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Chapter 64: Competing for Core Disciples

The golden crow was flying across the sky, the sun was scorching hot, and the hot weather did not reduce the excitement in the imperial capital of Lieyun Kingdom.

"Congratulations, you have officially become disciples of Lieyun Sect." Elder Qiu Xintang announced in front of the mountain gate of Lieyun Sect.

At this time, there were one hundred people standing in front of him, including Lin Feng. The tenth round of fighting had ended, and these were the top one hundred people.

"Also, those who lost should not be discouraged. I have a few people here. You performed well. Although your rankings were slightly behind, you were admitted as an exception."

As soon as these words came out, all the failed monks eagerly looked at the Lieyun Sect elder, hoping that their names would be there.

"Li Ming, Zhong Yuan..." The elder of Lieyun Sect named seven people in total. They are all relatively talented people, but because they encountered too strong opponents in many consecutive games, they fell behind in the rankings.

Compared to the 900 people who were eliminated, the seven people who were read were naturally considered to be a small minority. Of course, these seven people were overjoyed, but more people expressed dissatisfaction.

"You must have gotten in through some connections, right?" someone said.

As soon as these words came out, they were immediately echoed by many people. Not only the more than 800 people who were eliminated, but also the families behind them began to protest. After all, they all wanted their children to enter Lieyun Sect.

"Do you have any objections to our Lieyun Sect's decision?" The elder of the Lieyun Sect looked coldly and glanced at everyone.

Everyone immediately shut up. In the Lieyun Kingdom, the Lieyun Sect can be said to have a high position of authority. Even members of the royal family Zhang family did not dare to be strong in front of the Lieyun Sect.

"The next step is the battle for core disciples. Those who are interested in running for core disciples can come forward."

Everyone knows that the real highlight is coming. As long as you become a core disciple, you will basically be an important figure in Lieyun Kingdom in the future.

Song Hang stepped forward first, and the three brothers Luo Hao, Chen Peng, and Zhang Hao also followed. There were also a few people whom Lin Feng didn't know, but he had the confidence to compete with these people. They must be very powerful characters.

As for Lin Feng, he has not forgotten to put down some spiritual stones on the gambling table and told the dealer that no matter who he plays against later, these spiritual stones will be bet on himself.

Because of this, Lin Feng's pace was a little slower than everyone else's. When he was about to go up but before he could take a step, Mo Nan rushed up to the high platform, looked down at Lin Feng, and shouted loudly: "Lin Feng, do you dare to fight?"

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His angry shout once again turned everyone's attention to Lin Feng, and everyone could guess that the two of them were destined to have a battle when competing for the core disciples.

Everyone has seen Mo Nan's strength. The only blemish is that he was defeated by Lin Feng. It would be fine if he really lost. But Mo Nan didn't use his full strength at all. He was just caught off guard by Lin Feng. With his proud

Personality, definitely unwilling.

"Why don't you dare!" Lin Feng stepped forward and said calmly: "I can defeat you once, and I can naturally defeat you twice."

"Haha, okay, very good." Mo Nan walked towards Lin Feng step by step. Although he was smiling, his face was extremely gloomy.

Looking at the two people who were at war with each other, the elder of Lieyun Sect said helplessly: "Don't be anxious, I will give you plenty of time to fight."

After waiting for a while, a total of nearly twenty people came here. When Qiu Xintang, the elder of Lieyun Sect, saw that no one came forward, he said: "The rules for running for core disciples are very simple. If you have a favorite opponent, you can

If you don't have an appointment with each other, you can draw lots to decide. The key to selecting core disciples is your performance, not victory or defeat.

In other words, as long as the talent you show is good enough, you will still have a chance to become a core disciple even if you lose. You don’t have to doubt the fairness of the selection. You are all talents of Lieyun Kingdom, and we will not favor anyone."

"Okay, these are the rules. You can perform freely in the ring and use weapons. Which of you will come first?" Qiu Xintang asked.

"Me." Mo Nan said first and looked at Lin Feng.

Qiu Xintang also looked at Lin Feng and asked, "Can you accept the challenge?"

