
The inner disciple selection continued, Loin Gu had to accept that he could not become an inner disciple any time soon, he had to wait for the next opportunity.
Yet he could still hope to enter the top eight, and earn a consolation prize.
"It is very dear, even though Loin Gu has been very trying. But who would have thought that his luck was so bad that it made him meet a rank one outer disciple in the round of twelve great."
Zhou Fan glanced at Yin Cun, for some reason this time the young man supported Loin Gu. Usually Yin Cun became the first person to oppose what Loin Gu did.
Yin Cun narrowed her eyes, she returned Zhou Fan's gaze with a second batch of shoulders. "What's? I just feel like he's like us, a new student."
Zhou Fan no longer cared about Yin Cun, he looked up at the arena, there was already a person with a familiar face.
"Feng Xiao." Yin Cun said as she looked up at the arena.
"By the way, his surname was Feng, was there any connection with Feng's person back then?" Zhou Fan recalled there was another person surnamed Feng in his memory.
"Feng Shuo?"
Zhou Fan shrugged both of his shoulders, who knew what his name was, that there was clearly another valuable Feng. It was probably true that he was named Feng Shuo.
Above the arena, Feng Xiao faced off against a one-star emperor realm fighter, he was one level above his opponent, and that made him extremely confident.
"Come here!"
Feng Xiao swung his sword, as if he was looking down on the opponent before him.
The thirty-year-old man who was Feng Xiao's opponent groaned furiously, he was also a top ten disciple, although no better than Feng Xiao he had an inferior self-esteem.
With his dreadlocks the man pulled out a pair of axes, he twisted the axe with both hands.
The dreadlocked man did not waste a chance, let the opponent underestimate him, adding to the level of victory he had.
While darting, the dreadlocked man suggested an axe right towards the head. But Feng Xiao's sword stood there, stopping the axe that could at times crush his head.
"Weak!" Feng Xiao smiled sneered, he pushed the sword and instantly made a slash.
The dreadlocked man staggered back, seeing the attack heading towards him he crossed the axe in front of the chest.
Prangs...
The axe in his hand trembled, the difference in strength was very obvious he could feel. But it was not his nature to give up, he jumped avoiding the incision of the sword that kept moving.
Feng Xiao from time to time continued to display a sneering smile, he attacked while suppressing the opponent with a play of expression.
Dozens of attacks have been released, the condition of the dreadlocked man is not good, his body is more with reddish-colored carvings.
"It's time to end this." Feng Xiao said arrogantly, as if he could finish the fight as he wished.
The dreadlocked man groaned furiously, but he realized he would not be able to withstand Feng Xiao's attack any longer, the confidence that had previously mastered his determination slowly eroded and devoured completely.
Feng Xiao lunged at him by pointing his sword straight ahead. The dreadlocked man spontaneously put the ship in front of his body, he formed a shield with the rest of his strength.
"Ubsupply!" Feng Xiao shouted, with it from the tip of his sword out the lion's head, pouncing towards the dreadlocked man.
A baam!
A great explosion occurred, dust flew down all the students who watched. On top of the arena, Feng Xiao was already standing without an opponent. The dreadlocked man crashed out with many bruises.