MTLNOVEL Chapter 568 (1/2)
"Too awesome! He can easily resist Pan Qiluo's terrifying moves like this!"
"I thought Pan Qiluo's move would definitely force Shen Feibai to release all his strength! I misunderstood..."
"An epic guy wants to fight a king-level strongman. Does he really want to shake a tree with an ant? Ridiculous."
"You are absolutely right. The gap between the two is already two levels apart through level. Pan Qiluo still wants to die. I really think he is Leng Feng!"
"Hehe...after this Shen Feibai's strength seems to have increased a lot! "
"Hmm! It seems that Shen Feibai should not be underestimated! He is the most popular candidate for the first place in this Youth Volunteer Competition!"
"If I had half of Shen Feibai's strength, many outer disciples and inner disciples would be circling around me! Envy..."
"Shen Feibai's strength, I think it has surpassed Zhao Yingzhuo, what a pity! Zhao Yingzhuo didn't participate this time!"
"..."
But after saying this, many disciples were surprised and shocked, thinking that Shen Feibai's strength had become stronger again.
Even, many disciples once thought that Shen Feibai had surpassed Zhao Yingzhuo, who they thought was the strongest disciple.
At the same time, the great elder Ju Yangshuo, who was sitting in the center, smiled in his eyes and kept silent.
The expressions of the third elder Leng Pujie and the seventh elder Wen Xiuzhu, who were sitting next to them, also changed slightly.
The third elder Leng Pujie and the seventh elder Wen Xiuzhu did not expect that Shen Feibai's strength had reached such a level.
This is just an ordinary king-level strength, but it can be said that it is comparable to the strength of a king-level elite.
At such a young age, Shen Feibai can be so strong. In fact, this performance alone is really extraordinary and powerful.
The elder is worthy of being the elder. Both of his disciples are so strong, which is really enviable.
As a contestant, Dong Lei has been squinting his eyes to rest. Dong Lei almost fell asleep several times...
A game player can fall asleep in the game.
This made Dong Lei feel that he had to keep himself clean and learn to say no, and not let himself be too radical and excited.
However, Dong Lei was sitting alone in the back, leaning back on the seat, and he was really comfortable and enjoying it.
The other disciples were very afraid of being implicated by this murderous guy, and they all stayed away from Dong Lei.
The direct disciples sat in the front position and would pay less attention to Dong Lei.
This also caused Shen Feibai to shock the disciples and the sound of conversation, which did not affect Dong Lei.
It was indeed quiet here...
I saw Pan Qiluo continued to hold the Feiyan Tiger Skin Hammer and used the skill of the Iron Oil Hammer again.
"Yohoo!"
Two more dazzling orange lights blasted towards the holy shield in front of Shen Feibai.
"Bang!"
The spherical holy shield cast by Shen Feibai still had no effect and no tearing.
"What? This...you..."
Instantly, Pan Qiluo's face turned pale, unable to believe the scene in front of him.
The moves and skills that he thought were the strongest would not have any effect in front of others.
It is conceivable how anxious and terrified Pan Qiluo was at this time.
"I'll give you a chance to admit defeat, are you willing!"
"Then, it's up to you!"
Shen Feibai snorted coldly at the panicked Pan Qiluo in front of him.
Then, the Seven-Star Kunwu Sword in Shen Feibai's hand once again shone.
As Shen Feibai's body flashed, the next moment, his figure appeared behind Pan Qiluo.
And, a very sharp blue light hit Pan Qiluo's body.
"Swish! Bang!"
"Ugh!..."
After hearing a muffled sound from Pan Qiluo, he kept a surprised expression on his face. His originally standing body suddenly moved, and fell back and hit the ground on the ring.
"Bang!..."
A few puffs of green smoke and dust rose slightly.
At this moment, Pan Qiluo, who was lying on the ground, had eyes full of surprise, but his body did not move, and he lost his breath and life.
Shen Feibai killed Pan Qiluo, the dignified inner disciple, with one blow.
After the elder Duan Zexiao's eyes flickered slightly, he began to speak.
"Number nine Shen Feibai! Win!"
Instantly, all the disciples and mentors present made a "hiss" sound.
