In the next competition, Feng Jingyu also observed the strength of each group to judge his next winning rate.

"The 17th vs. the 18th." Deacon Liu shouted.

On the 17th is Zhao Ningning, and on the 18th is Li Qing's disciple.

After the two entered the arena, Zhao Ningning smiled charmingly at Li Qing's disciple, and said, "Brother Xue, you can let someone out in this competition."

This sound made people feel numb all over, and Li Qing's disciples were suddenly fascinated by this sound. With Zhao Ningning's face, Li Qing's disciples couldn't find North at all.

Li Qing saw that his disciple was so unsure, and immediately furious: "It's really useless."

At this time, Zhao Ningning suddenly shot, and his body speed was extremely fast. Li Qing's disciple was stunned for a moment. Before he could react, he was directly beaten out by Zhao Ningning with a punch and fell into the ring.

When everyone saw this scene, the corners of their mouths twitched.

Feng Jingyu shook his head speechlessly, is this okay?

"Zhao Ningning wins." Deacon Liu said: "No. 19 vs. No. 20."

After Deacon Liu finished speaking, Feng Jingyu stepped onto the ring. His opponent No. 20 was not a disciple of the four famous teachers, but disciples of other teachers.

After entering the ring, Feng Jingyu had no other words to say, and directly burst out his spiritual energy, and then rushed like lightning, and instantly arrived in front of the disciple.

The disciple was surprised, this speed is too fast, right?

The disciple immediately burst out his spiritual energy, but he didn't have time to shoot, and his body flew out, and he was defeated very quickly.

Everyone was in an uproar. After so many games, it was the second one to lose very sharply.

The first one was defeat in Zhao Ningning's hands, but that wasn't a fair way, so it was not surprising, but this time, Feng Jingyu defeated his opponent so neatly, and everyone was shocked.

"Wind Jingyu wins." Deacon Liu said: "No. 21 vs. No. 22."

Feng Jingyu stepped off the ring, and Zhao Ningning smiled and said, "Brother Feng, somehow save someone some face."

"The battle itself is cruel. If I give him face this time, I will harm him in the future life and death battle." Feng Jingyu smiled.

Zhao Ningning said, "Then they have to thank you?"

"Thanks no more, do good deeds from Lei Feng, I am living Lei Feng." Feng Jingyu said with a serious face.

Zhao Ningning frowned and said, "Live Lei Feng? Who is Lei Feng?"

"A good person." Feng Jingyu smiled.

Zhao Ningning did not continue to ask any more, and then said: "If we are going to compete for a while, you have to let others."

Feng Jingyu smiled and said: "Senior Sister Zhao has spoken, I just abstained."

"So simply." Zhao Ningning said.

Feng Jingyu smiled and said, "Why do you bother to do it?"

"Or you are sensible." Zhao Ningning smiled satisfied.

At this time, the battle on the ring is also in full swing. The battle starts quickly and ends quickly. Many people don't want to lose. Once they lose a game, one point will be deducted. In this way, they want to accumulate. Ten is not so easy.

The first round is over. People who have a book have accumulated one point, and half of them not only don't have points, but they deduct one point.

By the second round of the competition, it has been replaced by the number one and the three, and the two and the fourth.

Song Yuecheng also ended the battle decisively in the second round, gaining one point.

With a smile on Lu Yue's face, as long as he maintained such a chance of winning, it would not be so difficult for Song Yuecheng to get ten points first.

Subsequently, Luo Yu lost a game in the second game, deducted one point, and the points were zero.

Zhao Ningning didn't use beauty tricks this time, instead relying on his own strength to kill opponents in seconds, accumulating two shares.

Seeing this result, the smile on Lu Yue's face became even brighter.

Feng Jingyu's opponent this time was No. 21, and No. 21's opponent was Dong Lei's disciple, and his realm was also on the third floor of the Lingtai realm.

When Dong Lei saw that Feng Jingyu met his disciple, and the realm was the same, his face was drooped. Dong Lei could already predict the result of this battle.

After Feng Jingyu entered the ring, he still maintained the same style as before. He shot decisively and slammed his opponent out of the ring with a single punch. He didn't give him any face, nor did he give Dong Lei any face.

Dong Lei cursed in his heart: "Little bastard, he didn't save face so much. I knew it earlier. If you don't recruit you to start, you have no conscience at all."

"Feng Jingyu wins." Deacon Liu shouted: "Number 20 vs. Number 22."

In the next battle, everyone will go all out and don't want to give the opponent any chance. Although it is not as straightforward as Feng Jingyu, the battle is very fierce.

By noon, five rounds had already been fought. Feng Jingyu had won five games in a row, Song Yuecheng had four wins and one loss, Zhao Ningning had won five games, and Luo Yu had three wins and two losses.

