Modern Cultivation Record

Under Long Qing's introduction, Ye Feng got a general understanding of the current situation of Penglai Island and the general situation of the major forces.

Although the Long Family is a top-notch existence in the aristocratic family, it is still inferior to the power of the same line.

Nowadays, on Penglai Island, there are many masters from all major forces and veins, especially some young masters.

This gathering is basically a stage for young masters. Although the older generations of old people will appear, there are only a few, not too many.

"Brother Ye, who are the people you brought here?"

After introducing the situation of each vein, Long Qing laughed and asked Ye Feng about the thousands of innate masters.

In his opinion, those innate masters seemed to appear suddenly. Basically they were all raw faces, and he had never seen a single one. They appeared in the same situation as Ye Feng, as if they appeared suddenly.

He had seen Ye Feng's strength, and it was extremely powerful, and it must have surpassed Dacheng. The Broken Void Master was comparable to the old monsters in the practice world today.

However, he was more interested in where they came from.

"This, you will naturally know in the future. Now is not the time." Ye Feng shook his head and smiled.

"Hahahaha! Since Brother Ye is unwilling to say, I won't force it."

Long Qing also shook his head and stopped discussing this issue.

"On the surface, this gathering is an exchange meeting, but in fact it is a selection meeting to select outstanding and strong people and lead the practitioners to a better future. Therefore, we will stay here for a while." Long Qing Said to Ye Feng.

"Oh? I don't know, how is this selection method?" Ye Feng asked curiously.

"Brother Ye Feng, please come with me."

Long Qing took Ye Feng to an open-air square in the center of Penglai.

There are 141 arenas in the square. The outermost are 100 arenas, the inside are 30 arenas, and the inside are ten arenas, and the center is the largest arena.

"The handwriting is quite big, so many arenas have been built." Ye Feng showed interest in his eyes.

"The rules are like this. Start with a hundred rings outside, win 20 matches and then enter the 30 rings inside. If you win another ten matches inside, you will enter the ten rings and win the ten rings. In five games, you can go to the ring at the center to decide the winner. In the end, one person will be decided and become the leader of our spiritual world in name."

"Of course, this ring competition has the purpose of training young people." Long Qing continued.

"This kind of attention is not bad, and it has solved most of the problems." Ye Feng smiled and gave a secret compliment in his heart.

"Originally, we wanted a more direct method, directly selected by the major forces. But now, as in the past, the matter is very important. Moreover, now the major forces are not convinced by anyone, and there are many people in the spiritual world. There are also many outstanding people. So after thinking about it, several of our major forces still feel that this method is the most fair, using the method of ring competition."

"Then when will this ring match officially start?"

"Three days later. After three days, whether we arrive in Penglai or not, all of us formally enter the selection process and compete in the arena."

"After three days... it's okay. Let them compete with the strong in the spiritual world and accumulate some experience."

Ye Feng thought in his heart.

...

Three days later.

Ye Feng refused Long Qing's suggestion to go together, and went to the central square alone.

Although Long Qing is the ancestor of the Long Family, he will also participate in the ring competition.

In the central square, when you look around, the auditorium circled one after another is full of black people's heads, and the noise is up to the sky, deafening.

And these people are all practicing, not ordinary people.

He randomly found a ring, and Ye Feng watched it from a distance.

Most of here are Huajin peak masters, and there are many innate masters. In the beginning, it was a duel between Huajin masters, but later, it was the natural masters.

Those at the pinnacle of transformation also know that they can't win such a competition, so their first focus is to accumulate combat experience as much as possible.

At this time, the two innate powerhouses were fighting fiercely on the stage, and the splendid qi fluctuations were vented from time to time, which dazzled the audience in the audience.

Such a large-scale battle of innate powerhouses is simply a rare encounter in a century. They can see that it is already their blessing.

"Li Yingjie wins, who else will play next?"

On the stage, an old man presiding over the ring competition said loudly to the crowd.

Li Yingjie is a swordsman. Although he is a newcomer, his combat power is comparable to that of the innate body. He has won nineteen consecutive victories, defeated five innate masters, only one game short of twenty consecutive victories, and entered the inner circle.

"This Li Yingjie is a casual cultivator. He cultivated himself and created an extremely powerful sword technique. It is extremely powerful."

"This Li Yingjie is very famous in casual repair, it seems that the second 20-game winning streak in this ring is none other than him."

"Damn, I don't believe it anymore. Li Yingjie is not much better, I will meet him."

A sturdy middle-aged man standing next to Ye Feng stood up, looking fierce, and flew to the competition stage.

"Report your name, I won't defeat the unknown."

Li Yingjie said coldly.

