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Chapter 162 The Floating Mountain Competition (Part 2)

Many people present did not understand how Beimo defeated its opponent.

Because it seems that Bei Mo's attack has not hit the target yet.

"Just relying on the impact of the artistic conception of the moves, he suppressed the opponent until he vomited blood. This Bei Mo is no longer the Bei Mo who was in Guangling Mansion."

Zhao Feng looked solemn.

Beimo's strength is not only the ability to approach the earth spirit body, but also his excellent understanding.

"He practices "Beiming Tianshui"... This technique was originally brought out by Elder Yunhai from the 'Fuluan Palace'. As an upper-level mortal level technique, few people can practice it so far."

The great elder spoke slowly.

Beiming Tianshui!

Zhao Feng had a vague feeling that the technique practiced by Bei Mo might not be simple, just like his own "Wind and Thunder Palm". The elder's words just now seemed to indicate something, or to remind Zhao Feng.

Defeating the enemy with one move, Beimo made his debut, and his strength was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Just relying on the artistic conception and pressure of his moves to force his opponent to vomit blood and get injured, it is impossible to imagine his true strength.

"Junior Brother Bei is really amazing. He actually mastered "Beiming Tianshui". It seems that there is no suspense in this competition."

Quan Chen exclaimed, but a trace of jealousy and helplessness flashed in his eyes. Looking at the trend, it would be a matter of time for Beimo to surpass him and Yuan Zhi.

After Beimo came on the stage, Ran Xiaoyuan, Kong Yuanhao, and Liu Yue'er all showed great strength.

Ran Xiaoyuan defeated the opponent at the second level of transcendence with one move.

Kong Yuanhao was almost unlucky. His opponent was an extraordinary third-level person with a higher cultivation level than him.

After fighting for ten or twenty moves, Kong Yuanhao easily defeated his opponent.

"Although in previous competitions for quotas, only those at the third level of transcendence have a chance, the disciples of the elders of the sect cannot be measured by common sense."

Zhao Feng thought to himself.

For example, Kong Yuanhao has excellent aptitude and understanding. He practices one ordinary-level upper-level skill and two ordinary-level intermediate skills. The three work together to burst out powerful power.

However, the average inner sect disciple has only practiced one or two ordinary-level and intermediate-level techniques, and the upper-level ordinary ones are simply out of reach.

Therefore, Zhao Feng's evaluation of Kong Yuanhao's strength is that he is at the peak of the third level of transcendence!

He has a peak level of cultivation at the second level of transcendence, and his actual combat power is one level higher than that.

As for Beimo, Ran Xiaoyuan's strength is at least comparable to that of the average fourth-level Extraordinary.

"The twelfth match, Zhao Feng versus Luo Haiqiang."

Deputy Hall Master Li's voice sounded.

Zhao Feng's figure was like a swimming fish. In a few breaths, he floated onto the formation platform.

His opponent was an extraordinary third-level disciple.

In this quota competition, more than forty people signed up, and only one-third of them reached the third level of transcendence.

Therefore, if you encounter the third level of transcendence in the first round, you are relatively unlucky.

Zhao Feng had green hair that was blowing in the wind, and a single eye with a calm and sharp luster.

"It seems that you are the lunatic who practices "Wind and Thunder Palm"."

Luo Haiqiang licked his lips, his body tensed, but he secretly accumulated his true power and did not dare to be careless.

A madman who practices "Wind and Thunder Palm"?

Zhao Feng's figure attracted the attention of many sect members.

The wind blows and the thunder roars!

Zhao Feng's face was expressionless, and he quickly struck out with his palm, his green hair flowing like a waterfall.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up, and the strong wind tore through the place, causing a sound of thunder, as if there was a cloud of thunder and lightning blasting away.

"Hmm~"

Luo Haiqiang's body was stiff and he had difficulty breathing. He felt as if he was enveloped by a violent storm and lightning, and was trembling with fear.

Seven unique fingers!

