All three rounds of the competition are over, and the top 30 places are determined respectively, without exception, the thirteen senior brothers and sisters have not met, and now the final draw will be held.

Thirty people walked to the cage together, and no one knew who their opponent was, so they all pulled one out of the cage.

"Eight, it's really auspicious!"

Ye Feng looked at the number in his hand and muttered to himself.

Fifteen rings lit up at the same time, and this time at the same time, fifteen people will win and enter the competition to determine the champion.

No one knew who each other's opponents were, and with a leap, Ye Feng landed in the No. 8 ring.

"I've seen Senior Brother Ye!"

At the moment when Ye Feng fell, a bitter laugh came.

Ye Feng was stunned, the opponent in this game was actually Lan Fan, the black and white hall was second only to Qi Ruomei, the two had a fight before, Lan Fan had a slight advantage, and at this time he met Ye Feng again, so he showed a wry smile.

"I've seen Senior Brother Lan!"

Ye Feng also hugged a punch, and the relationship between the two was not bad.

"I know that you are strong, even if I make a move, it is not your opponent, it is better for me to simply admit defeat, after all, you still have fourteen battles in the future, and you need a strong true qi, which can be regarded as a favor for you!"

Lan Fan actually took the initiative to admit defeat and gave Ye Feng a favor.

Entering the top fifteen, there will be fourteen battles, this will be a test of the purity of the true qi, as well as a competition of resources, no one wants to consume excess true qi, if Lan Fan takes the initiative to admit defeat, it can be regarded as saving Ye Feng a battle of true qi, which will be greatly beneficial to the later competition.

"Then I'll thank you!"

Ye Feng expressed his gratitude.

"I hope I will have the opportunity to discuss with Senior Brother Ye in the future!"

Lan Fan didn't stay too long, and after admitting defeat with the referee, the two left the ring together, Ye Feng was the first to win the game, and Shun lì entered the top fifteen.

Back on the high platform, Ye Feng looked downward, the fourteen rings were full of joy, Ye Feng swept them one by one, each one was wonderful.

Ding Buregret's fist is like the roar of the sea, every punch is powerful and heavy, so far I haven't seen him cast the Guangle Seal, this is his killer weapon, last time it was already infinite and close to the half-magic weapon, it is estimated that it is even more powerful at this time.

After a few rounds, Ding did not regret sweeping his opponent out of the ring with one punch, successfully advancing and entering the competition.

Ye Feng's eyes looked at the others again, and found that Yue Wuxian also easily defeated the opponent and advanced to the next level.

The judge's pen in Luo Yifeng's hand is like a flying dragon, pointing to the east and west, and the opponent has no power to fight back, and is swept out by the ghostly penmanship, and another one is promoted.

Only a very few people fought very hard, these cousins really lived up to their reputation, their strength was stronger than the other, as soon as the long sword of the ghost came out, his shadow was all over the field, and the opponent didn't know what was going on, and the clothes all over his body were in rags, and he took the initiative to admit defeat.

A sword strikes the ghost and sees the sorrow, the ups and downs of the ten thousand worlds are shocking, this is the stunt of Xu Qingfeng, as soon as the sword comes out, who competes with the opponent, the opponent is instantly defeated under the ghost sword.

Watching the crazy knife, holding a big knife that is a person high, he slashed in the air, scared the opponent into fear, and took the initiative to run down the ring, very wolf.

Danguan Leng Xue, holding a colorful silk belt, a rewind, wrapped the opponent, and threw it under the ring, fighting very softly.

Fang Hanzhuo of Wenxing Academy, Ye Wuwu of Wukui Academy, Wang Anguo of Luohan Hall, Qi Ruomei of Black and White Hall, and Jin Kui of Physical Observation all defeated their opponents with a strong attitude.

This time, Ye Feng finally determined that the academy had definitely arranged it, and the thirteen senior brothers of the hall were all promoted without exception, and they didn't meet each other, which was simply an incredible thing.

There is also a person who is very conspicuous, Hua Xiaosi of Tianxing Academy, this person is very eccentric, dressed like a clown, but his strength is incomparably ghostly, every move is very tricky, he does not play cards according to common sense at all, it is very difficult, and he also advances to the next level, and all fifteen places are finally born.

They are Ye Feng, Yue Wuxian, Ding Buregret, Xu Qingfeng, Qi Ruomei, Ghost Ming, Wang Anguo, Crazy Knife, Leng Xue, Hua Xiaosi, Fang Hanzhuo, Jin Kui, Luo Yifeng, Ye Wuwu, and He Zijing of Weiwutang.

There were two people in the top fifteen in the first Zhongtian and Tianxing Academy, and only the most powerful disciples were left in some of the other halls.

A strong fighting spirit emanates from the fifteen people, and the next fifteen of them will fight each other, and whoever wins more will get closer to the championship.

The ring is slowly moving, the fourteen rings are combined, and the spacing between each ring is slowly widening, freeing up all the previous rings.

"The final competition is about to begin, I won't talk about the rules, each of you will fight each other, so it doesn't matter who comes first and who comes last, take a break and the game begins!"

Mixed Yuan Zhenren glanced at the fifteen people, let them rest for a stick of incense, the game continued, it will be a cruel competition, after all, fourteen games in a row, whether the true qi can support to the end, no one can predict.

This is also fairer, everyone is fourteen games, there is no zài luck, the consumption of true qi is the same, it depends on who can support it to the end.

A stick of incense time passed in a flash, and Ye Feng took the initiative to admit defeat because of Lan Fan, and did not consume his true qi.