"Accept." Lin Feng nodded.

"Okay, then you two come on stage!"

When the battle began, the two did not take action directly, but quietly

Stand still.

Mo Nan still had contempt on his face, and he chuckled: "I thought you would shrink back and enjoy the stolen honor after you were lucky enough to win against me.

I didn't expect you to have some courage. Yes, I am a little impressed with you. Although it is worthy of praise, it is a pity that you will also pay the price for your decision."

"My defeated general, I don't know where the confidence comes from." Lin Feng's tone was not as aggressive as his, but his momentum was no weaker than his opponent's.

"You deserve to die!" Mo Nan was so angry that Lin Feng peeled off his scars over and over again. He wanted to cut Lin Feng into pieces.

Mo Nan's figure disappeared, leaving an afterimage on the spot, and he quickly ran towards Lin Feng. His speed amazed everyone below. Even some monks in the psychic realm were not as fast as him. He took two breaths.

In an instant, he was in front of Lin Feng, and grabbed Lin Feng's throat with his sharp claws.

Although Mo Nan was fast, it was nothing in Lin Feng's eyes. The Nether Civet was faster than him.

Lin Feng reached out and grabbed Mo Nan's wrist. Knowing Lin Feng's amazing strength, Mo Nan quickly retracted his arm and slapped Lin Feng with the other palm.

This was a very ordinary palm. It didn't seem to have much strength, but Lin Feng felt a chill on his palm. Since he had suffered losses due to carelessness before, Lin Feng did not dare to be careless again and hurriedly stepped back to avoid it.

Got this palm.

"The little guy of the Mo family is really not simple!" The head of the Gu family sighed.

With his strength, of course it was obvious at a glance that Mo Nan had used a secret technique.

All spiritual beasts have their own race's unique skills, which are another means of attack besides their own bodies. Human beings also have corresponding attack methods, which they call secret skills.

"Am I right? Why do I feel that there are some changes in Mo Nan's palms? It seems that he is using a secret technique." Under the ring, there are also sharp-sighted people, but their strength is not good enough and they dare not speak with certainty.

Say this sentence.

"I also feel like this. What a terrifying talent Mo Nan has. He can actually use secret techniques in the Qi Gathering Realm." The people next to him were also amazed.

Not only these two people, but all the spectators in the audience slowly noticed, and there was an uproar around them, everyone was shocked by Mo Nan's talent.

"The secret technique..." Lin Feng whispered to himself. As the person involved, he discovered the difference in Mo Nan's palm from the beginning. Not to mention others, even he was very surprised.

It's not that Lin Feng has never thought about learning secret techniques. When he first sparred with the Nether Civet Cat, he had experienced the unique skills of the Gale Nether Leopard Clan, and he yearned for that powerful power.

But when he wanted to learn, he was rejected by Yu Rou. The reason was simple. With his current strength, he simply couldn't learn.

Learning secret techniques is very difficult. It requires not only good comprehension ability, but also hard practice. With Lin Feng's current situation, learning secret techniques is not worth the gain.

Moreover, although the secret technique is powerful, it consumes a huge amount of spiritual energy when used. If you are not careful, you may tire yourself to death before defeating the enemy.

Mo Nan rushed over quickly, without any unnecessary words, and faced Lin Feng, his cold palms ready to go.

When using this secret technique that has existed for a long time, you are most afraid that others will keep avoiding you and waste time with you. Mo Nan obviously knows this, so he wants to end the battle quickly.

In fact, Lin Feng was not prepared to dodge, because he knew that since Mo Nan dared to use secret techniques, he would not let him waste his time so easily. Instead of hiding in Tibet, it would be better to fight with the opponent head-on. His fighting skills are proficient, and

It’s not that there is no hope of winning.

Moreover, Yurou kept saying that he was not worthy to learn the secret technique now, which made Lin Feng feel angry inside. He also wanted to see how strong this person who had learned the secret technique was, and why he was not worthy.

Mo Nan dodged, rushed to Lin Feng, and slapped his palm with cold air. Lin Feng backed away. Although he was not afraid, after all, the opponent held a secret skill and it was difficult to resist forcefully.

