Ling tripod

The group stage is over, and the fifty top disciples in each group will become inner peak disciples, and these fifty people will be trained by Feilong Peak.

Then comes the highlight of this inner peak competition, which is to compete for the top ten places in the peak, because only those who reach the top ten in the peak are eligible to participate in the sect competition with the geniuses of the other eight main peaks.

According to previous practice, only those who ranked first in the group stage and reached the sixth level of Qi training are eligible to participate in the final top ten competition in the peak.

On the central stage is still the thin old man, his voice is deep and powerful: "The top fifty people in this group stage, nineteen of whom have reached the sixth level of Qi training, are eligible to compete with the core disciples for the top ten places in the peak!"

There are fifty inner peak disciples and twenty core disciples in Feilong Peak. These twenty core disciples are the real darlings of Feilong Peak and enjoy the most generous resources of Feilong Peak.

And these twenty people do not need to participate in the preliminary round, and can directly compete with the disciples who have qualified from the group for the top ten.

After hearing the elder's words, the whole scene was immediately excited. Although most of the disciples were not eligible for this competition, this exciting competition also attracted everyone's attention.

"In addition, because Chu Yan has a talent for recovery and outstanding performance in this group match, the peak master specially gave Chu Yan a place to compete for the top ten."

The words of the thin elder once again pushed Chu Yan to the forefront.

Once again, everyone turned their eyes to Chu Yan.

"I originally planned to show more of my cultivation, but now it seems unnecessary."

Chu Yan's expression was calm, just a faint smile.

A total of forty people began to draw lots to decide their opponents.

In order to ensure that disciples with similar strengths do not meet each other, each core must fight against a group player.

The first round is divided into twenty arenas. After this round, twenty people will be eliminated, and the remaining twenty people will be the new core disciples, and continue to strive for the top ten.

"Ring No. 3, Chu Yan vs. Li Shikuan! The competition begins~"

The referee gave an order, kicking off the prelude to this competition.

"Master, Li Shikuan is in the middle stage of Qi training. He has no problem dealing with this kid. Don't worry."

"In fact, I am not worried too much. If this kid can really move forward and finally arrange you as his opponent, he will definitely lose."

Qi Tianlie is still very confident in Qi Diao Mu. He ranks seventh among the top ten talented disciples of Yuhua Sect. His strength has reached the peak of the tenth level of Qi training. No matter how powerful Chu Yan is, he can't be Qi Diao Mu's opponent.

Hua Mengqi looked at Chu Yan on the stage, and her mind was still the moment when he kissed her domineeringly just now. She felt a little lost.

Chu Yan looked at Li Shikuan calmly. In the past three months, Wu Renxing and others have provoked Chu Yan many times. Li Shikuan is one of them. He has the cultivation of the middle stage of the sixth level of Qi training and ranks thirteenth among the core disciples.

"Mr. Chu, I didn't expect that my opponent would be you~haha"

Li Shikuan showed a playful look on his face and sneered.

"You don't deserve it~"

Chu Yan said lightly.

"I am not worthy of being your opponent? Haha, calling you Young Master Chu, do you really think you are a young master? Don't think that you can walk around with your tail up just because you have recovered your talent. I will kill you today~"

"You talk too much~"

Chu Yan took off the iron stick on his shoulder, and his momentum was revealed.

Li Shikuan stopped talking and muttered the sword formula in his mouth. A flying sword with a yellowish-brown light flew out of his storage bag and then hit Chu Yan at a high speed.

Chu Yan was not panicked at all. He blocked the big iron stick in front of him, but Li Shikuan, as a core disciple, was not good at controlling the magic weapon. He saw him wave his finger, and the yellowish-brown flying sword did not collide with Chu Yan, but turned back quickly and stabbed Chu Yan at a tricky angle again.

Chu Yan waved the iron stick to block, but the flying sword was extremely fast and very agile. Although Chu Yan blocked the attack of the flying sword, he did not cause any damage to it.

"There are more powerful ones~"

Li Shikuan said calmly, his ten fingers moved extremely, and he recited the sword formula more quickly.

