Chapter 719

Long Fei was very anxious to unravel the secret of the Dragon Realm.

However, there was someone more anxious than him, the supreme G.o.d!

Nineteen was arranged by the supreme G.o.d to help Long Fei clear some of the obstacles.

Coincidentally, when Zang Tianye left the G.o.d emperor academy, everyone naturally took care of Long Fei in his name.

Perfectly flawless.

… ….

fighting arena.

"Alright!"

"It"s too beautiful!"

"The eighth battle, Li Tianwei wins!"

"Within half a month, he has won eight consecutive rounds. His points have already reached 380 points."

"Too fierce, he"s indeed one of the top 100 first year disciples."

… ….

A round of excited cheers came from the fighting arena.

Li Tianwei walked down the stage, and his lackeys immediately went up to him, flattering him: "Young Master Li"s victory was too beautiful, he instantly crushed me."

"Hahaha... For this round, you will definitely rank in the top ten. "

"It"s not just the top ten, I think we"ll be entering the top fifty."

Li Tianwei smiled complacently and said, "Others painstakingly completed missions with all their effort only to get such a small amount of points. As long as I make a move, I can win so many points. Hahaha …"

To be able to win eight rounds in a row was indeed amazing.

However …

fighting arena"s record was eighteen consecutive victories. This was the record left behind by a person called "Nameless".

It wasn"t that his name was Nameless, but that he didn"t leave a name behind. All of them were called Nameless, and he was the idol of every fanatic.

"Bang, bang, bang."

A disciple walked up to the battle drum and started to beat the battle drum.

Everyone looked over.

The disciple"s figure blurred, then he jumped down from the high ground and steadily landed on the arena. He hugged his hands and said: "college of war Martial arts, sword cultivator, fifth level of the Berserker Immortal Realm, first year disciple w.a.n.g qingshan."

"Newbie?"

"His name isn"t recorded in the combat record. He should be a newcomer."

"The reason why college of war Martial arts came here, should be to prepare for the First Year Ranking Tournament half a year later, right?"

"Probably."

"Training in the fighting arena is a common practice for their Oya Sword Instructors, but to be able to catch the attention of their Oya Sword Instructors means that this guy is not simple."

There were many people gathered in fighting arena.

"I challenge him."

While they were talking …

A rough and boorish man walked out, carrying a heavy axe on his shoulder, he walked onto the stage and said, "A first year disciple, mainly focused on strength, fifth level of the Mad Immortal Stage, Cheng Da Axe."

The new disciples" score was 100 points.

Cheng Da Axe"s original score was 8 points.

Cheng Datao said, "I"ll bet everything."

w.a.n.g qingshan also said: "I will bet everything."

Long Fei looked from afar and asked: "leader sun, what do you mean by bet everything?"

sun datou said, "If you bet everything on it, you would bet all your points. If you lose, you will get zero points, and you are not allowed to fight again within half a month."

"I have also lost the opportunity to earn points in the arena."

Long Fei nodded his head: "How many points do you think I have?"

sun datou looked at Long Fei and scratched his head, saying, "About that, I don"t know either. college of war Martial arts is a main force, the original 100 points for the disciples are all on the stage, but none of us service disciples have ever gone up to the arena before.

Fan Tong said, "I need an evaluation."

At this moment.

The arena had already begun.

Cheng Da Axe"s strength was astonis.h.i.+ng. Each of his moves seemed to be able to cut through the heavens and earth. Where the axe moved, it was like a ghost crying.

Long Fei was slightly shocked in his heart, "What a powerful strength."

If he did not use other powers, Long Fei would not be able to release this kind of power.

w.a.n.g qingshan continuously dodged, and each time was just right.

His movement technique was like a ghost, as if a piece of paper was floating.

"G.o.d emperor academy is truly worthy of being the number one academy in the Sky Martial Continent." Long Fei was shocked once again. He didn"t think so during the a.s.sessment.

Seeing the battle between these two disciples, he suddenly felt something was different.

It really was a gathering of geniuses.

"I"ve struck with my sword!"

w.a.n.g qingshan faintly said.

Cheng Da Axe shouted, "If you don"t use your sword, I"ll hack you to death."

"Alright!"

w.a.n.g qingshan"s figure moved, his right hand holding the sword hilt, he shouted, "Break!"

"Shua!"

"Buzz!"

Long Fei"s eyes suddenly shook, "Lightning Sword Draw!"

"That was shockingly fast!"

He had cultivated the Solitary Nine Swords to the eighth level, but even so, he could only barely see through the way he used to pull out the sword, the strength, and the speed.

It was as fast as lightning.

This sword attack was directed straight at Cheng Daxi"s throat, and the sword aura on the sword blade was like a flame that was slowly burning.

"Cheng Datao lost!"

Cheng Da Axe"s axe fell and he gave a silly smile as he said: "What a fast sword technique. I hope to meet you again at this year"s Ranking Tournament. When the time comes, I"ll definitely show you what a good show I"ll make."

w.a.n.g qingshan retracted his sword and said: "Senior Brother thanks you."

A sun datou muttered from afar: "It"s too fast, I can"t see it clearly at all."

"This is the difference."

"I can"t keep up at all."

"The Oya Sword"s instructor is the great instructor for G.o.d emperor academy"s sword techniques. If I can get her guidance, I can definitely improve by leaps and bounds." Fan Tong"s eyes showed incomparable envy.

Training relied on oneself.

However …

If he had a good teacher to guide him, his cultivation would be much faster.

The sword technique just now was very similar to the "Sword Drawing Arts" of the Solitary Nine Swords that Long Fei had cultivated. Long Fei thought to himself: "Instructor of the Oya Sword, was the Sword Drawing Arts comprehended by you?"

Suddenly.

Long Fei was very interested in this Oya Sword Instructor.

At this time.

Long Fei walked to the side of the war drum and sounded the battle drum.

The people from fighting arena were startled again, "Why is another newcomer joining today?"

"Seems like a lot of them are fanatics."

"What"s his background?" I"ve never seen it before. "

"Is he a first year disciple?"

While they were talking …

Long Fei slowly walked down the stairs and onto the stage. He hugged his hands and said: "logistics department, no major cultivator, Spiritual Levee 6, newbie Long Fei!"

As soon as he said those words, the entire hall went silent.

"Puchi!"

One person couldn"t hold it in and burst out in laughter.

"Hahaha …"

"Hahaha …"

At the same time, the people of fighting arena all started laughing loudly.

"logistics department? No major? Your main job should be sweeping the floor, right? "Hahaha..."

"Brat, you came to the wrong place."

"Do you want to clean fighting arena?"

"Are you here to tease me?"

"This is the funniest joke I"ve heard this year. The disciples of the logistics department have come to challenge the fighting arena, are you trying to scare them to death?"

They were all laughing at him.

Long Fei expected it.

However …

Along the way, he had already gotten used to all kinds of jeers. Don"t be angry when others were laughing at you, and use your strongest strength to crush them. Then, see if they could laugh. Then, they would discover that they were laughing at their own ignorance.

A manager from the fighting arena walked over and said: "Are you sure you want to partic.i.p.ate in the compet.i.tion?"

Long Fei nodded and said: "I"m sure."

They were here to do it!

Chapter III.

My daughter has recovered well enough to be discharged from the hospital today. Hai Yang"s heart finally relaxed. When she returns home in the afternoon, there will still be updates. Tomorrow, do your best to make up for it.