Chen Yu stood there and suddenly felt a fierce, cold and hostile gaze.

At first glance, he saw the fierce man with Yin-Yang head, which was the fourth place in the last major competition.

now.

The "evil circle" where Hu Yiba, Huang Yuan, Yang Fan and others are located makes many disciples afraid and dare not get close.

Wang Lingyun is a member of this circle.

Seeing Wang Lingyun with a compliment and wandering around the evil circle, Chen Yu knew that he had no good idea.

As expected.

Several people in this evil circle glanced at Chen Yu with bad looks.

Chen Yu didn't care, held his number card and watched the fight on the competition stage casually.

With his current level, he needs at least twenty battles in front of the outer gate to have a bit of a look.

After more than a dozen battles.

A handsome young man with long hair climbed onto the competition stage, making some female disciples' eyes shine.

"It's the Lei Feng!"

"The striking figures of this competition!"

Lefeng's handsome face and gentle temperament attract many attentions.

Especially some female disciples.

"This Lefeng is really the 'perfect prince' in the outer door."

"Hehe, yes, he is handsome, approachable, and has a strong cultivation level. I heard that he is still the young master of a big family."

In the eyes of a group of female disciples, Lefeng is perfect and unscrupulous.

On the competition stage.

Le Feng's opponent is a black-faced boy in the late stage of Tongmai, and his strength can rank in the top 20.

This battle is a bit interesting.

"start."

The law enforcement officer waved his hand and the battle began.

"I want to see the strength of you, an outer genius."

The black-faced boy was not convinced.

In the late stage of Tongmai, why is the other party a stolen figure in the outer sect and favored by so many female disciples?

Breaking the Wave Sword!

The black-faced boy waved his big sword in his hand, and his amazing inner breath surged on the blade, creating layers of sword waves and strong winds, which was powerful.

Swish!

But in front of him, the afterimage flashed, and the strong wind blew completely out of the sky.

The black-faced boy cried out in secretly.

The next moment.

Le Feng's figure moved to his side, and then several more whirls, and the afterimage flashed.

Puff!

The black-faced boy stabbed several times in a row, and all of them were lost, his face becoming more and more ugly.

After the real confrontation, he realized how much the opponent's body movement was suppressed by himself.

Hoop!

In the elegant steps of Lefeng, a palm suddenly appeared in front of him, and a wonderful inner breathing palm power surged in.

clang!

The black-faced boy barely held it with a knife, but his body staggered. The other party's wonderful palm power removed the power of his sword.

“Down.”

Le Feng suddenly smiled and cut in with his other hand.

There was a "clang".

The black-faced boy's hands numb and the big knife in his hand fell to the ground.

"well!"

"It's so clever to seize the blade with empty hands!"

A burst of cheers came from the audience. Some female disciples even screamed.

Lefeng's move is so beautiful!

Even the three major figures of the sect in the middle pavilion were watching him.

"This seedling still has some potential."

The leader of Yunyue said with a smile.

The white-haired old man and Mr. Xia also nodded slightly.

This is the first time since the war started that there have been people who have been recognized by three big names.

"you……"

The black-faced boy was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

"Thank you! Senior brother, although your inner breathing sword technique is fierce, you have some shortcomings in the use of inner breathing."

Le Feng smiled and clasped his fists.

He picked up the big knife on the ground and handed it to the black-faced boy.

"Thank you for your advice, I was convinced."

The black-faced boy was flattered.

He is happy and does not arrogant, approachable, and has been unanimously recognized by the predecessors of the sects present.

"Tsk! Hypocrisy..."

A harsh voice came from the "Evil Circle".

The owner of this voice is Huang Yuan.

He was very disgusted with Lefeng, especially when he lost to Lefeng some time ago.

But soon, he was drowned out by the "slaughter" of a group of women.

"This Lefeng is a big enemy. I heard that this person is best at using swords, and he didn't even have a sword just now."

Hu Yiba said in a deep voice.

In this competition, Hu Yiba’s goal is at least the top three.

Then, Le Feng will be his big rival!

The outer gate competition, A and B, are in competitions.

"Duan Xiaolong is on the field."

The A-level competition platform set off a wave of craze.

I saw a handsome man stepping onto the competition stage.

"Duan Xiaolong!"

Chen Yu looked at this outer legend, and he was well aware of it.

Duan Xiaolong is in his twenties, but his face is a bit vicissitudes, his eyes are deep, and he has a bit of a mature manly look.

His appearance attracted the respectful eyes of many disciples.

"Senior Brother Duan, I should have given up. But it is also an honor to be able to fight with you."

Opposite, a teenager with a mid-term menstrual period was nervous.

Iron plow fist!

After saying that, the boy used his lifelong skills and punched out with a punch, with a thunderous sound of heavy rain and thunder.

Um?

Chen Yu discovered that the young man was using the "Iron Plow Fist" he was familiar with, and the heat was approaching Dacheng.

The power of this blow is naturally great.

Chen Yu subconsciously put himself into the boy.

Iron plow fist!
To be continued...