Breaking the Day

On this last day, the ring was filled with disciples as never before. Many people who came late had to resort to various means to watch the battle at a high place. They either temporarily set up the platform or hovered in the air. For a time, the entire ring was surrounded by a trapezoidal funnel. Place.

"Why are there so many people?" Zhao Xiaobao swallowed dumbfounded.

There were a lot of disciples who came to see Li Chengfeng fighting the Fa, but the first three games were the most, because many people joined in the fun, and more people secretly regarded him as an opponent.

However, the more you hit the back, the fewer the number of people who come to watch the game. The weaker disciples are reluctant to watch because they are afraid of being hit, which will affect their confidence against Li Chengfeng; the stronger ones don’t bother to watch it again, because Li Riding the wind to fight back and forth only a few times, the disciples who are not strong enough behind can obviously not force him to play new tricks, so instead of looking again, it is better to look at the fighting methods of other potential opponents.

But even so, the number of people in the first three games is far less than this one.

The reason is very simple... After all, Senior Brother is the oldest of their younger generation of disciples. Moreover, he has independently supported the Zangjian Pavilion for decades. Although things are getting worse, the other Santian Pavilion disciples know it well: Although Senior Brother Be conservative and prudent, but without him, Zangjian Pavilion might have disappeared from the world more than ten years ago.

It was this man of medium build who was not astonishing in appearance and had renewed his life for the dying Tibetan sword pavilion to the present, but today, he himself is about to be unable to enter the second round of the assessment.

This news greatly shocked all the young disciples of the Lingshan School!

"Big... brother won't be so wasteful, right?" Zuo Fei was wearing the monk's uniform of the Tibetan Jin Pavilion, hiding in the crowd, looking at the arena with complicated eyes, he whispered to Sun Yongcai next to him.

Sun Yongcai looked at the big brother with a hatred of iron and steel, and whispered in a low voice: "This **** is really a shame to our hidden sword pavilion..."

Zuo Fei's face turned pale, and he whispered to Sun Yongcai: "Senior Brother Sun... silence!"

Only then did Sun Yongcai realize that he had said something wrong. He snorted and said, "He is really getting more and more confused. He can't think he can't win even five games!"

Both Sun Yongcai and Zuo Fei advanced to the second round. Although the score was not so good, they had just five wins and ten losses, and they passed the border, but... they finally entered the second round of elimination.

They all know that the master's cultivation is definitely above them, but why... can't it win even five games?

No one has paid attention to the fighting technique of the big brother, but they were shocked to discover this incredible result when it was the last one.

So, they all came to the side of the ring to see what was going on.

"It's actually very simple..." Zhan Qisheng was also staring in the crowd at the arbitration that was repeating the rules and regulations with the senior brother and his opponent. He whispered to Huangfusong, "Senior Brother Qianshanxue told me that this time I must hide All hopes in Jiange are completely wiped out!"

Huangfusong reacted with a slight movement in his heart: "So, did you sniper the big brother?"

Zhan Qisheng nodded and said, "But we didn't expect...Big Brother really... it would be so miserable. We arranged ten good players to enter his area, and he actually didn't win a match!"

Huangfusong stared at Li Chengfeng in the distance, and his voice revealed hatred: "Then what about Li Chengfeng? Don't you know that you are targeting him?"

Zhan Qisheng sighed slightly, and then said calmly: "Of course there is a target, but...you saw it as a result. Can't stop it!"

Huangfusong gritted his teeth and grinned, and said, "It's okay, waiting for the second round, I will just take revenge!"

Zhan Qisheng glanced at him slightly, and said nothing.

The big brother was standing in the field at this time, his face as usual, as if facing the first assessment battle, looking calmly at the opponent in front of him.

Standing in front of him was a disciple of Zangjin Pavilion named Liu Xuanqing.

The big brother clearly remembers this tall and thin disciple's youthful appearance when he first entered the third level, but now... even he has grown up, standing in front of him, with a new born calf not afraid of tigers. Confronted...

At this moment, the elder brother even had an illusion: he seemed to see himself when he first started, and he himself was the little uncle he admired most!

At that time, the little uncle who had been supporting the hidden sword pavilion alone for a long time saw him, was it the current state of mind?

Although he had never called tired, but... he could always see a trace of tiredness deep into his bones in his eyes.

At that time, I didn't understand it, but when he picked up this heavy burden, he gradually realized the taste of this kind of weight.

It's really... very tired!

This kind of fatigue is like a terrible spell, gnawing his internal organs, causing him to feel a sense of powerlessness. In his opinion: What can he do if he wins...?

Even if it enters the second round and gets the resources, what then?

What about the most critical Tiange battle?

The Tiange battle is the battle that determines the life and death of the hidden sword pavilion. Can these people in the hidden sword pavilion win?

Can win more than two thousand disciples, four to five hundred people into the second round of the Qing Pavilion? Or can you win the Cangjin Pavilion with a 70% win rate? Or can they win the extremely powerful Cangxiu Pavilion?

The personal assessment rating is based on the individual's strength, but the Tiange fight is the overall strength, and the current Tibetan sword pavilion... there is no chance of winning.

Li Chengfeng dragged the entire Tibetan sword pavilion into this cruel assessment battle with his passion. This is self-defeating!

Perhaps it was because I felt the low fighting spirit of the big brother, Ouyang Nan who was next to him suddenly yelled: "Big brother, come on!! Don't shame us in the hidden sword pavilion!!!"

After shouting this sentence, the court instantly became quiet, and then laughed again: "So there is still a face in the hidden sword pavilion?"

"Two kittens, dare to speak out!"

"The hidden sword pavilion is dead! Don't shout!"

"Hey, you still have to shout, how can you call the soul if you don't shout!"

"Hahahaha, yes, yes!"

Liu Xuanqing who was present also smiled and said, "Big brother, or... you give up and forget it! It's not going to happen for a while to break the friendship."

Before the big brother had time to speak, the arbitrator next to him said with a straight face: "You must not admit defeat before the battle has begun! Those who deliberately surrender will be severely punished!"

Liu Xuanqing laughed and said, "Master, is it necessary to do this? Look at so many people here! It's a shame to beat the big brother out in a while! What's the big deal of giving up? Isn't he a habit of losing? ?"

There was a burst of laughter on the sidelines, and Li Chengfeng and others' faces turned red, and they could not wait to go up to replace the big brother and slap Liu Xuanqing in pain!

"Too arrogant! Too arrogant!!"

The tempered Ouyang Nan jumped like thunder and pointed at Liu Xuanqing and roared: "You bastard, you wait for Lao Tzu, and you have the ability to fight Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu can't kill you!!"

Liu Xuanqing glanced at him and said with disdain: "Brother Ouyang, you should think about yourself! You have not entered the second round yet! Are the people in the hidden sword pavilion just good at talking?"

This sentence also completely angered Li Chengfeng. He took a deep breath and stared at Liu Xuanqing deeply, remembering this person in secret.

But after all, this is not Li Chengfeng playing on the field. He has the ability to reach the sky at this time, and he can only watch it from the side.

Li Chengfeng couldn't help but said loudly: "Big brother! You can lose face by yourself, but you can't lose the face of Tibetan sword pavilion!!"

The big brother was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, then he looked at Liu Xuanqing, his eyes fixed, and said: "Well, you want to fight, then fight!"