"Please!" Ji Mingzi suppressed his inner thoughts and whispered.
"Please!" Chengxu said coldly, and suddenly both of them moved. In battle, strike first and be the stronger, which is the key to victory.
Ji Mingzi quickly rushed towards Chengxu with Xuanjian in hand, but Chengxu had already disappeared from the spot...
"Colorless fire refining!" Cheng Xu quickly floated in the air, quickly grasping the complicated hand technique with both hands, and shouted in a low voice. As soon as his voice fell, there was a "buzzing" sound in the barrier, and the air suddenly became hot.
Countless yellow flames actually formed a formation and fell from the sky, pressing towards Ji Mingzi.
The middle-aged man in red at the edge of the No. 7 arena suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were extremely gentle and loving as he stared at Chengxu who was floating in the air and pinching his hands. On the cliff, the great elder of Xuanlin Sect also opened his eyes.
His cloudy eyes stared gently at Chengxu on the stage.
"Ah!" Ji Mingzi let out a scream, and the gray clothes all over his body actually emitted green smoke, which quickly melted into black, and Ji Mingzi screamed in agony. Ji Mingzi was furious in his heart, holding back the pain all over his body, and bent down.
Suddenly he jumped into the air and struck Chengxu with a sword.
Chengxu's expression remained unchanged, and he moved quickly, and a ball of flame flew out of Chengxu's hand, forcing Ji Mingzi to give up the attack and resist the ball of flame that made his pores explode.
"Take it!" Chengxu's cold voice sounded again, and the countless flames covering the barrier quickly shrank towards Ji Mingzi.
"Ahhh!" Ji Mingzi yelled as loudly as Chen Yun, as if he was killing a pig.
Suddenly, the flames covering Ji Mingzi's body disappeared in an instant, and Cheng Xu floated in the air and said coldly: "You lost!"
Ji Mingzi gritted his teeth, and the skin all over his body had been roasted red. His eyes were shining with reluctance, but there was no resentment at all. Ji Mingzi knew that if Chengxu wanted to kill him, he would not have the slightest chance to fight back.
Ji Mingzi took a breath of air and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Senior Brother Chengxu, for showing mercy!"
Chengxu nodded appreciatively.
The disciples stared at the No. 7 arena where the battle was over with dumbfounded eyes, and looked at Chengxu with a little more awe.
Ah Chen's face twitched a bit, and he pretended to be angry and said: "Hmph, this guy Chengxu has even learned the Xuanlin Sect's unique flame martial arts! Hehe, it's a good thing that I also learned the sect's unique martial arts, otherwise I wouldn't be able to
Don't be suppressed by this guy Chengxu." After saying that, Achen turned his head slightly and glanced at Long Tian, who had a look of surprise on his face.
Long Tian was extremely shocked at this time. He looked in disbelief at Ji Mingzi, whose whole body was roasted and turned red. It was over? What kind of flame was that just now? Why was it so terrifying? Suddenly, Long Tian remembered a sentence, back in Cangyue Forest
When they were saying goodbye, Ah Chen said: "It doesn't matter that our fighting ability is not as good as yours, but our martial arts can only be practiced by kings!" Long Tian didn't pay attention at that time, but he suddenly remembered it now.
"If Ji Mingzi can persist in the torment of refining fire, the outcome is not certain!" "Ouyang Yin'er" glanced at Long Tian's surprised face and said calmly. In one word, he pointed out the disadvantages of colorless fire refining. The power of this martial arts
Although terrifying, the profound power in Chengxu's meridians could not sustain it for long. Lin Leng next to him looked at "Ouyang Yin'er" in surprise, and then smiled helplessly. I don't know who this woman was, but she could be like this.
The boy had such a close relationship that Lin Leng, who had lived for countless years, actually became a little jealous of Long Tian.
The first round of competition ended not long after. A total of 4,000 disciples advanced. Many of the unsuccessful disciples returned to the sect, but there were also many disciples who stayed to wait for the finals of the exchange conference.
Next comes the second round of competition. Half of the four thousand candidates will fail in the second round of competition.
After drawing the competition number, Long Tian and "Ouyang Yin'er" left the exchange meeting. The two walked on the avenue of Xuanlin Sect, neither of them spoke first, as if they didn't want to break the rare tranquility. The pace of the two of them was almost the same, and they walked side by side on the avenue, which made many walking disciples blush and even made Long Tian jealous.
"Wait a minute, friend!" A loud voice sounded, and a handsome man trotted all the way to keep up with the two of them, staring at the beautiful figure of "Ouyang Yin'er" with extremely hot eyes, with a hint of lust hidden in his eyes.
Long Tian turned his head, looked behind him in confusion, and asked doubtfully: "What's the matter?"
"Haha, hello, Brother Long Tian, I am Zhen Gang, a disciple of Jian Zhen Sect!" Zhen Gang looked at Long Tian with a warm face, but his mind was fixed on "Ouyang Yin'er". Although Zhen Gang His face was smiling, but a little unnatural.
"Jian Zhen Sect?" After Long Tian thought for a moment, he suddenly heard that the disciple he defeated was also from Jian Zhen Sect. Long Tian had some doubts in his heart. Could it be that this Zhen Gang came to take revenge on me? Looking at Zhen Gang's face With an unnatural smile on his face and glances at "Ouyang Yin'er" from time to time, Long Tian suddenly became alert. He whispered, "I don't know, what's the matter?"
Zhen Gang glanced at Long Tian, then looked at "Ouyang Yin'er" and said, "Girl, I don't know..." Before Zhen Gang finished speaking, "Ouyang Yin'er" took a step forward, slowly moving forward from the beginning. In the end, he never turned around, let alone glanced at Zhen Gang.
"Long Tian, let's go!" A clear and cold voice sounded. Long Tian narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Zhen Gang, and then followed him.
Zhen Gang's eyelids drooped, covering up the anger and desire in his eyes. He clenched his fists and whispered: "I, Zhen Gang, will catch up to you sooner or later. Huh, Long Tian! Don't let you meet me in the exchange conference!" With murderous intent flashing in his eyes, Zhen Gang turned around and left.
The two fell into silence again.
Suddenly, "Ouyang Yin'er" stopped and stood there with complicated eyes. She slowly turned her head and stared at Long Tian with her autumn eyes. Her crisp voice was extremely serious and she whispered: "Long Tian, what will you do next?" What’s the goal?”
Long Tian glanced at "Ouyang Yin'er" doubtfully, with a trace of confusion flashing in his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he slowly said: "Now I just want to become stronger quickly, become a truly strong person, and then lead all my people." My family and friends have all stepped into the ranks of the strong. As for how far we can reach in the future, just take it one step at a time!"
"Ouyang Yin'er" trembled, and his eyes trembled. After a long time, he sighed slightly, and a look of surprise flashed deep in his eyes.
"Long Tian, when you step into the strongest realm of Xuantian Continent, what are you going to do? Are you really just taking one step at a time?" "Ouyang Yin'er" suddenly spoke again.
Long Tian turned his head and looked at "Ouyang Yin'er", wondering why she asked such a question. Immediately, he looked forward with confusion. After a long time, he said: "I don't know. After I can really reach that level, I will also I don’t know what to do, maybe just practice! Try to go where she can!”
"Let's go!!" The voice of "Ouyang Yin'er" sounded coldly.