The competitions were held one after another, and the ten games of the third round soon ended. The geniuses participating in the competition won and lost each other. Overall, the strength difference is not too big.

Geniuses are divided into different levels. In addition, the selection of talents in the Immortal Academy is very different from that of the Imperial Academy, and they do not value family background and background. Many of the strongest successors of the imperial clan and the holy sons of the holy land have been taken away by the Imperial Academy. The strength and talents of the disciples they recruit are naturally uneven.

After two rounds of competition, it was almost noon. Blue Eagle Fly announced that the morning game ended. After a brief rest, the game continued in the afternoon.

With his voice, all the players participating in the VIP seats left, and so were some disciples in the academy.

Only those random cultivators from outside the academy refused to leave, and they all expressed their opinions on the morning game as if they were injected with chicken blood, spitting their saliva, giving guidance to the country, and making all the difference.

Due to the competition, the Immortal Academy is not stingy. The lunch is prepared quite richly, and the stewed black beast meat is cooked with treasured medicine, which is definitely a great tonic for monks.

Some mysterious beasts as food are actually as powerful as the lord realm. Some special powerful people refine the murderous aura in the flesh and blood, otherwise they cannot be used as food.

As contestants, Ye Fan and others were also lucky enough to eat these ingredients that were regarded as treasures by the academy.

After a meal, everyone was full of energy and red, and they wanted to fight immediately to vent their excess energy.

After lunch and a little rest, the afternoon competition began.

"In the first game of the fourth round, Ye Fan plays against Shino, please come on stage!"

With the sound of referee Lan Yingfei, Ye Fan and Ishino smiled at each other, and both stepped onto the stage and stood opposite each other.

"Brother Ye Fan, I am not your opponent anyway, so let's go through the motions. You can't abuse me." Ishino said to Ye Fan with a smile.

"Yaling has adjusted my odds to the lowest level. I have to win the championship anyway. I can only feel wronged." Ye Fan couldn't help but laugh.

"What's the matter? Are you wronged or not? As long as you can win the championship, I'm willing to be beaten into a pig beast by you again!" Shi Ye laughed and said, "I asked Sister Yaling to buy you and win the championship in the end..."

"You guy..."

Ye Fan was speechless, and he didn't expect Ishino to be so confident in him.

"What's going on? The game has begun, why haven't they taken action?"

I saw them having a good time talking. The audience quit. They came to watch the game, not to watch the chat.

Hearing the audience's comments, the two looked at each other and laughed, and then Ye Fan took the lead and said, "Let's take action. Don't let others say we are here to chat."

"good!"

Shi Ye roared, and the stone stick in his hand was more than ten thousand pounds. He threw his head and covered his head and slammed into Ye Fan's forehead. The gray-white stone stick shot out divine lights.

Even though he knew he was not Ye Fan's opponent, he would still fight with all his might, because he wanted to use Ye Fan to test his recent achievements in his cultivation.

"Swish!"

Ye Fan moved, leaving a afterimage on the spot, avoiding Shi Ye Kuangba's attack.

"roar!"

If he missed a blow, Shi Ye roared wildly, and the stone stick in his hand turned into a windmill. He slashed horizontally and vertically, and the divine light was****, piercing through the void.

Whoosh swish swish swish...

Ye Fan only defended but not attacked, and his star-chasing steps unfolded, leaving behind phantoms on the stage, and he could safely avoid the gap in the attack of Shiye.

“This footwork…”

"Is it the kind of footwork that has long been lost?"

The expressions of the heroes at the VIP seat changed slightly, and they saw Ye Fan's exquisite steps, and looked at each other one by one.

"It is said that four thousand years ago, there was a supreme sect called Shenxing Sect. Their unique skills of the sect were a magical step method. The speed was so fast that no one in the world could reach. It was said that it could go up to the nine heavens and embrace the moon, and go down to the five oceans to catch turtles. One step was to take the mountain and rivers to flow. Ye Fan's current step method has the same effect as the magic step method of Shenxing Sect. Could it be that it was the same origin?"

The holy master of the ancient holy land looked solemn.

"Impossible? Four thousand years ago, in order to extend his life to the old sect leader who was expected to achieve enlightenment, Shenxing Sect used all the sects to attack the forbidden land Feixian Palace at their heyday, but the entire army was wiped out. Isn't it said that there was any inheritance left?" A hero said in confusion.

Four thousand years have long been a world of change for ordinary people. I don’t know how many generations of mortal dynasties have changed. Few secrets can be preserved. Even those that can be preserved have become legends and have little credibility.

But ancient inheritances like the ancient holy land are different. They have a profound background and may even have the strongest people sealed from that period. The four thousand years of history is nothing to them.

"That's right!"

The ancient sage master nodded and said, "Four thousand years ago, Shenxing Sect relied on its unparalleled magical footwork, thought it could attack Feixian Palace, obtain immortal medicine, and prolong the life of the old sect master. However, unexpectedly, it ended up being wiped out by the entire army. No one escaped. The prosperous Shenxing Sect broke off its inheritance."

Speaking of this, many heroes have bad looks.

The reason is very simple. A supreme sect was quickly destroyed. In addition to their attack on Feixian Palace, the remaining disciples of some left-behind sects were divided up by the imperial clan, the supreme sect, holy land, etc.

A supreme sect is undoubtedly a treasure, from the practice of martial arts and martial arts to the collection of treasures of heaven and earth, spiritual weapons, etc., and even spirit stones and strange stones, which are enough to make a small sect rise rapidly.

