C172 Final Challenge

One morning, the jump was big. The competition had been going on for nearly 300 rounds, and each match was worth a lot of money. Ever since Yuwen Lang went on stage, he had been challenging all the way without showing any signs of losing.

However, after more than a hundred battles, no matter how strong a person was, they would still be exhausted. It was noon, and the competition had stopped for a period of time.

"Yuwen Jian, defeat them all, don't leave them to that old witch. " While resting, Mingsi found Yuwen Lang and said with a laugh. However, Yuwen Lang did not express his stance. Instead, he looked at Mingsi seriously, "Are you really recuperating these two days?"

Yuwen Lang knew what he was going to do with the sword strike that was aimed at Mingsi. Although the sword Qi was powerful, it wasn't enough to injure Mingsi so badly that he needed to recuperate for such a long time. Furthermore, Mingsi didn't look like he had suffered any serious injuries at all.

Mingsi knew that Yuwen Lang was as smart as a monkey, and he would not be able to hide it from him. Previously, he had told Chen Ziming about the incident in the Small Spiritual World, but Ziming only felt that it was interesting. He did not continue to ask about it.

When Mingsi told Yuwen Lang about the Small Spiritual World, the latter seemed very shocked.

"What is it? You know about the Small Spiritual World?" Mingsi asked when he saw Yuwen Lang's expression.

Yuwen Lang nodded his head slightly, "There is one person in my clan who has gained enlightenment. He was also picked up by the Small Spiritual World a few years ago. "

Mingsi was slightly surprised when he heard that. He did not expect that there were people who had gained enlightenment in the Yuwen Clan. Mingsi thought that Yuwen Lang was a native of the Northern Margin Region, and that the Northern Margin Region was located in the northernmost part of the continent. The person who had gained enlightenment in his tribe should have been picked up by the Small Spiritual World in the Northern Sea.

"How is it? How does it feel to compete with senior brothers and sisters?" Mingsi was very curious as he was unable to enter the arena.

"It's not like you haven't competed with senior brothers and sisters before. " Yuwen Lang rolled his eyes at Mingsi, feeling that there was nothing much to say. After all, the two of them had done many things in the Heavenly Tower to challenge intermediate and senior students.

Mingsi scratched his head and said with a smile, "That's true. "

"You can just watch from the side in the afternoon. You have no chance of competing. " Yuwen Lang looked at Mingsi's expression and couldn't help but tease him. Mingsi also heavily sighed a few times in response to this.

"Humph! Humph! Humph! I can't let you stay undefeated!" Mingsi was laughing in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. The two of them played around for a while and then went to cultivate.

There were only over a hundred matches in the afternoon. The remaining over a hundred senior students were gradually approaching the peak of their level. Therefore, when the afternoon competition began, Yuwen Lang's earlier momentum of challenging with irresistible force slowed down, and the intensity of the competition also gradually became intense.

At that time, he was at the middle level. The competition that lasted the longest was the match between Yuwen Lang and Mingsi. Both of them had extremely strong Spiritual Qi, and both of them refused to admit defeat. They fought until they were exhausted, and only then did they use their trump cards. In the end, Yuwen Lang won slightly and defeated Mingsi, but at the same time, he fell into a coma, and had no chance to compete for a higher ranking competition.

In the end, the academy gave Yuwen Lang the third rank. Although no one refuted this, there were still many people who had doubts, because they did not think that Yuwen Lang would easily lose to the two girls who were ranked first and second.

Especially during the chaotic battle earlier, Yuwen Lang used the blood red Spatial Transference Technique to shock a senior student. At the same time, it also shocked countless students present. This kind of strength was the same as the two girls, both of them were terrifying.

The Southern Pearl Institute wanted to be bigger. Not only had they arranged for many instructors to monitor the competition, they had also prepared a large amount of medicinal pills and supplements for the students participating in the competition, which allowed the competition to proceed smoothly.

Mingsi propped his chin up in the audience seats and looked at the competition below. His heart was somewhat itchy. After all, just watching was not enough. Lamu flew slowly beside him, looking very fast. He looked alive.

"Oh right, Ramu, that day. . . How did you manage to pass through the protective light barrier and enter the dojo?" Mingsi suddenly raised his head, grabbed Lamu and asked.

"La Mu, La Mu, La Mu!" Lamu seemed to be trying his best to explain. He looked very serious, but Mingsi looked helpless. "Can't you just learn how to talk?"

