Feng Ping did not hear the discussions below the stage, he was completely shocked. Among the inner disciples, there was actually someone who did not lose to him in terms of Qing Gong.
"It's urgent!"
Feng Ping pointed out with his finger, the air was filled with finger light, the finger light tore through the air, and the sound was endless.
Puff puff puff puff puff …
Ye Chen's body was instantly pierced through and scattered. It turned out that it was just an afterimage.
"Your Qing Gong is just so-so." Ye Chen's voice came from behind Feng Ping.
Feng Ping was furious, his body was like a tornado, spinning violently, countless finger light beams shot out in all directions, some of them even pierced through the stone pillars at the edge of the stage.
Ye Chen's eyes were sharp, his body flashed, shuttling through the countless finger light beams, they were not shot at the same time, there were always some in front and some behind, some fast and some slow, with his powerful body control and speed, Ye Chen was able to sneak in and out of Feng Ping's space, he managed to get within five steps of Feng Ping.
"How is this possible, how can we not hit him like this?"
Including Xiao Ye and Zhou Ruo, all the inner disciples below the stage were stunned, their mouths were slightly open.
Those with good eyesight knew that it was impossible to dodge all the finger light beams with just speed, after all, the difference between each finger light beam was very small, so small that it could be ignored. Plus, these finger light beams were not arranged in any order, there was no way to find a pattern, in order to pass through them, one's eyesight, heart power, stamina, speed, reflexes, and the ability to see the big picture all had to be at a high level.
On the elder seats, the head elder had a smile on his face: "This disciple is not bad, there are not many people who can beat Feng Ping in Qing Gong."
The second elder nodded: "Feng Ping's movement skill is not to be underestimated, but he is still not as experienced as his opponent, he is also not as skilled."
"Haha, there are three disciples with potential, it is our Sky Cloud Martial School's fortune!" The third elder could not help but laugh out loud.
On the stage, Ye Chen threw out a punch, blowing away Feng Ping without hesitation.
"Ye Chen wins!"
The deacon who drew the lots was startled, he shouted out loud.
Ye Chen was not too pleased with himself. His body slid and he instantly landed beside Wu Zongming.
Wu Zongming's blood was boiling as he watched, he said excitedly, "That's great, even Senior Brother Feng Ping's qinggong can't match up to yours."
"He is still unable to comprehend the true essence of the wind, he only has the speed of the wind." Wind was formless and formless, if Feng Ping could comprehend it, Ye Chen's Qing Gong would naturally not be able to catch up to him.
Feng Ping walked down the stage in a daze. Losing to someone else in Qinggong was a huge blow to him. After all, he was full of confidence earlier and thought that he could easily defeat Ye Chen.
The tenth round of the competition ended.
The Deacon who drew lots reported the score.
"Group 7, first place Ye Chen, 20 points; second place Feng Ping, 18 points; third place …"
The top three teams in the group stage would qualify for the finals. Feng Ping was not eliminated.
Soon, the top three of the other groups were also announced.
Wu Zongming lost too many matches and was disqualified from the finals. Zhang Haoran only lost one match and was ranked second. As for Li Yun and Tie Feng, they were both ranked first in their groups.
No matter how exciting the competition was, they still needed to eat. It was already noon.
The First Elder stood up and announced that the finals would begin in the afternoon.
In the Sky Cloud Martial School's inner disciples' cafeteria.
"I can't believe there are three powerful inner disciples this year, Li Yun, Tie Feng, and Ye Chen."
"Li Yun's sword art is too powerful, I still can't figure out how he defeated Senior Brother Dong Haohua."
"Tie Feng is not bad either, he defeated Senior Brother Song Fei with just three kicks, steady as a mountain."
"What do you guys think, other than his qinggong, what do you think about Ye Chen?"
"Maybe his qinggong is good! But to beat him, one must be in the top six of the top ten inner disciples. "
"Yeah, no matter how good his qinggong is, if he does not have enough attack power, he will not be able to defeat Senior Brother Li Kuang and the others."
"Yeah! Other than Feng Ping, Dong Haohua, and Song Fei, the other seven haven't revealed their full strength. They haven't even revealed seventy percent of their strength. It'll be very difficult to win against them. We can't be too weak in every aspect. "
"Don't say anymore, I will be so excited that I can't eat anymore. I really want to see the finals, at that time, the top ten inner disciples will definitely go all out, it will be the peak of the inner disciples!"
In the afternoon.
The Martial Arts Plaza was boiling again, it was several times more lively than in the morning.
On the central platform, the First Elder raised his voice and said: "The finals will be divided into the elimination round and the ranking round. The elimination round will eliminate twenty people, leaving only ten, and the ranking round will decide the ranking of this year's top ten inner disciples …"
Below, Ye Chen heard it clearly. The elimination round had a total of ten rounds, divided into three platforms, but each platform did not have a fixed number of people, in other words, whoever was drawn would go up, and it was possible to choose which platform to go up.
After the ten rounds, the top ten disciples would become this year's top ten inner disciples.
After becoming one of the top ten inner disciples, there was still the ranking round, which was the most complicated, it needed a lot of rounds, so let's not talk about it for now.
"Now, the finals officially begin." The First Elder gathered his Zhen Qi and raised his voice.
Boom!
The spectator stands were filled with cheers. Everyone was supporting the inner disciple they liked.
"The first platform, Song Fei against Jiang Hao!"
"The second platform, Li Yun against Wu Yuan!"
"The third platform, Meng Chong against Feng Ping!"
There was no suspense in the battles between the first and second platform, but the third platform was more interesting, after all, this was the battle between the top ten inner disciples, it immediately caused a tsunami of cheers.
Six people went up on the platform.
Unsurprisingly, Song Fei and Li Yun easily defeated their opponents, and got two points.
The battle on the third platform had not yet started.
Feng Ping looked at Meng Chong seriously. As one of the top ten inner disciples, there were two people he did not want to meet the most, one was the Ghost Sword Li Kuang, and the other was the Blood Shadow Blade Meng Chong.
The Ghost Sword Li Kuang's sword art was unpredictable, it was impossible to defend against, if one's strength was slightly weaker, there was almost no way they could pose a threat to him, but Meng Chong was even more terrifying, he had an overwhelming advantage in all aspects, it was almost impossible to meet him.
However, Feng Ping still wanted to walk past Meng Chong's blade, no matter what, he was still one of the top ten inner disciples, if he was defeated by someone with one blade, he would lose face.
Meng Chong grinned and said, "Feng Ping, are you thinking about how to walk past my blade?"
"Give up on that idea! Your strength is too far away from mine. "
Meng Chong walked towards Feng Ping step by step, his right hand was placed on the blade's hilt.
Dodge!
Feng Ping's scalp went numb, he quickly dashed to the side, his body instantly disappeared.
"You can't escape!"
Almost no one saw how Meng Chong used his blade, they only saw the blood red blade light flash past.
The next moment, Feng Ping's figure appeared, there was a long and narrow blade mark on his chest, extending all the way to his waist.
Haha!
After laughing a few times, Meng Chong turned around and walked down the platform.
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