The stout middle-aged glanced at him, holding a heavy two-hundred-jin hammer in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "Huh! If you want to beat me, I have to ask if the hammer in my hand agrees. When you beat me, ask my name again."

This sturdy middle-aged man is also an innate-level casual cultivator. He is a newcomer to the innate and is very domineering and powerful with one hand.

"If that's the case, then try the power of my knife."

As soon as Li Yingjie finished speaking, he shot.

As soon as he shot his hand, in the air, he saw a light of a knife that was as fast as lightning. The light of the knife was like a phantom, rubbing the air, and instantly hit the hammer in the hands of the strong middle-aged.

This knife is incredibly fast.

Li Yingjie's sword spirit is very domineering, and the speed is fast, and the tremor that hits the hammer at once is abnormal.

"Although this man's sword technique is not as good as the previous ghosts, swords, ghosts and war swords, he is still a master. In the world of mist, the masters can rank in the middle."

Ye Feng could tell at a glance. Although Li Yingjie is not an authentic practitioner, he is definitely a genius. He is not very old and has created a powerful knife technique.

That stout middle-aged man is not his opponent.

On the stage, sparks were splattering, and the sturdy middle-aged man had no time to attack, so he was hit by a long knife, flew out of his hand, and was cut to pieces in the air.

In the blink of an eye, this innate master was defeated.

"Li Yingjie has won ten consecutive victories. Congratulations on the birth of another 20-game winning streak. Now congratulations on his stepping down. Tomorrow he will enter the inner circle and participate in the competition."

The arena lasted for a total of four days. On the first day, twenty winners were decided. There is no limit to the number, but there must be more than thousands.

The next day, the ten winners were decided, and the number was not limited.

On the third day, five winners were decided, and the number was not limited.

On the fourth day, the final battle was held on the most central arena.

In fact, because of the wheel battle, when the inner circle wins ten consecutive victories, the number of people will certainly not be too many.

A master may be able to win five or six games, but at this time he has consumed a lot, his true energy cannot keep up, and he will definitely not be able to exert his strength.

And as long as he fails, it is equal to failure and can no longer participate in the competition.

Therefore, I believe that by the next day, there will be battles. To truly achieve ten consecutive victories, there will not be too many standing in the ring.

And on the third day, because all the masters are masters, the five-win strong will definitely be very few.

At this time, another master took the stage and continued the ring competition.

"Okay, it's Wang Han who is on the court. This person is a master of Tianyun Mountain. Tianyun Mountain is also a big power in the world of cultivation, sending masters like clouds."

"Wang Han is now in his forties, very close to the realm of innate body, even compared with some innate body masters, not much better."

Ye Feng stood up. He had the heart to lead the spiritual world to fight against the abyss, so naturally he wanted to participate in this ring competition, so that they could see their own strength and avoid gossip later.

As soon as his figure moved, Ye Feng had already fallen on the vast arena.

"What a young man!"

Someone gave a compliment below.

At this time, someone noticed Ye Feng.

"Brother Ye Feng also played."

"It turned out to be Ye Donor!"

"It's Mr. Ye, I didn't expect him to come too."

Long Qing, the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, and the Four Great Heavenly Kings walked all the way, observing the young talents that appeared, and suddenly noticed the movement of Ye Feng, and cast their eyes on them.

"With Mr. Ye's strength, I am afraid to participate in this arena..." Monk Huixin smiled bitterly.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ye's age is not too young. It is understandable that Mr. Ye participates in such a competition. It's just that those who fight against him will be hit."

Long Qing and others knew Ye Feng's true strength. It can be said that with Ye Feng's strength, they knew that they would definitely be able to enter the most central arena.

Everyone shook their heads, really not knowing what to say.

"Let's go, UU read www.uukanshu.com to see what young talents there are." Long Qing said.

Over there, on the vast arena, Wang Han and Ye Feng stood opposite each other.

"Who are you, report your name. I don't beat the unknown."

When Wang Han saw Ye Feng coming on stage, he asked loudly.

"In Lower Leaf Maple."

Ye Feng's tone was calm, and he took out the Long Yuan True Dragon Sword. He wants to participate in this arena competition as a peerless swordsman.

"Okay, Ye Feng is right. Young man, you are very kind, but often it is not courage that can decide everything. I will send you down."

Wang Han was older than Ye Feng, and he was a genius. He appeared extremely confident. With a kick on his right foot, he flew out and rushed in front of Ye Feng. He decided to fight quickly and defeat Ye Feng with one move.

He was cultivating cold-nature zhenqi, and ice-cold zhenqi was immediately engulfed in his fist. With a punch, the air was about to be condensed.