"This person is the martial arts sect of the Qingxian Wang family, called Qian Li, you can keep your usual level. Lin Wu was particularly concerned about the students' competition, and personally accompanied Zhan Changfeng to the ring, "He has a lot of strength, and it is best to break it quickly." ”

"I see. ”

A middle-aged man in the ring was already waiting, "I'm making money." ”

"Yi Zhan. ”

Qian Li was not polite when he came up, his legs were half squatting, his hands were on his knees, his left foot was stamped, his shoulders and backs were bulging, his upper body was three or four times larger, and his knotted muscles burst open his clothes. He gasped for breath and his eyes were like brass bells, like an angry bull.

"Drink!" he stomped his right foot, and the whole ring trembled!

The pale yellow light spread from his fists to his shoulders and arms, and his true qi agitated.

"He's practicing Juli Fist. ”

"I'm afraid that he has already cultivated to the innate level, God, his cultivation!"

"Congenital Xiaocheng, it's actually Congenital Xiaocheng, this time he's going to be on top!"

Qian Li touched his fists and roared towards Zhan Changfeng, the fourth ring began to shake because of his running, and Zhan Changfeng clearly felt that every time he stomped his feet, there was a special air flow on the ground that rotated, affecting her speed.

Qian Li's eyes gradually turned red, "Eat me, meteor rainstorm!"

The furious fist smashed into Zhan Changfeng like raindrops, and there seemed to be invisible deep pits in the air, and Zhan Changfeng was dodging and dodging, as if it was everywhere, making Qian Li taste the anger of the speeder, and he couldn't completely contain her with his own strength.

Qian Li's moves became more and more forceful, and Zhan Changfeng shifted thousands of catties in four or two, and did not confront him head-on.

"I'm angry!" Qian Li's heart was so ruthless that he actually burned his blood!

Burning essence blood is a move to consume life force, and besides, the vitality of those who are low cultivators is already weak, so if it is burned, I am afraid that it will damage the foundation.

"This Qian Li is desperate!"

"I didn't expect her to force him to such an extent!"

Qian Li's momentum climbed, and the bare muscles were crisscrossed, "Roar!"

His fist wrapped in true anger slammed into the afterimage that swept by, did he smash it right?

He hit it right!

Qian Li rose in an instant, but saw her unfazed eyes.

"Brush!" The figure flashed, his fist missed, and Qian Li's sense of crisis rose sharply, but it was too late, the tip of the sword pressed against his throat, and under the slight sting, blood mixed with sweat spread.

Qian Li's pupils shrank, and the man stood where his fist fell, "Impossible, impossible, I should have hit you!"

Zhan Changfeng looked at the referee, and the referee announced, "In this round, No. 157 wins!"

After getting out of the ring, Lin Wu praised, "I didn't expect your speed to be so fast, you actually used your speed to dissolve his fist technique and defeat the enemy with one sword." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Lin, for your previous reminder. After Zhan Changfeng replied, he quietly walked into an empty pavilion for people to rest, and looked through his body.

Congenital she has already killed a lot, although the innate of Zangyunjian is higher than Shenzhou's in terms of means, but it is not much of an obstacle, this win is expected, but I didn't expect that there was still a mistake.

She found a trace of toxin hidden in the corner of her body, her eyes were slightly closed, if she didn't know how to see through, I'm afraid she wouldn't have found it, and this trace of toxin entered her body during the battle with Qian Li.

It hides quietly like a dormant bug.

Zhan Changfeng wrapped it with true qi for the time being, planning to find a way to detoxify it later. She looked at Qian Li with a deep look, this person seemed to be dissatisfied with the loss of his place in the Separate House, and was irritable, pushing several people until the referee forcibly took him away.

Only forty-one of the eliminators succeeded in ascending to the throne this time, but they didn't have time to rejoice, and the afternoon was a scuffle between the sorting candidates.

At noon, Zhan Changfeng went to look for a circle of Qian Li, but this person disappeared like he had disappeared. Things don't seem quite right.

Zhan Changfeng suppressed his doubts, and when he returned to the martial arts arena, all the people who passed the first level of the assessment of Qingbaishan Social Studies were already there, and there were only about a dozen people counting her.

"Come here," Lin Wu greeted, and then said to the students, "I repeat, this time the six hundred and seventy candidates for the branch will eliminate five hundred and seventy people, and then they will be divided into two rings for a melee, each with more than fifty, if you are divided into one ring, try to take care of each other, and carry through the melee, do you know?!"

"Yes. ”

"Understood. ”

Lin Wu deliberately glanced at Zhan Changfeng, some of this was said to her, after all, she had the highest cultivation among all the students.

Zhan Changfeng understood his intentions, but he didn't respond, "It's best to keep a distance from me, there are more than a hundred congenitals in six hundred and seventy, and the final stage of the melee must be a battle between congenitals, and it may not be safe around me." ”

"No," Cheng Zhigao was anxious, "Then according to what you mean, we can only be eliminated the day after tomorrow?"

"You can hold a group, and adjust the strategy with innate actions, that is, you should pay attention to three time points, the first time point, the melee has just begun, try to take the initiative to eliminate the weak people, the second time point, the innate begins to attack the congenital, at this time you want to occupy a corner of the ring, if possible, sneak attack the injured congenital, can eliminate one is one, the third time point, the day after tomorrow on the stage is basically eliminated, stick to one side, and jointly prepare to resist the attack from the congenital. ”

Everyone was skeptical and looked at Lin Wu.

Lin Wu pondered for a while, "Yi Zhan has a point, Leng Yi'an or Leng Yuzi will take the lead and strive for everyone to keep their places." ”

Leng Yi'an, who was named, said, "Then it's best to take one of the four corners as a defensive offensive point when you take the stage." ”

Zhan Changfeng affirmed Leng Yi'an's gaze, "Yes, if I have spare strength, I will support nearby." ”

All the students know that it is difficult to win a place in a group of congenitals by themselves, and after listening to the arrangement at this time, they feel that it is reliable and should be good.

The referee applied for the grade division ring, and as a result, nine of them were in ring number one and three were in ring number two.

Leng Yuzi looked at the two unlucky ghosts who were with her, "No, it's just the three of us in the ring?"

"This time it's over. ”

Leng Yi'an also pinched the sweat for her sister, "You try your best to join forces with other social scientists to keep up with the rhythm of the melee." ”

"The scuffle begins, all candidates please come to the stage!"

As soon as the referee's voice fell, 670 people rushed to the ring at the same time, obviously trying to seize the opportunity.

The moment you jump into the ring, the collision of weapons, the pressure of fists and flesh is like a big net that nets all the candidates who are trying to survive, and the battle has begun!

The students of Qingbai Mountain Social Studies looked at the east corner, and moved there while fighting. The fists and feet were dazzling, Lin Wu was looking anxiously below, there were at least three or four gangs of regiments in the east, and there were two innates!

Lin Wu blinked, it's not good, that black-robed congenital shot at Leng Yi'an!

Leng Yi'an's eyes trembled, and the blood axe that was about to slash his Heavenly Spirit Gai was framed even closer.

This black-robed innate gaze was slightly cold, stabbed, and the blood axe scraped the sword body towards Zhan Changfeng, "Nosy!"