But Mo Nan felt like wind was blowing under his feet, following Lin Feng's movement. Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Lin Feng had no choice but to fight. He gathered his spiritual energy into his fist and took the initiative to meet Mo Nan's palm.

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"Bang"

Although it was a physical battle, the sound of ice crystals breaking could be heard in the palms of his hands. After the blow, Lin Feng took a long step back, taking six or seven steps back before he could stabilize his body.

Mo Nan's palm was so cold that Lin Feng felt a bone-chilling chill on his fist after just a moment of contact.

"Ice Palm is a very common secret technique, but it is not easy for him to use it at his current level." Qiu Xinyang nodded and commented on the battle between the two:

"Lin Feng is not bad either. Although he doesn't know the secret arts, he can defeat them with his flesh and blood body. The physical strength is really impressive. Lin Feng seemed to have suffered a little loss just now, but Mo Nan also felt uncomfortable.

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"Come again." Lin Feng yelled and rushed towards Mo Nan.

"You brought this to your door yourself." Mo Nan was overjoyed. He used the secret technique because he was afraid that Lin Feng wouldn't fight. Although Lin Feng had been avoiding him and had a way to deal with it, this situation saved him a lot of trouble.

As Qiu Xinyang said, he did not take advantage of the attack just now. He used a secret technique, which cost much more than Lin Feng, but did not achieve much results.

"Hmph, it doesn't matter if you are physically strong, I want to see how many times you can resist me." Mo Nan thought to himself, and then the ice palm struck Lin Feng again.

"Bang"

The two fought, and the sound of breaking thin ice was heard again, followed by several more collisions. After the first blow, the two did not stop, and struck one after another, causing constant noises to be heard on the stage.

"The two of them have such a fierce fighting style." The people in the audience marveled, mainly at Lin Feng. They had never seen anyone dare to use their bodies to fight against someone with secret skills like this.

Lin Feng did this on purpose. He just wanted to see how powerful this so-called secret technique was. At this time, his fists had completely broken through the skin, but it seemed that it was too cold, and the blood on the surface of the back of his hands was quickly coagulated, and there was no

dripping down.

Lin Feng was not feeling well at this time, but so was Mo Nan. He had been pleasantly surprised just now, thinking that Lin Feng had thrown himself into a trap, but under Lin Feng's successive heavy blows, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The use of secret techniques consumed too much spiritual energy. Although he was not injured, he was more exhausted than Lin Feng.

After a few more punches, Mo Nan finally couldn't bear it anymore. He turned pale and panted, and at the same time removed the secret technique in his hand.

"Hey, can we finally have a hand-to-hand fight?" Lin Feng grinned. At this time, he completely lost his previous indifference. This battle aroused his wildness, which was cultivated while training with the ghost civet cat.

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"Can't he feel the pain?" Seeing Lin Feng raising his blood-stained hand and smiling at him, Mo Nan actually felt a trace of fear in his heart.

But he also knows that now is not the time to be afraid, and he is not a person who has never seen the world. This small fear is not enough to affect his will.

"You're bluffing. I don't believe it. You've done nothing wrong from just now." Mo Nan jumped several meters and swooped down like an eagle catching its prey.

Lin Feng stretched out his body. Although he was injured, his strong body allowed him to continue fighting. He kicked off his feet and jumped up, colliding with Mo Nan in the air.

The two landed, without stopping, and rushed towards each other again. They were like two beasts, fighting constantly, from east to west, and then from west to east.

This was a purely physical battle. The battle destroyed the arena into a state of disarray, with potholes everywhere, and the audience below the arena was dazzled.

Lin Feng aimed at Mo Nan and kicked out a piece of gravel. He was basically exhausted now, and the stone he kicked out was not very fast.

Lin Feng was tired, and Mo Nan was even more tired than him. The secret technique consumed too much of his spiritual energy. Looking at the flying gravel, he raised his arm with difficulty to block the gravel in front of him.

But just as he put down his arm, a bloody fist appeared in front of him. Mo Nan, who was extremely exhausted, had no strength to dodge and was punched to the ground by Lin Feng.
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