Approaching noon, there is a two-hour break in the middle.

Lu Yue summoned Feng Jingyu and several people to her side and said, "Today's performance is okay, Feng Jingyu, Zhao Ningning, you continue to maintain this record, and you will be able to advance soon. Song Yuecheng, you can get ten points. , You must be careful in the next battle."

"Luo Yu, now you can't fail, you can still catch up, take a good rest at noon, and go down to show 100% energy."

"Yes." Song Yuecheng nodded.

After it was gone, Feng Jingyu walked towards Feng Qingwu, and Feng Qingwu also came hopping over, saying: "Brother Jingyu, you are awesome, you have won five games in a row, and you have won five games in a row in Group A. Not much of it."

Feng Jingyu smiled and said: "You have to cheer this time, can you lose the face of the Feng family?"

"Don't worry, I will definitely work hard. I must rush to the top ten." Feng Qingwu said with a fist.

After resting for two hours, the competition continued. In the afternoon competition, everyone was more desperate than before, and the intensity of the battle was even more shocking.

But despite this, many people are still conserving their strength and don't want to consume too much, otherwise they may have a greater chance of defeat in the latter part.

Feng Jingyu maintained his consistent style as always, winning with one blow and becoming the focus of attention in Group A.

"This guy seems to have never seen him before. When did he enter the inner door? How could he be so powerful?"

"He hasn't met a real opponent yet. After meeting Senior Brother Wu Yun, his winning streak will be broken."

"Senior Brother Wu Yun has reached the fifth level of the Lingtai Realm. He is only at the third level of the Lingtai Realm. Meeting Senior Brother Wu Yun will definitely be defeated."

Many disciples are talking about it, whether it is Group A or Group B, they are extremely concerned about Feng Jingyu, and they are also envy and hate.

A disciple just now has such a performance, so why are they disciples who have been in the sect for many years so embarrassing?

"The 19th is against the 26th." Deacon Liu said.

Feng Jingyu stepped onto the ring, and the opponent was Dong Lei's disciple, named Wu Yun, who had a very good reputation in the Inner Sect, and his strength was also very strong. He had reached the fifth level of the Lingtai Stage.

After several rounds of observation, Feng Jingyu also knew that Wu Yun's strength was very strong, so this time he wanted to win, it was impossible for him to beat his opponent with one punch as before.

"I really want to know how much you can do." Wu Yun calmly looked at Feng Jingyu and said.

Feng Jingyu said: "Then you are optimistic."

Feng Jingyu rushed to Wu Yun in an instant, at extremely fast speed, Wu Yun snorted, aura burst out, the power of thunder surged all over his body, and turned into a flash of lightning.

"God Thunder Palm!" Feng Jingyu roared, his palms shot out, and the power of thunder exploded in the palm of his hand.

Wu Yun also used both palms to shoot, using the same spiritual skills, Wu Yun was very confident, Feng Jingyu absolutely couldn't bear his palm.

There are two levels of difference between their realms, the same spiritual skills, different realms used, the power is completely different.

boom!

The two collided together, and two waves of thunder burst out, making a violent roar.

"This guy will lose." Someone sneered.

"Dare to face Brother Wu Yun, do you really think you can win with one punch every time?"

Lu Yue also showed a solemn color. After all, Wu Yun's realm was on the fifth floor of the Lingtai realm. After this collision, it would definitely not take any advantage.

Just when everyone felt that Feng Jingyu was bound to lose, everyone saw that Feng Jingyu and Wu Yun both retreated at the same time.

"What? He actually made Senior Brother Wu Yun retreat?"

"What's the matter? My eyes are not blooming, right?"

Under the ring, so many pairs of eyes were staring, and I couldn't believe it.

The fifth and third elders who were watching the battle suddenly moved slightly on their expressionless faces, and they were also a little surprised.

"This disciple doesn't seem to have seen it before, when did he come to the inner door?" The Fifth Elder muttered to himself.

The third elder said: "You don't know when such a disciple appears in the inner gate, how do you manage the inner gate?"

The tone of the third elder's speech carried an irresistible majesty, and the fifth elder trembled in his heart and said: "Brother taught you right."

"Finally, I saw a guy who can catch my eye." The Third Elder said, "Is this Lu Yue's disciple?"

The fifth elder hesitated and said: "It should be."

The third elder said: "I'm really curious, whether he can win this battle in the end."

"There are two levels of difference, and it is absolutely impossible to win." The Fifth Elder said with certainty.

"It is indeed a difference of two realms, but the boy's aura is very light and big, and he has a feeling of giving up to me, facing Wu Yun who is two realms higher than the slightest fear, and his temperament is very good." The elder commented.

"Brother fancy this kid?" the fifth elder asked.

"Let's talk about it after watching this battle." The Third Elder did not answer directly.