I’ve Been AFK for Ten Million Years Chapter 1127 1127: Round 2

"This..."

Ren Changsheng paused slightly. Of course, he knew Long Fei's cultivation level, especially since it was Ren Changsheng who helped elevate it. He was well aware of the specifics.

But at this mont, looking at Qinglian Jiao's aggressive gaze, Ren Changsheng grinned.

"I don't know!"

Ren Changsheng said calmly, his expression very serious, which even made Qinglian Jiao pause for a mont. Could it be that Ren Changsheng really didn't know Long Fei's exact cultivation level?

"This kid is fooling ?"

Qinglian Jiao gritted her teeth.

Ren Changsheng was doing this on purpose; he definitely knew!

Recalling Long Fei's submission to Ren Changsheng, Qinglian Jiao even suspected that Long Fei's improved cultivation might have sothing to do with Ren Changsheng. Otherwise, why hadn't she noticed Long Fei's excellent talent before!

On the plaza.

"Get out!"

With his cultivation revealed, Long Fei certainly wasn't polite to Mu Yuan. With a punch, Mu Yuan's body flew out, and an elder caught him monts later.

"Seventy-sixth arena match, victory to Green Hill!"

Tianyang Daoist's voice rang out.

Within Green Hill.

Cheers erupted.

anwhile, other sects' disciples looked at Green Hill with changing expressions, as a martial prodigy at the pinnacle of the seventh supre level had appeared in Green Hill. They could never again be considered the underdogs in the gate of mastery.

"Senior Brother Ren Changsheng!"

Long Fei's silhouette flashed, appearing before Ren Changsheng. Seeing Ren Changsheng, Long Fei took a deep breath, as his previous actions were to prove to Ren Changsheng that he would not disappoint him.

"Step down!"

Ren Changsheng said calmly.

"Yes!"

Long Fei respectfully retreated.

Behind him.

At this mont, Qinglian Jiao was dumbfounded as she looked at Long Fei. Who was truly the master of Green Lotus Institute? Why did he not report to her upon returning, but reported to Ren Changsheng first?

Who is really the leader?

"Institute Head!"

Seeing Qinglian Jiao, Long Fei slightly bowed.

Qinglian Jiao: "..."

"Not bad!"

A mont later, Qinglian Jiao's deep voice echoed, yet Long Fei ignored her, directly sitting down cross-legged, starting to recover. The previous battle had consud quite a bit of his energy.

On the plaza.

The arena match ended.

Two days passed again, finally completely ending, and this ti, the disciples standing on the plaza had reduced by half, most of them from so weaker sects, with so sects even directly eliminated.

Naturally.

The sects with the most remaining disciples were certainly Dao sect and Sword sect.

As for Heaven sect.

Due to having few disciples, only one participated, so there weren't many in number, but to everyone, no one dared to underestimate that Heaven sect disciple, a ruler of heavenly laws and a supre eighth level expert.

His combat strength was terrifying.

Among the strong on-site, even the supre eighth level Sword Master was probably not his match.

And Heaven sect was also the most silent.

This ti, there were two Heaven sect experts: one participating disciple for the mastery gate and one elder, who was a supre ninth level expert.

Two people ca.

Yet no one dared to underestimate them.

This is Heaven sect!

Within Green Hill.

In the first round of arena matches, two disciples were eliminated, both from Red Lotus Institute. Seeing their own institute's disciples eliminated, Red Lotus Institute's disciples were sowhat embarrassed around Ren Changsheng and others.

"Next is the second round of arena matches, similar to the first round, this second round is also drawing lots. This ti, there are ninety-one participating disciples, totaling forty-six numbers. Those who draw number forty-six get a bye!"

On the arena stage, Tianyang Daoist's voice echoed.

On the plaza.

The second-round disciples stepped up.

Monts passed.

The drawing began.

"Number seven!"

Long Fei's voice sounded in front of Ren Changsheng; this ti, Long Fei drew number seven.

"I got number forty-three!"

Yue'er's voice ca.

"Senior Brother Ren Changsheng, what number did you get?"

Long Fei, seeing Ren Changsheng, hurriedly asked.

Yue'er, also curiously looked at Ren Changsheng.

As for Ren Changsheng.

His expression was sowhat strange.

Then.

He opened the ball in his hand.

Number forty-six.

No mistake.

Ren Changsheng had gotten a bye again.

Being granted a bye twice in a row, even Ren Changsheng thought he was cheating.

"A bye again?"

Long Fei was montarily dumbfounded, then grinned a short while after. And Yue'er, also looked at Ren Changsheng in bewildernt; another bye?

Ren Changsheng didn't even move his hands and entered the third round directly?

"Congratulations to disciple number forty-six for advancing to the third round. Next, the arena match continues, but due to the consecutive arena matches, to let disciples with later numbers rest well, the matches will start again in three days!"

Tianyang Daoist's voice replied.

"Understood!"

One by one, silhouettes stood up and began to leave.

Arena matches.

To continue after three days.

This was the rule.

The gate of mastery opening, all were arena matches, with a three-day rest between the first and second round, as always, until a champion erges. Of course, later rounds could forego rest.

And directly begin battle!

As long as participating disciples agree, but most disciples will choose to rest. For them, battles against strong opponents of the sa realm are very taxing.

Every battle, is extrely challenging.

Three days of recovery.

Sotis aren't even enough!

"Green Hill, luck seems to be on your side this ti!"

As Ren Changsheng prepared to leave, a mocking voice echoed. Sword sect disciples passed by Green Hill's location, looking at Ren Changsheng and others, their gazes full of ridicule.

But when looking at Long Fei.

Their eyes.

Beca solemn.

Although arrogant, they weren't fools; Long Fei was very strong, at least within Sword sect, unless their ultimate mber appears, otherwise, no one could match him at the seventh supre level!

"I'm always ready!"

Long Fei grinned provocatively.

"Hmph!"

The Sword sect disciples left angrily.

"These Sword sect disciples, with expressions like they just swallowed a fly – so ugly!"

"Hahaha... Started mocking Green Hill?"

"Wonder if they'll be just as arrogant when facing Senior Brother Long Fei!"

...

Green Hill disciples instantly beca lively.

Raising their eyebrows proudly.

How many years has it been?

Finally, they raised their heads proudly?

This ti.

Even Sword sect couldn't suppress Green Hill.

"Junior Sister Qinglian!"

Just then, a teasing voice sounded. Tianyang Daoist approached, and compared to when they were transmitting on the plaza, Tianyang Daoist now seed very enthusiastic.

"Brother Tianyang!"

Qinglian Jiao slightly bowed.

"Junior Brother Long Fei, not bad!"

Tianyang Daoist looked at Long Fei with approval, and Long Fei also slightly bowed. Although Tianyang Daoist was sowhat forceful, he was potent.

His expertise at half-step ancestor level.

Very strong!