"Lamu!" Ramu frowned slightly when he heard that.

"That's right. I forgot that you're just a Spirit Beast. Mingsi felt that he was a little funny. He actually asked Lamu to speak.

But when this expression fell into Lamu's ears, it was as if he was laughing at him. Lamu immediately jumped up and continuously smashed Mingsi's head. Mingsi grabbed Lamu and continuously rubbed him. But this action of his seemed to be very enjoyable for Lamu. This made Mingsi very angry and helpless. He then threw Lamu to Yem Yutine, who was not far away.

"Go to the side and stay cool. " Mingsi had been watching the competition as a spectator. At this moment, he was already feeling a little depressed. He did not want to continue playing with Lamu.

"Why are you so fierce?! A heartless guy!" Yem Yutine saw Mingsi's rude actions and scolded him coldly.

" Tch! " Mingsi coldly snorted and ignored her. Instead, he narrowed his eyes and casually swept his gaze across the Spiritual Martial Field.

After the afternoon competition began, Yuwen Lang once again fought a few dozen more matches. From the looks of it, he seemed to be invincible. This caused quite a number of students to be shocked.

"This kid has been fighting nearly 300 battles since morning, but he still hasn't lost! One must know that his opponent is a high-level elite!"

"This is too terrifying. When I saw him fight Hwang Mingsi that day, I thought that was his limit. I never thought that his stamina would be so strong. "

"What he said about his hind legs is right, but his explosive force is also very shocking. Have you forgotten how many times he instantly killed his opponent in these three hundred rounds?"

For a moment, the audience began to discuss among themselves.

"It's not a loss to lose to such a guy. Next to Mingsi, Ling Zehong had already recovered from his injuries. He looked at Yuwen Lang on the stage, as if he was comforting himself and comforting Mingsi, who had also lost to Yuwen Lang.

Mingsi and Ling Zehong looked at each other and curled their lips. They had lost the competition. Mingsi did not deny it, but he was more or less unconvinced in his heart. Since the first time he had seen Yuwen Lang, Yuwen Lang's arrogant expression had been lingering in his heart. Although the two of them had a good relationship, However, Mingsi was also a little strong. He hoped that he could defeat this Yuwen Lang who had a strong background one day.

His heart was filled with complicated emotions. Mingsi didn't reply to Ling Zehong's words. Instead, he let out a sigh and watched the competition once again.

The battle on the martial arena had become extremely intense. Every battle had lasted for quite a long time, but the rest of the battles didn't last long. It was only when Yuwen Lang challenged the top five of the high rank that his momentum gradually slowed down.

Wu Ling Chong, the strong-willed young man who had jumped ranks last year, had been defeated by Yuwen Lang. In this competition, the two of them had an intense fight.

Tian Keke, the fourth ranked student in the middle rank last year, had an elegant movement technique and superb fighting techniques. She had only used one move, and in the end, she was successfully caught by Yuwen Lang. She actually admitted defeat on her own accord, allowing Yuwen Lang to continue his challenge.

The top five of the high ranks had already been defeated by Yuwen Lang by two. At this moment, everyone was breaking out in a cold sweat for Yuwen Lang, because at this moment, the latter's body was already full of injuries. Even with the replenishment of medicinal pills, it was still difficult for him to fully recover.

The top two of the high ranks were Ling Zesheng and Ling Zexiong. These two were older than the previous year. Compared to the top two and third place of the middle rank, their strength was outstanding. The first of the middle rank in that year's competition was Ye Qingyun.

However, no one mentioned Ye Qingyun at this moment. Although he was the only person in the whole academy who could be compared to Guu Yulou, he didn't come back after going to the Heavenly Tower Conference. Everyone seemed to have a tacit understanding. Although they occasionally sighed, they didn't mention him often.

There were three sons in the Ling Family, and their sons were extraordinary. Ling Zehong, who was the youngest in the year, was in the middle level. Although he only ranked fifth in the competition, it was already very impressive.

What made people sigh was that Yuwen Lang was finally defeated in the last two matches. In that match, the one he was fighting was the second son of the Ling family's third son, Ling Zexiong.

Yuwen Lang was injured, but he didn't last long in this match. After a fierce match, Yuwen Lang slowly lowered the pace of the match. In the end, he sighed and withdrew from the match.

