When Deng Yifei defeated Chen Qingning, many outside disciples cheered.
They like to watch the weak win the strong. That's how they enjoy it. Some of them even fantasize that if it's themselves standing on the stage!
"Continue!"
"Continue!"
"Continue!"
There was no need for anyone to mobilize the atmosphere. Almost all the outside disciples shouted in unison.
Some of them admired Deng Yifei and felt that they had witnessed the emergence of a tianyunmen genius.
I hate Deng Yifei, envy Deng Yifei, and hate Deng Yifei's smelly face. I also hope to see him continue to challenge, because only by continuing to challenge, can he be defeated.
They hope that Dang Ming can teach Deng Yifei a good lesson, because they can't.
"Do you want to continue?" Vice sect head Zhang asked expectantly.
As a qualified Deputy sect leader, he hopes that tianyunmen will emerge in large numbers and continue to expand tianyunmen. He hopes to see tianyunmen become the "Deputy sect leader of the West Qin state, I'm ready to compete at any time!" Dang Ming said confidently.
"OK, go to the challenge arena!"
On the challenge arena, the two stood still again.
The arena gradually quieted down, and all the disciples of the outer gate looked at the two top martial brothers of the outer gate on the arena.
This is the last battle of this year's outside sect big match, and it will be the most wonderful battle!
In previous years, there was also the first place in the 16-year-old group, challenging the first place in the 17-year-old and 18-year-old groups. However, the strength gap between the two sides was slightly large, and it was really just the kind of competition in which the elder guided the younger generation.
Dang Ming looked at Deng Yifei, who was energetic and cold-blooded in front of him, and said that he was not jealous. It was false.
At the age of 16, he had only the late strength of zhenyuanjing, and was eliminated from the top 30. At the age of 17, he had the peak strength of zhenyuanjing, but he still stopped at the top 11.
However, in order to show his belly in front of the Deputy sect leader, he still pulled out his long knife and reminded him, "younger martial brother Deng, this moon sinking knife in my hand is a top-level spiritual weapon, which can easily cut off all ordinary weapons. Killing people never touches blood. You should be careful!"
Deng Yifei heard Dang Ming's words and raised his eyebrows. He pulled out the Red Blood Sword and said, "the sword in my hand, named red blood, was bought in a dilapidated blacksmith's shop in the process of training. After seeing it, but since the spirit of the sword is so special, it may be able to turn into a Taoist instrument in thousands of years!
Of course, he just thought about it. Zhongpin Lingjian was not in the eyes of his deputy sect leader.
"Let's start!" Seeing that a group of people under the challenge arena are discussing Deng Yifei and the spirit sword in Deng Yifei's hand, Dang Ming doesn't want to drag on any longer!
"Good!"
The two men made moves at the same time and rushed to each other.
In Deng Yifei's hand, the Red Blood Sword glowed with dazzling white light.
Many disciples under the stage cheered again.
Deng Yifei's aurora mood is too dazzling!
Many unprepared outside disciples felt that for a moment, their eyes were about to be dazzled!
However, more than half of the people have been prepared. After all, when Deng Yifei and Chen Qingning competed just now, they were shaken once!
"Brother Deng's artistic conception looks so strong!"
"Why do I think it's too dazzling?"
"I like to pull the wind like this!"
After the move, both sides have a simple judgment on each other's strength.
Dang Ming is indeed better than Chen Qingning, and even better than Li Wenxuan. What he understands is the artistic conception of earth. Deng Yifei can see it from the strength of the other party and the yellowing body of the moon sinking sword.
Deng Yifei didn't fight with the innate martial artist very much, but the inner disciples who go to Yunhai peak every month to teach will still tell them about the colors and characteristics of some common artistic conception.
However, what Dang Ming realized was only the artistic conception of earth in the entry-level realm.
Dang Ming looked at Deng Yifei and his face became solemn.
He seemed to understand why Chen Qingning didn't give full play to his strength when competing with Deng Yifei just now. It seemed that he was draining water!