The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 1789: This is Marven Ye’s qualifications! (seven more)
Ye Chen said: "Patriarch, how long have I slept? How is the game?"
Fen Tiangang said: "It's not yet the next day's competition, the day's competition, the top 12 are decided, here is the list, you can take a look."
Speaking, he threw a scroll to Ye Chen, and said, "Can you participate in tomorrow's game with your current body?"
Ye Chen smiled: "No problem, the patriarch doesn't need to worry."
Fen Tiangang nodded, said no more, and went out.
Ye Chen looked at the scroll in his hand, the top twelve, the remaining four members of the Lingying clan, the remaining four members of the holy clan, Song Tianning was eliminated, as well as himself, Liu Ming, Long Xuan, and one member of the Lingfeng clan famous genius.
The top 12 are almost the battle between Tiansheng and Tianying!
Ye Chen let out a sigh of relief. His state had not yet reached its peak. After seeing the scroll, he casually threw it aside, sat up cross-legged, and started refining the medicinal power with all his strength. than the first!
Heavenly Pond, he must enter the Divine Blood Pond!
Early the next morning, Ye Chen followed Fen Tiangang to the conference venue. The rules of the third round of the competition were still the same as the second round. The challenge was drawn by lot. This time, Ye Chen had good luck and won the third place.
The first and second place are one from the Lingying Clan and one from the Saint Clan respectively.
Under the auspices of the burly old man, the members of the Sky Shadow Clan boarded the bluestone ring, but to Ye Chen's surprise, this person actually challenged a member of the same clan with an unnatural smile on his face teenager.
As soon as the two took the stage, the challenger conceded defeat.
The boy named Zhong You was promoted directly.
The challenger of the Holy Race followed suit, challenging a young man named Sun Yang, and also immediately conceded defeat.
And the audience seemed to take it all in.
Ye Chen also suddenly realized that these two people must be the strongest among the Tianying and Tiansheng clans. Now among the top twelve, every contestant is not easy to deal with.
Instead of taking the risk and competing with them for a spot, it is better to ensure that the strongest genius of this clan will advance.
On the one hand, these two geniuses have not been exhausted by the competition and can ensure that they are at their peak when competing for the top three. On the other hand, they also avoid excessive exposure of their strengths.
On the contrary, it is extremely beneficial for them to be able to observe the opponent in the following battle.
After all, even if they are facing these opponents on the field now, even if they win, they will pay some price, which will affect tomorrow's game.
The first two games ended quickly, and it was finally time for Ye Chen to take on the challenge.
The burly old man looked at Marven Ye and said, "Marven Ye, who are you going to challenge?"
Ye Chen's eyes flicked past Liu Ming and Long Xuan. Naturally, he did not have the idea of challenging his classmates now. For people of Xuanyue Sect, the higher the ranking in the martial arts tournament, the better.
Finally, Ye Chen's eyes stopped on one of the saints, and said, "I want to challenge this person."
The audience, even the contestant, showed surprised expressions. In their thoughts, Ye Chen would definitely challenge the genius of the Lingfeng tribe, but he challenged the goddess?
The challenged Saint Clan genius heard the words, his face sank, and he challenged him instead of the Lingfeng Clan?
Meaning, in Ye Chen's opinion, he is weaker than the genius of the Lingfeng clan?
This is simply, an insult to the gods!
At this time, although the audience was talking a lot, no one dared to mock Ye Chen again. Ye Chen had already proved his strength. There must be his reasons for choosing to challenge the saints.
Ye Chen didn't care about that much, he just felt that the genius of the Lingfeng clan was stronger than this person.
For Marven Ye, he is more willing to believe his own feelings, rather than the so-called gods and other names.
Those are just false names.
Marven Ye, never judge someone by their false name!
Both sides stepped onto the bluestone ring, and the burly old man announced: "Ye Chen of the Burning Heaven Clan, yes, Sun Ting of the Saint Clan, the match begins!"
One is the genius of the goddess, and the other is the disciple of the Xuanyue Sect who has shown great strength. This game is enough to make the audience excited. At the beginning, deafening shouts broke out.
Sun Ting stared at Ye Chen and said, "You challenge me, why?"
He is a noble goddess, how dare anyone take the initiative to challenge him?
Marven Ye smiled lightly: "Do you need any reason to challenge you?"
Sun Ting looked at Ye Chen indifferently and said: "Did you know that there are two tribes in the hidden world, which are extremely special?"
Marven Ye looked at him playfully and said, "Goddess?"
Sun Ting's face became more and more gloomy: "You know? Since you know, you still challenge me?"
Looking at Sun Ting's arrogant eyes, Ye Chen suddenly smiled, a little disdainful:
"What kind of **** gods, in my eyes, it's just an empty name. The reason I challenge you is very simple. You are weaker than the genius of the Lingfeng tribe.
Even, you are the weakest among the remaining contestants on the field!
So I challenge you. After all, my body has not yet returned to its peak state. Before the next game, I want to reduce consumption, so naturally I have to challenge you, the weak. "
Sun Ting's eyes were full of bloodshot eyes, and he roared:
"You, not only insulted me, but also insulted the name of my goddess? When I stomped you under my feet, I wonder if your mouth will regret saying such words."
Marven Ye smiled: "Stop talking nonsense, let's start."
Sun Ting shouted violently, his figure flashed, and at the same time, a fistful of ferocity filled the venue of the martial arts conference.
"Fist of the Dragon!"
With Sun Ting's shout, an extremely ferocious and savage-looking dragon's fist mark roared towards Ye Chen.
Sun Ting is also a genius who suppresses his cultivation to the peak of He Dao!
Ye Chen looked at the roaring wild dragon, his face remained unchanged, he moved his body, avoided a certain direction, and punched at the same time.
Marven Ye didn't use all his strength, and his hands have not fully recovered. If he uses all his strength now, it may aggravate the injury.
The strength used by Ye Chen was even a little worse than Sun Ting.
Feeling the strength of Ye Chen's fist that was weaker than himself, Sun Ting showed an arrogant smile and looked at Ye Chen mockingly.
Sun Yang also said that this guy is very strong, huh, just this little strength?
Alright, I'll just clean up this **** here, maybe, there's still a chance to win the third place in the competition and be qualified to enter the Tianchi!
The moment the two fists collided, Sun Ting's smile froze.
On Ye Chen's fist mark, a layer of golden light like water waves ripples!
The impact, the shock, the ripple-like golden light instantly penetrated into the savage dragon's fist mark, rippling.
The next moment, this wild dragon fist mark was torn apart instantly by the even weaker tiger wolf fist mark!
Boom!
Sun Ting threw a few punches in a row before destroying the golden fist mark.
He gasped and stared at Ye Chen, why!
His punches are obviously weaker than mine, but why am I the loser!
Sun Yang in the stands shook his head slightly and said, "Sun Ting, now you know why I said, Ye Chen is very scary, right? You are not his opponent at all."
Ye Chen smiled and said, "Is this the so-called divine descendant? You control your power too poorly. I advise you, like that Zhong Hanming, to break through the realm of creation now.
Otherwise, even if I suppress my strength, you won't be able to survive three moves in my hands. "
"You, you are not qualified, let me do my best."
The flat voice resounds!
This is Marven Ye's qualifications!