Feng Ping didn’t hear what everyone in the audience was talking about. He was completely shocked now. Among the inner disciples, there were people who could not lose to him in Qinggong.
“One hundred thousand fire!”
Feng Ping pointed out that there were finger awns in the void, the finger awns split the air, and the sound of chi chi continued.
puff puff puff puff…
Ye Chen’s figure was pierced and scattered all at once, and it turned out to be an afterimage.
“Your Qinggong is nothing more than that.” Ye Chen’s voice came from behind Feng Ping.
Feng Ping was so angry that his body was like a whirlwind, spinning violently. Countless fingers shot in all directions, and some of the fingers pierced the stone pillars on the edge of the platform.
Ye Chen’s eyes are sharp, his figure flashes, and he shuttles between countless fingers. These fingers are not fired at the same time. There are always front and back, fast and slow. , Ye Chen entered the space without a break, saw the needle inserted in the seam, and swayed abruptly five steps in front of Feng Ping.
“How is it possible, I can’t hit him like this.”
Including Xiao Ye and Zhou Ruo, all the inner disciples in the audience were stunned and their mouths opened slightly.
Those with discernment know that speed alone cannot avoid all the finger marks. After all, the gap between each finger is very small and can be ignored. Moreover, these finger marks are not arranged. In order, there is no way to find the law, to pass through it, eyesight, mental strength, physical strength, speed, reaction and overall situation must reach the upper level.
At the elders’ table, the first elder said with a smile: “This son is not bad, there are not many people who can surpass Feng Ping in Qinggong.”
The second elder nodded, “Feng Ping’s movement should not be underestimated, but after all, he is not as good as the old man, and his skill level is also inferior.”
“Haha, it is a blessing for my Floating Cloud Sect to have three potential disciples in a row!” The third elder couldn’t help laughing.
On the stage, Ye Chen threw a punch, which smashed Feng Ping into the air.
“Ye Chen wins!”
The lottery deacon was stunned for a while, then shouted loudly.
Ye Chen wasn’t too proud, his body slipped, and he landed next to Wu Zongming in an instant.
Wu Zongming saw his blood boil just now, and said excitedly: “It’s great, even Senior Brother Feng Ping’s Qinggong is not as good as yours.”
“He hasn’t been able to comprehend the true meaning of the wind, it’s just the speed of the wind.” The wind has no shape or form. If Feng Ping could comprehend it, Ye Chen would naturally not be able to match him in Qinggong.
Feng Ping stepped down in despair and lost to others in Qinggong, which was a big blow to him. After all, he was full of confidence before and thought he could easily solve Ye Chen.
The tenth round is over.
The deacon draws lots to report the score.
“In the seventh group, the first place, Ye Chen, got 20 points; the second place, Feng Ping, got 18 points, the third place…”
The top three teams in the group stage qualify for the final, and Feng Ping was not eliminated.
Soon, other groups also made the top three.
Wu Zongming lost too many games and lost his qualification for the finals. Zhang Haoran only lost one game and ranked second. As for Li Yun and Tie Feng, they both advanced to the top of the group.
No matter how exciting the game is, we still have to eat. It’s noon now.
The elder stood up and announced that the finals would be held in the afternoon.
The cafeteria of the inner disciples of the Floating Cloud Sect.
“It’s unbelievable that there are three strong men among the inner disciples this year, one Li Yun, one Tie Feng, and one Ye Chen.”
“Li Yun’s swordsmanship is so powerful that I still haven’t figured out how he defeated Senior Brother Dong Haohua.”
“Tiefeng is not bad either, he solved Senior Brother Seinfeld with three legs, and he is as stable as a mountain.”
“You guys say, apart from his excellent Qinggong, what about other aspects of Ye Chen?”
“It is estimated that he is very powerful! But if you want to defeat him, you must be the top six of the top ten disciples of the inner sect.”
“Well, no matter how powerful Qinggong is, if the attack power is not good, it is impossible to defeat Senior Brother Li Kuang and others.”
“Yeah! Except for Feng Ping, Dong Haohua and Song Fei, the other seven have not shown their full strength, not even 70% of their strength. It is very difficult to win against them, and they must not be too much in every aspect. Poor.”
“Don’t say it. Besides, I’m going to be so excited that I can’t eat. I really want to see the final soon. At that time, the top ten disciples of the inner sect will definitely go all out, and the peak duel of the inner sect disciples will be!”
In the afternoon.
The Budo Plaza was boiling again, several times more lively than in the morning.
On the central platform, the Great Elder raised his voice: “The final is divided into a knockout round and a ranking round. Twenty people will be eliminated in the knockout round, and only ten will remain. The ranking round determines the ranking of the top ten disciples of the inner sect. …”
Below, Ye Chen listened clearly. There are ten rounds of the knockout rounds, which are divided into three platforms. However, each platform has no fixed personnel. possible.
After ten rounds, the top ten scorers will become the top ten disciples of this session.
After becoming the top ten disciples of the inner sect, there is a ranking competition. The ranking competition is the most complicated and requires many games, so let’s not mention it for the time being.
“Now, the finals officially begin.” The Great Elder said with his true qi.
Boom!
The audience was roaring, everyone was supporting their favorite inner disciple.
“The first platform~IndoMTL.com~Seinfeld vs Jiang Hao!”
“The second platform, Li Yun vs Wu Yuan!”
“The third platform, Meng Chong vs Feng Ping!”
There is no suspense between the first platform and the second platform, and the third platform is somewhat interesting. After all, this is the duel between the top ten disciples of the inner door in the last session, which immediately caused a tsunami of applause. .
Six people came to the stage one after another.
Not surprisingly, Seinfeld and Li Yun easily defeated their opponents and scored two points.
And the battle for the third platform has not yet begun.
Feng Ping looked at Meng Chong extremely solemnly. As one of the top ten disciples of the inner sect, there were two people he least wanted to meet, one was Ghost Sword Li Kuang, and the other was Blood Shadow Sword Meng Chong.
Ghost Sword Li Kuang’s swordsmanship is unpredictable, unpredictable, and weak in strength. He has almost no way to threaten him, and Mengchong is even more terrifying. His advantages are overwhelming, and his qualities are top-notch. Meeting him is almost impossible to hope.
It’s just that Feng Ping still wants to take a knife from Meng Chong’s hand. No matter what, he is also one of the top ten disciples of the inner sect.
Meng Chong grinned and said, “Feng Ping, are you thinking about how to walk past my hand?”
“Abandon this plan! Your strength is too far from mine.”
Pushing towards Feng Ping step by step, Meng Chong put his right hand on the handle of the knife.
Flash!
Feng Ping’s scalp was numb, he hurriedly swept aside, and his body disappeared instantly.
“There is no escape!”
Few people saw how Meng Chong made the knife, only the blood-red light of the knife disappeared in a flash.
The next moment, Feng Ping’s figure was revealed, and the clothes on his chest were torn by a long, narrow knife mark, extending all the way to his waist.
Haha!
After laughing a few times, Meng Chong turned around and walked off the stage.