Sun Yuan stepped onto the ring and immediately yelled, "Lu Chen, don't be complacent, you are sure to lose today."

The Sun family has such a powerful foreign aid as Nangong Ping. He has enough confidence. He is playing now, not to defeat Lu Chen, but to use fatigue tactics to weaken Lu Chen's strength.

Lu Chen smiled lightly and said, "Let's do it, you won't have a chance when I do it."

"Arrogant." Sun Yuan was furious and stabbed Lu Chen's throat with a sword.

The cold light is like electricity. This sword is called Thunderbolt Sword Art, and it relies on speed to win.

Sun Yuan believed that his profound energy was inferior to Lu Chen, and wanted to rely on his speed advantage to fight a war of attrition, depleting Lu Chen's skills.

"The Sun family still has two strokes, so don't underestimate it." Some people below saw Sun Yuan's sword, and even if they didn't like the Sun family, they had to admire the Sun family's strength.

This sword was like a flash of lightning. In the blink of an eye, the sword edge was less than a foot away from Lu Chen's throat, but Lu Chen still had no intention of dodging.

"Death to me." Sun Yuan's face was hideous, and the profound energy of his sword body was even stronger. He had already used ten successes. With this move, he not only wanted to win, but even directly killed Lu Chen.

Lu Chen's expression was always 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 second middle finger, as if to deal with a fly flying over in front of him, the **** were lightly clamped, and a cold light in front of him immediately stagnated in mid-air.

Everyone's faces were dull.

Sun Yuan's sword with all his strength was caught between Lu Chen's two fingers.

The old man in Tsing Yi stood up suddenly and shouted: "Okay, good, good, Shi Fengcheng also has this kind of talent, it's really good." He called a few times in a row, but he couldn't show his innermost feelings. 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 of a top killer assassin, but Lu Chen did not show any murderous aura of a killer, and he had a calm and calm master style.

"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 level of martial arts accomplishment.

At this moment, most of the people in the audience looked at Sun Yuan mockingly. Sun Yuan's face flushed, and he pulled the sword hard, but the sword edge seemed to take root in Lu Chen's hand, and he couldn't pull it back no matter how much he pulled it.

He was so angry that he suddenly kicked Lu Chen's lower yin.

Lu Chen sneered and kicked Sun Yuan out of the ring with a bang.

"If you lose, you lose. If you're not convinced, use this rogue trick." Someone said with disdain.

"The Sun family has always refused to admit defeat, so it's not surprising."

"Lu Chen is number one, there seems to be no controversy."

In the next few competitions, whenever Lu Chen appeared, all the opponents voluntarily conceded defeat, which went very smoothly.

Lu Chen was also very happy.

After more than a dozen competitions, suddenly a strange name came into everyone's ears.

"In the next game, Zhao Wu will face Nangong Ping."

A handsome young man stepped onto the ring, and it was Nangong Ping.

Zhao Wu is an acquired martial artist of the sixth level. Everyone is familiar with it. There are only so many people in Shifeng City. Everyone who participated in the competition knows more or less, but about Nangong Ping, no one has heard of it.

"Who is Nangong Ping? Shouldn't people from other places participate in impersonation? This is against the rules." Someone immediately protested loudly.

Those who participated in the competition were all familiar faces. Even if they had no friendship, they must have met each other. Only this Nangong Ping had never been seen before.

In this kind of competition, there are regulations within the Nebula Sect. For each town, certain local protection measures are implemented. Otherwise, all the masters from other places will flood into Shifeng City, then their local warriors will not need to compete.

"Nangong's surname is rare. Within a thousand miles, there is only a big family like the Nangong family."

"Nangongping seems to be the young master of the Nangong family. I heard that he is Sun Xue's fiance."

There was a lot of discussion, and it didn't take long for Nangong Ping's identity to be guessed.

At this time, the head of the Sun family suddenly stood up and said in a loud voice: "Master Nangongping is indeed a member of the Nangong family, but he is also the son-in-law 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 the first place, the top ten will definitely be no problem. "

"I'm going, there's still such a saying? It's enough for Nangongping to stay in Xianyi City. There's no reason for him to come and 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, and even the inner disciples have a dozen places. It's too much."

The crowd roared and protested.

One of the reasons why they rebuked Nangongping so "enthusiastically" is of course because Nangongping stole a spot, and secondly because Nangongping seriously threatened Lu Chen. If Lu Chen was defeated by Nangongping, many people would detain Lu Chen today. The person who takes the first place in the dust will go bankrupt.

In order to safeguard their own interests, these people rarely show a unified and united attitude towards the outside world.

