After Hua Long finished speaking, everyone left the stage, so Lu Feng naturally returned to his own room.
"Big brother, I'm going out to play!"
However, as soon as he returned to his room, the little bear revealed an unhappy expression.
These past two days, Lu Feng didn't pay much attention to it due to the competition, and previously, it was also drowsy because of eating its fill. But now, the sleepy little bear wanted to go out and play.
"Little Bear, it's dark now and everyone else is resting. Where are we going to play? This is the Tian Dao Sect, we can't act recklessly!" Lu Feng said.
"How about this, after this competition is over, we will go out and gain some experience. There will be plenty of opportunities for you to have fun." Lu Feng said.
Previously, Lu Feng had proposed to Bi Ling that they should go out to train, and the other party had agreed to let them go out to train once the Friendly Race was over.
The eagle should have its own piece of sky, and the mere bondage would only make the eagle lose the wildness to soar.
Without a wild eagle, what difference was there between that and a fowl?
"Alright, then I'll endure for a few more days. However, brother, you must not go back on your word. You must let me have a good time!" The bear said.
"I know, okay, brother will probably have another match tomorrow. You should sleep first, don't disturb brother's cultivation!" Lu Feng rubbed his small head and said.
"En!"
The little bear nodded and obediently went back to sleep.
Although the little bear did not sleep, due to its boredom, it soon fell into a deep slumber.
Looking at how the little bear was sleeping, Lu Feng helplessly shook his head. He really did not know if bringing this little fellow along was a blessing or a curse.
After he shook his head, Lu Feng sat crossed legged on the bed, and recited the list of all twenty-six people other than him in his mind.
Amongst these twenty-six people, there were only three Spiritual Talisman Master s, so the chances of encountering them were not high.
But even so, he could not be careless, Lu Feng could not use his mental force, and once he met a Spiritual Talisman Master, it would be even more troublesome than encountering one.
"Fan Lihua of the Skyfire Sect, the hospitality of the Tian Dao Sect, the Haotian of the Luoyun Sect!" Lu Feng began to mutter.
The three people he was talking about were the only three Spiritual Talisman Master, and all three of them had reached Small Talisman Master, with the same cultivation level as Lu Feng.
However, when facing them, Lu Feng could only use the Spiritual Energy, and he also had to prevent his identity as the Spiritual Talisman Master from being exposed. Thus, he naturally did not wish to meet the three of them.
However, they were not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. All Lu Feng had to prepare for the worst.
When Spiritual Talisman Master meets Spiritual Talisman Master, he will use the most direct mental attack to determine the victor. But when Spiritual Talisman Master meets Spiritualist, they will choose a more time-consuming method.
If that was really the case, it would be for the best. However, some of the Spiritual Talisman Master who were not afraid of death would use mental attacks, which would expose Lu Feng's identity.
Of course, with Lu Feng's current situation, being exposed was not so fatal. After all, the level of the Small Talisman Master s was already considered average among the Spiritual Talisman Master s.
After considering the worst case scenario, Lu Feng reviewed the twenty-three remaining Spiritualist s.
Amongst the twenty-three Spiritualist s, their cultivations were also different. There were Later Period of Core Condensation Stage s, Middle Period of Core Condensation Stage s, and also strong Early Period of Core Condensation Stage s.
In Lu Feng's opinion, only Later Period of Core Condensation Stage posed a threat to him, but he had to be careful around them. After all, any accidents would happen during the competition, and a bit of carelessness could lead to a loss in the competition.
Just like that, after he roughly reviewed everyone's moves, Lu Feng started to practice. As for who his opponent would be tomorrow, that was not his decision.
Because no matter who his opponent was, he would do his best. If he still lost the match like that, it would mean that his strength was insufficient and he couldn't blame anyone else.
A quiet night …
In the blink of an eye, it was already eight in the morning of the second day. Everyone was able to arrive near the arena on time.
"Alright, the second round of the drawing of lots is about to begin. We will begin with Skysword Sect!" Hua Long stood on stage and announced.
After Hua Long finished speaking, Shen Gang, who was in first place in the Skysword Sect, reached into the wooden box in front of him and quickly pulled out a piece of paper.
"Tian Dao Sect, Shen Yanhong!"
Looking at the name on the slip of paper, Shen Gang said it emotionlessly.
"Hmm?"
When Shen Yanhong, who was also in the arena, heard that he was going to fight with Shen Gang, who was in the middle of Skysword Sect, her eyes focused slightly.
Without thinking too much, Shen Yanhong jumped down the stage. Shen Gang was not weak, so she could not be careless.
"Shen Yanhong, right? I will avenge sister Xia!" The moment Shen Yanhong jumped down from the stage, Shen Gang who was still standing on the stage looked down at him and said softly.
"If you want to take revenge, then let's see if you have the capability to do so!" Shen Yanhong snorted, his eyes immediately filled with fighting spirit.