The khaki flying sword made a sword sound, and its speed suddenly increased greatly. It kept flying around Chu Yan and stabbed Chu Yan from time to time.

Chu Yan was not to be outdone, and he quickly rotated the iron stick in his hand, leaving a series of stick shadows in the air.

At this time, Li Shikuan continued to pinch the formula with one hand, and a wisp of khaki spiritual power appeared on the other hand, and then he pressed his hand suddenly on the ground.

Earth-level six-pattern magic: earth thorn magic

Chu Yan suddenly felt a chill coming from under him, and he jumped up high.

"Puff~"

Three earth thorns suddenly stretched out from where Chu Yan was. If Chu Yan was a step slower, he would probably be pierced.

"How is it possible?"

Li Shikuan was shocked. Chu Yan was clearly exhausted from dealing with his flying sword attack just now. He had absolutely no reason to react when he suddenly attacked with magic.

Chu Yan waved the iron rod with one arm, whispering about the flying sword attack. At the same time, a ray of light blue spiritual power appeared on his left hand. The next moment, Chu Yan clenched his palm fiercely, and when he opened it again, the ray of light blue spiritual power turned into three light blue light circles.

Chu Yan swung his left hand fiercely, and three light blue light circles attacked the flying sword in the sky.

Low-level three-pattern spell: Prison Water Ring

Li Shikuan didn't notice Chu Yan's spell before, which was blocked by the stick shadow. He didn't expect Chu Yan to be distracted at such a time.

Li Shikuan was caught off guard and three light blue circles of light were directly set on the flying sword that was shining with khaki light. The flying sword was set in the air and kept shaking, unable to move.

"Boy, do you think your three-lined garbage spell can trap my flying sword?"

Li Shikuan's eyes flashed with disdain, and his hands waved at high speed. The flying sword in the sky vibrated violently, and the light blue ring of light was about to break.

"You are naive~"

Chu Yan said lightly, holding the giant iron stick with both hands and slashing vertically at the flying sword in the air.

"Not good~"

Li Shikuan was shocked. At this time, he finally understood Chu Yan's thoughts, but it was too late. Chu Yan was too fast and he had no time to rescue him.

"Bang~"

A huge metal collision sound was heard, and the iron rod hit the flying sword heavily, and the flying sword slammed down vertically.

"Puff~"

At the same time, Li Shikuan spurted out a mouthful of blood. The magic weapon affected his mind, and his mind was also seriously injured at this time, and he could not feel the connection with the flying sword at all.

Chu Yan picked up the flying sword that was already dim and full of cracks from the ground and walked towards Li Shikuan step by step.

Li Shikuan endured the severe pain and quickly condensed his spiritual power, but~

Chu Yan's figure flashed and appeared in front of him, bent his knees and slammed into Li Shikuan's lower abdomen, and Li Shikuan immediately became a "bow" shape and fell to the ground.

Chu Yan stepped on Li Shikuan's face with one foot.

"I~ admit~"

Li Shikuan felt deeply afraid at this time and wanted to admit defeat.

"Crack~"

"Ah~"

Chu Yan suddenly increased the force of his foot, and Li Shikuan's jawbone was broken. He could no longer speak, and could only howl in pain.

No one admitted defeat, and no one fell off the ring, so the referee naturally could not announce the end.

Chu Yan squatted down, patted Li Shikuan's pale face, and whispered in his ear: "I will humiliate those who humiliate me a hundred times!"

As he said this, the flying sword in Chu Yan's right hand suddenly stabbed vertically down.

"Puff~"

"Ah~Ah~"

The flying sword pierced through Li Shikuan's thigh and nailed it to the ground, blood splattered everywhere~

Chu Yan stood up and said to the referee calmly: "Read the result!"

"Chu~Chu Yan wins~"

The ring was suddenly very quiet with only Li Shikuan's extremely painful howl~

Chu Yan turned around and looked at Qi Tianlie and Qi Diao Mu on the stands, with a cold smile on his face. At this moment, Chu Yan's appearance was imprinted in everyone's heart!

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