Su Yi suddenly stood up, pointed at Chen Feng, and said disdainfully: "The other nine people you mentioned are all in the top ten of the newcomer list, ranked in front of me. They were selected, I admit it! But why is this one on the newcomer list?
Can the nineteenth waste be selected?"
"What the hell do you know?"
Zhao Duanliu looked at him as if he were a fool and mocked: "You only know that he is the 19th on the rookie list. Do you know that he only took three tests? All three were first-rate!"
"What? Only three tests?"
Zhao Duanliu's words caused an uproar in the hall. Many disciples didn't know what happened that day, and they didn't know that Chen Feng only tested three items.
"After only three tests, he was ranked 19th on the rookie list. If he was tested in all four, wouldn't he be ranked first?"
"Yes! The talent is too high!"
"I can't say for sure. Yang Jingtian's talent is also very high, so he may not be squeezed out."
After hearing these discussions, Yang Jingtian's face became a little gloomy.
Zhao Duanliu opened his mouth wide, not expecting this to happen at all. He felt as if he had been slapped again, feeling humiliated.
Zhao Duanliu sneered: "You are really asking for humiliation."
Bringing humiliation to oneself, bringing humiliation to oneself, these four words kept echoing in Su Yi's ears. He suddenly pointed at Chen Feng and shouted in anger: "Trash, do you dare to fight with me? If you lose,
Just get out of the top ten seeds!"
Chen Feng's eyes were cold, he touched his nose, his face was gloomy, and he sneered in his heart: "If you can't afford to offend Zhao Duanliu, why don't you take it out on me?"
Zhao Duanliu touched his nose and looked at Su Yi with a strange expression, with a hint of ridicule: "Are you sure?"
As the chief instructor, he knew Chen Feng's strength, and he believed that Su Yi was looking for death.
Su Yi looked at Chen Feng coldly, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes: "I'm sure."
He vented all his anger on Chen Feng, preparing to torture him with cruel methods to vent his anger.
Chen Feng stood up: "I agreed."
He looked at Zhao Duanliu: "Please ask the chief teacher to be fair."
"Okay! But there's one thing. It's just a competition, not a life and death fight. Neither of you can use martial arts. I'm not like my students who died on the first day." Zhao Duanliu said.
Chen Feng and Su Yi both nodded in agreement.
There was a trace of cruelty in Su Yi's eyes, and he thought in his heart: "I can still kill this loser without martial arts! I will make you die miserably."
Zhao Duanliu didn't mind seeing the excitement and clapped his hands: "Haha, let's go, let's compete now."
He also wanted to see what was so special about Chen Feng, who had already shocked the entire inner sect's senior leadership even before he entered the inner sect.
Su Yi walked out first, his tongue bursting with thunder, and shouted loudly: "Chen Feng, get out of here and die!"
The sound shook the hall as if it were shaking.
"Okay!" People he had good relationships with applauded one after another, especially the follower, who yelled in a pretentious manner: "Young Master Yi, kill that good-for-nothing!"
Chen Feng smiled slightly, walked out of the hall in no hurry and came to the opposite side of Su Yi.
"Trash, what are your last words?" Su Yi said with a grim smile.
Chen Feng said calmly: "If you can survive three moves under my hand, you will win."
"What?" The disciples who were watching were all stunned, and then burst into laughter.
Is Chen Feng crazy? He dares to say such arrogant words. He is bringing shame on himself!
They laughed at Chen Feng extremely.
"Trash, you are looking for death!" Su Yi felt that he had been greatly humiliated, and shouted lowly, and the huge aura of the Shenmen realm burst out, making the people around him gasp in surprise.
He originally wanted to directly crush Chen Feng and kill him, but now he has changed his mind. He will use the most vicious means to make Chen Feng's life worse than death.
He growled lowly and punched hard.
When a punch is punched out, the shadow of the fist is like a mountain, which is visually extremely huge and gives people a sense of oppression. The whole sky seems to have turned black, because among the heavy fist shadows, there are countless ghosts floating in it.
float.
The sun was shining brightly, but in an instant, a strong eerie and terrifying atmosphere filled the place. Countless evil spirits roared and screamed, rushing towards Chen Feng, as if they were going to drown him.
Obviously, this is an extremely evil and cruel martial art.
During the practice of the Ghost Eater Fist, he slaughtered hundreds of innocent people and refined the souls of these tragically dead people into his fist. After the Ghost Eater Fist was refined and punched out, it enveloped hundreds of evil ghosts. These wronged souls
The evil ghost will madly devour the soul of the person being attacked, which is a direct attack on the spiritual level.
The person being attacked, whose soul is attacked and whose soul is shattered, will not only gain great strength, but also become a fool, a madman, and a walking zombie.
This is an extremely vicious boxing technique. Not only is the training method vicious, but the effects are also vicious.
Vicious, but extremely powerful!
After hearing the explanation, the surrounding disciples all turned pale and extremely frightened.
Zhao Duanliu frowned, murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