From the previous matches, Shen Gang seemed to be very strong, even Shen Yanhong himself did not have the confidence to defeat his opponent, but even so, it was not going to be easy for his opponent to defeat him, even if his opponent's cultivation was a little lower.
"Ha ha!"
Hearing Shen Yanhong's words, Shen Gang laughed and then jumped down from the stage.
After Shen Gang, another Skysword Sect disciple took out a piece of paper from the wooden box, and his opponent was a female disciple from Skyfire Sect.
When all of the Skysword Sect's disciples had been selected, it would then be time for the Skyfire Sect's disciples to draw.
"Dimly Discernible Sect, Lu Feng!"
When a lady read the name and sect on the slip of paper, she raised her head and looked at Lu Feng who was next door.
"Fan Lihua!"
Hearing his name called out, Lu Feng turned to look at the other party, and his eyes immediately focused.
This was exactly what he was afraid of. Lu Feng didn't want to meet the three Spiritual Talisman Master s the most, but he had coincidentally met them in the second round.
Although he was unwilling, there was no possibility of any change in the situation.
Helpless, Lu Feng shook his head and jumped down from the stage.
Seeing Lu Feng like that, Fan Lihua revealed a smile, as if she had already seen the dawn of victory.
"Lu Feng, are you alright?!"
When Lu Feng returned to Bi Ling's side, she asked him softly.
With regards to Lu Feng, Bi Ling was naturally clear that he did not want to reveal the fact that he cultivated both the Spirit and the Spirit Force, so with regards to the Spiritual Talisman Master, the possibility of him hiding it was not high.
Originally, there were only three Spiritual Talisman Master s, so the chances of them meeting each other was not high.
"It's alright, what should come will still come!" Lu Feng said as he let out a light breath.
If he really couldn't hide it, then he could only accept the truth. After all, after this competition ended, he would go and gain experience, and when that time came, he would no longer need to use Dimly Discernible Sect.
However, Lu Feng could imagine, that if the secret of him dual cultivating the spirit and martial arts was found out by the Five Great Sects, it would definitely cause a big commotion. After all, the two of them were top disciples in the young generation, and even in the past, they were considered rare existences.
The current Lu Feng only hoped that Fan Lihua would not use his Spirit Power to attack him, if the other party was only setting up Spirit Arrays, then he could hide it from him, if not he would be exposed.
Just like this, time slowly passed. Soon, all twenty-three matches had been decided.
And because there were a total of 27 people, there was only one person who directly entered the third round of the competition since the second round was empty.
"Because of the number of people, the second round of the competition will be with Luoyun Sect's Zhu Geming!" Hua Long announced.
Hearing that, Zhu Geming who was still standing on the stage laughed, being able to directly enter the third round was naturally a good thing, so he naturally did not have any objections.
"Alright, the list for the second round is already in my hands. The first match will be versus!" Because it was a matter of time, Hua Long immediately called out the names of the two people.
"Swoosh swoosh!"
Hearing the sound, two rushing wind sounds quickly appeared on the stage.
"Let's begin!"
Looking at the two imposing figures, Hua Long then retreated to the side of the stage.
"Boom boom!"
As Hua Long's voice fell, the two surging auras became even more majestic.
"Shua!"
Almost at the same time, two figures disappeared from the spot.
"Clang!"
When an ear-piercing metallic sound rang out, two figures appeared in the middle of the arena. At this time, the two figures were in a stalemate.
"As the saying goes, spear like dragon, sword like wind … today, I will show you the speed of the sword!" Shen Gang said softly as he looked at Shen Yanhong, and then, his eyes focused as a strong Sword Qi burst out from his treasured sword.
"Deng! Deng!"
Sensing this sharp sword aura, Shen Yanhong immediately retreated a few steps and dodged it.
"So much nonsense!"
Unlike Shen Gang, Shen Yanhong expressionlessly spoke these four words with the long spear in her hands. Then, she brandished the spear in both her hands as she attacked Shen Gang with her dazzlingly long spear.
After battling with Liu Xia, Shen Yanhong knew that she had to not let the person who used the sword near her, otherwise, she would be very passive.
"Do you think I can't get close just because of this? You're underestimating my speed too much!" Shen Gang saw through Shen Yanhong's thoughts, he smiled knowingly, and instantly turned into a gust of wind and started to circle around the stage.
Of course, while Shen Gang was quickly circling around the stage, the sword in his hand was not idle, and would occasionally attack Shen Yanhong.
Therefore, at this time, Shen Yanhong could only continuously spin to block the opponent's attack.
Just like this, time passed second by second. The two people in the arena were in a stalemate.
"Is this a draw?" Wang Kai looked at the two who were in a deadlock on the stage and muttered.
"No, Senior Shen is falling into Shen Gang's trap step by step!" Lin Xuan who was also using the sword said softly.
In the beginning, Lin Xuan did not understand what he meant, but after an hour had passed, he finally understood why the other party had maintained the current situation with Shen Yanhong.