Clam!

At this moment, Feng Xingli moved, and a sword sounded and the sword was unsheathed.

Not many people saw clearly how he drew his sword. Most people only heard a sword sound and then saw a white sword light flashing in the air.

Then, everyone saw the dense sword energy that Sun Guang cut out suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then, Sun Guang let out a muffled groan, flew out from afar, and fell on the battle platform.

What's going on?

Many people looked at each other, not knowing what happened because it happened too quickly.

Many people only saw Sun Guang launch an attack, and then saw a flash of sword light, and Sun Guang flew out.

"What happened...? Did Sun Guang lose?"

On the side, Pang Shi opened his mouth and was speechless.

Hua Chi also looked puzzled.

"Yes, Sun Guang was defeated and defeated by Feng Xinglie with one sword. Look at Sun Guang's chest, there is a wound."

Lu Ming answered.

The person next to Lu Ming hurriedly looked at it and indeed saw a deep sword mark on Sun Guang's chest, and blood kept flowing out.

Others didn't see clearly, but Lu Ming just saw clearly. Just now, Feng Xinglie drew his sword and drew his sword. He defeated all Sun Guang's attacks with one sword, leaving a wound on Sun Guang's chest.

"What a fast sword, so strong attack power."

Lu Ming's eyes flashed with a little amazement.

He concluded that Feng Xinglie's sword technique was definitely a mysterious-level martial art.

On the battle stage, Sun Guang struggled to get up, with a sense of horror on his face, and he clasped his fists and said, "I'm defeated, thank you for your mercy in junior brother Feng."

He knew that if Feng Xinglie had not retracted part of his strength just now, he would have been dead.

"Take the favor!" Feng Xinglie held his fists.

Without saying much, Sun Guang turned around and got off the battlefield and disappeared without a trace.

If he loses his previous record, his previous record will be cancelled and he needs to be accumulated again.

At this time, the middle-aged referee stepped forward and announced: "In this battle, Feng Xingli won and was on the bronze list."

With the referee's announcement, the scene was noisy.

"It was successful, Feng Xinglie succeeded. As a new disciple who has been in the past two years, the first successful attack on the Bronze List can be said to be the representative of the new disciples in the past two years."

"Awesome, Feng Xinglie is so powerful. I've been entering the Bronze List in less than two years. It's true that he is the newcomer king. In addition to him, it will take at least half a year for others who have been entering the Bronze List in the past two years to reach the Bronze List."

"Yes, Feng Xinglie, the newcomer king of the past, is extremely powerful."

"You guys say, will he continue to challenge?"

"I really hope he continues to challenge. Have you seen that most of the geniuses who are ranked thirty on the Bronze List have come."

All around were filled with admiration, and Pang Shi was also excited about Lu Ming's side.

"One day, I will also be on the Bronze List!"

Hua Chi clenched his fists and said confidently.

"Flower fanatic, I believe you can do it. You and Senior Brother Lu are fine. I don't know if I have a chance in my life."

The way Pang Shi longs for.

Lu Ming patted Pang Shi's shoulder and smiled and said, "Da Shitou, you will definitely be able to work so hard."

When Pang Shi first started, he was at the ninth level of the warrior. After more than half a year of cultivation, he had already broken through to the peak of the first level of the warrior.

Although his cultivation speed is not fast, he has a very solid foundation by step.

On the battlefield, the middle-aged referee asked: "Feng Xinglie, you are now ranked 57th on the Bronze List. You have the qualifications to challenge the genius on the Bronze List. Do you still have to continue challenging?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were gathered on Feng Xinglie, and they were very curious. Will he continue to challenge?

Feng Xinglie did not answer, seemed to be thinking.

"Who do you think Feng Xinglie will challenge if he continues to challenge?"

"This is hard to say, but he will definitely challenge those who rank forty-five on the bronze list, because this group of people belongs to the same level."

"No, and if he wants to fight today, he can only challenge the bronze genius who will be present today. Look, Duanmu Tiger, who is ranked 55th, Yao Tianyu, who is ranked 51st, Yan Xu, who is ranked 50th, and Ji Dong, who is ranked 48th, are all on the scene, and he is most likely to challenge them."

Around them, there were bursts of discussion and guessing sounds.

"Yao Tianyu?"

Lu Ming's eyes moved, and he followed the eyes of others. Sure enough, he saw Yao Tianyu in the stands in the east.

Yao Tianyu hugged his arms and sat there calmly, calm and composed.

Beside him, there were more than a dozen minions.

Like He Tie, the young man in red robes, they are all old faces.

"Senior Brother Yao, do you think Feng Xinglie will challenge you?"

A young man asked.

"have no idea!"

Yao Tianyu responded lightly.

"Then, what if Feng Xinglie challenges Senior Brother Yao, is Senior Brother Yao confident?"

The young man asked again.

"Although Feng Xinglie's Guiyuan Sword is powerful, it is not enough to challenge me!"

Yao Tianyu replied confidently.

"That's natural. Why is Feng Xinglie the opponent of Senior Brother Yao? If you overestimate your ability to challenge Senior Brother Yao, then he is looking for abuse."

The young man in red robe immediately gave him a bunch of flatteries.

Yao Tianyu smiled slightly and looked at the battle stand below.

......

On the battlefield, Feng Xinglie thought for a while and replied: "I choose to continue the challenge."

As soon as this statement was spoken, the atmosphere in the whole audience instantly exploded, and everyone stared at Feng Xinglie to see who he would challenge.

Feng Xinglie's eyes were patrolling the stands for a week, and then his eyes fell on the western stands.

"Duanmu Tiger, come down and fight!"

Fengxing said loudly.

In the western stands, a burly young man stood up, his face slightly gloomy, and said, "Feng Xinglie, are you sure you want to challenge me?"

"certainly!"

The popularity is coming.

"Haha, okay, Fengxinglie, I will make you regret your choice!"

Duanmu Tiger smiled angrily.

Challenging by someone who has just made it to the bronze list is not a glorious thing, but rather a shameful thing.

It’s very simple. Being challenged means you are weak, and this is being looked down upon.

Swish...

Duanmu Tiger jumped down from the stands, jumped several times, spanning a distance of more than 100 meters, and came to the battle stage.

The body movement is so fast that it is no weaker than Sun Guang before.

The two stood opposite each other.

"I really didn't expect that Feng Xinglie would challenge Duanmu Tiger. It's interesting now."

Not far from Lu Ming, an old disciple in his twenties said.

"Oh? Why is it interesting?"

Others asked.

Even Lu Ming, Pang Shi and others looked at him.

This old disciple suddenly attracted so many people, and felt quite proud and proud.

He coughed dryly and said, "You should have seen just now that Feng Xinglie's sword technique is very fast, and the instant burst of power is extremely powerful. This sword technique is a mysterious low-level martial art, "Guiyuan Yi Sword"."

"This kind of sword technique is extremely powerful, but it has a disadvantage. It consumes true energy. If you can't defeat the enemy with one sword, you will be in danger."

Lu Ming nodded in his heart. The Guiyuan sword was quite similar to the "Explosion" move of the Gang Musket Art.

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