Chapter 135

"Challenge arena 130, ye Xiwen, Fang Su!"

Finally, the core disciple guarding the challenge arena read Ye Xiwen's name.

When ye Xiwen heard that he called his name, he immediately went up. Many disciples who didn't know ye Xiwen looked at Ye Xiwen. Although Ye Xiwen was only comparable to seed disciples, he was already the top among the more than 100000 registered disciples in the inner and outer schools. In fact, there were only two or three hundred, compared with more than 100000 people, But there are few.

Besides Ye Xiwen, Fang Su seems to be a little famous opponent.

"I didn't expect to see the battle between Ye Xiwen and Fang Su in the first game. Ye Xiwen has become famous recently, but Fang Su is also a famous expert in the realm of congenital small perfection!"

"Yes, I didn't expect to encounter this quasi seed level battle in the first game!"

"Yes, I thought these masters would be staggered!"

"Stagger, if stagger, it will be boring. If it's just stagger, how many people do you think will take part in the competition of seed disciples every year based on their strength? It's because it's full of uncertainty. Some lucky people can break into the top 100, such as Mo Han. Otherwise, those disciples who know they are not strong enough will not take part in the competition, What are you doing up there? Is it a joke to lose face? "

On the high platform, among the elders, many elders looked at Ye Xiwen, including Lin zhantian, who had just been promoted to a true disciple.

Looking at Ye Xiwen's eyes, he was very pleased. He didn't expect that ye Xiwen could challenge the seed disciples soon after joining the zongzong.

Ye Xiwen also felt that many eyes looked at him. Suddenly, he felt some drums in his heart. There was nothing else. He was afraid that they would find the Tianyuan mirror and ye Mo in their body.

Although the Yiyuan sect does not pay much attention to the distinction between good and evil, and there are many disciples who practice the devil's way and evil way, they have been improved, and many people use the spirit tools of the devil's way and evil way, but they are all good, because the viewpoint held by the Yiyuan sect is that these spirit tools and skills have no distinction between good and evil, only people have the distinction between good and evil.

However, it's not sure what their attitude towards Tianyuan mirror is. Although Ye Xiwen didn't pay attention to what ye Mo said that Tianyuan mirror is a very powerful magic tool, he was afraid of something.

"Ye Mo, are you sure there's no problem?" Ye Xiwen asked, those elders are masters of the true Tao. If they really want to fight him, he can say that he has no power to fight back.

"Don't worry, just these mole ants can't find my existence!" Ye Mo said proudly.

Now ye Mo still despises human beings. Although Ye Xiwen has to repair every time he shows this sign, it's hard to change between the lines. His attitude towards Ye Xiwen is better, but he always wants to take ye Xiwen to the road of evil, He always said that he would cultivate Ye Xiwen into the next generation of peerless devil.

But ye Xiwen has already ignored these words. He has no interest in being a devil!

Ye Xiwen stepped on the stage. Opposite him stood a young man in a moonlight robe. He looked at Ye Xiwen with a proud face and said, "I heard that you are the arrogant Ye Xiwen? It seems that you have defeated Mo Han, but Mo Han is just the five peaks of nature. It's no use defeating him. You're not my opponent. Admit defeat as soon as possible!"

He confidently advised Ye Xiwen to go on. Unexpectedly, he saw Ye Xiwen's faint smile. He was angry and couldn't hang on his face. He said angrily, "what are you laughing at!"

"I laugh at you. You're too arrogant. Do you think you're winning? You just surpass him in strength. You can't even take ten moves when you meet him this time!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer that the state of the unity of guns and men is a very powerful state. It is almost difficult to resist under the same strength.

Since Mo Han is already a congenital little perfect state, this competition should go far as long as he doesn't have bad luck!

Even if he had been an enemy, ye Xiwen would not belittle Mo Han's ability.

"But you won't have a chance to meet him again this time!" Ye Xiwen said faintly.

"Asshole!" Fang Su was furious. He was full of confidence, but it was a great humiliation for ye Xiwen to say so.

Fang Su grabbed the air with his palm and directly grabbed a long green sword. The sword was made of a supreme cold jade. You can feel the cold from a distance. The cold and steam collided and made a nourishing sound. It was like a green lightning. He stepped out one step and stabbed Ye Xiwen in front of the next second.