Nangong Ping heard everyone's discussion, but he looked very graceful and didn't care about everyone's criticism at all. When the voice gradually subsided, he cleared his throat and said, "Mr. Sun is right, I am taking the place of Brother Sun Pengcheng in the competition. In fact, it is not difficult for me to obtain a place as an inner disciple in Xianyi City. However, for the wishes of Brother Sun Pengcheng and the request of Mr. Sun, I came here as the prospective son-in-law of the Sun family. I also have the qualifications to participate, why do you have such a prejudice?"

"Fart, nonsense."

"Please referee for justice."

Everyone turned their eyes to the old man in green on the referee's bench.

The old man in Tsing Yi had already seen the disputes on the scene, but he had not spoken. At this time, he had to express his position. He said loudly: "Master Nangong Ping is indeed qualified to participate, and he is allowed to participate.

Everyone was in an uproar and shouted: "No, this is against the rules, the referee is favoritism."

"Presumptuous, if anyone dares to make a fuss again, they will be blasted out." The head of the Sun family shouted loudly. Many Sun family children rushed out to maintain order.

Everyone didn't dare to make trouble, and could only recognize Nangongping's identity.

"Nangongping faces Zhao Wu, and the test continues."

After the commotion just now, the atmosphere gradually returned to calm.

Although many people have heard of the famous name of the Nangong family, they also want to see the strength of Nangong Ping, whether it is as powerful as the legend.

The results of the competition came out soon, Zhao Wu was defeated by one move, and was easily shot out of the ring by Nangong Ping, showing his amazing strength.

"This kid, I'm afraid he has the cultivation of the ninth level of the day after tomorrow."

"This is terrible. Lu Chen may not be an opponent. The Nangong family has a family background, and there are countless top martial arts. Lu Chen's first place may be lost."

Previously, everyone unanimously favored Lu Chen, but now, the discussion turned to one side, and all turned to Nangong Ping. Many people who bet a lot of money sighed and called out bad luck.

Although Lu Chen defeated Sun Yuan with one move earlier, it can be said that the win is more beautiful and shocking, but the shadow of the famous tree of people, the prestige of the Nangong family is too loud, among many family martial artists, it can be regarded as an invincible existence.

Su Xuan looked worried and said to Lu Chen, "Brother Chen, this Nangong Ping doesn't seem to be simple."

He could only see that Nangongping seemed to be hiding his strength, but he didn't know what his cultivation was.

Lu Chen said lightly: "This person has the cultivation of the innate realm."

"Xiantian Realm? Nangongping is a Xiantian Realm martial artist?" Su Xuan was shocked.

"Don't be nervous, he is also human, there is nothing to fear." Lu Chen said.

"Well." 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. As long as you beat enough opponents, you can advance to the top ten. As soon as Lu Chen and Nangong Ping came on stage, their opponents directly conceded defeat, and there was no suspense in entering the top ten. By the afternoon, the dust had settled on the top ten.

The old man in green clothes announced again: "Congratulations, everyone, the results of the first ten places for this competition have come out. They are Lu Chen, Nangong Ping, Sun Wei, Su Xuan..." The old man in blue clothes read the names of ten people in a row. Many people couldn't help cheering loudly and weeping with joy because they entered the top ten.

Even becoming an outer disciple of the Nebula Sect, his identity is no small matter. For most martial artists of ordinary family background, this is a stepping stone to success.

However, up to now, there is still a game that has attracted much attention, that is, the decisive battle between Lu Chen and Nangong Ping. This is the only competition for the inner disciple.

For this place, all those who have seen the strength of Lu Chen and Nangong Ping have no idea of ​​competing, so the top ten do not need to go to the knockout stage at all, and the referee will directly designate the final final.

Nangongping stepped onto the ring and looked at Lu Chen who was standing opposite.

"Did you kill Sun Pengcheng?" Nangongping 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 Nangongping meant.

Nangongping said that even if he admits defeat now, the other party will not let him go.

"Stop talking nonsense."

Lu Chen had no interest 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 swayed, leaping a distance of twenty steps in an instant, flashed in front of Lu Chen, and slapped it with a palm.

"Cold Dipping Palm!"

Nangong Ping's palm was covered with a layer of white frost, and there was a mass of profound energy that was yin to cold.

The onlookers only felt extremely cold, and many people 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, and one could imagine how much pressure Lu Chen, who was in the center, would have to bear.

"The Nangong family really lives up to their reputation, and a palm has such power."

Su Xuan listened to the discussions of others, and couldn't help worrying about Lu Chen.