Ye Chen said: "Patriarch, how long have I slept? How is the game?"

Burning Tiangang said: "It's not yet the next day's big match. During the day's game, the top twelve were decided. This is the list. Take a look."

said, threw a scroll to Ye Chen, and said: "Can you participate in tomorrow's competition with your current body?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "No problem, the patriarch does not have to worry."

Fen Tiangang nodded, said nothing, and left.

Ye Chen looked at the scroll in his hand. In the top twelve, there were four of the Lingying clan and four of the saint clan. Song Tianning was eliminated, as well as himself, Liu Ming, Long Xuan, and a genius from the Lingfeng clan.

The top twelve, almost the battle between the Celestial Sage and the Celestial Shadow!

Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief. His state has not yet reached its peak. After seeing under the scroll, he throws it aside casually, sits cross-legged, and begins to refining medicine with all his strength. He must have won the title. One!

Tianchi, he must enter the **** blood pond!

Early the next morning, Ye Chen followed Fen Tiangang to the conference venue. The rules of the third round were still the same as in the second round, with draw challenges. This time, Ye Chen had good luck and got third.

And the first and second places are a member of the Lingying clan and a member of the saint clan respectively.

Under the auspices of the burly old man, a member of the Sky Shadow clan boarded the bluestone ring, but to Ye Chen's surprise, this person actually challenged a young man of the same clan with an unnatural smile on his face.

As soon as the two came on stage, the challenger gave in.

The boy named Zhong You was promoted directly.

The challenger of the saint race, following the same method, challenged the young man named Sun Yang, and immediately gave in.

And the audience, they all seem to be surprised.

Ye Chen also suddenly, these two people must be the strongest among the Celestial Shadow and the Celestial Sage. Now among the top twelve, none of the contestants is easy to deal with.

Instead of taking the risk of competing with them for a spot, it is better to ensure that the strongest genius of the clan advances.

On the one hand, these two geniuses have not been consumed by the game, and can ensure that they are at their peak when competing for the top three. On the other hand, they have also avoided excessive exposure of their strength.

On the contrary, being able to observe the opponent in the next battle is extremely beneficial to them.

After all, even if they are facing these opponents on the field, even if they win, they will pay some price, which will affect the game tomorrow.

The first two games ended quickly, and Ye Chen finally came to the stage to challenge.

The burly old man looked at Ye Chen and said, "Ye Chen, who are you going to challenge?"

Ye Chen glanced over from Liu Ming and Long Xuan, he naturally didn't have the idea of challenging his peers now. People of Xuan Yuezong, the higher the ranking in the martial arts tournament, the better.

Finally, Ye Chen's gaze stopped on one of the saints, and he said: "I want to challenge this person."

The audience, even the contestant, all showed surprised expressions. In their thoughts, Ye Chen would definitely challenge the genius of the Lingfeng tribe, but he challenged the goddess?

The saint genius who was challenged heard the words, his face sank, and challenged him instead of the Lingfeng people?

means that in Ye Chen's opinion, he is weaker than the genius of the Lingfeng tribe?

This is simply an insult to the gods!

At this time, even though the audience was talking a lot, no one dared to mock Ye Chen anymore. Ye Chen had already proven his strength. He must have his reasons for choosing to challenge the saints.

Ye Chen didn't care about that much, he just felt that the genius of the Lingfeng tribe was stronger than this person.

For Ye Chen, he is more willing to believe in his own feelings than in the name of the so-called gods.

Those are just false names.

Ye Chen, never judge a person by a false name!

Both sides stepped onto the bluestone ring, and the burly old man announced: "Ye Chen of the Burning Sky Clan, yes, Sun Ting of the Saint Clan, the game begins!"

One side is the genius of the goddess, and the other side is the Xuan Yuezong disciple who has shown great strength. This game is enough to excite the audience. Just at the beginning, there was a deafening shout.

Sun Ting stared at Ye Chen and said, "You challenge me, why?"

He is a noble descendant of God, someone dares to challenge him?

Ye Chen smiled faintly: "Is there any reason to challenge you?"

Sun Ting looked at Ye Chen indifferently and said, "Do you know that in the hidden world, there are two tribes that are very special?"

Ye Chen looked at him playfully and said, "God?"

Sun Ting's complexion became more and more gloomy, "You know? Since you know, you still challenge me?"

Ye Chen looked at Sun Ting's arrogant eyes, and suddenly smiled, with a little disdain:

"What kind of **** goddess, in my eyes, it's just a false name. The reason I challenged you is very simple. You are weaker than the genius of the Lingfeng tribe.

Even, among the remaining contestants on the field, you are the weakest!

So I challenge you. After all, my body has not yet recovered to its peak state. Before the next game, I want to reduce consumption, and naturally I have to challenge you, the weak. "

Sun Ting glared, his eyes were bloodshot, and he roared:

"You, not only insulted me, but also insulted the name of my goddess? When I stepped you under my feet, I don't know, your mouth, will you regret saying such words."

Ye Chen smiled and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's start."

Sun Ting yelled violently, his figure flickered, and at the same time, a fist that contained extremely brutal aura permeated the venue of the martial arts competition.

"Wild Dragon Fist!"

Along with Sun Ting's shout, a dragon line fist print that looked extremely ferocious and savage, whizzed towards Ye Chen.

Sun Ting is also a genius who suppresses his cultivation at the pinnacle of Hedao!

Ye Chen looked at the roaring savage dragon, his complexion remained unchanged, he stretched his figure, avoided a certain direction, and hit a punch at the same time.

Ye Chen didn't use all his strength, his hands have not fully recovered, if he uses all his strength now, it may aggravate his injuries.

The power used by Ye Chen was even worse than that of Sun Ting.

Feeling the power weaker than himself in Ye Chen's fist mark, Sun Ting showed an arrogant smile on his face. He looked at Ye Chen mockingly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Sun Yang also said that this guy is very strong, huh, Just this strength?

is also good, I am here to clean up this garbage, maybe, there is still a chance to win the third place in the competition, and have the qualifications to enter the Tianchi!

The moment the two collided, Sun Ting's smile solidified.

Ye Chen's fist mark, a layer of golden light like water ripples!

Impact, shock, the rippled golden light, instantly penetrated into the dragon fist mark, rippling.

The next moment, this wild dragon fist mark was torn to pieces by the weaker tiger wolf fist mark!

bang!

Sun Ting made several punches in a row before eliminating the golden fist mark.

He stared at Ye Chen panting, why is this!

His punches are obviously weaker than mine, but why did I lose!

Sun Yang in the stands shook his head slightly and said, "Sun Ting, now you know, why I said Ye Chen is terrifying, right? You are not his opponent at all."

Ye Chen smiled and said: "This is the so-called goddess? You control your power too poorly. I advise you, like that Zhong Hanming, now break through the realm of good fortune.

Otherwise, even if I suppress my strength, you will not be able to survive the three moves in my hands. "

"You are not qualified, let me do my best."

The plain voice resounded!

This is Ye Chen's qualification!

(End of this chapter)