Chapter 748: Top eight

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He was so alone, he didn't have any friends, he hadn't shot in the eyes of everyone, he didn't know his true strength.
The disciples outside the Tianyun Gate are almost all placed on the three peaks of Yunhai Peak, Yunshui Peak, and Yunyue Peak for cultivation. The three peaks are next to each other. The Yunshui Peak is closest to the main peak of Tianyun Gate. It is a female disciple outside Tianyun Gate.
The location of the martial arts contests is arranged on a flat open space between Yunhai Peak, Yunshui Peak and Yunyue Peak.
It is said that this was a small valley, which was later filled out by the ancestors sent by Tianyunmen, and 30 platforms were built to challenge outsiders.
However, the location of the challenge of the inner disciple's contest was arranged after Tianyun Peak, the main peak of Tianyun Gate, and was not close together.
After registering, Deng Yifei got a number plate with the number 73 on the front and the ring 12 on the back.
On the day when the disciples of the outer gates competed, thousands of people gathered in the crowds near the 36 rings.
Chen Hao has a problem. Every time he sees a large number of warriors gather together, he will imagine in his head what would happen if someone carried the red blood sword and slaughtered all the warriors here.
It's like some people, every time they stand on the floor, they will always imagine in their heads, what would it feel like if they jumped down this floor-all wrong!
When Deng Yifei arrived at the ring, he frowned when he saw so many outside disciples gathering together.
With his solitary personality and his reticent nature, he naturally doesn't like crowded places, he likes quietness.
Fortunately for him, however, on the edge of all rings on the 12th, after finding the ring on the 12th, Su Yang was slightly closer to the edge, then closed his eyes and held the red blood sword.
One meter and nine meters of Su Yang looks like Yushu Linfeng, no matter where he stands, it is a beautiful scenery!
With a cold and stern expression, standing straight like Qingsong, and with his sword-holding and closed-eyes posture, even Chen Hao smelled a forceful pretense.
If someone else pretends to be so, Chen Hao might even encourage the sword master to beat the opponent to find teeth.
It is a pity that he is the sword master of the red blood sword.
Chen Hao knew that Deng Yifei did not deliberately act so forcefully.
Deng Yifei is not good at making a name, and never cares about other people's views.
Standing far away is because I like quietness, because there is no place to sit.
He closed his eyes and nourished himself because he paid more attention to competition, but he had nothing else to do.
Soon, Deng Yifei attracted the attention of a large group of outside disciples.
"Is that also our outside disciple of Tianyun Gate?" The female disciple of Yun Shuifeng surprised.
"Yes, you look at his uniform, isn't it just like us?"
"But why have I never heard of him?"
"..."
A disciple of Yunhaifeng who knew Deng Yifei took the opportunity to talk up and said: "I know, that is our brother Deng Yifei from Yunhaifeng. I heard that the strength is very strong, and we should be able to rank in the top five in our Yunhaifeng!"
"Really so powerful?"
In the eyes of ordinary female disciples, one of the top five peaks is enough to prove its excellence!
"It should be! Brother Deng is very low-key and often does tasks outside. We rarely see him shoot!"
"Is he a bit cold?" a female disciple asked curiously.
The disciple of Yun Haifeng's outside disciples glanced at Deng Yifei and said: "Brother Deng is indeed very cold in character and is not easy to contact. He greeted him actively, and he may not be justified... But many people in Yunhaifeng know that although Brother Deng is indifferent in character , But being decent!"
"Very decent? What do you say?"
Those young female disciples really wanted to know Deng Yifei's story.
"Half a year ago, five outside disciples from the real Yuan teamed up and robbed other immortals of the same discipline. They just met Brother Deng and they almost did not kill them!"
"The results of it?"
"As a result? As a result, the five disciples of Zhenyuan Overseas who were severely wounded did not dare to say anything. After raising the wound, they took a sect mission and left the mountain. They have not come back now. It is estimated that they have no face! "Yunhaifeng's disciples said, "Many robbed disciples are very grateful to Brother Deng!"
A female disciple stared at Deng Yifei, who closed his eyes and nourished his soul, and said, "Well, it means that Brother Deng is only cold on the outside, but actually has a gentle heart inside."
The disciples of Yun Haifeng's outer disciples looked at the few female disciples in front of them. Their eyes were all focused on Deng Yifei.
"Yunhai Peak Deng Yifei on the 75th, Yun Yuefeng No. 76 on the 12th ring!
The morning was about to end, and the referee who hosted the contest on stage finally called Deng Yifei's name.
Deng Yifei opened his eyes and took a long sword to the ring. The disciples on the way saw him and couldn't help but make way for him.
Deng Yifei walked onto the ring, and suddenly heard three or four female disciples under the ring shouting out loudly, "Brother Deng, come on!"
Deng Yifei looked at the three female disciples under the ring indifferently. In fact, he was dumbfounded.
Looking at his opponent, he had all the three female disciples in his mind. Wasn't he thinking? Chun, he was trying to remember whether he knew them.
Can't think of where he'd seen it, he simply focused on his opponent. From the momentum, only the peak strength of Qihai Realm.
"Brother Deng, come on!"
Under the ring, the female disciples shouted again.
Many male disciples who don't know Deng Yifei thought sourly in their hearts: Don't they just look good? What a group of women!
After the referee announced the start of the game... Deng Yifei flew the long sword in the opponent's hand with just one sword, and then gently placed the red blood sword on the opponent's shoulder!
"The competition is over, Deng Yifei wins!"
Fu Lei lowered his head and looked at his empty right hand, saying nothing.
He has only one feeling: strong, too strong!
Deng Yifei put the red blood sword back into the scabbard, jumped off the ring, and stood at his original position again.
"The next group of seventy-seven..."
Deng Yifei closed his eyes and did not leave. He still has at least four battles to play today. The schedule is very tight. If he is injured, he can apply to the referee to suspend the contest, but the delay can only be delayed by one day!
Competitions in the 13- to 18-year-old group are also performed on other platforms.
Fifteen days later, Deng Yifei officially entered the top 30 of the 16-year-old group, and the competition also officially entered the second half.
Thirty people of the same age stood together, and Deng Yifei discovered that the vast majority of these thirty people had the strength of the real Yuan realm, and there was only one lucky person at the peak of Qihai Realm. It is estimated that he did not encounter powerful opponents.
The draw determined the opponent, and after three days of rest, the contest started again.
After two consecutive matches, Deng Yifei entered the top eight again.
Chen Hao looked closely at Deng Yifei’s opponents. Only two of the top eight might pose a threat to Deng Yifei...