Under the arena, many of the observers looked at Pang Bo in amazement, and then at Lin Chen standing on the arena.

Among them, an inner disciple looked surprised and murmured: "Did Pang Bo lose? And, he was seriously injured by Chang Le?!"

The disciple pinched his thigh hard, and a sudden pain came, as if he suspected that he was confused.

"Pang Bo is also a disciple of the inspector. Even if he is not at the peak of Tongmai Realm, his strength is still very strong, but... Chang Le actually defeated him?"

"Chang Le's strength is so powerful? But I don't know yet!"

Below the 85th arena, many disciples are talking and looking at Chang Le in shock.

Originally, in the eyes of many disciples, it was extremely lucky to have Chang Le entered the top 100, and his ranking could only stop there. After all, Chang Le did not practice for a long time and his cultivation was only in the middle stage of the Tongzhi Realm. However, he met Pang Bo, a genius disciple who served as an inspector.

However, he did not expect that Chang Le easily knocked the latter off the arena, and the result surprised many disciples.

"It seems that we underestimated Chang Le's strength, and he should be able to reach the top fifty." A disciple said.

The referee who had been standing on the edge of the ring also had a strange look in his eyes. Then he nodded and said loudly: "The 85th arena, Chang Lesheng!

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"Chang Le, congratulations on your advancement."

The referee also spoke in a rare manner, obviously he admired Chang Le quite a bit.

Chang Le smiled faintly, bowed slightly to the referee, and then turned around and walked off the arena.

Under the ring, Pang Bo, who was knocked off the ring by Chang Le, still looked shocked. When he saw Chang Le walking down, a look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes. Just when he thought that Chang Le could not resist his most powerful attack, the dragon's tail swing, his face was suddenly filled with decadence.

You should know that the Crazy Dragon's Tail is a spirit-level intermediate martial art. When Pang Bo was serving as the inspector outside, he didn't know how many peak warriors of Tongmai Realm had defeated with this move, and their power was extremely powerful.

But even so, he still failed to defeat Chang Le, and Pang Bo was filled with decadent aura.

But soon, Pang Bo woke up from decadence, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Chang Le and said solemnly: "Chang Le, sooner or later, I will defeat you."

As he said that, Pang Bo turned around and strode out of the square.

But in the blink of an eye, his burly figure disappeared.

Chang Le touched his nose and smiled.

In fact, Pang Bo used the crazy dragon to swing his tail to attack Chang Le. Although he failed to knock Chang Le off the ring, he could also threaten Chang Le.

It can be said that Chang Le's defense power of the bronze body refining technique can barely defend Pang Bo's crazy dragon swinging its tail.

If Pang Bo can understand this trick deeper and exert greater power, then Chang Le will probably not be able to defeat Pang Bo by relying solely on the Bronze Body Refining Technique.

Turning around, Chang Le disappeared into the square under the shocked gaze of many disciples.

At the same time, the first ring match was basically over.

Especially those powerful disciples ended their first ring match early.

Of course, there are exceptions. If the two disciples have similar strengths, the competition may be longer.

In the square, many of the disciples watching the battle looked excited and talked a lot.

"So amazing!"

"Senior Brother Fu is worthy of being a genius. With just one move, he forced a genius disciple of the inspector to get off the arena."

"Yes, the most amazing people in this inner sect competition should be Senior Brother Fu, Senior Sister Shangguan, Senior Brother Hong and Senior Brother Shigang."

"Before, Senior Brother Hongqihong was in the No. 5 ring, I saw his hand lifting, and then the opponent fell off the ring. The speed was so fast that it was hard to believe."

"So amazing!"

"I don't know when I can reach this level."

There are good things in this inner sect competition, and many participating geniuses have been divided into three levels: the most outstanding genius, the inspector genius and the ordinary genius.

Fu Shijian, Hongqi, Shangguan Ming'er, Shi Gang and others are extremely talented people, even in the Southern Region, they are extremely talented people!

Listening to the discussions of the disciples around him, Chang Le couldn't help but smile and shook his head slightly.

Then, he turned around and came to a big tree, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest.

The inner goal competition has been held until now, and the first ring match was held just now. The winners in the first ring match can enter the top 50 of this year and are qualified to compete for a higher ranking.

As for those who fail, they can only compete with other disciples for the 510th to 100th place.

Since every disciple has to go through many battles, and fighting for a long time will lead to exhaustion, so there is an hour to rest between the two ring games.

Chang Le's next ring match will be held in one hour. The victory of the first ring match means that he has entered the top 50 in this inner sect competition and is qualified to compete for the top 25. He said in his heart: "The inner sect competition has been held for now, and the top 50 have basically come out. These disciples can enter the top 50 and their strength will definitely be good. If I still rely on the Bronze Body Refining Technique, I am afraid that it will be difficult to deal with it."

This bronze body refining technique is a low-level spiritual martial art. Once a warrior reaches great success, he will have extremely strong defense and attack power.

However, the peak warriors at the Tongmai Realm are of extraordinary strength. Some powerful peak warriors at the Tongmai Realm can even suppress them in the face of the Dacheng Bronze Body Refining Technique.

For example, Hua Feng encountered in the ruins of the Treasure Sect, Hua Feng was powerful. Even if Chang Le tried his best to use the Bronze Body Refining Technique, he could not control him.

But Chang Le also has his own trump card.

Whether it is the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique or the Half-Step Sword Intent, they are extremely powerful attack moves!

