lesson."
"That's it, you must let this lucky guy see your strength."
"Tell him that luck is luck after all and cannot be compared to strength."
The inner disciples who were defeated by Li Qingyun yesterday started shouting outside today.
"Fight, you have one chance to take action." Li Qingyun remained calm, looking at Lu Kuang and said calmly.
"Huh, let me see if you can block my chance to take action." Lu Kuang snorted coldly, and the sword flashed suddenly, and he swung towards Li Qingyun. In the flash of the sword, Lu Kuang had already slashed. More than a dozen knives were fired, like a dense network of knives, attacking Li Qingyun.
Li Qingyun shook his head, his eyes full of disdain, and he didn't even release his martial spirit. He made a mistake with his foot and escaped the densest attack of the knife net by a hair. At the same time, he clenched his fists and a ball of hot light appeared.
The purple sun burns the sky.
"Bang."
After a dull sound, Lu Kuang's body flew backwards, and the long knife in his hand came out in an instant.
With one blow, Lu Kuang was defeated.
"The third level of Lingwu? He is only at the third level of Lingwu?"
There were still some jeers in the surroundings, but after Li Qingyun won cleanly with the third level of Lingwu, all the jeers suddenly stopped.
"Only someone with the third level of Lingwu can actually defeat the fifth level of Lingwu." On the high platform, the expressions of the elders were also surprised.
