Following the order from the evil wind sect master, the four guardians came out.
In front of each protector, there are four disciples of Xie Feng Hall, either in the first or second district, it is not necessarily the case, but without exception, their strength exceeds the fourth level of Qiyun Stage. With heads held high, sixteen Xie Feng Hall
The Feng Hall disciples showed their arrogance, they were selected
Disciple-in-waiting.
Lin Feng stood among the preparatory disciples in the fourth district with a calm expression.
He had just learned about the rules of the New Wind War from Brother Li. At the beginning, the four guardians took the lead in selecting the sixteen strongest disciples. They did not need to challenge and advanced directly to the second round. Then they selected the weaker disciples.
The disciples ranked 17th to 32nd become the candidates to be challenged.
As long as no one challenges them, they can advance directly.
"100 seconds, start choosing!" The evil wind sect leader said calmly and said in a deep voice.
all of a sudden
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! One after another figures, leaping like dragons and tigers, sprang out from the disciples. Most of them were disciples from the first and second districts. The new wind war was the battle between the disciples from the first district and the second district. Only the disciples from the third district had reached the seventh level of the cyclone stage.
With a tenth level of strength, it would be too difficult to defeat a Qiyun stage disciple.
However, there are also a few disciples from District Three whose eyes are red right now.
All of a sudden, about a hundred disciples sprang out. Lin Feng glanced at it. Compared with the number of disciples in the first and second districts, more than a hundred were just a drop in the bucket. Many disciples thought they had no hope and did not join the battle; more were
The age does not match, after all, the requirement of Xin Feng Zhan is that he must not be over thirty years old.
What's interesting is that basically all of these more than a hundred disciples are crowded in front of the seven or eight waiting disciples, arranged one by one.
"It seems that these potential disciples are the weakest." Lin Feng judged easily.
The weaker the strength, the more people challenge. Looking at the livid complexions of the seven or eight candidate disciples at this time, it is obvious that they are suppressing the anger in their hearts. The rules for free challenge are very simple. The last challenge system, for example, one of the candidate disciples is
If there are five challengers before, challenger No. 5 will face No. 4 first. The winner will face No. 3, and then the winner will face No. 2 until the only challenger is determined.
Finally, challenge the candidates.
In other words, the later the disciples who participate in the free challenge come, the more battles they need to go through. There is no rest in the new style battle, which means that it is one competition after another without gaps. The difficulty is quite high, and the more battles there are.
Naturally, the less cost-effective it is.
Lin Feng is not in a hurry.
Even though everyone in the fourth district was paying attention, he was still like an old monk in trance, not moving at all, which caused a lot of ridicule in the third district.
"Look, let me tell you, how can he have the guts to participate in the New Wind War?"
"Aren't you making things difficult for me? Among the sixteen candidate disciples, none of them are above the fourth level of the Qiyun stage. Are you asking a preparatory disciple to die?"
"What's the matter? As a warrior, I don't even have the courage to challenge. Ha, it's really contemptible."
…
The voices of the warriors in the third area were undisguised.
All the preparatory disciples in the fourth district were blushing, but they were powerless and unable to fight back. They were just preparatory disciples, and their strength and status were greatly different from the formal disciples. As time passed, pairs of eyes looked at Lin Feng, and their original expectations and longings changed.
, turned into disappointment and unwillingness.
But Lin Feng remained unmoved.
Because he doesn't care about other people's eyes at all.
"There are thirteen candidate disciples...someone has challenged." Lin Feng looked forward. In front of these candidate disciples, there were as many as more than ten challengers, and as few as one or two. The number of people participating in the challenge at this time
.Already close to two hundred.
Some disciples are the thoughtful type, or are quite confident in their own strength, and do not bother to compete for positions.
"Fourteen." Lin Feng watched as another young man strolled out of the crowd in the first area, with a look of arrogance and disdain on his face, and went straight to one of the last three remaining candidates. Following him
Walking out. A young man in armor also walked out of the second area and walked directly towards the fifteenth person.
The number of people challenging is constantly increasing.
The 100-second time limit is constantly decreasing.
"The last ten seconds!" The loud voice of the evil wind sect leader rang out. At this time, all those who were preparing to participate in the New Wind disciple battle had appeared. Among the sixteen candidates, there was only one unruly young man wearing a green armor with his hands behind his back.
People challenge.
"Look, Lu Jie has no one to challenge him."
"Sixteen candidate disciples, fifteen Qiyun Stage 4th level, he is the 5th level Qiyun Stage disciple, who is looking for him!"
"If he is a disciple of the four guardians, he will definitely advance directly. There is no need for another round of free challenges."
They are both disciples, but there is a difference between them.
The disciples of the sect master have a higher status than the disciples of the protector, and the disciples of the protector have a higher status than the disciples of the master.
"Lu Jie..." Lin Feng's eyes brightened slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
He is the first to challenge his opponent.
"seven."
"six."
"five."
…
The loud voice of the evil wind sect leader sounded.
At this moment, the venue was quiet, and the dust had basically settled, but suddenly there was a loud noise, coming from the fourth district. A figure walked out of the crowd, and the preparatory disciples in the fourth district let out a wave of shouts, extremely excited.
Everyone in the third district disdained and disdained him.
The disciples in the first and second districts all looked at this preparatory disciple of the fourth district with curiosity, including the four guardians, the five hall masters and the evil wind sect master also looked at him, but their eyes were slightly surprised, especially evil wind.
The sect leader was even more startled.
"Why can't I sense his aura?" The evil wind sect leader frowned slightly.
The last time he saw Lin Feng, he could clearly feel the level of strength of this preparatory disciple, but now... it was like detecting a whirlpool, a deep black hole. It was puzzling, and the evil wind sect leader never expected that Lin Feng was at the moment.
It is already a perfect body.
"New people are just new people, stupid."
"Ignorant preparatory disciples, don't you know that the later you choose, the more challenges you will face?"
"It's so sad~"
…
Everyone in District Three laughed incessantly.
Many of the disciples in the first and second districts also smiled knowingly, but this was the first time they saw the preparatory disciples participating in the New Wind War. It was just a joke. However, under everyone's gaze, the evil wind sect master
During the countdown, no one expected...
Lin Feng walked straight towards the only open space.
The strong man in District 2, Lu Jie is right in front!
What!?
Everyone couldn't help but gasped, including Lu Jie, whose eyes widened. In an instant, they became extremely angry.
"Go away and prepare your disciples!" Lu Jie cursed angrily.
In front of everyone, he was challenged by a pre-disciple. Even if he won, he would become a laughing stock. However, at this time, the hundred-second countdown had just ended. Lin Feng stood in front of Lu Jie with a calm expression, and the scene was silent.