Supreme Martial Artist

Wen Shiqin glanced at everyone, and said: "In the transposition competition, there are no rules of death because it wants to show the true strength of the individual. Each will win the final victory by its ability, and life and death will be safe!"

She had a solemn tone, pondered for a while, and continued: "We'd better progress step by step at each level. Don't take the risk of challenging a higher-level opponent. Observe and act before you can guarantee your undefeated!"

"Senior sister, don't worry, we will pay attention!" Xinyue said seriously.

Qin Fei smiled and said, "Don’t worry too much. With your strength, you won’t have a problem with the sixth-class disciples. As for the latter, you can stop, or you can observe and observe who is the weakest among the fifth-class disciples. , If you are sure, you can go up and challenge it! Also, it is best to leave your challenges behind me, so that I may be able to ensure that you are on the throne of fifth-class disciples!"

"Really? That's OK, let's wait for you to get it done before we challenge it!" Xinyue said with joy.

Everyone decides to look at Qin Fei's challenge first, and then take your time. With Qin Fei's protection, it is really possible to challenge fifth-class disciples to succeed.

When he came to the square, Qin Fei observed. Because there are so many people participating in the transposition match, it was divided into two areas. There are fifty challenge stands in the left area, which allows one hundred people to challenge at the same time. In front of, there is a tall stone platform on which is a notary sitting in the transposition competition. The winner is determined on the spot. The winner immediately receives the corresponding identity token, and the loser does the same.

There is a registration office in the right area. There are hundreds of staff responsible for registration. Whoever wants to challenge someone can register directly at the staff office. Then when it’s their turn, there will be a notary on the stone platform on the left. The name is called, and the one who is called must be on the challenge stage. Under normal circumstances, both sides will be present, but there are exceptions. For example, a ninth-level disciple is so strong that he is afraid of the eighth-level disciple who is challenged by him, and he can voluntarily abstain from being on stage. As long as those who do not come to power within ten tones, they will be automatically demoted even if they abstain, and the challenged ninth-level disciple will directly become the eighth-level disciple.

Qin Fei and others just entered the square and came to the right area, causing a commotion. During this time, he has become a topical figure outside the door. He easily defeated more than 20 eighth-class disciples alone, although Tang Jiang and others wanted to conceal it. Live, but how can you hide it? It has been spread long ago.

People watched them walk in, one by one showed a complicated look. Many first-class handymen who were about to be promoted to disciple were very excited to see him, but for others who were already disciples, they were full of hostility because of his Existence must be the nightmare of a certain disciple. If he wants to challenge someone, his status will not be guaranteed!

"Boy, you finally showed up! You are very dragged during this time!" A burly young man stopped him with a group of people.

"Oh, this kid is a handyman! I really want to be promoted to a disciple!" A lean and monkey-like disciple said in surprise.

Qin Fei looked at the other group of people, and found that they were all eighth-class and ninth-class disciples. The young man at the head was an eighth-class disciple. He looked very tugged. Behind him, Qin Fei saw several eighth-class disciples who seemed familiar and careful. Once I thought about it, it seemed that it was one of the people who were taught outside the courtyard.

"Who are you?" Qin Fei said lightly.

"Listen well kid, this is our brother Aobie! The first of the eighth-class disciples! It's not the people you faced before. If you are acquainted, kowtow to Senior Brother Ao quickly, or you will be killed!" Tao, especially arrogant.

Qin Fei didn't even look at this jumping clown. He looked at Senior Brother Ao Tie and laughed: "Ao Tie? Why is this name so dull? Are you a turtle, a son?"

...

The surroundings were quiet, and even the sound of breathing seemed to stop. Everyone looked at Qin Fei in surprise, and then at the turtles, their eyes staring out.

Ao Tie himself is stupid. He has always felt that this name is very awkward. How many people admire him, saying that his name is good, he is king and overlord. No one has ever said that this name is like a turtle or a son.

This was the first time that the anger in his heart popped out of his forehead, his eyes widened, and his anger went wild: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

"Don't bark! The offspring of tortoises shouldn't bark. Could it be that you are the offspring of the intersect of dogs and tortoises?" Qin Fei said with a smile.