Fortunately, the real power in his body had already been condensed to the extreme. His fingertips produced a few streaks of light like purple electricity, which were powerful enough to penetrate several inches of steel plate.

Poof!

As soon as his finger strength left the body, it was swallowed up by the violent aura of "wind and thunder".

Luo Haiqiang was blown away by the explosion and vomited blood.

"You are strong..."

Luo Haiqiang looked pale and simply gave up.

There was a commotion in the audience.

Many people marveled at the terrifying power of "Wind and Thunder Palm".

"Leap level challenge, win with one move. Is this the power of "Wind and Thunder Palm"?"

Yanggan moved slightly.

"His control over the power of "Wind and Thunder Palm" is clearly better than that of Chen'er, and the artistic conception of his moves is more mature and rounded."

A glimmer of light flashed in the great elder's eyes.

The great elder once had a disciple, Yang Qian’s senior brother, who practiced "Wind and Thunder Palm", but he encountered misfortune later...

After Zhao Feng won, he returned to the Great Elder and waited for the next round of competition.

Not long after, all the disciples present completed the first round of competition.

Among them, Lin Fan showed great strength and easily defeated an extraordinary second-level peak disciple.

"Then Zhao Feng and Lin Fan actually passed the first game easily?"

Off the court, Xiao Yun felt an inexplicable unwillingness and loss in his heart.

He participated in the quota competition this time mainly to try his luck, but unexpectedly he lost in the first game.

Every time he fails, his place in the Fuluan Trial will become further and further away.

Rest for half an hour.

The second round of competition starts immediately.

The competition adopts a promotion system, with winners and losers playing a total of seven games. If you can win four games in a row, you will be directly selected for the trial.

In fact, according to past experience, very few people can win four games in a row, because the longer the winning streak, the more terrifying the opponents will be in the future.

No opponent who can win consecutively can save fuel.

In the second round, Xiao Yun was defeated again and almost went crazy.

Lin Fan was also unlucky. His opponent turned out to be an extraordinary third level peak powerhouse.

"Lin Fan will definitely lose this time."

Xiao Yun thought to himself, and Yun Xiangmeng, who was standing beside him, also smiled slightly.

However, the results were unexpected.

Lin Fan fought fifty moves with his opponent and narrowly won one move in the end.

"This guy actually has upper-level mortal-level skills. Coupled with mortal-level divine weapons, his strength becomes so terrifying."

Xiao Yun seemed to have been poured cold water on him.

Lin Fan also participated in missions and received opportunities. Lin Fan's growth far surpassed his.

The biggest difference is that Lin Fan has obtained the upper-level mortal level skills.

It stands to reason that Xiao Yun and Lin Fan's contribution points are not enough to obtain the upper-level mortal level skills, let alone the mortal-level divine weapons.

"Lin Fan and Zhao Feng have been very close recently."

A trace of regret flashed in Yunxiang Mengfeng's eyes, and she probably guessed the truth.

During the last mission, Zhao Feng's rewards far exceeded those of others. It was not difficult to get a few magic weapons.

Lin Fan could only make such progress with Zhao Feng's help.

In the second round, Bei Mo and Ran Xiaoyuan were still untouchable and easily defeated their opponents with one move.

"Beimo and Ran Xiaoyuan are probably the strongest among the contestants. Even at the peak of the third level of transcendence, they are no match for their three moves."

"Zhao Feng's strength is not weak either. The power and momentum of "Wind and Thunder Palm" is not inferior to that of the two from Bei Mo."

Everyone in the audience started talking.

So far, Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, and Zhao Feng have all used their strong strength to directly crush their opponents.

Among them, Beimo's performance was the most astonishing. He just encountered the third level peak of the extraordinary and won it with one move.

"Even if he is at the fourth level of transcendence, he may not be his opponent."

Some inner disciples are jealous and afraid of Bei Mo.

Many contestants did not want to meet Bei Mo.

