Chapter 77

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"Win again, another win!"

"Another twenty-three strikes, what fast swordsmanship, what fierce attacks. Senior Brother Cheng couldn't even block twenty-three strikes, it's terrifying, too terrifying. No wonder even Senior Brother Chen Xiaosheng couldn't match him!"

"Hehe, if Senior Brother Lin Fei wasn't so amazing, how could he dare to challenge Senior Brother Zhang Wanshan? If I had known Senior Brother Lin Fei was this awesome, I would have definitely bet on him to make it into the top hundred disciples. I wasted several hundred taels of silver."

"If there are no surprises, Senior Brother Lin Fei will definitely make it into the top hundred disciples. In less than three months, he has made it into the top hundred, which is astonishing. Senior Brother Lin Fei can't help but be amazing. If it weren't for cultivating the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, he would have shone even more. What a pity, truly a pity."

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Lin Fei once again defeated a disciple at the Eighth Level of Martial Dao.

This time, his move was as concise as before, with the speed of twenty-three strikes overpowering the Eighth Level of Martial Dao disciple. After withstanding twenty-one strikes, the opponent was defeated. Lin Fei once again rewrote history, achieving the fastest promotion to the top hundred disciples.

In the outer sect of the Divine Martial Gate, throughout history, there have never been a lack of geniuses, but people like Lin Fei are few and far between. With the strength of the Seventh Level of Martial Dao, he consecutively defeated several Eighth Level of Martial Dao disciples, proving his formidable strength.

No one dared to question Lin Fei's title of "Senior Brother" anymore.

The focus of everyone gradually shifted to Lin Fei, especially for the lower-ranking disciples. Lin Fei became their goal, rising from a weaker position in just three months.

If it weren't for the difficulty of cultivating the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, which requires a certain level of insight, many of the less talented disciples would definitely try to cultivate it, trading their future for a moment of glory, which would be quite worth it.

As Lin Fei's strength increased, the number of disciples decreased.

On the sixth day.

Lin Fei successfully entered the top hundred disciples!

Among the top hundred disciples, Lin Fei undoubtedly became the biggest dark horse, a genuine dark horse. No one dared to question him anymore, and the only thing left was unease and vigilance.

During this period, Lin Fei consecutively defeated several opponents, using the fast twenty-three strikes, demonstrating absolute strength.

One move, to rule the world!

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The glory of the top hundred disciples attracted the attention of countless people!

For the top hundred disciples, making it into the top hundred is the best proof in the outer sect. There is no better proof. At the same time, the most intense battles among the top hundred disciples are about to begin, followed by the top ten battles in the outer sect.

Everyone is aiming for the top ten in the outer sect.

On the number one arena!

"Congratulations to the disciples who have made it into the top hundred. You are all excellent, and the Divine Martial Gate will become even stronger with you... The ranking tournament for the top hundred disciples will begin next. The rules are the same as before. This time, the one hundred disciples will draw lots. Please prepare yourselves, those who have made it into the top hundred..."

The gray-robed elder loudly announced the rules, and the tournament began!

The square immediately erupted in a cacophony of noise, as everyone knew the most exciting moment had arrived.

Not only could they witness the application of various martial techniques, but they could also earn a substantial amount of silver to buy the corresponding profound arts and weapons.

The disciples who made it into the top hundred began to rub their hands in anticipation, with most of them aiming for the top ten in the outer sect. Not only does it sound good, but it also allows them to comprehend supreme battle techniques.

Battle techniques, the weight of which is no less than a world-class elixir.

The disciples who made it into the top hundred looked at each other, their eyes full of the desire to fight. It seemed that each one would become an obstacle, taking away their glory.

The top ten in the outer sect, comprehending battle techniques!

No matter which goal, they were unwilling to give up.

The elder's words were like a rekindling of their fighting spirit.

Fight, keep fighting!

Defeat your opponents, defeat every opponent!

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"The ranking tournament for the top hundred disciples is finally about to begin. This time, I will definitely advance a few ranks. Whoever dares to stand in my way will be my enemy!"

"The top thirty in the outer sect, it will definitely be mine. No one can take it away. Last time, I couldn't make it into the top thirty, but this time, I will definitely make it. The top thirty in the outer sect, here I come."

"Haha, the ranking tournament for the top hundred disciples, this is the excitement. For the ranking tournament, I have endured hardships for half a year, diligently honing my martial techniques. This is the day I've been waiting for. The top ten in the outer sect will definitely have me!"

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At the drawing table, the top hundred disciples were filled with various thoughts, each with their own aspirations, all aiming to achieve a good ranking.

If they perform well in this tournament, their status as outer sect disciples will be further elevated. If they catch the eye of the elders and the enforcers, their future cultivation will be even better.

"Finally, the ranking tournament for the top hundred disciples." Lin Fei looked up at the elder, his heart filled with the desire to fight. "I hope to meet a strong opponent to help me break through and advance in my realm!"

Breaking through in battle has always been Lin Fei's goal.

While Lin Fei was thinking, the elder began to draw the lots, making everyone listen intently. The stronger disciples hoped to draw a strong opponent, while the average disciples hoped not to draw a too powerful opponent.

"Number 88 Li Xing vs. Number 125 Wang Kuan, on the first arena!"

"Number 114 Zhang Meng vs. Number 245 Wang Song, on the second arena!"

"Number 453 Chen Feng vs. Number 547 Yang Tian, on the third arena!"

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"Number 641 Li Shan vs. Number 745 Zhao Guang, on the ninth arena!"

"Number 707 Lin Fei vs. Number 878 Zhang Wanshan, on the tenth arena!"

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Ten arenas, ten pairs of opponents, announced by the elder.

Some were shocked, some were delighted, some were afraid, some were dejected... various expressions were plentiful. After a brief moment of various emotions, everyone's attention focused on the second arena and the tenth arena.

The second arena, because of one person, Senior Brother Wang Song, a disciple with a very high cheer, who has the chance to compete for first place.

The first in the outer sect, the supreme honor, who would not care?

A mere reputation, how many people have been ensnared by it, and martial artists are no exception. Just like the world's first, it is always the pursuit of martial artists.

Wang Song attracting attention is a very normal thing.

As for the tenth arena, everyone knew the reason. The story of Lin Fei and Zhang Wanshan is almost known to everyone in the outer sect.

The first match of the top hundred tournament, two people who are like fire and water meeting, was beyond everyone's imagination. Everyone's minds were still reeling.

This is too coincidental.

More people believed that this was the arrangement of fate!

Lin Fei vs. Zhang Wanshan!

An exceptionally exciting show was about to unfold before them.

Who will win!

Who will lose!

A thrilling spectacle to watch!