Nine Stars Killer Novel - Chapter 200

Chapter 200 Contest

The three rounds of the competition were over, and the top 30 spots were decided. Without exception, the thirteen Eldest Brothers and Eldest Senior Sisters of Tangkou had never met before. Now, the last drawing of lots was underway.

Thirty people walked towards the lot cage together. No one knew who their opponent was. They all took out one from the lot cage.

“Number eight, it’s really auspicious!”

Ye Feng looked at the number in his hand and muttered to himself.

The fifteen arenas lit up at the same time. This time, fifteen people would win and enter the competition to determine the championship.

No one knew who their opponents were. Ye Feng jumped and landed on stage eight.

“Greetings, Junior Brother Ye!”

The moment Ye Feng landed, a bitter laugh sounded.

Ye Feng was stunned. This time, the opponent was actually Lan Fan. The Black-White Hall was second only to Qi Ruomei. The two of them had fought once before, and Lan Fan was slightly at a disadvantage. Now that they met Ye Feng again, they revealed a bitter smile.

“Greetings, Senior Brother Lan!”

Ye Feng also clasped his fist. The relationship between the two of them was not bad.

‘”I know that you are strong. Even if I attack, I will not be your opponent. Why don’t I just admit defeat? After all, you still have fourteen battles to fight. You need strong True Qi to give you a favor!”

Lan Fan actually took the initiative to admit defeat and gave Ye Feng a favor.

Entering the top fifteen, he would face fourteen battles. This would be a test of the purity of true energy and a competition of resources. No one wished to consume excess true energy. If Lan Fan took the initiative to admit defeat, it could be considered as saving Ye Feng a battle of true energy. It would be greatly beneficial to the later battles.

“Then I’ll thank you!”

Ye Feng expressed his gratitude.

“I hope that I will have a chance to ask Junior Brother Ye for advice in the future!”

Lan Fan did not stop for too long. After admitting defeat with the referee, the two of them left the arena together. Ye Feng was the first to win the competition and smoothly enter the top 15.

Returning to the high stage, Ye Feng looked down. The fourteen arenas were filled with joy. Ye Feng swept through them one by one, and every match was extremely brilliant.

Ding Bu Hui’s fist technique was like the roar of the sea. Each punch was extremely powerful and heavy. Up until now, he hadn’t seen him use the Guang Le Seal. This was his trump card. Last time, it was already infinite and close to a half-magic weapon. It was estimated that it was even more powerful now.

In a few rounds, Ding Bu Hui swept his opponent off the arena with a single punch, successfully advancing and entering the competition.

Ye Feng looked at the others and found that Yue Wuhen had easily defeated his opponent and successfully advanced.

Luo Yifeng’s Judge Brush was like a flying dragon, pointing to the east and the west. His opponent didn’t have the strength to retaliate, and was swept out by the Ghost Slaughter Brush Technique, advancing once again.

Only a few of them fought very hard. These Eldest Senior Brothers at the entrance of the hall truly lived up to their reputation. Each of them was stronger than the other. The moment Gui Ming’s sword was unleashed, the entire arena was filled with his shadow. The opponent did not know what was going on, but his clothes were already ragged and he voluntarily admitted defeat.

Gui Jianchou was attacked by a sword strike, and all worlds were filled with ghosts that shook the heavens. This was Xu Qingfeng’s unique skill. Whoever fought with the sword, their opponent was instantly defeated by the ghost sword.

Weapon Monastery Berserk Saber, holding a broadsaber as tall as a person, slashed down from the sky, scaring his opponent to the point that his heart went cold. He took the initiative to run down the arena, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Dan Guan Leng Xue held the rainbow ribbon in his hand and wrapped it around his opponent. He threw it under the arena. The battle was very gentle.

Fang Hanzhuo of the Wen Xing Academy, Ye Wuyou of the Martial Arts Academy, Wang Anguo of the Arhat Hall, Qi Ruomei of the Black and White Hall, and Jin Kui of the Body Temperament all defeated their opponents in a strong manner.

