Invincible Leveling King

Such a scene kept happening in ten arenas.

Whenever the wooden sign number is drawn, a special person will record it, so that there will be no mistakes, and at the same time, another empty wooden box will be removed.

Following the results of the first round of draws, the Top 100 Disciples Competition officially began.

Who can be shortlisted in the top 100, who can be shortlisted in the top ten outside disciples, and who can be shortlisted in inner disciples, all from this moment.

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Ring No. 7.

The first round is No. 754 of the Seventh Heaven of the Martial Arts, against No. 782 of the Sixth Heaven of the Martial Arts.

The gap between a realm and the final result, everyone knows, unless you have a special hole card, otherwise you will lose without a doubt.

Bad draw!

Of course, some people will ask why there is no distinction between the junior and intermediate advanced arenas, and the corresponding rankings are determined. It seems a fairly easy problem, but once it is implemented, it will be very difficult, which involves many problems.

In the end, Disciple No. 754 defeated 782 with only five moves and successfully obtained the qualification for promotion.

The fighting style is brisk, quick, and taking the initiative... For the disciples under the ring, the effect is undoubtedly huge. The same moves can be used like this, can be defended like this, and open up a new path.

The accumulation of martial arts on the road is precisely because of this, which makes many disciples secretly memorize them in their hearts, and have a little more understanding of the use of moves.

Don't underestimate the use of a trick, it can play a big role inadvertently. Usually, one trick is fresh and eaten all over the world.

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High-level and low-level, the battle is simple, in the major arenas, the signature list is drawn, and it continues non-stop.

Lin Fei was not idle, and kept observing. The three arenas on No. 6, 7, and 8, and the three closest arenas, kept the battles in mind.

After three months of training, Lin Fei knew how to accumulate and digest all kinds of battles.

Learning is boundless and hard work, if you don't advance, you will retreat.

There are countless outer disciples who are doing the same thing as Lin Fei.

Study, study again.

A day passed in a flash.

Early the next morning, when a ray of morning sun rose, the top 100 disciples competition began again in Shenwumen Square.

"Round 78, No. 714 vs. No. 725!"

"Round 79, No. 680 vs. No. 845!"

"Round 80, No. 768 vs. No. 814!"

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A battle is not as long as one stick of incense or even longer, as the outside world says, on the contrary, the winner is decided in a very short period of time, rather than an endless game.

Experts make a move, and the victory and defeat are in one breath. One move and one flaw can often determine the outcome of a duel.

"Round 102, No. 707 vs. No. 736!"

The deacon referee picked up the wooden sign again and read out the number expressionlessly, as if he had a deep hatred with the wooden sign.

After the reading came down, some people in the crowd rose up into the air with graceful postures, and landed directly on the ring. The master of the Seventh Heaven of Martial Arts, Li Feipeng, was a little famous among the outer disciples.

Hearing his number being reported, Lin Fei took a deep breath, knowing that it was his turn, he was not so arrogant, and walked up step by step.

When Lin Fei stepped into the ring, many outside disciples began to exclaim, apparently recognizing Lin Fei as a famous person who had beaten Zhang Wanshan's younger brother before, and later fought with Jun Wuhui, known as the "little gentleman". Above, everyone wants to see if Lin Fei is as powerful as rumored.

Under the ring, only one person was worried.

"Damn, how did Xiao Fei meet this guy Li Feipeng? This guy is very skilled in his body and can often use up his profound energy. It's hard to deal with, and he is also known as the "Little Fei Peng"!" The master was anxious.

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Lin Fei stepped onto the ring.

Li Feipeng was excited and excited. He never thought that he would meet Lin Fei, who was rumored to be very powerful.

He didn't care about it at all, but he heard that three months ago, Lin Fei's strength was only the fourth level of martial arts. How powerful can he be in three months? It's some people who are making a fool of themselves.

"It's really good luck. After defeating Lin Fei, Lao Tzu's reputation will be even louder. A mere low-level disciple, who stayed in the audience dishonestly, ran up to shame, wasn't it because he was beaten by Lao Tzu, haha, it's too fulfilling. already."

When Lin Fei stood still, Li Feipeng laughed, his eyes unbridled, "Junior Brother Lin Fei, do you want to admit defeat now, or let Senior Brother send you down?" The next few words were emphasized, and what they meant was clear.

Li Feipeng's remarks attracted a lot of attention, and his face was even more proud. It seemed that this was what he wanted, and he liked the attention of others.

Lin Fei's reputation is not small, attracting many people's attention.

Everyone wanted to see what Lin Fei was really good at, who made the rumors from outside the door and inside, as if he had become a genius disciple, and everyone was waiting to see Lin Fei's jokes.

Li Feipeng's shot is undoubtedly the most suitable. The strength of the seventh-level martial arts is neither high nor low, which is just right.

Lin Fei touched his nose, "Junior brother doesn't like being driven out, but he has a hobby. Do you want to know?"

From beginning to end, Li Feipeng didn't even put on guard, thinking that Lin Fei Jinyu was defeated and vulnerable, and if he made a move, he would be able to knock Lin Fei out of the ring without a few moves.

"Senior brother is in a good mood today, I really want to hear it, what hobbies does junior brother have? Is it possible that he likes to kneel down and beg for mercy?" Li Feipeng laughed, "If junior brother really does this, senior brother is reluctant to accept it, and I will give you a decent loss. Law, not to be embarrassed!"

Lin Fei shook his head with a hilarious smile, "Junior brother likes to treat all kinds of dissatisfaction the most, especially a cheap-mouthed person like senior brother!"

In an instant, everyone laughed and couldn't close their mouths. This Lin Fei must be too funny. Don't you think about the occasion? How dare you say such a thing.

Li Feipeng's smiling face suddenly stiffened, his face was very unsightly, he lowered his face and sneered, "Okay, okay, you have something, Senior Brother originally wanted to teach you a lesson, now it seems that you can get out of here. already."

"Really? It should be you who rolled down?"

Everyone was surprised to find that Lin Fei on the ring was moving, and the speed was not ordinary. He couldn't see the shadow so quickly. Some people even rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were wrong.

Just as Li Feipeng raised his hand, his profound energy began to flow, and he was about to perform a boxing technique. Suddenly, a cracking sound came from his ears. The warrior's reaction was a sideways movement. How can the opponent break through the defense line, sneer in his heart, can this attack also be done? Make a note of "Shenlong's tail" to make you look good.

But this was not over, and the disdain sounded again in his ears.

"Your reaction is as stupid as a pig, I really don't know how to cultivate!"

With a sarcastic voice, Li Feipeng almost vomited blood in anger, is this speed still slow? This is so bullying.

Just thinking about that, a huge force suddenly came, and Li Feipeng's whole face was full of astonishment. The huge force came, and he felt that facing the violent waves, he became a canoe, and his whole body flew out subconsciously. , it is too late for any resistance measures.

In the eyes of everyone, Li Feipeng fell out of the ring like a broken kite, and his expression changed instantly.