Mingsi didn't feel any joy when he saw Yuwen Lang's defeat. Instead, he also sighed for Yuwen Lang, "Yuwen, this kid didn't use the forbidden technique. I'm afraid he has consumed a lot of energy, and it's not worth it. " Mingsi knew that Yuwen Lang had another technique that he had heard about. It was a secret technique of the family. It was called the Blood God Guide, and it was mysterious and strange. Its power was astonishing.

Lee Yuehuan walked onto the martial stage with a displeased expression. Her eyes seemed to be filled with anger, but her face was cold to the extreme. Such an expression was somewhat funny in the eyes of the crowd. They still remembered the small episode she had with Yuwen Lang and Mingsi.

Hence, Lee Yuehuan vented her anger on Ling Zexiong. The two of them had just started fighting when they used a vicious move. As the spiritual energy spread out, it seemed as if they did not want to hold back as they looked at the crowd in the audience stands and kept exclaiming.

"Although this female man is savage, But her strength is not just for show. She is actually able to firmly suppress Ling Zexiong by one head. "

The competition ended amidst the exclamations of the crowd. Ling Zexiong, who was ranked second among the high ranks, was defeated after just one match. However, the crowd did not look down on his strength at all. This was because everyone had seen it with their own eyes. It was very interesting. Lee Yuehuan was also covered in injuries after the competition.

The last match was fought by Ling Zesheng, the number one of the high ranks.

This battle was out of everyone's expectation, because Lee Yuehuan, who had just recovered, was defeated by Ling Zesheng not long after she got on the stage.

Ling Zesheng had jumped ranks in the last competition. In the competition, the strength that he had displayed was still vaguely remembered. Although he was strong, he was still far from being comparable to Ye Qingyun and Guu Yulou. However, his battle mind and his strange photographic movement technique at that time were still fresh in many people's minds.

In the competition with Lee Yuehuan, his advantages were displayed to the fullest extent. Not long after he used the famous photographic movement technique of the Light Spiritual Qi, Lee Yuehuan was stunned. Although the latter was similarly powerful, in the end, it was still Ling Zesheng who had a higher level of skill and steadily knocked Lee Yuehuan out of the arena.

"A high level name is not something that you can easily shake. " After Ling Zesheng defeated Lee Yuehuan, His words caused the crowd to boil with excitement. Especially the high level students. They were already unhappy that they were defeated by the middle level students. In addition to what Lee Yuehuan had said about leaving a few for her, many of the senior students were filled with anger.

At this moment, Ling Zesheng's words could be said to have given the senior students a huge sigh of relief.

"Good job, Ling Zesheng!" Some students gave Ling Zesheng a thumbs up.

"So handsome! He's so handsome!" Many of the female students also let out envious screams.

However, this was not the peak.

In the final competition, Ceng Yuyuan, the winner of the mid-level competition, went to battle. And this competition was the one that made everyone gasp in amazement. It was unprecedentedly intense. Zeng Yuyuan did not participate in many battles, so not many people had a great impression of her. However, after this match, everyone truly witnessed how terrifying she was.

Especially Zeng Yuyuan's final move. Her long hair actually turned white, and then ice and snow fell on the martial arts field, causing Ling Zesheng to exhaust all of his abilities and fight with all his might until he was seriously injured.

"Ling Zesheng's Video Confusion is too unsolvable. If it can't break this move of his, no matter how powerful it is, it will still be a lie. " When everyone saw Zeng Yuyuan's defeat, they all sighed endlessly.

In the last few matches, Ling Zexiong and Zeng Yuyuan were defeated after just one match. However, no one doubted the strength of the two of them. They were both tough and unyielding!

However, in the end, it was still Ling Zesheng who had a higher level of skill and defended the high rank students.

At this moment, the tens of thousands of students in the martial arts field cheered, especially the high level students. Many of them even shouted until their throats became hoarse and cried tears of joy.

However, just as everyone thought that this year's competition was going to be big. . . When the competition had ended, a figure jumped out from the audience seats, and after counting a few times in the air, he steadily landed on the martial arts field.

Instantly, everyone was stunned. The martial arts field, which had been noisy a moment ago, had a momentary silence at this moment.

While the entire place was silent, Mingsi took a deep breath. He puffed out his chest and said slowly, "The competition is not over yet. I represent the middle-ranked students in continuing the challenge! "