Not long after, the dust settled in the second round of competition.

At this moment, there are less than ten people who have maintained two consecutive victories.

Given the format of the competition, it will be difficult to win consecutively without strong strength.

Soon, it was the third round.

The disciples who had won two rounds in a row felt that their opponents were extremely difficult to deal with.

In the third round, Lin Fan met a strong opponent—Liu Yuer.

Liu Yue'er's cultivation level is higher than his, and the martial arts and martial arts she practices are slightly better than his.

But after fighting for twenty moves, Liu Yue'er gradually fell into a disadvantage.

After all, in terms of actual combat ability, she is not as good as Lin Fan.

Buzz!

At this time, a soft jade sword in her hand suddenly had a layer of bright texture, and the speed and power of the sword increased significantly.

In just one moment, Liu Yue'er's attack power almost doubled.

"Mortal-level mid-level divine weapon!"

Many people in the audience screamed and lost their voices.

"I surrender."

Lin Fan didn't bother much and simply admitted defeat. He might as well conserve his energy for the coming battle.

"Zhao Feng versus Kong Yuanhao!"

In the third round, Zhao Feng also met a strong opponent.

Kong Yuanhao was the alien spirit person when he first entered the master's school.

At that time, he was taken under the tutelage of Elder Xue and trained carefully.

Judging from current achievements, Kong Yuanhao is second only to Bei Mo. After all, the latter entered the sect one month earlier than him and his initial starting point was also higher.

This battle made everyone full of expectations.

The disciples of the elders met together, which attracted more attention in the competition.

However, the fierce battle that everyone expected did not happen.

Silver Wall Technique!

The energy and blood in Zhao Feng's body vibrated, and a layer of silver crystal appeared all over his body. His entire body was as perfect as crystal, exuding an overwhelming pressure.

"This guy's body-refining attainments have actually reached this level!"

Everyone in the audience was surprised.

Elder Xue, who was on the viewing platform, frowned. He immediately looked at the Great Elder, shook his head and sighed.

Wind and Thunder Palm!

On this basis, Zhao Feng activated "Wind and Thunder Palm" and pressed in front of Kong Yuanhao like lightning.

Bang! Bang! Bang...

Zhao Feng used the power of thunder to suppress Kong Yuanhao and hit him.

With the first move, Kong Yuanhao was shaken back, his energy and blood boiling.

The second move is to break the defense layer.

The third move is to vomit blood and retreat.

"I lost, but I didn't use the mortal mid-level magic weapon."

Kong Yuanhao said a little depressed.

Zhao Feng's attack was so fast and fierce that he had no time to use the mortal mid-level divine weapons. Otherwise, it was still unclear who would win, or at least the defeat would not be so disastrous.

In the third round, the dust gradually settled.

So far, there are only a handful of people who can maintain a winning streak.

Zhao Feng looked and saw that there were only four people left, maintaining their winning streak.

They were Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, Zhao Feng, Liu Yue'er, and the rest were more or less defeated.

People like Lin Fan, who have two wins and one loss, have a pretty good record. Many people have two losses and one win, and some even have three losses in a row, such as Xiao Yun, an extraordinary second-level disciple.

"It's going to be the fourth round soon."

Zhao Feng felt a faint sense of expectation.

There are only four people who have won four consecutive games.

In other words, he has a one-third chance of meeting any one of Bei Mo, Ran Xiaoyuan, and Liu Yue'er.

If he meets Liu Yuer, Zhao Feng will not feel any pressure.

If you meet Bei Mo and Ran Xiaoyuan, it will be a bit tricky.

Whether it is Bei Mo or Ran Xiaoyuan, their true combat power can challenge the fourth level of transcendence.

Everyone rested for half an hour and drew lots one by one.

The fourth round finally begins.

This round, although not the last round, is a very critical round.

Zhao Feng couldn't help but glanced at the lot in his hand. His opponent was not Liu Yue'er. He couldn't help but shook his head and sighed.


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