"Luofeng is going to play!"
With the voice of elder Tian Guang falling, all of them looked at Luo Feng, and there was a strong curiosity in their eyes.
"Finally, we can see what the real combat power of shishengzi is."
"Yes. Although he defeated the Golden Snake sword Qian Yun, I still don't believe it Now it's time to witness it. "
In the audience, nearly 80-90% of the audience's eyes converged in the same direction, even the eyes of the four venerable people and those behind the piano were enough.
It's just that he's in the limelight now!
After disappearing for several years, Hua Chen, the two masters of Tianjian sect, and Qian Yun, the Golden Snake sword, came out again! In the first pass test again, force Fang Qingxue and other four evil genius, unexpected to everyone, won the first place!
It's not enough to be curious about this achievement.
Luo Feng is going to the competition arena. In the audience of the third challenge arena, another figure stands up. It is yuan Qingzhu, the disciple of Xuanyi sect.
Yuan Qingzhu's appearance is common, and his cultivation is not weak. It is the early cultivation of eight aspects of distracted territory, which is comparable to Luofeng.
Looking at Luofeng, Yuan Qingzhu frowned and said, "I give up!"
Whoa!
As soon as the words came out, there was a lot of noise, countless hisses and even curses.
The World War I, which we are looking forward to, can witness with our own eyes the World War I of Luofeng's strength. It ended like this!
Yuan Qingzhu sat down, the tip of his nose secreted fine sweat, but he breathed deeply.
Luo Feng is in the third group. Some people in the same group are surprised and some are nervous.
What's surprising is that Luofeng is now famous. If he can defeat him in front of all people, his fame will soar and become famous!
Nervous is, under the high reputation, but also worried that Luofeng strength is too strong, not the opponent.
Yuan Qingzhu belongs to the latter!
Of course, he didn't dare to fight, but he didn't expect that Luo Feng's popularity was so high and tens of thousands of people paid attention to it. In fact, it has become Luo Feng's trend. What he can't bear is this pressure. In this state, even if he comes to the stage, he can't play all his combat power, so he takes the initiative to admit defeat.
"Just win..."
Luo Feng touched his chin and sat down again. He felt whether he had been too high-profile recently. A holy genius with eight realms of distracted state, he just gave up.
"It's better to keep back a little bit. When it's not necessary, we don't use other cards besides the general trend."
Luo Feng observed that the opponents of the three groups were able to cope with the situation with enough momentum, even without it.
Of course, this is not the case of Lin Hao.
Yuan Qingzhu concedes defeat, and elder Tian Guang immediately announces that Luo Feng wins and gains two points.
People are dissatisfied with this duel, which ended in such a cursory manner. However, their attention was soon attracted by challenge Arena 2.
There are two figures standing on the challenge arena.
A man on the left is covered in a dark cloak. His eyes are full of brilliance, with the power to penetrate people's hearts. It is Yuehua!
Opposite Yuehua is a young gunman named Tengchong, a disciple of the martial arts sect.
Tengchong is dressed in a black strong suit, with a pair of eyebrows as sharp as a sword. His eyes are sharper. He is tightly locked in Yuehua. He has a long spear tip in his hand, which is like a poisonous snake.
There was no wind in the challenge arena, but there was always a flow of air, hovering on Tengchong, twisting everything around him.
Two people will be concerned because they are both the best of the two groups. Of course, there are some reasons for Luofeng.
"I don't know who wins or loses."
"Yuehua is a strong person in the early stage of the nine levels of distraction. The first level test ranks in the top 20, while Tengchong's accomplishments are slightly lower. It is the top eight levels of distraction. The first level test ranks in the top 40. It looks like Yuehua is better. "
"In this way, it seems that Yuehua will win more. However, Tengchong is also very important. You see, he has a high attainments in the artistic conception of the wind. Up to now, he has lost the nine strong distractors in his hands, which cannot be counted in one hand. "
People have been talking and expressing their own opinions. Tengchong is a new rising talent expert of the martial arts school. Because of his fast speed, he has made a lot of fame in the Jianghu. In contrast, his fame is not so good in the practice of closing the gate in Xudong these years.
On the arena.
Yuehua and Tengchong stand 100 meters apart.
The moon China Cape pulls low, only exposes a pair of cold Zhan eyes, looks at Tengchong.
Boom!
Tengchong's body broke out, and the wind swept him into a raging tornado, which made the whole arena windy.
In the middle of the tornado, Tengchong's clothes are flying, and his spear points to Yuehua: "let's go!"
Yuehua took a look at Tengchong and said slowly, "I heard that your shooting is very fast. I want to see it."
Tengchong's sword eyebrow picked it up and said with a smile, "if I do it first, you may not have a chance to do it."
Yuehua shakes her head. "The end is already doomed. You'll only lose better if you shoot first. "
As soon as the words came out, the smile on Tengchong's face solidified immediately.
He thought that Yuehua's previous words were flattery to him. Unexpectedly, they meant the opposite! Let him go first, but also threatened that he will lose no doubt!
The people who watched the war also felt that Yuehua was a little boastful.
In the face of opponents who are good at speed, the best way is to fight for the first chance, so that the other side can not play the advantage of speed.
Yuehua is ready to let Tengchong go first. Even so, the ending of Tengchong's defeat is doomed. It's arrogant.
Tengchong is just inferior to Qingxue and others, but among the young generation of the nine holy places, it also belongs to the top. It's not a soft persimmon.
"A good ending is already doomed!"
Tengchong is furious and laughs back. He points to Yuehua with a long gun. His eyes suddenly turn cold and fierce. "Anyone can talk big. Stop me if you have the ability! "
Hum!
During speaking, Tengchong shakes his gun, and the wind around him breaks. On the whole arena, the broken Qi is rampant, and the whole space is twisted!
Wheezing wheezing wheezing
In the distorted space, Tengchong's figure disappears. At the same time, hundreds of spears erupt in the void, covering the space where the moon is. The spears melt into the broken wind, almost no trace can be caught!
"So fast!"
"I didn't see how Tengchong did it."
The crowd's eyes widened to see the situation on the challenge arena.
Luo Feng was also watching the battle. Seeing Tengchong's hand, he nodded slightly.
The shot technique of Tengchong cultivation is not low in grade, and it is characterized by speed. In addition, the other side's attainments in the artistic conception of wind can be said to be extremely terrifying. To defeat him, there are only two options:
first, speed is faster than the other side; otherwise, you can defeat the other side with force, ignore the speed of the other side directly, and defeat the other side with absolute strength! Speed is not enough, blindly resist the words, sooner or later show flaws, but fell to the next level.
"It depends on how you block it!"
Tengchong is very confident in his shooting skills. The shooting skills he cultivates are superior at the prefecture level. With his prevailing mood, even the nine powerful people in the distracted state can't keep up with his speed!
He believed that Yuehua could not avoid this move! Once trapped in his rhythm, he will face endless attacks!
In everyone's nervous sight, Yuehua didn't dodge. He raised his right hand, his fingers flashed with thunder, and drew a circle in front of him.
Hum!
Strong thunder burst out, a thunder mirror appeared in front of Yuehua!
The thunder mirror is nearly one person high, and the thunder on the surface is boiling, ripping the void and sending out a series of crackling explosions.