Among the disciples of Fengming Valley, it is naturally not easy to enter the top ten, but Qiu Yu has not yet reached the end. In order not to let down his teacher's kindness, he decided to use all his strength and ultimately strive to reach the top three.

The sky was a bit gloomy. After appearing, the other contestants went down. There were two female disciples left on the ring, namely Wu Caijiao, among the Seven Masters of Fengyun and Wei Ling, a female disciple of Tingyu Peak. The two girls were not only strong, but also pretty. The former was tall and very hot, while the latter was petite and delicate and looked particularly cute.

With the sound of "The showdown begins," the two women flew up, like colorful butterflies, but there was a solemn expression on their faces. They swung their fists and palms to show a sharp edge, and they spared no effort to fight. This is a battle of honor, and it is related to their future prospects, and no one will be careless.

The female disciples fight naturally very pleasing to the eye, especially they are all very beautiful, which makes the many disciples below look intently, especially those male disciples stare at their graceful bodies. Sometimes, the white and jade-like legs are revealed while the skirts are fluttering, which makes them saliva even more...

The two girls can be said to meet the opponent and meet the good talent. The battle is very fierce, the force is storming and making a banging sound, and their figures are getting faster and faster, making everyone feel dazzled.

Is the final result? Wei Ling is still slightly inferior to her defeat, and Wu Caijiao won the victory in this duel...

In the third game in the morning, it was Qiu Yu's turn to appear. He flew to the ring and watched Lu Yufan appear opposite him, with his eyes facing each other, with fierce eyes full of monsters, as if they were ready to go.

Lu Yufan said gloomyly: "I've waited for a long time, and finally it's our turn to compete. As for your fate, I don't need to say more, you should know it yourself."

Qiu Yu responded coldly, "I have been waiting for a long time this day. God has arranged a good arrangement. Don't be too full of words. Let's see the truth from behind. I will let you remember that some people are not easy to mess with."

This is an assessment, not a vendetta between enemies, especially a group of strong men are watching, and they cannot say some ruthless words, and can only compete in their hearts. Even so, everyone felt that the tension between them was much stronger, which could be called a tense.

The strong men on the high platform also felt this. Thinking of the previous conflict between Yu Xiufeng and Yuan Gufeng, Lu Yufan severely injured Feng Cuimei. They vaguely guessed that the two of them would not give up and were about to start a thrilling battle.

The disciples of Tianlan Palace behind did not know the holidays between the two players. They noticed the faint murderous aura and were puzzled. Among them, the sweet girl named Zhang Yanran was always optimistic about Qiu Yu and said to herself: "I guess Pan An won this game, I hope my guess is accurate."

Zhou Xuelian also changed her original opinion, thinking that the disciple named Pan is not only beautiful, but also has strength that cannot be underestimated. She always surprises others, so she is very concerned about each other's fight.

As for the male disciples of Tianlan Palace, they have never liked the beautiful man on the ring. Zhao Ran said in a deep voice: "Just with this kid's strength, he should have come to an end. He will definitely not be able to beat the disciples named Lu."

This statement made other disciples agree, "Yes, the person surnamed Pan actually has no ability. He just has luck, and it is already awesome to be able to enter the top ten."

"Look, Lu Yufan is far more fierce than him, and he will not let him go."

The disciple named Jiang Yulin snorted coldly: "Hmph, what kind of guy named Pan is, he is a little handsome. If he fights me, I can kill him with three punches and two kicks..."

These words made Zhang Yanran feel very harsh. She sticks out her delicate and red lips and says dissatisfiedly: "Why do you slander him? I think Pan An is good, but she has the strength to fight..."

Jiang Yulin curled his lips and said, "What, maybe you have fallen in love with him? No, you are a disciple of Tianlan Palace and the proud daughter of Fengming Valley. Fascinating an ordinary disciple is really harmful to his identity. Besides, the seniority is not right. You are his master."

Zhang Yanran stomped her feet in anger, and her originally fair and jade-like little face turned red, and she said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, don't swear, when did I fall in love with him..."

Jiang Yulin retorted: "You said no, you have repeatedly defended this annoying boy, don't think everyone is a fool..."

The two of them quarreled in public, which made Zhou Xuelian frown. She felt that they were really insulting the name of Tianlan Palace. She said angrily: "Shut up, let me talk about anything, just watch it."

In an instant, Jiang Yulin and Zhang Yanran dared not speak anymore. You must know that among their disciples, Zhou Xuelian is the strongest, and is highly valued by the Seventh Ancestor of Tianlan Palace. The important actions after the New Year will be taken care of by the woman, and she cannot be offended no matter what.

On the other side of the ring, the judge on the spot took a few steps back and shouted, "The showdown began," the two contestants suddenly launched a rush towards the other side. The Fist used by Lu Yufan and the Fist used by Qiu Yu were both the most powerful and fierce martial arts, sweeping out a stormy edge, completely submerging their bodies, looking extremely terrifying.

A burst of sound came out, "Pengpengpeng," the two of them flashed back and forth as fast as the wind, and the fight was very fierce.

In terms of strength, Lu Yufan's late stage of building the Tai was higher than Qiu Yu's middle stage of building the Tai. However, the latter became strong in consciousness after being tempered by the blood pool. After taking the Dragon Blood Pill, the spiritual energy in his body was endless, so the gap was not too big.

After passing five passes and killing six generals, Qiu Yu has not yet used the power of the black dragon. After all, it is just an assessment, not a battle between life and death. The ranking obtained with his own skills is the most real.

The skill is slightly inferior, but the martial arts are much worse. As a high-level martial arts, the Booming Fist is much stronger than Qiu Yu's violent fist. At the beginning, the black light and the green light swept through the sky. It seems that the momentum is similar. After more than ten moves, the Qing light was gradually suppressed, and Lu Yufan gained the upper hand.

"Peng!"

He hit Qiu Yu's chest with a heavy punch, making him feel as if his internal organs were shocked. Although the pain was completely tolerated. This was thanks to the tempering of the blood pool, which made his muscles and bones extremely hard as steel, and his ability to resist hits was super strong.

Seeing Lu Yufan succeed, Li Fulai on the platform showed joy. He knew the power of his disciples. He punched him with a heavy punch, which was at least a thousand pounds of force. The boy who had to vomit blood.

Other strong men also thought the same way, thinking that the boy would suffer, and he would definitely be injured if he suffered such a heavy blow, and he would not be far from defeat.

Hong Caixia also felt trembling in her heart, for fear of an accident with her apprentice, so she was nervous.

Zhao Ran, a disciple of Tianlan Palace, showed a gloating expression on his face and said coldly: "I said it long ago. The guy named Pan will definitely not be able to do it and will be defeated soon!"
Chapter completed!