"Damn, I'm so angry! Now you are going to die!" The turtle roared like a beast, and the fierce one wanted to pounce on Qin Fei.

"Stop!" Qin Fei sneered without moving, and a stern voice suddenly came from behind him.

It was from the Law Enforcement Hall. No matter how awesome, Ao Biao did not dare to offend the Law Enforcement Hall face to face, he immediately stopped and could only stare at Qin Fei fiercely.

"What's the matter? If you want to fight, go to the challenge on the stage. During the transposition match, whoever fights privately, kills without mercy!" The leading law enforcement hall member said coldly and ruthlessly.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison, not dare to fool around.

As soon as the staff of the law enforcement hall left, the turtle said angrily: "Qin Fei, do you have a kind of challenge on the stage with me?"

Qin Fei smiled happily: "Why don't you dare? I won the ninth class disciple, and I will come to you!"

"Very well! Lao Tzu is going to cut you off in front of countless people! It will make you worse off than death! You shouldn't look for other people, there are ninth-class disciples, you can find one!" Ao Bie said. .

As soon as he said this, the little brothers who had been around him turned pale with fright, and couldn't stop yelling at him for idiots. Qin Fei was the master who even got down to the eighth-class disciples. Isn't the disciple playing as a clay figurine?

"No, they are too weak, I will only find one person!" Qin Fei strode to the staff and said loudly, "I challenge the ninth-class disciple Menghun!"

Mengshou, the first disciple of the ninth class.

The staff member looked at him with white eyes, and said blankly: "Mengshou has successfully challenged the eighth-class disciples to succeed, you can change yourself!"

"..." 　　 Qin Fei was depressed, the hunting action was so fast, he was already an eighth class disciple.

Well, let's change the goal!

"Tang Jiang? Forget it, this guy is too weak!"

Qin Fei was thinking of his opponent quickly.

"If you have no choice, you can only choose randomly!" the staff member said.

"Random? All right!" Qin Fei said helplessly.

"Wow..."

The staff casually took out a large wooden box from behind, held it in his hand and shook it vigorously. There was a crashing sound inside.

"Pick one!" The staff handed the box to him.

When Qin Fei heard the words, he stretched out his hand and found that there was a prohibition in it, and he could not see it with his spiritual sense. The anti-cheating work was done well.

He took out a wooden sign with the words written on it. The staff took a look and said blankly: "Mo Shuo!"

Qin Fei was stunned. This Mo Shuo knew that he was a newcomer to the Moon Tribe, and he became a fourth-class handyman with him at the beginning. This guy moved very fast, and he had challenged him to become a ninth-class disciple.

But this is a coincidence. Qin Fei wanted to choose a ninth-class disciple who was awesome, but he just chose Mo Shuo, who was just promoted. Unlucky Mo Shuo...

As long as you become a ninth class disciple, whether you are a newcomer or an old person, you have to accept the challenge of the following people. This is the rule, no one can be spared, and this is also to give many first-class handyman opportunities, and appropriately give everyone a fair competition. opportunity.

Xinyue and others were not in a hurry to report to the challenge object, and followed Qin Fei to the challenge area on the left.

There are still a lot of people in the front. After an hour has to be queued, Xinyue and the others carefully observe the disciples in battle, so that they can choose a challenge object later.

The challenge stage was very lively. Some people were happy and some were worried. Among them, a dark horse came to the fore and became the focus of the audience. There were also loud-speaking geniuses who were defeated by everyone's expectations.

"Qin Fei, you really came!"

A contemptuous voice sounded, and Qin Fei turned his head to see that Tang Jiang and Yiganjiu disciples were approaching with a triumphant appearance. The token of the eighth disciple was hung around his waist.

"Tang Jiang, it's not bad! He is already an eighth-class disciple!" Qin Fei smiled lightly.

Tang Jiang smiled triumphantly: "Of course! Today is different, you are dead today!"

"Oh? What do you mean?" Qin Fei said.

"The challenge stand is your graveyard! You just wait to die!" Tang Jiang didn't seem to want to say more, and immediately took people away after speaking.

Qin Fei frowned. Tang Jiang said that this sentence must not be groundless. There must be some backing, but this challenge object is all designated by him or determined by drawing lots. What conspiracy can the other party come up with?