"Although the Demon Sword Technique is only a low-level mysterious martial art, its power is even stronger than the Bronze Body Refining Technique. With the combination of the Zhenling Sword and the Sky Eagle Transformation, even if I am an old peak disciple of Tongmai Realm, I am sure to defeat it." A hint of confidence flashed in Chang Le's eyes. After obtaining the Demon Sword Technique, he practiced hard for half a year and was already very familiar with the Demon Sword Technique, and the power it exerted was even more amazing.

Of course, if you master the third style of the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique, then the power will increase several times. When Chang Le thought of this, he couldn't help but a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "I have never used the Demon-Subduing Sword Technique with all my strength. I don't know who can force me to do all my strength!"

An hour passed quickly.

Stand up from the ground and head straight for the lottery draw in the center of the square. After a moment, he held a black token in his hand, and two big words were written on the token: No. 1!

In the inner gate square, the first arena, Chang Le stood in the center of the ring, looking at a thin young man opposite him expressionlessly.

The thin young man was at the peak of Tongmai Realm. He looked at Chang Le with a slightly surprised eyes, but soon, his face became cold and he said coldly: "It's really God is destined to take revenge. Chang Le, it seems that you are destined to be defeated by my Yang Wuying today."

The slender young man in front of him is Yang Wuying!

In the third round of knockout match, Chang Le and Yang Wuying competed. At that time, Yang Wuying was almost knocked off the arena by Chang Le and lost the qualification to advance.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly at that time and promptly knocked the remaining disciples on the ring off the ring, and there were only about 40 people left on the stage, which prevented Chang Le from being bombarded from the ring.

As soon as his eyebrows were raised, Chang Le said in a low voice: "Then let me see your strongest strength."

"Hmph, why do you need to use all your strength to deal with you?" Yang Wuying snorted coldly, then turned around to look at the referee standing on the edge of the ring.

The referee didn't talk nonsense and said directly: "Since you are all ready, then... the game will start now!"

"You surprised me very much. You actually rushed to the top fifty. But when you meet me, you have to lose... Blood Rainbow Explosion!" Yang Wuying roared angrily, and his fists suddenly roared, turning into two extremely bright red rainbows, rushing straight towards Chang Le.

"Look, Yang Wuying used this move to knock his opponent off the ring in the last ring."

"Yang Wuying seems to have a great grudge against Chang Le. As soon as he takes action, he actually uses such a powerful move."

"Yang Wuying's move is powerful. Although Chang Le's speed and attack power are good, he is only in the middle stage of Tongmai Realm after all. I don't know if he can block Yang Wuying's move." Under the ring, many disciples who had watched Yang Wuying's last game exclaimed.

In the last game, Chang Le directly ravaged the genius disciple Pang Bo, but many disciples changed their impression of Chang Le.

However, it is also obvious that this move is not Yang Wuying's strongest strength, he should have a trump card.

Unable to let Chang Le think about it carefully, Yang Wuying's fists had already appeared in front of him.

Chang Le's body shook suddenly, and immediately his body emitted a dazzling bronze light. He kicked his feet hard, stretched out his hands, and punched Yang Wuying with two punches.

The next moment, two dull roars sounded, and then they saw that both of them were retreating more than ten feet away.

"Sure enough, such a powerful body refining technique." A solemn look flashed in Yang Wuying's eyes.

Yang Wuying is a vigilant person by nature. He knew that Chang Le could reach the top 50 of the inner gate in the middle of Tongmai Realm, and it was definitely not entirely based on luck.

After all, the inner gate competition is divided into multiple links. In the previous knockout round, some disciples may be lucky to advance, but in the subsequent ring matches, there is a real fight and there is no luck at all.

In addition, in the third round of knockout match, Yang Wuying and Chang Le fought.

Therefore, Yang Wuying is still very sure of Chang Le's strength.

But even so, it only made Yang Wuying a little solemn. In his opinion, Chang Le may have some strength, but compared to him, he is naturally no match for him.

"Down!" Almost for a moment, Yang Wuying roared angrily, kicked his feet hard again, raised his fists, and blew down at Chang Le again. A strong wind blew, and a large amount of true energy moved on Yang Wuying's body.

His feet were twenty centimeters above the ground, and he looked like he was flying, running wildly, and suddenly a afterimage formed on the ring, dazzling to see.

"So fast speed." Chang Le's expression became slightly solemn, and he thought to himself: "Yang Wuying's practice of body skills has definitely reached an extremely high level. When he runs wildly, he has such a fast speed! Such speed can almost be comparable to using the Sky Eagle with all his strength."

"Absolute speed can create absolute attack power. This time, I see how you can block it!" Yang Wuying's voice was still dozens of meters away, but his body had already appeared in front of Chang Le, running rapidly, bringing a strong wind toward Chang Le.

However, just as Yang Wuying appeared in front of Chang Le, his fist was about to attack Chang Le, suddenly, a slight sound of wind sounded, and at the same time, Yang Wuying's fist was attacking him in front of him.

Yang Wuying showed a sneer on his face, looking coldly at Chang Le standing in front of him.

What he is best at is speed and uses all his strength. Even those peak warriors at Tongmai Realm with higher cultivation than him are not his opponents.

How could Changle, a disciple in the middle stage of Tongmai Realm, avoid it?

As for resistance?

What a joke, his attack can definitely be increased several times with absolute speed.

The next moment, Yang Wuying's fist attacked Chang Le's body. However... what was surprising was that his fist actually penetrated directly through Chang Le's body without any obstacles.

"This is... the afterimage!" Yang Wuying was shocked. In front of him, "Chang Le", who was originally standing in the same place, disappeared instantly as Yang Wuying's fist wind blew.

"How is it possible? Your speed is so fast than mine!" Yang Wuying was stunned for a moment, and then his face turned pale.
To be continued...