It was a coincidence that the first match of the three groups was Wu Zongming. His opponent was the same as him, and he was also in the middle stage of Condensing Realm.
“Yanhuang Fist!”
On the stage, Wu Zongming shouted, his body rose from the ground, and he punched his opponent.
Bang!
The fiery sparks splashed everywhere, and the inner disciple took a few steps back.
One move prevailed, Wu Zongming gained the upper hand, and the top human-level martial arts Yan Huangquan was used to the limit. Dozens of flame fists were like peacocks opening their screens, and the opponents had no power to fight back. Narrowly won the opener.
After stepping off the stage, Wu Zongming said easily: “Not bad, the first opponent is not very strong.”
“It’s only the first round, don’t reveal too much strength.” Ye Chen reminded the other party.
“I know this, don’t worry.”
A game can be finished by about one-fifth of a column of incense, and it is rare that the two sides have the same strength, and it is difficult to distinguish the winner.
Some group matches ended quickly, and the first round and the second match began.
“The seventh group, the eighth against the twenty-eighth.”
Wu Zongming said, “Ye Chen, it’s your turn.”
“Yes.”
Ye Chen nodded and jumped onto the seven platforms.
“I am lucky to be at the peak of the middle stage of the Condensation Realm.” Ye Chen’s opponent was a young man with flat eyebrows, holding a large ring knife in his hand.
Ye Chen was speechless. The other party was also at the peak cultivation level in the middle stage of Condensation Realm, but he didn’t know where his luck was.
“Fail!”
The boy with flat eyebrows dashed forward, the hard stones under his feet cracked open, and then the large ring knife on both hands drew a thick arc and slashed directly at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen shook his head and waved his right hand at will. His entire arm was so fast that there was no shadow, and he easily knocked the opponent’s big ring saber into the air, but the opponent thought the knife was in his hand and wanted to slash.
Phew!
The two were five steps apart. The flat-brow young man without a knife waved and said aggrievedly, “Where’s my knife?”
Ye Chen pointed to the left.
The young man with flat eyebrows looked at him and saw that his big ring knife was inserted into the edge of the platform, shaking unceasingly.
With no face left on it, the young man with flat eyebrows pulled out the big ring saber and jumped off the platform with a blushing face. He hated Ye Chen so much in his heart that he was so humiliated.
No surprise, Ye Chen won a game and accumulated two points.
In the second round, the third round, and the fifth round, Ye Chen easily defeated his opponent without much effort, and his points reached ten.
Wu Zongming lost a game in the fourth round and accumulated eight points.
Over there, Zhang Haoran was in the tenth group. Some time ago, he was promoted to the middle stage of Condensation Realm, and he also won five games in a row, accumulating ten points.
Huang Bingwen, who had played against Ye Chen at the beginning, seemed to have improved. He only lost one out of five matches. Like Wu Zongming, he accumulated eight points.
After the five rounds of competition, the Great Elder announced a half-hour break, so that everyone could try to recover their infuriating energy and physical strength.
In the VIP seat on the east side, Ye Tianhao smiled and said to Shen Yuqing: “Chen’er is not bad, she actually won five games in a row, and it looks very easy.”
Shen Yuqing was also very happy and said, “We are worried for nothing. In the past six months, Chen’er’s progress has not been ordinary, and there is hope to enter the top 100.”
“Indeed, let’s wait and see!”
The half-hour break is over and the game resumes.
Unlike the first five rounds, there will be seed players in the last five rounds. If you don’t encounter it, you are lucky. If you encounter it, you have to bite the bullet.
Wu Zongming’s luck was really bad this time. Although he didn’t meet a seed player, he met an inner disciple who had cultivated in the late stage of the Condensation Realm. After insisting on more than ten moves, he was defeated.
Zhang Haoran continued his winning streak, accumulating twelve points.
Huang Bingwen loses a game and still has eight points.
In the seventh game of the sixth round, it was Ye Chen’s turn again.
“Hey, boy, this is the end of your winning streak.” The person who spoke was a slanted-eyed young man, about seventeen or eighteen years old. He was older than many inner disciples. The accumulation of time has led to his rich combat experience. , generally can be ranked around one hundred.
Swoosh!
This time Ye Chen took the initiative to attack, and He Ying stepped out, and the whole person disappeared from the opponent’s sight. When he saw Ye Chen again, his chest suddenly hurt, and the hard fist hit him away. He rose from the ground and flew out of the platform.
He fell heavily to the ground, the slanted-eyed youth was full of disbelief, how could it be possible to defeat me with one move, how strong is he?
“Feng Ping, this junior brother is not simple! It seems that he has hidden his strength.” Zhou Ruo glanced at Ye Chen and said lightly to Feng Ping.
Feng Ping shook his head and smiled, “Compared to other inner disciples, his strength is indeed a lot higher, but against me I only have a crushing defeat.”
Xiao Ye grinned and said, “Although he is not your opponent, there is still hope to enter the top three in the group.”
After another game, it was the ninth game.
“Zero versus twenty-four!”
“It’s your turn.” Xiao Ye crossed his arms and said.
Phew!
A light wind swept through, and Feng Ping’s afterimage was blown away. When he looked again, he was already on the stage.
“What a quick magic trick, when did he arrive on stage?”
“As expected of Senior Brother Feng Ping ‘Flying in the Wind’, his body is almost the same as the wind, invisible and invisible.”
The nearby inner disciples looked at each other in dismay~IndoMTL.com~ Ye Chen frowned slightly. Although Feng Ping’s speed was unbelievably fast, what was really scary was the artistic conception that blended into the wind. The improvement in quality creates an incomprehensible illusion, of course, excluding him.
“Senior Brother Feng, my name is Gao Liang, please give me more advice.” The square-faced boy knew how big the gap in strength between the two sides was, and said in a respectful tone.
Feng Ping nodded, “Come on! I’ll act in a measured way.”
Hearing this, the square-faced youth looked solemn, pulled out the sword from the scabbard, slashed in the air, and stabbed Feng Ping sharply.
Chi Chi Chi Chi!
The sword trembled slightly on the way, and transformed into four sword shadows.
Seeing that the tip of the sword was about to stab Feng Ping, the square-faced boy’s face flashed with joy.
At this moment, Feng Ping moved, leaning back, keeping the same distance from the tip of the sword, and drifting back.
“How is that possible? My stabbing sword speed is not as fast as his movement technique.” After chasing after more than ten steps, the square-faced boy could never stab the opponent, and his expression changed greatly.
Not interested in playing with the opponent, Feng Ping flicked his fingers on the sword.
Chong!
With a flick, the square-faced boy could barely hold the sword in his hand, the sword light that had just condensed was instantly shattered, and the plan to injure people in the air failed.
Immediately afterwards, he was hit in the chest, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.
“Senior brother Feng is too powerful. The dialect has been winning streak until now, but he has been easily defeated. How strong are the top ten disciples of the inner sect?”
“It’s very strong, Senior Brother Feng didn’t really move at all.”
“It seems that basically no one in our group can beat Senior Brother Feng, and Ye Chen on No. 28 is definitely not the opponent of Senior Brother Feng.”