Kendo God.

Chapter 140 Amazing performance
When many disciples in the rear saw the end of Ma Gan's disciple, their complexions immediately sank, and they had no choice but to raise their views on the strength of the ancestor's coercion in their hearts.

"We're eliminated, come out quickly." Ma Gan's disciple was still struggling, but Li Zhengen spoke suddenly, making Ma Gan's disciple's complexion pale, full of decadence.

"Mr. Li, doesn't everyone have an incense stick?" Ma Gan asked unwillingly.
"You didn't even cross the distance to place the broom, and you fell in front of the coercion. You are no longer qualified to continue the competition, so in this situation, you have already been eliminated." Li Zhengen said blankly.

When disciple Ma Gan heard this, he understood it, and he was immediately depressed, struggling to crawl out of the cemetery.

The coercion in the cemetery is stronger as it moves towards the center, so on the contrary, it becomes weaker as it goes outwards. On the contrary, there is a thrust when climbing outwards. Disciple Ma Gan quickly left the cemetery, walked out with a sad expression, and went to the open space behind. Going to stay, the next competition has nothing to do with him, he stayed to look at other people's results, to see the gap between himself and his peers.

"Next." Li Zhengen said coldly.

Soon, the second disciple walked into the cemetery,

In the end, he was exactly the same as the first disciple. He fell to the ground as soon as he entered, feeling extremely embarrassed, as if the coercion of the ancestors was a mountain, and he couldn't resist it at all.

Seeing this scene, the disciples who were still queuing at the back all tensed up, and their hearts became even more nervous. If one disciple is like this, it may be because of his too weak strength. Now the two of them have the same result after entering. That proves that the coercion of the ancestors is indeed very strong.

"Next!~"

"Pfft!~"

Five people in a row, all went in and fell to the ground, making the disciples behind who hadn't entered look even more serious,
Finally, in the sixth person, someone with some strength finally appeared. After walking into the cemetery, although his face was frozen and his whole body trembled, he successfully withstood the coercion of his ancestors and walked to the broom step by step. The broom made of wood seemed to be as heavy as a thousand pounds. He held it with great difficulty and began to clean it in the cemetery.
"Come out, wait for your ranking over there." Following Li Zhengen's announcement, after the No. 6 disciple cleaned up the fallen leaves within an arm's reach of his feet, he was unable to move for a long time, and the result was set.

"Next!"

Next, the disciples entered the cemetery one after another. It seemed that the disciples who went further back were more outstanding. Before it was Ji Leng's turn to enter the cemetery, [-] disciples had finished their rounds, and eight of them had achieved results, but the best The result is nothing more than sweeping the fallen leaves within a ten-foot range. According to Li Zhengen's intention, this result can only be regarded as not bad.

"It's my turn!"

Ji Leng laughed loudly, as if he wanted to regain the face he lost to Ye Qing before. When he smiled, he deliberately turned his head to look at Ye Qing behind him, then left the team and walked to the entrance of the cemetery with great strides, "Ancestor Coercion, I want to see and see, Liu Shidi can clean up a range of one foot, why can't I clean up a third of it."

When the disciple named Liu Shidi heard this, his face turned ugly. Ji Leng's words clearly looked down on him, but he didn't dare to reprimand him, because his strength really couldn't compare with Ji Leng.

Ji Leng obviously didn't pay much attention to Liu Shidi, he laughed and finished speaking, without even looking at Liu Shidi, he stepped into the cemetery.

Many disciples stared at Ji Leng, but saw that the moment Ji Leng entered the cemetery, his whole body trembled suddenly, and his face darkened. It was obvious that even he felt a lot of pressure from the ancestor's coercion.
However, Ji Leng didn't lose his self-confidence. After only a tremor, he quickly stabilized. Then, he walked to the broom with heavy but steady steps, stretched out his hand and gave a low shout, and picked up the broom from the ground ,

Then, under the envious eyes of many disciples, he stood upright, and with his movements, he swept up the fallen leaves in the cemetery.

Although many disciples can still see from Ji Leng's expression and movements that he is struggling to sweep, compared with other disciples who sweep and rest for a long time, and almost fall down from time to time, Ji Leng's performance is already inferior. Known as an evildoer, his movements are coherent and orderly, although a little slow, but he does not stop, and his body stands very steadily, and when he needs to move, he walks very steadily, which makes many disciples have to obey.

Seeing this, Ye Qing, through Ji Leng's performance, he has almost understood the situation in the cemetery, and his heart is calm, the prize of this competition is no pressure for him.

"Did you see? You are all disciples of the first class. Don't you feel ashamed after seeing Ji Leng's performance?" At this time, Li Zhengen looked serious and reprimanded many disciples, "It's so hard to be so grand, especially The ones that can't even get a broom."

Many disciples were already a little frustrated, especially those who had already failed, and were greatly shocked by Ji Leng's performance. Now that they were reprimanded so mercilessly by Li Zhengen, their mentality suddenly became even more depressed.

In a blink of an eye, most of the sticks of incense passed by,
In the cemetery, Ji Leng's movements finally slowed down. After sweeping the whole body and walking, he was not as stable as before, and his figure shook slightly.

When many disciples saw it, their hearts froze. It seemed that even Ji Leng was finally struggling.

At this moment, Ji Leng has already swept a third of the cemetery, and he is a little unwilling. His goal is to clean the entire cemetery, but now it seems that it is obviously impossible to achieve.

The coercion of this ancestor is more majestic than Ji Leng imagined. Even though his spiritual power is much thicker than that of ordinary disciples, it is still more difficult at this moment. The actual situation is far from being as easy as others think. He feels that he only needs to be alone. Negligence, it is very likely that the spiritual power in the body will lose control under the pressure of the ancestors. This Mingqing Festival grave sweeping competition is not only about the ability to resist pressure, but also the sensitivity of mentality and reaction.
Finally, the time for a stick of incense passed. As the only disciple who has stood in the cemetery for a stick of incense so far, although Ji Leng regretted that he only cleaned less than two-thirds of the area of ​​the cemetery, he was still short of cleaning it all. Quite a few, but on the surface they couldn't hide their complacency. After putting down the broom, they stepped out of the cemetery.

Many disciples looked at the cemetery, covered with golden yellow fallen leaves, two-thirds of the area had been cleaned, and the bluestone floor was exposed, basking in the sun,

It was Ji Leng's achievement, it was placed there brightly, many disciples looked at Ji Leng's proud expression, and were envious in their hearts.

"It seems that the winner of this competition, the thirty spirit beads, must be Ji Leng, but I don't know if Ye Qing can beat Ji Leng."

"I don't think it can be compared. Although Ye Qing defeated Ji Leng before, he does not rule out the possibility of a coincidence, and even if Ji Leng was really defeated by strength, he is at the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm after all, and the thickness and concentration of spiritual power It can't be compared with Ji Leng, in the cemetery, the combat experience and spiritual skills are useless, it is a competition of pure spiritual power, how could Ye Qing win?"

In the cemetery, more than a dozen disciples who had already been eliminated and had outstanding grades gathered together and looked at the direction of the cemetery, discussing with each other.

(End of this chapter)