This time, Ye Feng was finally certain that the academy had definitely arranged it. The thirteen eldest senior brothers of the Hall of Heaven were all promoted without exception, yet they did not encounter each other. This was simply inconceivable.

Another person was very conspicuous. Hua Xiaosi from the Star Academy was very strange. He dressed like a clown, but his strength was incomparably monstrous. Every move was extremely tricky. He did not play according to common sense at all. It was very difficult to deal with, and he advanced smoothly. Finally, all 15 spots were given birth.

They were Ye Feng, Yue Wuhen, Ding Buhui, Xu Qingfeng, Qi Ruomei, Gui Ming, Wang Anguo, Kuang Dao, Leng Xue, Hua Xiaosi, Fang Hanzhuo, Jin Kui, Luo Yifeng, Ye Wuyou, and He Zijing of the Mighty Martial Hall.

Two people from the Heavenly Star Academy and the Heavenly Middle Heaven Academy entered the top fifteen, while only the strongest disciples remained at the other entrances.

Strong battle intent was emitted from the fifteen of them. Next, the fifteen of them would fight each other. The more they won, the closer they would be to the championship.

The arena was slowly moving. The fourteen arenas had been assembled, and the spacing between each arena was slowly widening, freeing up all the previous arenas.

“The final competition is about to begin. I won’t say anything about the rules. Each of you will fight each other, so it doesn’t matter who comes first. Rest for an incense stick of time and the competition will begin!”

Daoist Primordius glanced at the fifteen people and let them rest for an incense stick of time. If the competition continued, it would be a cruel competition. After all, there were fourteen consecutive matches. No one could predict whether or not their true energy would last until the end.

This was fairly fair. Everyone had fourteen matches. There was no luck. The consumption of True Qi was the same. It depended on who could last until the end.

An incense stick of time passed in a flash. Ye Feng did not consume his True Qi because Lan Fan had voluntarily admitted defeat.

Everyone stood up together, Ye Feng flew towards the arena, waiting for his opponent.

The others followed closely behind. In a flash, the fourteen arenas lit up at the same time, and someone landed.

Whoosh!

A figure appeared in front of Ye Feng, standing ten steps away.

“Wu Kui Yuan Ye Wuyou!”

The opponent clenched his fist.

“Xuan courtyard Ye Feng!”

Even though they both knew each other’s names, they still gave each other their names before the battle. It was considered a form of courtesy before the battle.

“Please!”

A long sword appeared in Ye Wuyou’s hand. The scabbard was carved with all kinds of patterns. It was extremely beautiful. As soon as the sword tip appeared, sharp sword qi came out from the tip of the sword.

As soon as the sword tip was pulled, numerous sword flowers appeared. Ye Wuyou leaned forward and the sword turned into a straight line, piercing straight into Ye Feng’s heart. The sword technique was fast and ruthless, and not a single one of the Thirteen Halls Mouth Eldest Senior Brothers was weak.

The Martial Arch Academy was ranked tenth last year, and the previous senior brother had already advanced to a core disciple. I hope that he can break through to the top seven and rise to a higher level this time.

Qiang!

Facing the flying sword, Ye Feng threw a punch at it. The sword let out a clanging sound and was blown away. Ye Feng did not dare to be careless. This Ye Wuyou’s strength was no less than Jian Chengfeng’s.

Ye Wuyou was shocked. Just now, she had seen Ye Feng’s physical body was comparable to a spirit artifact. Now that she had personally come into contact with him, she was secretly shocked. She did not understand how Ye Feng cultivated. It was simply unimaginable that he could use his body as a weapon to cultivate.

With a flick of the sword, the sword adjusted its angle once again, attacking Ye Feng’s upper, middle, and lower paths respectively. The sword qi was criss-crossed, and the air that was cut creaked.

“Good swordsmanship!”