And then, there was another "wow" sound.
Many disciples showed expressions of surprise and shock, and quickly talked and sighed.
"Yaoxiu! Too...too awesome, right? Shen Feibai's current strength must be much stronger than Zhao Yingzhuo!"
"Brother, I think so too. Shen Feibai is too powerful. He is the first in the qualifying round of the Qingzhi competition this year."
"The last time I saw such a scene was in the entrance examination of our Jinning College. Did you know that Leng Feng was Shen Feibai's opponent?"
"Opponent? Are you kidding me? Shen Feibai is a king-level player, and an epic-level player is just lucky! He is lucky to be able to enter the top six!"
"I mean, if Leng Feng enters the Qingzhi competition and gets the top three, will he be punished?"
"That's just a delaying tactic by the principal Duan Zengming. An epic-level player can get the top three. I'll just stand upside down and drink urine!"
"That's true. I'll have a drink too! But I think Leng Feng's strength is... Should be able to enter the top."
"I'll have two cups. I see Leng Feng is so self-righteous. Is he really invincible in Jinning College?"
"Director Wang Hongxi is just like you. He thinks Leng Feng is easy to kill. In the end, he burned himself. I have already written down the few of you who drank urine..."
"..."
In the conversation among the disciples, not only did they praise Shen Feibai's strength, but even Dong Lei, who was sitting in the back row and squinting his eyes and almost falling asleep, was pulled into the conversation.
And they all felt that although Dong Lei could kill Director Wang Hongxi.
But he was not strong enough to represent Jinning College in the Youth Volunteer Competition.
Leng Feng was just protected and sheltered by the principal Duan Zengming.
At the same time, the instructors were also communicating and sighing.
"Ah! I am ashamed to be the direct disciple of the great elder Ju Yangshuo, I am really good!"
"That's true, Shen Feibai and Zhao Yingzhuo have never embarrassed the great elder Ju Yangshuo!"
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"If I could have such a disciple, I would wake up laughing in my dreams!"
"That's not right. It would be enough if I had only one disciple, Shen Feibai. However, the strength of the master is far beyond my reach. I feel inferior to him! I feel inferior to him..."
"It's a pity for Pan Qiluo. God is jealous of the young. However, if you are a genius, just admit defeat! Save your life! It's not shameful!"
"Yes! Pan Qiluo is too self-righteous. He mistakenly thinks that his strongest strength can shake the big tree. Little does he know that he is as pitiful as an ant in front of the master!"
"Pan Qiluo, who ranks 15th among the inner disciples, eventually died on the Wuyin Arena."
"Life and death are determined by fate on the arena. Pan Qiluo doesn't value his life too much."
"..."
The instructors once again recognized and were shocked by Shen Feibai's strength.
While lamenting Shen Feibai's strength, he mocked Pan Qiluo's foolish behavior.
Among these mentors, one of them looked extremely embarrassed and angry, and more helpless.
A few people sitting next to this mentor were tactful and did not have a mocking tone.
This mentor was Yu Rui, a mentor who was already very low-key.
Since Director Wang Hongxi and Fu Yingguang were killed by Dong Lei, Yu Rui did not dare to do anything.
Yu Rui always felt uneasy in his own residence!
At one time, Yu Rui wanted to leave Jinning College, stay away from Jinning City, and hide for a while.
In the past few days, Yu Rui has been keeping a low profile and silent.
If it weren't for his favorite disciple Pan Qiluo, who participated in the preliminary round of the Youth Volunteer Competition of Jinning College.
Teacher Yu Rui would never come to the Wuyin Arena to cheer for his disciple Pan Qiluo.
Because Teacher Yu Rui knew that Dong Lei would definitely participate in the preliminary round of the Jinning College Youth Competition.
Principal Duan Zengming had already protected Leng Feng in front of everyone and said that he wanted to be in the top three of the Youth Competition.
Then, Leng Feng would definitely come to participate in the preliminary round of the Jinning College Youth Competition.
Teacher Yu Rui is suspicious and wise, how could he not be panic and uneasy, afraid of being discovered by Dong Lei!
Although Teacher Yu Rui is not the leader, he is also a participant!