However

In the end, these things fell into the hands of other imperial clans, holy lands and supreme sects, and the ancient holy land also participated in this division and obtained some secrets.

Just as they were talking, the winner was decided on the stage. Shi Ye attacked for a stick of incense, but he didn't even touch Ye Fan's corner of his clothes, which made him very tired and had no choice but to admit defeat.

"Ye Fan wins!"

After Lan Yingfei announced the results of the game, Ye Fan and Ishino walked off the stage in full view of everyone, talking and laughing.

"That savage deliberately let the water go? Otherwise, how could he not be able to beat Ye Fan, who is only in the early stage of the magical power realm, with his strength?" Someone said in confusion.

"They are brothers, so what can you do if you let the water go?"

"Even if his friends let him win, he will definitely not be able to win the round-robin game. You know, many people don't want him to qualify!" Someone snorted coldly, his eyes swept towards Li Tianfeng and others intentionally or unintentionally.

After these two days of competition, many people in the academy learned about Ye Fan's "glorious deeds" in the Southern Region Genius Competition, and naturally they also knew that Zhou Zhaolong and Qingzi, who died at Ye Fan's hands, were cousins.

As a recognized No. 2 figure among this class of disciples, Zhou Zhaolong naturally has many close friends around him, and Li Tianfeng is one of them.

Everyone knew very well that since it was a round-robin competition, Ye Fan and Li Tianfeng would meet sooner or later. At that time, it would inevitably be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Until now, only Ye Fan and Li Tianfeng have maintained a complete victory.

As the game continues, I am afraid that only one or two people can maintain a complete victory in the end. In the end, only one person can maintain a complete victory. Or no one can achieve a complete victory.

Just as people were talking, Lan Yingfei announced: "In the second game of the fourth round, Ling Ziyan will play against Sun Biyue!"

"Wow!"

As soon as Lan Yingfei finished speaking, everyone was in amazement. Green light appeared in each audience's eyes. It turned out to be a duel between two beauties. This was definitely a visual feast for the disciples of the Immortal Academy who were young.

Although there are many female monks in the academy, four fairies represented by Ya Ling, they do not easily fight with others. They are practicing silently, and it is rare to see the duel between two beauties.

There is no doubt that Sun Biyue is definitely a beauty. Although she lacks elegance and luxury compared to Yaling, she can also be regarded as a jass of a small family.

At this moment, Sun Biyue's black hair was like a waterfall, wearing a veil, showing off her abrupt figure. She was exposed outside, a piece of lotus arms as crystal clear as jade, emitting a confusing light.

Ling Ziyan was wearing a purple dress, with a dignified and beautiful appearance. Her long black and soft hair was tied into a Taoist sling, with a hairpin of red sandalwood on it, shining with a soft and noble light, like a fairy exiled to the world. She was calm and fairy-like.

"Mr. Li, I'll come when I go!"

Sun Biyue's green jade fingers passed by Li Tianfeng's face, and his charming look was everywhere, and the smoke was flowing as he looked around.

"Go, I wish you a victory!" Li Tianfeng grabbed her jade hand, snatched it gently, and said lightly.

"kill!"

As soon as he stepped onto the stage, Sun Biyue shouted lightly and slapped Ling Ziyan with a palm. The vast divine power rushes like a river.

In the middle stage of the magic power realm, Sun Biyue did not dare to be careless. She attacked with all her strength as soon as she came on the field. She caught Ling Ziyan off guard and fought quickly.

"Purple Qi comes from the east!"

Ling Ziyan shouted softly and slapped her palm. The purple divine light was so powerful that she fought with Sun Biyue.

"boom!"

With a loud bang, the two of them took three steps back at the same time.

The light flashed on the stage, and all the defensive array patterns lit up, eliminating the aftermath of the two attacks.

If there is no defensive formation pattern, just this blow will no longer exist on the entire stage. Cultivators in the middle stage of the magical power can control the elemental power between heaven and earth, and their power is unimaginable.

"cut!"

Sun Biyue pointed at the sword and slashed towards Ling Ziyan. A large fire rushed out, like a flame sword, shining brightly, almost shattering the void, the divine fire was leaping and extremely hot.

"It's over!"

Ling Ziyan snorted coldly, covered her body with a faint purple light, and punched it out, and the purple divine light split the sky and directly shattered the flame divine sword.

Then, Ling Ziyan rushed forward quickly, unfolding Ziyan Pavilion's unique skills, standing up as a knife, breaking Sun Biyue's defense in an instant, and cutting her palm across her neck.

"Um?"

Sun Biyue never expected Ling Ziyan to hide her strength. She knew that it was not good at the moment when her defense was broken. Unfortunately, it was too late. She groaned and was directly slashed out by Ling Ziyan's palm.

"Ling Ziyan won!"

Lan Yingfei looked at Ling Ziyan deeply. When she was in the Secret Realm of Immortality, she was very low-key and did not participate in hunting mysterious beasts, which made him misunderstand. Unexpectedly, Ling Ziyan's true strength was so strong!

Soon, Sun Biyue woke up, her face flushed with shame. She really agreed with what she said, "Go and go." She was defeated by Ling Ziyan without even following three moves.

"I lost!" Back in the waiting area, Sun Biyue was worried and lowered her head and said to Li Tianfeng.

"It's okay, it's not your fault. She has hidden her strength before." Li Tianfeng comforted her and swept his eyes to Ye Fan.

He knew that Ling Ziyan liked Ye Fan.

In his opinion, if Ye Fan was stepped on her feet in front of Ling Ziyan, it would definitely feel good!

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Chapter completed!