Everyone stood up together, and Ye Feng flew to the ring, waiting for his opponent.

The others followed, and in an instant, fourteen rings lit up at the same time, and all of them fell.

"Whoosh!"

A figure appeared in front of Ye Feng, standing ten steps away.

"Wu Kui Yuan Ye is worry-free!"

The opponent threw a punch.

"Xuan Yuan Ye Feng!"

Although they both know each other's names, before the fight, they still report each other's names, which is considered a etiquette before the competition.

"Please!"

A long sword appeared in Ye Wuwu's hand, and various patterns were carved on the scabbard, which was very good-looking, and as soon as the sword blade came out, the sharp sword qi came out from the sword blade.

As soon as the sword blade was pulled, the sword flowers appeared, Ye Wuwu's body leaned forward, the long sword turned into a straight line, and pierced Ye Feng's heart, the swordsmanship was fast and accurate, and there was no weak brother in the thirteen halls.

Wukui Academy ranked tenth in the last session, and the senior brother in the last session has been promoted to a core disciple, hoping that this time he can hit the top seven and go to the next level.

"Boom!"

Facing the long sword that flew over, Ye Feng smashed it with a punch, the long sword made a bang, and was deflected, Ye Feng didn't dare to be careless, this Ye Wuwu's strength was not inferior to the sword riding the wind.

Ye Wuwu was shocked, what he saw with his own eyes just now Ye Feng's physical body was comparable to a spiritual weapon, and now that he had personally contacted it, he was secretly frightened, he didn't understand how Ye Feng cultivated, and it was unbelievable that he could use his body as a weapon to cultivate.

With a flick of the sword, the long sword adjusted its angle again, attacking Ye Feng's upper, middle and lower three ways respectively, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the cut air creaked.

"Good swordsmanship!"

Ye Feng exclaimed, this Ye Wuwu's swordsmanship is not weaker than the sword riding the wind, but there is still a certain gap compared to the ghost and the ghost.

"This is my Seven Falling Flowers, a total of seven moves, you have to be careful!"

Ye Wuwu shouted, the sword momentum suddenly changed, like falling flowers and rain, and layers of sword waves appeared, like a tide, rushing towards Ye Feng endlessly.

"Then you can taste my Powder Bone Fist!"

When it came to the competition, Ye Feng didn't want to consume it for a long time, and he had to save his true qi, so he had to fight quickly in every game and defeat the opponent as quickly as possible.

"Divided!"

The fist was like a fierce tiger, letting out a roar, forming a rolling wave of qi, disintegrating all the sword qi that blew over, and began to crush the ground, making a roaring sound.

"Click!"

The bluestone on the ground cracked inch by inch, and the strength of his fist turned into a fierce tiger, and he rushed towards Ye Wuwu angrily.

Feeling the breath like a mountain, a trace of shock flashed on Ye Wuwu's face, and the long sword was entangled, changing from thorn to split, wanting to split Ye Feng's fist in the air.

"Whew!"

The sword qi cut into the fist wind, making a sneering sound, the fist strength was still unstoppable, Ye Wuwu's body was forced to retreat a few steps, his eyes were cold, and the long sword emitted a bright light, falling again.

"Falling flowers are intentional!"

This is the fourth form of the Seven Falling Flowers, and the sword qi covers the sun and the moon, as if an invisible sword array is falling towards Ye Feng.

Seeing that he couldn't defeat his opponent in a split way, Ye Feng was not surprised, and the second move followed.

"Five horses split into corpses!"

It was even more violent, instantly destroying those sword curtains around him, being ruthlessly crushed, and the fierce true qi was like a tiger and leopard, frantically impacting, forcing the sword qi back inch by inch.

"What a strong true qi!"

Ye Wuwu was shocked, the long sword in his hand flew again, shaped like a heavenly maiden scattering flowers, countless sword lights appeared, and an incomparable sword blade slashed down in the air, wanting to break through the fist with one move.

"Flowing water is merciless!"

This is the fifth type, wanting to crack Ye Feng's Powder Body Broken Bone Fist.

Got the baptism of the art of inscriptions, and awakened the spirit of martial arts, the body shattered bone fist beyond the scope of ordinary martial arts, every punch can affect the power of heaven and earth, it seems that the invisible laws around can be pulled in, and slowly move with the fist.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a series of explosions in the air, and the fist strength was swept by the sword qi, making a thudming sound, still in an invincible momentum, slamming hard, destroying a qiē.

"Boom!"

The blade fell, making a terrifying roar, the fist strength was broken, Ye Feng's eyes were angry, and the third punch appeared quickly, this Ye Wuwu's swordsmanship was really unusual, breaking Ye Feng's two punches in a row.

"Tempest!"

Ye Feng's body burst out and took the initiative to attack, the true qi in the dantian was like a tide, as if it had broken the dam of the embankment, pouring out, and the angry flood began to roar, condensing into a mountain and river-like momentum, which was enough to destroy the building in front of it, including the sword momentum.

A layer of dark clouds blew over, as if infected by Ye Feng's momentum, integrated into the fist strength, this is the combination of heaven and earth, Ye Feng borrowed the power of heaven and earth, and fused the invisible law with the fist method, this is the martial arts spirit, which opens the spiritual wisdom and can resonate with heaven and earth.

Stop!

The wind was raging in the ring, like an apocalyptic scene, countless hurricanes formed small tornadoes, layers of dark clouds were absorbed by the fist, and the fierce true qi finally broke out, like a torrential dragon, with ruthless power, slammed into the past.