Based on what Teacher Yu Rui saw and thought, if Leng Feng knew that he was a participant, he would definitely die.
As a result, his disciple Pan Qiluo was easily killed by Shen Feibai, a direct disciple of the elder of the Wu family, Ju Yangshuo.
Teacher Yu Rui, who had been impressed and pleased with his disciple Pan Qiluo's performance and fearless spirit, completely lost his color and face.
Since his disciple had been killed, Teacher Yu Rui didn't want to sit here.
So, Teacher Yu Rui left the viewing seat of the Infinite Arena in a dejected manner, half bent over.
He was afraid that he would be discovered and suspected by Dong Lei, and his life would die like Pan Qiluo.
With the end of the first game, Shen Feibai jumped off the Infinite Arena with a proud look and returned to the position where he had just sat.
Attracting many disciples' shouts and the appreciation of the teachers, Shen Feibai was in a good mood.
Ju Yangshuo, the great elder who was the master, also stroked his beard, nodded, and smiled slightly.
At the same time, Pan Qiluo, who had become a corpse, was quickly moved away from the Wuyin Arena by some inner disciples who were responsible for miscellaneous work and could get some points.
Because Pan Qiluo did not have his own family and various forces behind him.
And his master, Teacher Yu Rui, had already fled and did not care about Pan Qiluo's body at all.
Fellow brothers and sisters would not take over and bury Pan Qiluo, a corpse that was no longer of any use.
Even if some junior brothers and sisters had a very good relationship with Pan Qiluo before.
But Pan Qiluo was already dead, and they thought it was just a burden, so how could they care!
Therefore, the body of Pan Qiluo was moved to a mass grave outside Jinning College.
After the bombardment of the inner disciples, a deep pit was blasted out, and then they were buried casually.
These inner disciples were quite righteous, at least they dug a pit for Pan Qiluo to bury him.
Just like Fang Yu and Jia Xinpeng, there was not even a slag left...
Next, Instructor Jia Caipan continued to call out the disciples who were randomly drawn on the wall.
"Number 18! Gao Feiyu!"
"Number 73! Feng Gaoya!"
Gao Feiyu was the fourth among the inner disciples, and although Feng Gaoya was not ranked among the direct disciples,
Feng Gaoya's strength was at the quasi-king level, which was not something Gao Feiyu could deal with.
As Gao Feiyu and Feng Gaoya competed with each other on the boundless arena, a figure flew backwards from the air and crashed into the arena.
"Bang!..."
"Sigh!..."
Gao Feiyu spat out blood and raised his hand to admit defeat while struggling to get up.
Feng Gaoya stopped and wiped the armor inside the robe of his direct disciple and the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Gao Feiyu was quite capable and caused Feng Gaoya to suffer a little injury.
Feng Gaoya was the same as Dong Lei and many direct disciples. The robes of their direct disciples were not their equipment.
The real equipment was the equipment inside their direct disciple robes, which was their armor.
In the voice of the tenth elder Duan Zexiao, the direct disciple Feng Gaoya also successfully advanced to the next round of the competition.
Due to the ranking problem, Feng Gaoya's next opponent will be Shen Feibai, the first candidate of this qualifying competition.
It is conceivable that when Feng Gaoya saw his number ranking and saw the first contestant, his face was so pale and helpless.
Even the defeated Gao Feiyu was the same.
He only knew his opponent's number plate, and didn't know who his opponent was.
Gao Feiyu thought that he could at least enter the next round, but he lost any chance after meeting his direct disciple Feng Gaoya.
When Feng Gaoya returned to his position, he had no joy at all and his face was gloomy.
And the disciples and mentors also sighed and expressed regret.
After all, no one thought that Feng Gaoya could beat Shen Feibai.
In the next contest, the disciples will also meet Shen Feibai with victory.
Therefore, in the first few contests, the victorious disciples did not say anything happy.
For them, at most they can only reach the top 64 and top 30.
In other words, the possibility of the disciples in the upper half of the area to enter the finals of the qualifying competition is extremely slim.
Time keeps moving, and many disciples go to the boundless arena to compete.
Because there is still a level gap between the strength of the direct disciples and the inner disciples and core disciples.