Several disciples fell into a brief silence on the potholed and cracked martial arts field.

Zhao Feng captured the disappearance of the last glimmer of hope from the eyes of Marquis Guangjun.

This prince who had scorned the Xiangyun Kingdom and ascended to heaven with force seemed to have aged for decades in a matter of seconds.

Zhao Feng understood that Beimo had been taken away, and the only hope that Marquis Guangjun had placed was shattered. As for the remaining disciples, Marquis Guangjun obviously had no hope.

At this moment, several disciples were lost in thinking and making decisions.

The next choice may affect the fate of your life.

The opportunity to enter the sect world is something that any "motivated" martial arts genius is extremely eager to look forward to.

But the problem before them is that if they enter the sect, they may face difficulties or even be suppressed.

It is not difficult to imagine that this will be a more difficult and challenging path than other sect disciples.

For some reason, Zhao Feng felt an inexplicable ambition and drive, and there was a flame burning faintly in his heart.

His left eye was filled with a layer of light green luster, as if a star flame was dancing at that moment.

"No matter how difficult the road ahead is, I'm still willing to give it a try! That beast in Beimo, I must make him look good!"

Yang Qingshan gritted his teeth slightly and said indignantly.

Zhao Feng was moved by his resolute choice. It seemed that he was not the only one who refused to admit defeat.

Among the fellow disciples, Yang Qingshan was the most enthusiastic and sincere, and he was also very loyal to his master.

"I won't give up either! Xiaoyue Sect's entrance exam only happens once every five years."

Nangong Fan thought for a moment and quickly agreed.

What lies before them is a vast "door". Whether they can step in or not, for most warriors, there is no chance.

The entrance examination of a sect usually only occurs once every five years, or even ten years.

If you miss this opportunity, you may regret it for life.

"This opportunity must not be missed."

Feng Yinyue nodded in agreement.

Finally it was Zhao Feng's turn: "I promised Bei Mo and I will not break the promise."

Nangong Fan and others were slightly startled, and quickly remembered that Zhao Feng had made an agreement with Bei Mo: after leaving the sect, they would have a long and short relationship.

In response, a few people smiled and disagreed.

Marquis Guangjun saw the words and deeds of several disciples and sighed secretly in his heart.

He understands these teenagers' drive to refuse to admit defeat.

However, Marquis Guangjun was not optimistic about the future, but was unwilling to damage the self-esteem and confidence of several disciples.

"Next, you guys will compete for three places."

Marquis Guangjun said expressionlessly.

When Bei Mo was there, six people had to fight for three spots.

But now, with five people fighting for three spots, the competition is relatively smaller.

Eh! That’s not right!

Zhao Feng glanced at several fellow disciples and his expression suddenly changed.

Apart from Bei Mo, there are still several young geniuses from Marquis Guangjun: Yang Qingshan, Nangong Fan, Feng Yinyue and Zhao Feng.

One more person to go!

"Sister Yufei is missing!"

Zhao Feng was shocked.

Everyone present realized that there was still a fellow junior sister missing.

Because of the previous battle at the Holy Realm Grandmaster level, the scene was too chaotic, leaving the martial arts field in a mess. In addition, due to the heavy blow just now, one person was missing, and no one noticed it in a short time.

"Send someone to search quickly! Look at the collapsed houses over there!"

Marquis Guangjun immediately ordered.

Ye Lingyun and the three guards immediately ordered Guard Guangjun and other guards to start a search.

Zhao Feng and others cooperated in the search nearby.

When Guangjun Hou fought with Quanchen, his reputation was astonishing. Along with the collapse of the house, many potholes were left on the ground.

Zhao Yufei may be affected in the war.

Everyone worked together to clean up all the ruins near the battle.

"No! There is no one at all!"

"At least there are no clues in the combat area!"

After searching for a long time, no one could find Zhao Yufei.

Marquis Guangjun muttered: "When I was fighting Quan Chen for my master, I tried my best to avoid the crowd and it was impossible to affect anyone."

Even if Zhao Yufei died, there should at least be a body.

But the current situation was strange. Zhao Yufei was nowhere to be found near the martial arts arena.

"Evaporated out of thin air? How is this possible!"

Zhao Feng was breathing heavily and looked anxious.

"Expand your search!"

Marquis Guangjun issued the order.

After a while, Ye Lingyun led hundreds of elite guards to expand the search area with Lingwu Hall as the core.

As a result, there was not a single shadow in Lingwu Hall.

In order to find Zhao Yufei, thousands of people were mobilized in Guangling Mansion.

"It is impossible for a living person to disappear into thin air!"

Zhao Feng took a deep breath.

Teng!

He jumped up and flew to a big tree, then jumped again and arrived at the tallest tower in Guangling Mansion.

"Junior Brother Zhao, what is this?"

The people below were slightly confused.

Ye Lingyun and Feng Yinyue probably know a little bit about the situation.

"Zhao Feng and Zhao Yufei come from the same family and have always had a good relationship."

Ye Lingyun said to Marquis Guangjun.

now.

Zhao Feng was seen standing on the high tower, taking a deep breath, his eyes became sharp, and he slowly scanned the entire Guangling Mansion.

With his super eyesight, he quickly took a general look at Guangling Mansion.

Ten breaths later.

Zhao Feng's left eye extended from Guangling Mansion to outside the mansion.

at some point.

His heart skipped a beat and he stopped at the corner of a street ten miles away from Guangling Mansion.

A familiar figure caught his eye.

In the corner of the street, an old man with a broken arm and a young girl stood together.

"Grandpa, why did you take me away?"

Zhao Yufei looked back in the direction of Guangling Mansion with reluctance in her clear eyes.

The old man with a broken arm sighed in a low voice: "First, Marquis Guangjun did not discover your true potential. Second, Grandpa did not know that he had enmity with an expert in the 'True Spirit Realm'. In this way, the Xiaoyue Sect would definitely

Not suitable for you."

"But Brother Zhao Feng..."

In Zhao Yufeifang's heart, she was only worried about a certain person.

"Don't worry, his qualifications are not enough to enter the 'True Spirit Realm'. Sometimes, low qualifications are not a bad thing."

The old man with a broken arm said slightly self-deprecatingly.

Zhao Yufei naturally understood what her grandfather meant, but she always felt that Zhao Feng was not as simple as a semi-spirit.

After the two of them finished speaking, they immediately rushed outside the city of Guangling County.
To be continued...