Ye Feng praised. This Ye Wuyou’s swordsmanship was no weaker than Sword Chengfeng’s. However, there was still a certain gap between him and Gui Ming and Gui Jianchou.

“This is my Fallen Flower Seven Style. There are a total of seven moves. You must be careful!”

Ye Wuyou shouted loudly, and the sword momentum suddenly changed. It was like falling flowers flying in the rain. Layers of sword waves appeared, like tides, rushing towards Ye Feng endlessly.

“Then try my Bone Shattering Fist!”

When it came to the competition, Ye Feng did not want to consume it for a long time. He had to conserve his zhenqi. Therefore, he had to finish every match quickly and defeat his opponent at the fastest speed possible.

“Be split!”

The fist was like a fierce tiger. It let out a roar, forming a billowing wave of energy that disintegrated all of the sword qi blowing over. It began to crush the ground and emit a rumbling sound.

“Kakaka!”

The bluestone on the ground split open inch by inch, and the fist strength turned into a fierce tiger, pouncing towards Ye Wuyou angrily.

Feeling the aura like a mountain, a trace of shock flashed across Ye Wuyou’s face. The longsword twisted and changed from a thorn to a chop, wanting to split Ye Feng’s fist across the sky.

Chi!

The sword Qi sliced into the fist wind and let out a chi chi sound. The strength of the fist was still moving forward. Ye Wuyou’s body was forced back a few steps. His eyes turned cold as the sword released a resplendent light and descended again.

“Luo Hua intentionally!”

This was the fourth stance of the Falling Flower Seven Styles. The sword qi covered the sun and moon, and it was like an invisible sword formation descending towards Ye Feng.

Seeing that he was unable to defeat his opponent, Ye Feng was not surprised. His second move followed closely behind.

“Five horses dismembered!”

It was even more violent. It instantly destroyed the surrounding sword curtains and was ruthlessly crushed. The fierce True Qi was like a tiger leopard as it frantically attacked, forcing the sword Qi back inch by inch.

“What a rich true qi!”

Ye Wuyou was shocked. The sword in his hand danced again. Its shape was like a flower of heaven and earth. Countless sword lights appeared. An incomparable sword blade slashed down from the sky, wanting to break through the fist force with one move.

“Flowing Water is heartless!”

This was the fifth stance, wanting to break Ye Feng’s Bone Shattering Fist.

After obtaining the baptism of the Inscription Technique and awakening the spirit of the martial skill, the Shattered Bone Fist surpassed the scope of ordinary martial skills. Every punch could affect the power of heaven and earth, as if the invisible laws in the surroundings could be pulled in and slowly moved along with the fist technique.

“Bang, bang, bang!”

A series of explosions rang out in the air. The fist force was swept by the sword energy, making a bang sound. It was still in an unstoppable state, fiercely assaulting and destroying everything.

“Boom!”

The sword blade descended, releasing a terrifying rumbling sound. The strength of the fist was broken. Ye Feng’s eyes became angry, and the third fist appeared very quickly. This Ye Wuyou’s sword technique was indeed extraordinary, breaking through Ye Feng’s two fist strikes in succession.

“Gale and rain!”

Ye Feng’s body exploded. He took the initiative to attack. The true energy in his dantian was like a tide. It was like a dam that had broken through a dam. It poured out. The furious flood started to roar and condense into a mountain and river-like aura. It was enough to destroy all the buildings in front of him, including the sword aura.

A layer of dark clouds blew over. It was as if it was infected by Ye Feng’s aura and merged into his fist strength. This was a combination of heaven and earth. Ye Feng borrowed the power of heaven and earth to fuse the invisible laws and fist techniques together. This was a martial skill that was intelligent and capable of resonating with heaven and earth.

Time paused!

The fierce winds blew on the arena like an apocalyptic scene. Countless hurricanes formed small tornadoes. Layers of dark clouds were absorbed by the fist force, and fierce true energy finally erupted. Like a primordial fierce dragon, it mercilessly smashed into the arena.