C21 Fourth Match

After dinner, Thousand Feet Cliff.

"Mom and I stood at the waist and watched your match today. Since junior brother got on stage, Mom has never stopped praising you."

Seeing Qin Fengming's arrival, little senior sister Zhang Ruotong immediately jumped to his side, held his hand, and came to his parents' side, saying happily.

Hearing what little senior sister said, Qin Fengming's face immediately turned red. He bent his body and kneeled in front of his master and mistress. "Disciple lost today and humiliated the sect. Master and mistress, please punish me."

"Hahaha, Fengming, there is no need to punish me. The one you lost... I already know that you did this on purpose. I can also tell the reason. You are so young, yet you already know when to advance and when to retreat. But it was also extremely rare.

Your current strength has surprised me, even the elders of Hall Master. They all praise you. If they didn't know that you are my disciple, they would definitely fight for you."

Hearing his master's words, Qin Fengming was immediately overwhelmed by the favor. He hurriedly kowtowed and said," This is the benefit that Master and Mistress have wholeheartedly taught me. I don't dare to be greedy. "

After his master praised Qin Fengming, his expression could not help but turn serious. After thinking for a while, he said with a solemn expression:

"Fengming, after one year of practice, your understanding of the essence of the Floating Willow Thirteen Forms Sword Technique has increased a lot. With your current strength, you already have the strength to enter the top ten of this year's competition."

"What? Master is saying that this disciple will have a high chance of entering the Hall of Excellence?" The young Qin Fengming almost jumped up when he heard his master's words.

Seeing Qin Fengming so excited, his master smiled and spoke again.

"Fengming, don't be happy too early. Among this batch of disciples... There are three or four of them. They might be the ones you can't defeat. If you meet them, you will lose because of your lack of strength. However, as long as you didn't meet them too early, you would be able to enter the top ten. It was also extremely likely. If you successfully enter the top ten, Master will personally recommend you to Sect Master Sima. Let you enter the Dark Night Hall."

Upon hearing his master's words, Qin Fengming revealed a puzzled expression. He had no idea where the Dark Night Hall was located, but judging from his master's words, it seemed like it was an even better place than the Hall of Heroic Spirits.

"The Dark Night Hall is a secret hall of our sect. Only the core disciples of our sect are allowed to enter. However, very few people knew the truth of this hall. Even master doesn't know the exact location of the Dark Night Hall. However, as long as one entered the Dark Night Hall, all kinds of martial arts resources would be provided. This is what all disciples of our sect yearns for."

Hearing his master's explanation, Qin Fengming's heart was filled with excitement. It seemed like the Dark Night Hall was the ultimate goal of all the disciples in Sunset Valley.

Although his master had said that he could be recommended to enter the ___, Qin Fengming knew that he had to go through several tests in order to obtain this opportunity. In the future, he could not afford to be careless in the competition.

The next day, it was the same valley. It was even more lively than the day before. However, there were only half of the disciples who participated in the competition today.

At this time, Elder Wang once again came to the high platform in the middle.

"There are only 32 people left in today's competition. We will use the elimination round. The winner will enter the Hall of Excellence. The loser will have to compete in another round to determine the top four. They could also enter the Hall of Excellence to continue their studies. Alright, now go and get your number plate "

Qin Fengming followed behind the other disciples and also received his number plate. This time, the number plate was still randomly distributed. After the number plate, each person's name was indicated.

"This competition will only be held at the fifth platform in front of us. The first and the thirty-second disciples went up the platform. The second and the thirty-first disciples were ready. And so on and so forth. Go. " Looking at the disciple holding the number plate below the stage, Elder Wang said without any expression on his face.

Standing below the platform, Qin Fengming lowered his head and looked at the number plate in his hand. There were seven words written on it. It seemed like he was going to be the seventh to enter the stage.

At this moment, Qin Fengming's heart was also a little nervous. He did not wish to meet the three or four disciples whom his master had mentioned last night, who were able to defeat him.

However, this matter was not something that he could decide. He could only hope that he would meet the heavens and pray that he would not meet them too early.

The fifth platform was right in front of the platform where his master and all the elders were seated. When one sat on the platform, one could clearly see the movements of the disciples who were competing.

At this moment, Qin Fengming had no interest in the competition on the platform. There was only one thing he needed to do, and that was to take a good rest and adjust his condition to the best state.

The Dark Night Hall was extremely tempting to him, just as his master had said. He had entered the top ten this time, and his master's words carried a weight of weight. He would naturally want to be recommended by Sect Master Sima in Sunset Valley. To be able to enter the Dark Night Hall at such a young age, he would lose ten years of hard work.

Four hours later, Qin Fengming stood up under the greeting of Duan Meng's disciples. Holding the sword in his hand, he steadily walked towards the fifth stone platform.

The first battle that would decide his fate had arrived.

Facing a young man who was eighteen or nineteen years old and holding a saber, Qin Fengming's young face was unusually calm, and no one could see any unusual expression on his face.

However, when he saw Qin Fengming going up the stage, the young man opposite him had a slightly surprised expression. He looked down the stage and saw that no one else was going up the stage. He couldn't help but ask in a puzzled tone, "You, are you the one who is competing with me?"

"Senior brother, please. Junior brother is the one who will be competing this time. I hope senior brother will show mercy later."

" Junior Brother, you are so young. Even though you have been practicing martial arts at the age of eight, you have only been practicing martial arts for four or five years. You are a match for us disciples who have been practicing martial arts for seven or eight years. It is better to admit defeat. "

Looking at the young man in front of him, who was only twelve or thirteen years old, the saber-wielding young man was surprised. However, he also felt relieved in his heart. Facing such a weak disciple, there was no doubt that he would win. It was certain that he would enter the Hall of Excellence.

"Hehe, as long as you fight a few rounds with senior brother, it will also be a form of training for junior brother. As long as senior brother shows some mercy later, junior brother will be extremely grateful."

Following the gesture of the brown-clothed youth in charge of the competition, the crucial battle had begun.

Seeing that Qin Fengming was still calm and composed, the youth's heart also moved slightly. Following the gesture of the youth in charge, the long blade in his hand swayed and a flower appeared. With a flash of the blade light, he rushed towards Qin Fengming.

He actually planned to end the battle quickly and did not give Qin Fengming any time to fight back.

Seeing this, Qin Fengming naturally knew what the young man was thinking. Otherwise, with his identity, he would not have taken the initiative to attack the young man who was only twelve or thirteen years old.

Facing the incoming blade shadows, Qin Fengming naturally did not dare to underestimate his opponent. With a wave of his long sword, exquisite sword moves were unleashed. The tip of the sword was unpredictable, like a willow leaf fluttering in the wind. A mass of white light surrounded the youth, firmly trapping him within.

The moment they had just exchanged blows, the saber-wielding youth was already extremely shocked in his heart. This youth who was one head shorter than him, how could he be a newbie? He had clearly practiced martial arts for more than ten years. He was an experienced swordsman. His movements were light and graceful, and his exquisite sword moves were endless. If he wanted to defeat this twelve or thirteen year old young man in front of him, he would have to reach the heavens.