Long Fei is very anxious to unlock the secret of Dragon Domain.
However, there is someone who is more anxious than him, Tai Zun!
Nineteen was arranged by Tai Zun to help Long Fei clear some obstacles.
Just as Zang Tianye left the Divine Emperor Academy, everyone naturally took care of Long Fei in the name of Zang Tianye.
Seamless.
…
Martial arts arena.
"good!"
"beautiful!"
"In the eighth game, Li Tianwei wins!"
"I won eight games in a row in half a month, and my points have reached 380 points."
"It's so amazing. He is worthy of being ranked among the top 100 super geniuses among the first-year disciples."
…
There was a warm cheer in the martial arts arena.
When Li Tianwei walked down from the ring, several minions immediately came up to him and flattered him: "Young Master Li won so beautifully. He was crushed in an instant."
"Hahaha... your ranking will definitely move up ten places after this game."
"It's not just ten, I think it's almost fifty."
Li Tianwei laughed proudly and said: "Others have worked so hard to complete tasks to get so few points, but I can win so many points just by moving my hands, hahaha..."
Winning eight games in a row is really impressive.
but.
The record in the martial arts arena is eighteen consecutive wins. This is a record left by a man named ‘Unnamed’.
It's not that his name is Wuming, it's that he didn't leave a name, so he is called "Wuming" and is the idol of every fighting fanatic.
"Bang, bang, bang."
A disciple walked up to the fighting drum and beat the war drum.
Everyone looked over.
The disciple's body suddenly changed. He jumped down from a high place and landed firmly on the martial arts platform. He hugged him with both hands and said: "Wang Qingshan, a first-year disciple of the Zhanwu Academy, Sword Cultivator, Crazy Immortal 5th Grade."
"Newcomer?"
"His name is not in the combat records. He should be a newcomer."
"He's here from the Zhanwu Academy, probably to prepare for the first-year ranking competition in half a year, right?"
"should be."
"Training in the martial arts arena is the usual training method of their Oya Sword instructor, but being favored by the Oya Sword instructor also shows that this kid is not simple."
Many people gathered in the fighting arena.
"I'll challenge you."
During the conversation.
A rough and arrogant man came out, carrying a heavy ax on his shoulder, and walked onto the ring and said: "First-year disciple, majoring in strength, fifth-level Crazy Immortal, Cheng Daaxe."
The original points of a new disciple of Zhanwu Hall are 10 points.
Cheng Daxu’s original points are 8 points.
Cheng Daxu said: "Bet everything."
Wang Qingshan also said: "Bet everything."
Long Fei watched from a distance and asked: "Sun Tou, what do you mean by risking everything?"
Sun Datou said: "To bet everything means to bet all the points. If you lose, you will lose zero points, and you will not be allowed to fight again within half a month."
"That means losing the opportunity to earn points in the martial arts arena."
Long Fei nodded and said: "What are my original points?"
Sun Datou looked at Long Fei and scratched his head, and said: "Well, I don't know. Zhanwuyuan is the main force. The original points of the disciples of Zhanwuyuan are all 10 points. None of our handyman disciples have ever participated in a martial arts fight.
Taiwan, so I don’t know what our original points are.”
Fan Tong said, "It needs to be evaluated."
at this time.
It has already begun in the arena.
The power of Cheng's ax is astonishing. Every move he makes seems to be able to cut through the sky and the earth. Wherever the ax strikes, it's like gods and ghosts crying.
Long Fei was slightly shocked, "What a powerful force."
Long Fei would not be able to release this power without using other forces.
Wang Qingshan dodged continuously, and every time he was just right.
His movement was like a ghost, like a piece of paper fluttering.
"The Divine Emperor Academy is indeed the number one academy in the Tianwu Continent." Long Fei was shocked again. He didn't feel this way during the assessment.
Seeing the battle between these two disciples, he suddenly felt that something was really different.
It’s truly a gathering place for geniuses.
"I draw my sword!"
Wang Qingshan made a slight sound.
Cheng Daxu shouted, "If you don't draw your sword, I will kill you."
"good!"
Wang Qingshan's figure moved, holding the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and said softly, "Broken!"
"Whoosh!"
"Buzz!"
Long Fei's eyes suddenly trembled, "Lightning Sword Drawing Style!"
"It's amazingly fast!"
He had cultivated the Dugu Nine Swords to the eighth level, but even so, he could barely see clearly the technique, strength, and speed of how to draw the sword.
Like lightning.
This sword struck out, pointing directly at Cheng Daaxe's throat. The sword energy on the sword burned slowly like a flame.
"Cheng Daaxe is defeated!"
As soon as the ax fell from Cheng Daxu's hand, he smiled naively and said: "What a fast swordsmanship. I hope to meet you again in this year's ranking battle. I will make sure you look good then."
Wang Qingshan sheathed his long sword and said: "Senior brother, I accept the concession."
Sun Datou in the distance murmured: "It's too fast, I can't see clearly."
"That's the gap."
"I can't keep up at all."
"Instructor Oya Sword is the master swordsman of the God Emperor Academy. If I can get her guidance, I will definitely make rapid progress." Fan Tong had an extremely envious look in his eyes.
Cultivation depends on oneself.
but.
If you can have a good teacher to guide you, your cultivation will be much faster.
The sword strike just now was very similar to the 'Sword Drawing Style' in the Dugu Nine Swords that Long Fei practiced. Long Fei thought to himself: "Master Oya Sword, did you understand the Sword Drawing Style?"
suddenly.
Long Fei was very interested in this Oya sword instructor.
At this moment.
Long Fei walked to the war drum and beat the war drum.
The people in the martial arts arena were shocked again, "Why are there new people joining today?"
"It seems that many people are fighting fanatics."
"Who is this person? I've never seen him before."
"Are you a first-year disciple?"
During the conversation.
Long Fei walked down the steps slowly, walked onto the ring, hugged his hands, and said: "In the Miscellaneous Department, there is no major, the sixth-grade Spirit Immortal, the newcomer Long Fei!"
As soon as the voice fell, the whole place fell silent.
"Pfft!"
One person couldn't help it and burst out laughing.
"Hahaha……"
"Hahaha……"
At the same time, everyone in the fighting arena burst into laughter.
"Common service department? There is no major? Your major should be sweeping, right? Hahaha..."
"Boy, you've come to the wrong place."
"Want to clean up the martial arts arena?"
"Are you here to tease me?"
"This is the funniest joke I've heard this year. The disciples from the Miscellaneous Department came to the martial arts arena to challenge you. Are you trying to scare people to death?"
Ridicule is all ridicule.
Long Fei expected it.
but.
He stood motionless on the ring, turning a deaf ear to the ridicule around him. He has become accustomed to all kinds of ridicule along the way. Don't get angry when others laugh at you. Use your strongest strength to crush them, and then see if they can
Laugh, and then they will find that they are laughing at their own ignorance.
A steward from the fighting arena came up and said, "Are you sure you want to participate in the fighting?"
Long Fei nodded and said, "I'm sure."
Here we go, let’s do it!
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third chapter.
My little girl is recovering well and can be discharged from the hospital today. Dahai is relieved. I will update when I get home in the afternoon. I will try my best to update tomorrow. Thank you everyone for your support!