Sun Yuan walked onto the ring and immediately yelled: "Lu Chen, don't be proud, you will definitely lose today."
The Sun family has strong foreign aid like Nangong Ping, and he has enough confidence. He is playing now not to defeat Lu Chen, but to use fatigue tactics to weaken Lu Chen's strength.
Lu Chen smiled calmly and said, "Just take action. You won't have a chance when I take action."
"Arrogant."
Sun Yuan was furious and stabbed Lu Chen in the throat with his sword.
The cold light is like lightning, this sword is called Thunderbolt Sword Technique, and it relies on speed to win.
Sun Yuan believed that his profound energy was not as good as Lu Chen's, so he wanted to rely on his speed advantage to fight a war of attrition and consume Lu Chen's skills.
"The Sun family still has some problems, which should not be underestimated."
Someone below saw Sun Yuan's sword, and even if they didn't like the Sun family, they had to admire that the Sun family was indeed powerful.
This sword was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword edge was less than a foot away from Lu Chen's throat, but Lu Chen still had no intention of dodging.
"Die to me."
Sun Yuan's face was ferocious, and the sword's profound energy was even stronger. He had already used ten of his powers. With this move, he not only wanted to win, but even wanted to kill Lu Chen directly.
Lu Chen always looked indifferent. After facing the pressure of an innate master, he simply couldn't be interested in an attack of this level.
He suddenly raised his right hand and stretched out his index and middle fingers, as if to deal with a fly flying in front of him. He pinched the two fingers gently, and a cold light in front of him immediately stopped in mid-air.
Everyone's expressions were dull.
Sun Yuan tried his best with his sword, but it was caught between Lu Chen's fingers.
The old man in green on the referee's bench suddenly stood up and shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, Shi Feng City also has such talents, it's great."
He shouted "hello" several times in a row, but none of them could express his inner shock.
Only he could see that Lu Chen's strength was not only mellow in skill, but also extremely quick in reaction, very calm, and without any emotional fluctuations.
This is a quality that only a top killer assassin possesses, but Lu Chen does not show any aggressiveness of a killer, and has a faint calm and calm demeanor of a master.
"How is that possible? It must be an illusion."
The old man in green clothes suspected that his judgment was wrong.
It is impossible for a twenty-year-old young man to have such a high level of martial arts accomplishment.
At this moment, most of the people in the audience looked at Sun Yuan with mocking faces. Sun Yuan's face turned red and he drew his sword hard, but the sword edge seemed to have taken root in Lu Chen's hand and he could not pull it back no matter how hard he drew it.
He became angry and kicked Lu Chen in the vagina.
Lu Chen sneered and kicked Sun Yuan out of the ring with a bang.
"If you lose, you lose. If you are still not convinced, you will use this rogue trick."
Some people said disdainfully.
"The Sun family has always refused to admit defeat. It's no surprise."
"Lu Chen is the first, it seems there is no controversy."
In the next few competitions, whenever Lu Chen appeared, all his opponents took the initiative to admit defeat, which was extremely smooth.
Lu Chen was also happy and relaxed.
After more than a dozen competitions, a strange name suddenly came to everyone's ears.
"The next match will be between Zhao Wu and Nangong Ping."
A rich and handsome young man stepped onto the ring in response, it was Nangong Ping.
Zhao Wu is an acquired sixth-level warrior, and everyone is familiar with it. Shi Feng City only has such a population, and everyone who participated in the competition knows more or less, but no one has heard of Nangong Ping.
“Who is Nangong Ping?
Could it be that people from other places participated under false names?
This is against the rules.”
Someone immediately protested loudly.
The people participating in the competition were all familiar faces. Even if they had no friendship, they must have met each other before. But this Nangong Ping, no one had ever seen him before.
In such a competition, Nebula Sect has internal regulations that implement certain local protection measures for each town. Otherwise, all the masters from other places will flock to Shi Feng City, and their local warriors will not have to compete.
"The surname Nangong is rare. Within a thousand miles, there is only one big family like the Nangong family."
"Nangong Ping seems to be the young master of the Nangong family. I heard that he is also Sun Xue's fiancé."
Everyone was talking about it, and before long, Nangong Ping's identity had been widely guessed.
At this time, the head of the Sun family suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Young Master Nangong Ping is indeed from the Nangong family, but he is also the son-in-law of our Sun family. He can be regarded as a member of the Sun family. Why not represent our Sun family in the war?
?
Some time ago, my grandson Pengcheng was killed by a traitor. He originally had a place in the competition. Not to mention first place, the top ten will definitely be no problem. Now I let Master Nangong Ping take part in the competition in place of Pengcheng, which is justified."
"I'll go, is there still such a thing?
Nangong Ping can just stay well in Xianyi City, but there is no such thing as coming to steal our jobs."
"That's right, the Nangong family is so big. I heard that the Nebula Sect is recruiting one or two hundred outer sect disciples in Xianyi City. Even the inner sect disciples have about ten places. The Nangong family is still not satisfied. They eat from the bowl and look at the pot.
It’s too much.”
Everyone made a fuss and protested.
One of the reasons why they rebuked Nangong Ping so "enthusiastically" was of course because Nangong Ping took away a quota, and the second reason was because Nangong Ping seriously threatened Lu Chen. If Lu Chen was defeated by Nangong Ping, many of the people who escort Lu Chen would be defeated today.
The first person in the world will lose everything.
In order to safeguard their own interests, these people rarely show a consistent and united attitude towards the outside world.
