One palm settles one more, seeking collection

  "Group A, Match 1, No. 1 vs No. 2!"

  "Group two, match one, number one versus number two!"

  "Group 3, Match 1, ……"

  At the shout of the law enforcement elder, one by one, the inner disciples who had drawn No. 1 and No. 2 walked up to their respective platforms and began fighting with their opponents.

  The inner door trial began soon, and the disciples of the Double Blade Sect appeared one after another. For a time, the blades clashed, various methods intersected, and almost several rounds came to a white-hot stage.

  Soon, Lingyun stepped onto the stage.

  Lingyun's opponent had a cultivation level of two layers in the Refining Soldier Realm, which was slightly higher than Lingfeng's.

  "Sudden rain and violent wind!"

  Supreme, palm emerges from the clouds, palm wind howls like a wild wind, momentum is extremely violent, with a slap, it brings up a strong shockwave, shaking the dust on the ground to fly around.

  One palm swung out, his body leaped up, slapping towards his opponent.

  Bang!

  The fierce palm wind heavily slammed into his opponent's abdomen, and the inner door disciple's body retreated continuously, finally stopping at the edge of the platform.

  One palm strike defeated his opponent, Lingyun calmly retracted his hand, with a smile on his face looking at his opponent.

  "Thanks for sparing me, Brother Ling! Zhou Lei admits defeat!"

  That inner disciple saw Ling Yun withdraw his hand and knew that his chance of winning had greatly increased, so he immediately conceded.

  Lingyun smiled lightly and followed the inner door disciple down from the platform.

  "First group, 21st match, Ling Yun wins!"

  Under the stage, the law enforcement elder in charge of recording the trial results shouted loudly.

  Down from the stage, Lingyun rushed towards Li Ke, "Not bad, the opponent isn't very strong!"

  "Ah!"

  Li Ke nodded and seriously said to Ling Yun: "You can't use the military soul now, if you encounter a slightly stronger opponent, just choose to admit defeat! After all, you are already a core disciple!"

  "I know!"

  Lingyun also nodded in agreement.

  The competition on the field continued, and Li Ke's draw was relatively late, so his time to go on stage was also delayed. However, these competitions were very quick, some of which ended in just a few minutes, but there were also those that were evenly matched, requiring half an hour to determine the winner.

  "Group ten, one hundred thirty-one versus one hundred thirty-two!"

  Soon, the tenth group arrived at Feng Er Dao's stage, and Li Ke and Ling Yun followed.

  "I wonder what expression Lin Zhou will have when he sees Feng Shixiong go on stage!" Ling Yun said with a smile, following Li Ke's side.

  "It's definitely more embarrassing than eating a dead mouse!"

  Li Ke smiled lightly, and between their conversation, they arrived at the platform below the tenth group.

  At this time, Feng Erdao also boarded the platform.

  "Brother Feng!"

  "Brother Feng!"

  Feng Erdao had just stepped onto the platform, and the audience below suddenly erupted into thunderous applause. Feng Erdao had defeated Lin Zhou, a ranked inner disciple, just yesterday, and his reputation could be said to have already surpassed Lin Zhou's at this point.

  "Haha! Big brother, look quickly, Lin Zhou's face is green!"

  Lingyun didn't care about the competition on the platform at this time, his eyes were fixed tightly on the area where the inner door ranking disciples were, and when Lin Zhou saw Feng Erdao climb onto the tenth group of trial platforms, his whole face turned green in an instant, and it seemed like there was even a wisp of smoke coming out of his head, clearly he was so angry that he couldn't bear it.

  "It's you! Feng Shixiong!"

  On the platform, when Feng Erdao's opponent saw that his opponent was him, his face also turned iron-green in an instant, but it was much better than Lin Zhou.

  "Bad luck! I ran into such a tough opponent in the first match! I give up!"

  That inner disciple was helpless and could only choose to admit defeat. After all, Feng Erdao, no matter what, was the one who defeated Lin Zhou, the first place in last year's tenth group. With his skills, he couldn't even beat Lin Zhou, let alone Feng Erdao.

  As soon as he saw his opponent, he simply conceded defeat. Feng Erdao shook his shoulders and directly descended from the platform.

  "Group Ten, Match Sixty-Six, Feng Erdao wins!"

  The scene that unfolded on the platform was clearly seen by the law enforcement elder, who saw Feng Erdao's opponent admit defeat without a fight, and then let out a loud shout.

  "Next match, number 133 versus number 134!"

  "Brother Feng, didn't you see just now? The moment you stepped onto the platform, Lin Zhou's face turned green like something, just as Big Brother said, like he had eaten a dead mouse!"

  Lingyun saw the wind and two knives came down, he rode forward on his horse, laughing loudly as he vividly described Lin Zhou's expression.

  "Haha!"

  Hearing Lingyun's description, Feng Erdao couldn't help but smile.

  In this way, time passed very quickly, and before I knew it, the afternoon had already arrived.

  The ninth group's platform.

  "Next match, 203 vs 204!"

  "Big brother, it's your turn!"

  Lingyun stood beside Li Ke and said confidently.

  "Ah!"

  Li Ke nodded and walked up onto the platform.

  "Threefold refinement of martial arts, profound knowledge of armory!"

  Li Ke had just stepped onto the stage when his opponent hastily reported his identity.

  "Li Ke, Iron Horse Room!"

  Li Ke's eyes scanned the area, his gaze falling on his opponent. His opponent was a bald-headed youth with a strong aura of wildness about him. He rubbed his shiny head, and in his hand gleamed a large red cleaver.

  This large chopping knife has a bright blade, with nine out of ten being tempered into shape, which is exactly the third level of refining soldiers.

  "You're Li Ke!"

  The bald young man's face changed as soon as he heard Li Ke say his own name, and he burst out laughing: "I've heard of you, you're the Li Ke who claims to become the first in the inner door and then challenge the core disciple Zhang Hao!"

  "Not bad!"

  "Hmph! Then you probably won't have this chance again, you're going to lose to me right now!"

  The bald young man suddenly charged forward, heading straight for Li Ke. The red large chopping knife in his hand had a sharp blade that shone brightly. The bald young man's momentum was extremely fierce, and his feet heavily stomped on the platform, producing a dull "thud" sound.

  "Brush!"

  A flash of knife light, the bald-headed youth's hands tightly grasped the large chopping knife and drew a thick arc, directly chopping towards Li Ke's head.

  "Cut off the mountains and rivers!"

  With one hand holding a heavy sword and accompanied by a loud shout, the momentum suddenly surged.

  Facing such a fierce blow, Li Ke lightly shook his head and his body flashed out in an instant, only to see a golden shadow flash by from afar. The next second, a "bang" sound rang out.

  A golden figure was blown flying in mid-air.

  "Clang!"

  The red giant axe crashed heavily onto the platform, producing a crisp and clear sound.

  "Boom..."

  A loud crash echoed through the air as the bald-headed youth's body heavily slammed onto the platform, causing dust to wildly dance in all directions.

  "I lost!"

  The bald-headed youth on the ground stared at his own hands in incredulity, and the Soul Reaper's large cleaver in his hand had been shaken off he didn't know when.

  Simple, direct, kill in seconds!

  He didn't even see how his opponent made their move!

  One shot settles it!

  "Group Nine, Match One Hundred and Two, Li Kesheng wins!"