Chapter 63 Specializes in treating all kinds of disobedience
Such a scene happened constantly on ten rings.
If the wooden brand number is drawn, a special person will record it on the record so that no mistake will occur. At the same time, another empty wooden box will be removed.
With the results of the first round of draws, the top 100 disciples competition officially began.
Whoever can be shortlisted for the top 100, who can be shortlisted for the top ten of the outside disciples, and who can be shortlisted for the inside disciples, all start from this moment.
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Arena No. 7.
The first round is No. 754 of the Seventh Level of Martial Arts, and No. 782 of the Sixth Level of Martial Arts.
Everyone knows what the final result is if the difference in a realm is. Unless they have a special trump card, they will definitely lose.
The bad outcome of drawing lots!
Of course, some people will ask questions, why it seems quite easy to determine the corresponding ranking without distinguishing between junior and intermediate senior arenas, and once implemented, it will be very difficult, and many issues are involved.
In the end, the disciple No. 754 defeated 782 with only five moves and successfully obtained the promotion qualification.
The fighting style is light and fast, and the initiative is taken... It is undoubtedly a huge role for the disciples under the ring. The same move can be used in this way, so you can defend yourself like this, and open up a new path.
This is precisely because of the accumulation of martial arts, which made many disciples secretly remember it in their hearts and have a little more understanding of the use of moves.
Don’t underestimate the use of a move. It can play a big role inadvertently. Usually, one move can be used all over the world.
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The high-level and low-level battles are simple, and the lottery list is constantly being drawn on all major arenas.
Lin Fei was not idle and kept observing. The three rings of No. 6, 7, 8, and the three rings closest to the closest, remembered the battle in his heart.
After three months of experience, Lin Fei knew how to accumulate and digest all kinds of battles.
The sea of knowledge is endless and hard to work on a boat, if you don’t advance, you will retreat.
There are countless outer disciples who do things like Lin Fei in the divine objects square.
Study, learn again.
A day passed by in a flash.
Early the next morning, when a ray of sunrise rose, the top 100 disciple competition began again in Shenwumen Square.
"Round 78, No. 714 vs. No. 725!"
"Round 79, No. 680 vs. No. 845!"
"Round 80, No. 768 vs. No. 814!"
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A battle is not as long as a stick of incense or even longer as the outside world says. On the contrary, the winner is decided in a very short time, rather than playing house endlessly.
When a master fights, the winner is between one breath, and a move or a flaw can often determine the outcome of a duel.
"Round 102, No. 707 vs. No. 736!"
The deacon referee picked up the wooden sign with a expressionless reading number again, as if he had a deep hatred with the wooden sign.
After reading the book, some people rose into the air in the crowd, with elegant postures and landed directly on the arena. Li Feipeng, a master of the seventh level of martial arts, is famous among the outer disciples.
Hearing the report of his number, Lin Fei took a light breath, knowing that it was his turn, he was not so sexy, and walked up step by step.
When Lin Fei walked onto the ring, many outer disciples began to exclaim, obviously recognizing Lin Fei, a famous person. He had the feat of beating Zhang Wanshan's younger brother before, and later fought with Jun Wuhui, known as the "little gentleman". Everyone wanted to see if Lin Fei is as awesome as the rumor.
Under the arena, there was only one person who was worried.
"Damn, why did Xiaofei meet Li Feipeng? This guy is so skillful that he can often exhaust the mysterious energy of human beings, which is the most difficult to deal with. He is also known as "Little Feiren"!" The master was anxious.
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Lin Fei walked onto the ring.
Li Feipeng was excited and excited. He didn't expect that he would meet Lin Fei, who was very rumored, and he didn't care about it at all. But he heard that three months ago, Lin Fei's strength was only the fourth level of martial arts. In three months, how powerful could he be? As for the beating Zhang Chongshan and the others, he didn't believe it at all. Some people must be making fun of it.
"I'm so lucky. After defeating Lin Fei, my reputation will be even more resounding. A mere low-level disciple who stayed honestly in the audience would run up to embarrass him. Isn't it because I was beaten up by me? Haha, I feel so accomplished."
When Lin Fei stood still, Li Feipeng laughed and his eyes were unscrupulous, "Junior Brother Lin Fei, are you giving up now, or letting your senior brother send you down?" The following words emphasized the tone, and it was clear what it meant.
Li Feipeng's words attracted a lot of attention and his face was even more proud. He seemed to be the result, and he liked the attention of the eyes.
Lin Fei is very famous and has attracted a lot of attention.
Everyone wants to see what Lin Fei is so powerful, who makes the outer sect and inner sect have the taste of becoming a genius disciple. Everyone is waiting to see Lin Fei’s jokes.
Li Feipeng's move is undoubtedly the most suitable. The strength of the seventh level of martial arts is neither high nor low, just right.
Lin Fei touched his nose, "Junior brother doesn't like being driven away, but he has a hobby. Do you want to know?"
Li Feipeng did not even show his vigilance from beginning to end, believing that Lin Fei's golden jade was vulnerable to one blow. If he took action, he could knock Lin Fei off the ring without a few moves.
"My senior brother is in a good mood today. I really want to hear it. What are the hobbies of junior brother? Do you like to kneel down and beg for mercy?" Li Feipeng laughed, "If you really do this, senior brother will reluctantly accept it. I will give you a decent way of losing, so you won't be embarrassed!"
Lin Fei shook his head and smiled, "My junior brother likes to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction, especially those who are mean like me!"
In an instant, everyone laughed, laughing from ear to ear. Lin Fei is too funny. Don’t you tell me the occasion? You dare to say such things.
Li Feipeng's face, which was originally smiling, suddenly stiffened, his face looked very bad, he lowered his face and sneered, "Okay, okay, you have a habit. Senior brother originally wanted to teach you a lesson, but now it seems that you can get out of here."
"Is that true? You should be the one who goes down?"
Everyone was surprised to find that Lin Fei was moving on the ring, his speed was extremely fast, so fast that he could not see any shadows. Some people even rubbed their eyes, wondering if they had read it wrong.
As soon as Li Feipeng raised his hand, his mysterious energy started to move and was about to perform his boxing skills. A sound of breaking through the air suddenly came from his ear. The warrior's reaction was horizontal and he turned sideways and turned backwards with a "dragon swing tail". He didn't have time to think about how the opponent could break through the defense line and sneered in his heart. Can this attack be taken out? He made your "dragon swing tail swing" and you wanted to look good.
But before this was over, disdain sounds came from my ears again.
"Your reaction is as stupid as a pig. I really don't know how you practice!"
With a sarcastic voice, Li Feipeng almost vomited blood in anger. My speed is still slow? This is too bullying.
As soon as he thought about it, a huge force suddenly came. Li Feipeng's face was full of horror. The huge force rushed over. He felt that in the face of the violent waves, he had become a canoe. His whole body subconsciously flew out without any time to resist.
In everyone's eyes, Li Feipeng fell out of the ring like a kite with broken strings, and his face changed instantly.