Galaxy Shattering Blade

"The first round, the challenge of freedom."

With the order of the evil wind master, the four major guardians appeared.

In front of each dharma protector, there are four disciples of Xiefengtang, or district one or district two, which is not necessarily the case, but the strength is all beyond the fourth order of the Qiyun period without exception. Holding his head high, sixteen Xiefengtang disciples were proud, they were selected—

Waiting for a disciple.

Lin Feng stood among the disciples in the four districts, his face calm.

The rules of the new wind war, he just learned from Li Ge's mouth. At the beginning, the 16 strongest disciples were first selected by the four major law protectors. Without challenging, they advanced directly to the second round. Then select the relatively weaker disciples, ranked 17th to 32nd, to be challenged candidates.

As long as no one challenges, they can directly advance.

"100 seconds, start to choose!" Sect Master Xiefeng said indifferently, and said in a deep voice.

Suddenly--

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! In the course of the figure, dragons jumped out of the disciples, most of them were the disciples of the first and second districts. The new wind war is the battle between the disciples of the first and second districts. Disciple who wants to win the Qiyun period...too difficult.

However, there are also several disciples from the three districts who are blushing.

Suddenly, more than a hundred disciples emerged, and Lin Feng's eyes swept. Compared with the number of disciples in the first and second districts, more than one hundred were just nine cows. There are many disciples who believe that they have no hope and have not participated in the war; more of them are not in accordance with their age. After all, the requirement of the new wind war is not to exceed 30 years old.

What is interesting is that the more than one hundred disciples are basically crowded in front of the seven or eight waiting disciples and arranged in sequence.

"It seems that these candidates are the weakest." Lin Feng easily judged.

The weaker the strength. The more people challenged, seeing the faces of the seven or eight disciples at this time, Tie Qing's complexion, obviously suppressed his anger. The free challenge rules are simple, and the last challenge system, for example, one of the candidates has five challengers in front of him. The first challenger is the fifth challenger to the fourth, the winner to the third, and the winner to the second, until the only challenger is determined.

Finally, challenge the candidates.

In other words, the disciples participating in the free challenge. The later you come, the more battles you need to go through. There is no rest in the new wind war, that is to say, one after another, no gap competition, the difficulty is quite large. The more wars, the less cost-effective.

Lin Feng is not in a hurry.

Although the eyes of all the people in the four districts were all cast, the old monk still settled in, and he didn't move at all, causing a sneering voice in the three districts.

"Look, I will say, how can he have the courage to participate in the new wind war."

"Aren't you embarrassing others, which of the 16 waiting disciples is not the fourth order of the Qiyun period, let a preparatory disciple die?"

"What's the matter. Being a warrior doesn't even have the courage to challenge, oh, it's despising."

...

The voices of the warriors in the three districts. Make no secret.

All the disciples in the four districts were red-faced, but they were unable to fight back, and they could not fight back. They were only disciples. Their strength and status were very different from those of formal disciples. As time passed, a pair of eyes looked at Lin Feng. From the original expectation and longing, it became disappointed and unwilling.

But Lin Feng remained unmoved.

Because he doesn't care about others' eyes at all.

"There are thirteen waiting disciples...someone has challenged." Lin Feng looked at the front. In front of these disciples, there are even more than a dozen challengers. There are only one or two less, and the number of people participating in the challenge is close to two hundred.

Some disciples are thoughtful or have confidence in their own strength, and they disdain to seize the position.

"Fourteen." Lin Feng watched another young man wandering out of the crowd in a district. The proud look, with the look of gaze, directly approached one of the last three remaining disciples. As he walked out, the second district also stepped out of a war armor youth, and walked towards the fifteenth person.

The number of challengers is constantly increasing.

The time limit of 100 seconds is constantly decreasing.

"Last ten seconds!" The loud voice of the evil wind master sounded. At this time, all those who were preparing to participate in the battle of the new wind disciples had already appeared. Of the sixteen waiting disciples, the only stern young man in a cyan armor with his hands on his back was not challenged.

"Look, nobody has challenged Lu Jie."

"Sixteen waiting disciples, fifteen Qiyun period fourth order, even if he is Qiyun period fifth order, who will find him!"

"If he is a disciple of the four law-enforcers, he will definitely advance directly, which would require an extra round of free challenge."

They are also disciples, different from others.

The patriarch's disciples have a higher status than the disciples, and the disciples' disciples have a higher status than the disciples.

"Lu Jie..." Lin Feng's eyes were slightly bright, and a slight arc was drawn across the corner of his mouth.

He is his first challenge to his opponent.

…

"Seven."

"six."

"Fives."

...

The loud wind of the evil wind master sounded.

At the moment, the scene was quiet, the basic dust was settled, but suddenly-a loud noise came from the four districts. A figure walked out of the crowd, and the disciples in the four districts shouted like waves, excited.

Everyone in the three districts disdain and disdain.

The disciples in District 1 and District 2 were all curious and looked at the preparatory disciple who moved the 4th district, including the four major guardians. The Lord of the Five Lobby and the Sect Master of Evil Wind also looked, but their eyes were slightly surprised, especially Evil Wind The suzerain was even more startled.

"Why can't he sense his breath?" Sect Master Xiefeng frowned slightly.

The last time I saw Lin Feng, he could clearly feel the strength and rank of the preparatory disciple, but now... it was like detecting a vortex, a deep black hole. Bewildered, the Sect Master of the Evil Wind never thought of himself, Lin Feng now-

It is already a perfect body.

"The newcomer is the newcomer, the brain disabled."

"Unprepared disciples, don't know the later the election, the more challenges will be carried out?"

"It's so sad~"

...

Everyone in the three districts laughed a lot~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Many of the disciples in the first and second districts also gave a lot of smiles, but this was the first time they saw the preparatory disciples participate in the new wind war. However, under the eyes of everyone, in the countdown of the evil wind master, no one expected...

Lin Feng actually walked towards the only open space.

The strong man in the second district, Lu Jie is ahead

what! ?

Everyone couldn't help but take a breath, including Lu Jie's eyes widened, but in an instant, he was very angry-

"Go away and prepare for disciples!" Lu Jie scolded.

In the eyes of everyone, he was challenged by a preparatory disciple, and he would become a laughing stock even if he won. However, at this moment, the hundred-second countdown was just over. Lin Feng looked calm and stood in front of Lu Jie, the scene was silent.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter erupted.

…(To be continued)