Nangong Ping heard everyone's discussion, but he looked very graceful and didn't care about the criticism at all. When the voices gradually subsided, he cleared his throat and said: "Mr. Sun is right, I am participating in the competition on behalf of Brother Sun Pengcheng.
In fact, it is not difficult for me to get a place as an inner disciple in Xianyi City. However, for the last wish of Brother Sun Pengcheng and the request of Mr. Sun, I came here. As the prospective son-in-law of the Sun family,
I have the qualifications to participate, so why should you be so prejudiced?"
"Fart, that's nonsense."
"Please ask the referee to do justice."
Everyone turned their attention to the old man in green on the referee's bench.
The old man in green had already seen the dispute at the scene, but he had not spoken. At this time, he had to express his position. He said loudly: "Young Master Nangong Ping is indeed qualified to participate and is allowed to participate. The competition will proceed normally and no noise will be made for no reason."
Everyone was in an uproar and shouted: "No, this is against the rules, the referee is showing favoritism."
"You are so outrageous. If anyone dares to make a fuss again, they will all be kicked out."
The head of the Sun family shouted loudly.
Many Sun family members came out to maintain order.
Everyone did not dare to make any more trouble and could only recognize Nangong Ping's identity.
"Nangong Ping versus Zhao Wu, the competition continues."
After the commotion just now, the atmosphere gradually returned to calm.
Although many people have heard of the name of the Nangong family, they also want to see whether Nangong Ping's strength is as powerful as the legend says.
The results of the competition came out quickly. Zhao Wu was defeated by one move, but was easily knocked out of the ring by Nangong Ping with a palm. He had already shown his amazing strength.
"I'm afraid this kid has the ninth level of cultivation."
"This is terrible. Lu Chen may not be his opponent. The Nangong family has a long history and has countless top martial arts. Lu Chen's first place may be ruined."
Previously, everyone was unanimously optimistic about Lu Chen, but now, the discussion has turned to one side, and everyone has turned to Nangong Ping. Many people who made large bets sighed and said they were unlucky.
Although Lu Chen defeated Sun Yuan with one move before, it can be said that the victory was more beautiful and shocking, but the reputation of the Nangong family is too great, and it can be regarded as an invincible existence among many warriors of the family.
Su Xuan looked worried and said to Lu Chen: "Brother Chen, this Nangong Ping seems to be very simple."
He could only tell that Nangong Ping seemed to be hiding his strength, but he didn't know what his cultivation level was.
Lu Chen said calmly: "This person has the cultivation level of the innate realm."
"Xiantian realm?
Is Nangong Ping a Xiantian realm warrior?"
Su Xuan was shocked.
"Don't be nervous. He is also a human being. There is nothing to be afraid of."
Lu Chen said.
"Um."
Su Xuan nodded vigorously, "Brother Chen is the strongest, I believe it."
As time passed, most of the competition passed quickly, during which Lu Chen and Nangong Ping did not fight.
As long as they defeat enough opponents, they can advance to the top ten. Lu Chen and Nangong Ping will admit defeat as soon as their opponents come on the court, so there is no suspense about entering the top ten.
By the afternoon, the dust had settled on the top ten.
The old man in Tsing Yi announced again: "Congratulations everyone, the results of the top ten places in this competition have come out, they are Lu Chen, Nangong Ping, Sun Wei, Su Xuan..." The old man in Tsing Yi read the names of ten people in succession, and there were
Many people couldn't help cheering loudly and crying with joy because they entered the top ten.
Even if you become an outer disciple of the Nebula Sect, your status is no small matter. For most warriors from ordinary families, this is a stepping stone to success.
However, up to now, there is still a much-anticipated match that has not yet started, which is the decisive battle between Lu Chen and Nangong Ping. This is the only competition for the spot of the inner disciple.
For this spot, everyone who has seen the strength of Lu Chen and Nangong Ping has no idea of competing. Therefore, the top ten do not need to go through the knockout round at all, and the final finals will be directly designated by the referee.
Nangong Ping walked onto the ring and looked at Lu Chen standing opposite.
"Did you kill Sun Pengcheng?"
Nangong Ping asked.
Lu Chen didn't answer, he was too lazy to answer such nonsense.
Nangong Ping sneered and said, "If you admit defeat now, you may die a more beautiful death in the future."
Lu Chen frowned, he understood what Nangong Ping meant.
Nangong Ping said that even if he admits defeat now, the other party will not let him go.
"Cut the nonsense."
Lu Chen had no interest in talking to this person.
"Since you are so ignorant, I have to teach you a lesson."
Nangong Ping stared at Lu Chen coldly, exuding a cold and undisguised killing intent.
Immediately, Nangong Ping's body swayed, and he crossed the distance of twenty steps in an instant, flashed in front of Lu Chen, and slapped him with his palm.
"Cold Dip Palm!"
Nangong Ping's palm was covered with a layer of white frost, and there was a ball of dark and cold mysterious energy on his hand. Once the opponent hit the palm, the cold energy would force into the body and freeze the person's blood into ice cubes.
The onlookers felt extremely cold, and many people even shivered, as if they were in a world of ice and snow.
This is mental coercion, which directly breaks the opponent's will.
The onlookers felt this way, so one can imagine how much pressure Lu Chen, who was in the center, had to bear.
"The Nangong family is indeed worthy of its reputation. One palm has such power."
Su Xuan listened to others' comments and couldn't help but worry about Lu Chen.