Although Fang Su has a great tone, he does have some strength. The strength of congenital small perfection is real. This time, he is also full of confidence to compete for the seed disciple ranking of 100 seats.

"Brush!" Ye Xiwen's reaction was not slow at all. The long knife shot in an instant, just like a black lightning, and immediately greeted "boom!" There was a huge noise, and in the air wave, there were a lot of ice scraps frozen by water vapor in the air, which flew out in an instant. Many disciples around immediately protected themselves with real Qi. When the ice scraps hit a martial artist the day after tomorrow, they could break him.

After cutting off the other party's offensive, ye Xiwen kept bursting, and the real yuan in his body completely cut out a terrible blade, sweeping towards Fang Su like a whirlwind.

Fang Su blocked with a cold jade sword, but he had just been born with a small perfect state. How could he stop Ye Xiwen, mixed with Zhenyuan's knife.

"Bang!" Fang Su was instantly split by the long knife, and a mouthful of blood gushed out fiercely, rendering a trace of sadness in the air.

Ye Xiwen just mixed a trace of Zhenyuan with his innate true Qi, which made him have no power to fight back.

When ye Xiwen concealed his real strength, he didn't want others to see that he had completely transformed Zhenyuan, because there were real experts among these seed disciples. It's not good to expose his strength too early.

But Rao is so. The power of Ye Xiwen's 200 flying dragons is still a terrible power. With one knife, Fang Su's spitting blood flew out.

"Ye Xiwen actually won, and he won so easily. How can it be that Fang Su can't even stop him!"

"How can it be? Ye Xiwen can't be so powerful. The cold jade sword is a fake spirit weapon. How can it be unstoppable!"

"It seems that we all underestimated Ye Xiwen's strength. We all only saw that ye Xiwen defeated Mo Han and regarded him as the congenital five peak Mo Han. He was too weak, but we didn't expect that ye Xiwen was too strong. After all, Mo Han understood the unity of gun and man, but he still lost in his hand. His strength was immeasurable!"

"This strength is more than comparable to the seed disciples. Even among the seed disciples, I'm afraid only those ranking above the middle can fight him!"

The disciples of Qianyu Pavilion cheered one after another without exception. Ye Xiwen represented their Qianyu Pavilion and the newcomers of this session. Ye Xiwen won the first game so easily, which made them very happy.

When ye Xiwen came down, he was immediately surrounded by the disciples of Qianyu Pavilion. Everyone sent their own congratulations. Although it was only one game, it was so easy to solve a Super Master of congenital small perfection. It is conceivable that ye Xiwen can go further after that.

The old brothers and sons around him looked at Ye Xiwen with a little more awe. This new man is really abnormal. He has just joined zongzongzong for less than half a year. He can participate in the seed disciple competition, and easily solve a super master with a congenital small perfect state.

Although it is said that the new disciples of this year are very powerful, it is also a little outrageous. What a shame it is for those who have joined the zongzong for more than ten years and have not the courage to sign up!

Ye Xiwen's face sank like water. No matter what those people were thinking, he quietly waited for the arrival of the next battle!

However, ye Xiwen didn't have to wait for a long time. Soon, the first game in other arenas ended one after another.

After a little rest, we will start the second battle. Although in this case, it is unfair to those who fight slowly, there is nothing to say. This is Lien Chan. If we are strong enough, we can end early and lose the enemy as ye Xiwen. This is also fair. If we all rest for a long time, That's not fair to the strong.

Soon it was Ye Xiwen's turn to play the second game. In the second game, a disciple who looked at his 25-year-old disciple and saw that his opponent was Ye Xiwen suddenly smiled bitterly. Although Ye Xiwen's battle ended early, he didn't see it, but just listening to what those people said, he knew that he was not ye Xiwen's opponent.

A Super Master of the congenital small perfection realm was even unable to stop Ye Xiwen's knife and was split away, not to mention his disciple of the congenital five peaks.

I didn't even have the mind to fight. I just arched my hand and said, "younger martial brother ye, I'm not strong enough. I'm willing to admit defeat!"

"Ye Xiwen, win!"

(to be continued)