The group stage is over, and the fifty first disciples in the group will become disciples of the inner peak, and these fifty people will be trained by Feilongfeng.

Then came the highlight of this small competition within the peak, which was to compete for the top ten places in the peak, because only those who reached the top ten in the peak were eligible to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition with the geniuses of the other eight main peaks.

According to the past practice, only the disciples who have won the first place in the group stage and have reached the sixth level of the Qi training period are eligible to participate in the final top ten competition in the peak.

On the central arena is still the emaciated old man, his voice is strong and powerful: "The first fifty people in this group match, nineteen of them have reached the sixth level of the Qi training period, and are qualified to compete with the core disciples for the top of the peak. Ten places!"

There are fifty inner peak disciples and twenty core disciples in Feilongfeng. These 20 core disciples are the real darlings of Feilongfeng, enjoying the most generous resources of Feilongfeng.

And these 20 people can directly compete with the disciples who have qualified for the top ten without participating in the preliminary round.

Hearing the elder\'s words, the whole scene immediately cheered up. Although most of the disciples missed the competition, this wonderful competition also attracted everyone\'s attention.

"In addition, because of Chu Yan\'s talent for recovery and his 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 skinny elder pushed Chu Yan to the forefront again.

Once again, everyone turned their attention to Chu Yan.

"I originally planned to show more of my own cultivation, but now it seems that I don\'t need it."

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

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

In order to ensure that disciples with similar strengths do not meet together, each core must play against a group appearing.

The first round is divided into 20 arenas. After this round, 20 people will be eliminated, and the remaining 20 people will be the new core disciples and will continue to strive for the top ten.

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

The referee gave an order and opened the prelude to the match.

"Master, Li Shikuan\'s strength is in the middle of the Qi training period. There is no problem with this kid, you can rest assured."

"Actually, the teacher didn\'t worry too much. If this kid can really move forward and finally arrange you as his opponent, he will definitely lose."

Qi Tianlie was still very confident in Qi Diaomu. The top ten talented disciples of the Ascension Sect ranked seventh, and his strength had reached the peak of the tenth-level Qi training period. No matter how powerful Chu Yan was, he could not be a match for Qi Diaomu.

Hua Mengqi looked at Chu Yan on the ring, and she was still a little disappointed in the moment when he kissed her domineeringly.

Chu Yan looked at Li Shikuan with a dull expression. In the past three months, Wu Renxing and several people have provoked Chu Yan many times. Li Shikuan is one of them. three.

"Young Master Chu, I didn\'t expect my opponent to be you~ Haha"

With a playful look on Li Shikuan\'s face, he sneered.

"You don\'t deserve it~"

Chu Yan said lightly.

"I\'m not worthy of being your opponent? Haha, when I call you Young Master Chu, do you really think of yourself as a young master? Don\'t think that you can walk with your tail pouted when you recover your talent. Young master is playing dead today~"

"You talk too much~"

Chu Yan took off the iron rod on his shoulders, and his aura was hidden.

Li Shikuan didn\'t speak any more, and chanted sword tactics in his mouth, and saw a flying sword with a khaki-yellow light flying out of his savings bag, and then it struck Chu Yan with extreme speed.

Chu Yan didn\'t panic, the big iron rod in his hand blocked in front of him, but Li Shikuan, as the core disciple, was not able to control the magic weapon in a normal way. Seeing that he waved with a single finger, the khaki flying sword was not as hard as Chu Yan\'s. Instead, he turned back quickly, and stabbed towards Chu Yan from a tricky angle again.

Chu Yan swung the iron rod to block, but the flying sword was extremely fast and very dexterous. Although Chu Yan blocked the attack of the flying sword, it did not cause any damage to it.

"There\'s more to it~"

Li Shikuan whispered softly, moved his fingers extremely, and recited the sword art more quickly.

I saw that the khaki flying sword let out a sword cry, and the speed suddenly increased greatly, constantly flying around Chu Yan, stabbing towards Chu Yan from time to time.

Chu Yan did not show weakness, and quickly turned the iron rod in his hand, leaving behind a line of stick shadows in the air.

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

Level Six Spells: Earth Thorn

Chu Yan suddenly felt a chill under him, jumped suddenly, and jumped high.

"Pfft~"

Seeing where Chu Yan was originally, three soil thorns suddenly stretched out, and if Chu Yan took one step further, he might have been pierced.

"how is this possible?"

Li Shikuan was shocked. Just now, Chu Yan was obviously tired of dealing with his flying sword attack, and he suddenly attacked with a spell attack. He had absolutely no reason to react.

Chu Yan waved the iron rod with one arm and whispered the attack of the flying sword. At the same time, a light blue spiritual power appeared on the left hand. The next moment, Chu Yan\'s palm slammed into it. The blue spiritual power turned into three light blue circles.

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

Low-level three-pattern spell: water ring

Li Shikuan didn\'t notice that Chu Yan\'s condensing spell was covered by the stick shadow before, and he never thought that Chu Yan could be distracted at such a time.

Li Shikuan was caught off guard, and the three light blue apertures were directly placed on the flying sword that was glowing with khaki light. The flying sword was trapped in the air and kept shaking, unable to move.

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

A trace of disdain flashed in Li Shikuan\'s eyes, his hands were swung rapidly, the flying sword in the sky vibrated violently, and the light blue halo was about to shatter.

"You are naive~"

Chu Yan said lightly, holding the giant iron rod in both hands and slashing straight down towards the flying sword in the air.

"Not good~"

Li Shikuan was shocked. At this time, he finally understood what Chu Yan was thinking, but it was too late. Chu Yan was too fast to rescue him.

"Bang~"

A huge sound of metal collision came out, and the iron rod slammed heavily on the flying sword, and the flying sword slammed down vertically.

"Pfft~"

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

Chu Yan picked up the already dull and cracked flying sword from the ground and walked towards Li Shikuan step by step.

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

I saw that Chu Yan\'s figure flashed in front of him, and he bent his knees and slammed into Li Shikuan\'s lower abdomen. Li Shikuan suddenly turned into a \'bow\' shape and fell to the ground.

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

"I~ admit~"

Li Shikuan felt a deep sense of fear at this time and wanted to admit defeat.

"Crack~"

"Aah~"

Chu Yan\'s feet suddenly increased his strength, and Li Shikuan\'s jawbone shattered, and he could no longer speak, only howling in pain.

No one conceded defeat, did not fall off the ring, the referee naturally could not announce the end.

Chu Yan squatted down, patted Li Shikuan\'s pale face, and said lightly in his ear: "Those who insult me, I will humiliate them a hundred times!"

As he said that, the flying sword held in Chu Yan\'s right hand suddenly stabbed straight down.

"Pfft~"

"Ow~Ah~"

The flying sword vertically penetrated Li Shikuan\'s thigh and nailed it to the ground, and blood splashed all over~

Chu Yan stood up and said to the referee lightly, "Read the results!"

"Chu~Chu Yansheng~"

There was a sudden silence around the ring, only Li Shikuan\'s extremely painful howl~

Chu Yan turned around and looked at the place where Qi Tianlie and Qi Diaomu stood above the stands. A cold smile appeared on his face. At this moment, Chu Yan\'s appearance was imprinted in everyone\'s heart!

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