Sun Yuan stepped onto the ring and immediately shouted: "Lu Chen, don't be complacent, you kid, you're doomed to lose today."
The Sun family has a strong foreign aid like Nangongping, and he has enough confidence. He is playing now not to defeat Chase Lu, but to use fatigue tactics to weaken Chase Lu's strength.
Lu Chen smiled lightly and said, "Let's do it, you won't have a chance when I do it."
"Arrogance." Sun Yuan was furious, and stabbed Lu Chen's throat with a sword.
The cold light is like lightning, this sword is called Thunderbolt Swordsmanship, and it relies on speed to win.
Sun Yuan thought that his profound energy was not as good as Lu Chen's, and wanted to rely on his speed advantage to fight a war of attrition and deplete Lu Chen's skill.
"The Sun family still has a lot of talent, so don't underestimate it." When someone saw Sun Yuan's sword, even if they didn't like the Sun family, they had to admire the strength of the Sun family.
This sword was like lightning, the blade was less than a foot away from Lu Chen's throat in the blink of an eye, but Lu Chen still had no intention of dodging.
"Death to me." Sun Yuan's face was ferocious, and the profound energy of the sword body was even stronger. He had already used ten successes. In this move, he not only wanted to win, but even killed Lu Chen directly.
Lu Chen always looked indifferent. Facing the oppression of innate masters, he was simply not interested in this level of attack.
He suddenly raised his right hand and stretched out his middle and index fingers, as if to deal with a fly flying in front of him. With a light pinch of the two fingers, a cold light in front of him immediately stopped in mid-air.
Everyone's faces were dull.
Sun Yuan tried his best to strike a sword, but it was caught by Lu Chen's two fingers.
The old man in green on the referee's seat suddenly stood up, and shouted loudly: "Okay, okay, okay, it's great that Shifeng City also has this kind of talent." Shock.
Only he can see that Lu Chen's strength is not only mellow, but also extremely fast, very calm, without any emotional fluctuations.
This is the quality that only a top killer assassin possesses, but Lu Chen did not show any killer's hostility, and faintly had a calm and calm guru demeanor.
"How is it possible, it must be an illusion." The old man in Tsing Yi suspected that he had made a mistake in his judgment. It is impossible for a twenty-year-old young man to have such a high martial arts accomplishment.
At this moment, most people in the audience looked at Sun Yuan mockingly. Sun Yuan blushed and drew his sword vigorously, but the blade seemed to be rooted in Lu Chen's hand, and he couldn't pull it back no matter how he pulled it.
He became angry from embarrassment, and kicked Lu Chen's groin.
Lu Chen sneered, kicked Sun Yuan out of the ring with a bang, foot to foot.
"If you lose, you lose. If you are still not convinced, use this kind of rogue trick." Someone said disdainfully.
"The Sun family has always refused to admit defeat, so it's no surprise."
"Lu Chen is the first, it seems that there is no controversy."
In the next few competitions, whenever Lu Chen played, all opponents would take the initiative to admit defeat, and it went smoothly.
Lu Chen was also happy and relaxed.
After more than a dozen competitions, a strange name suddenly came to everyone's ears.
"In the next match, Zhao Wu will face Nangong Ping."
A rich and handsome young man stepped onto the ring in response, it was Nangong Ping.
Zhao Wu is a martial artist of the sixth level of Houtian, everyone is familiar with it, Shifeng City only has such a large population, everyone who participated in the competition more or less knows each other, but no one has heard of Nangongping.
"Who is Nangong Ping? People from other places are not impersonated to participate, right? This is against the regulations." Immediately, someone protested loudly.
Those who participated in the competition were all familiar faces, even if they had no friendship, they must have met face to face, except this Nangong Ping, whom no one had ever met.
In this kind of competition, the Xingyun Sect has internal regulations. For each town, certain local protection measures have been implemented. Otherwise, all the masters from other places will flood into Shifeng City, and their local warriors will not have to compete.
"The surname Nangong is rare. Within a thousand miles, there is only such a big family as the Nangong family."
"Nangong Ping seems to be the young master of the Nangong family. I heard that he is also Sun Xue's fiancé."
Everyone was talking about it, and it didn't take long for Nangong Ping's identity to be guessed at all.
At this time, the head of the Sun family suddenly stood up and said loudly: "Master Nangong Ping is indeed a member of the Nangong family, but he is also the son-in-law of our Sun family. He can be regarded as a member of the Sun family. Why not fight on behalf of our Sun family?" Some time ago, my grandson Pengcheng was murdered by a traitor. Originally, he had a place in the competition. Not to mention being number one, the top ten would definitely be fine. "
"I'll go, is there still such a saying? Nangong Ping just stays in Xianyi City. It doesn't make sense to come here to grab our jobs."
"That's right, the Nangong family is so big. I heard that the Xingyun sect recruits one or two hundred outer disciples in Xianyi City. Even the inner disciples have a dozen or so places. The Nangong family is not satisfied. They eat from a bowl and watch the pot. It's too much."
The crowd yelled and protested.
One of the reasons why they reprimanded Nangong Ping so "enthusiastically" was of course because Nangong Ping snatched a spot, and secondly because Nangong Ping seriously threatened Lu Chen. The person who ranks first in the dust will go bankrupt.
In order to safeguard their own interests, it is rare for these people to show a consistent and united attitude towards the outside world.
Nangong Ping heard everyone's discussion, but he looked very graceful, and he didn't care about everyone's condemnation at all. When the voice gradually subsided, he cleared his throat and said: "Mr. Sun is right, I just participated in the competition on behalf of Brother Sun Pengcheng. In fact, it is not difficult for me to get a place as an inner disciple in Xianyi City, but, for Brother Sun Pengcheng's last wish, and Mr. Sun's request, I came here, as the prospective son-in-law of the Sun family, I also have the qualifications for the competition, so why are you all so prejudiced?"
"Fart, utter nonsense."
"Please referee to uphold justice."
Everyone turned their gazes to the old man in Tsing Yi on the referee's seat.
The old man in Tsing Yi had already seen the disputes at the scene, but he hadn't spoken all the time. He had no choice but to express his opinion at this time. He said loudly: "Master Nangong Ping is indeed qualified to participate in the competition. He is allowed to participate. The competition will be carried out normally, and unreasonable noise is not allowed."
Everyone was in an uproar and shouted: "No, this is against the rules, the referee is favoritism."
"Presumptuous, if anyone dares to make a scene again, they will all be thrown out." The Patriarch of the Sun family shouted loudly. Many children of the Sun family rushed out to maintain order.
Everyone didn't dare to make trouble anymore, they could only recognize Nangong Ping's identity.
"Nangong Ping vs. Zhao Wu, the competition continues."
After the uproar just now, the atmosphere gradually returned to calm.
Although many people have heard of the name of the Nangong family, they also want to see whether Nangongping's strength is as powerful as in the legend.
The result of the competition came out quickly, Zhao Wu was defeated by one move, and was easily slapped out of the ring by Nan Gongping's palm, which has already shown amazing strength.
"This kid, I'm afraid he has the Ninefold Acquired cultivation base."
"This is a terrible situation. Lu Chen may not be the opponent. The Nangong family has a long history of learning and has countless top-level martial arts. I am afraid that Lu Chen's first place will be ruined."
In the past, everyone was unanimously optimistic about Lu Chen, but now, the voice of discussion has turned to one side, and all of them have turned to Nan Gongping. Many people who bet a lot of money sighed and called it unlucky.
Although Lu Chen defeated Sun Yuan with one move earlier, it can be said that winning is more beautiful and shocking, but the shadow of the famous tree, the prestige of the Nangong family is too loud, and among many family warriors, it can be regarded as an invincible existence.
Su Xuan looked worried, and said to Lu Chen: "Brother Chen, this Nangong Ping seems to be very difficult."
He could only see that Nangong Ping seemed to be hiding his strength, but he didn't know what his cultivation was.
Lu Chen said lightly: "This person has the cultivation base of the innate realm."
"Innate realm? Nangong Ping is an innate realm warrior?" Su Xuan turned pale with shock.
"Don't be nervous, he is also a human being, there is nothing to be afraid of." Chase Lu said.
"En." Su Xuan nodded vigorously, "Brother Chen is the strongest, I believe."
As time passed, most of the competition passed quickly, during which Lu Chen and Nangongping did not fight each other. As long as you defeat enough opponents, you can advance to the top ten. Lu Chen and Nangong Ping directly conceded as soon as they played, and there is no suspense in entering the top ten. By afternoon, the dust had settled on the top ten.
The old man in Tsing Yi announced again: "Congratulations, the results of the top ten places in this competition have been released, namely Lu Chen, Nan Gongping, Sun Wei, Su Xuan..." The old man in Tsing Yi read the names of ten people in a row, and some Many people couldn't help cheering loudly and crying with joy because they entered the top ten.
Even becoming an outer disciple of the Nebula Sect, one's status is no small matter. For most martial artists with ordinary backgrounds, this is a stepping stone to success.
However, until now, there is still a high-profile match that has not yet started, that is, the decisive battle between Lu Chen and Nan Gongping, which is the only competition for the number of inner disciples.
For this spot, everyone who has seen Lu Chen and Nangongping's strength has no idea of competing for it. Therefore, the top ten do not need to go through a knockout match at all, and the referee will directly designate the final.
Nan Gongping stepped onto the ring and looked at Lu Chen who was standing opposite.
"Did you kill Sun Pengcheng?" Nangong Ping asked.
Lu Chen didn't answer, he was too lazy to answer such nonsense.
Nangong Ping sneered and said, "If you admit defeat now, you may die better in the future."
Lu Chen frowned, he understood what Nangong Ping meant.
Nangong Ping said that even if he admits defeat now, the other party will not let him go.
"Stop talking nonsense."
Chase Lu was not interested in talking to this person.
"Since you are so ignorant, I have to teach you a lesson." Nangong Ping stared at Lu Chen coldly, exuding a cold and undisguised killing intent.
Immediately, Nangong Ping's body swayed, and he crossed a distance of twenty steps in an instant, flashed in front of Lu Chen, and patted him with a palm.
"Cold palm!"
A layer of white frost formed on Nangong Ping's palm, and there was a ball of profound energy that was extremely cloudy and cold. Once the opponent hit the palm, the cold energy would be forced into the body, freezing the human blood into ice cubes.
The onlookers only felt that it was extremely cold, and many of them even trembled, as if they were in a world of ice and snow.
This is mental coercion, which directly disintegrates the opponent's will.
The onlookers still felt this way, one can imagine how much pressure Lu Chen, who was in the very center, had to bear.
"The Nangong family is indeed well-deserved, with one palm having such power."
Su Xuan listened to others' comments, and couldn't help worrying about Lu Chen.