Seeing Zhang Meiqi leaving, Feng Yang put "Wind God Decision" into the storage bracelet, indeed, this secret technique can be described as a charcoal in the snow for Feng Yang.

Back at the hotel, Feng Yang couldn't wait to open the secret technique.

"The wind god is decided, and the wind attribute red secret art. It can improve the user's strength for a short time, but when the time ends, it will enter a weak period. Users should remember to use the secret after the quick decision and do not delay the time. My name: Wind Guardian Sword Master!"

"It's the Wind Guardian again!" Feng Yang said, "Howling Wind Piercing is the skill created by this Wind Resisting Sword Saint." Now this "Wind God Decision" turned out to be created by him. Master, Master, do you know who this Wind Guardian is?"

"Yes, yes, yes. Yi Zihan sat on a chair in the room, "But, I won't tell you now." ”

"Then this person must be a Heavenly Realm powerhouse!" Feng Yang said.

"Nonsense, it's not the Heaven Realm powerhouse who can create such a skill. Yi Zihan pursed his lips, "This guy is only a little bit worse than me, and I don't dare to provoke easily." ”

"Wow, so powerful!" Feng Yang exclaimed, "It's about the same strength as Master, that's very powerful, I decided, he will be my idol in the future." ”

"Hey, little ghost, I'm your master, shouldn't you treat me as an idol?" Yi Zihan touched his nose and said with a smile.

"Master is so strong, I don't think I can surpass it, he and Master are almost there, I still have a chance. Feng Yang scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Okay, you're right. Yi Zihan was helpless, "Hurry up and cultivate, hurry up and learn this, not only in this duel match, but also in your future experience, it will also be of great help." ”

"Yes!" After speaking, Feng Yang began to comprehend the essentials.

There are a total of sixteen players in the duel, divided into eight groups, and once they qualify, they will qualify for the continental competition. Eight groups of competitions were completed in four days, two per day.

Feng Yang was the first game, and the time of the game was the morning of the first day.

The Zhenchuan duel lord's land is divided, the main dueling platform, and the people are boiling.

The host stood in the dueling ring and waved to the audience.

Seeing the host, the audience fell silent, waiting for the duel tournament to begin.

"Distinguished guests, welcome to the Zhenchuan Duel in the Land of the Cold Lord of the Extreme South, after a few days of elimination, our top 16 players have been born, I think you all know who these players are, I won't introduce them one by one. The host cleared his throat and said.

"So from today, we will start the competition for the quarterfinals, and the qualifiers can directly qualify for the continental competition. The host continued, "Okay, let's take a look at the first game today, the players in the first group are: Feng Yang, Xue Qingyang!"

"Feng Yang, a mysterious dark horse from the Northwest Continent, has achieved excellent results in the knockout round, and has also surprised countless people, first of all, we invite Feng Yang players to play!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, Feng Yang walked up from the side of the dueling ring.

"When the fight starts, don't use the Wind God Decision directly, wait for you to fall into a weakness, or use it when you fight to the end, otherwise the use of this secret method will not be the best. Yi Zihan's voice sounded in Feng Yang's ears.

"Okay, Master, I remember. Feng Yang nodded and responded, then stood in the duel ring and waved to the audience.

"Come on!"

"Come on, come on!"

The audience kept shouting and cheering for Feng Yang.

After this period of time, Feng Yang has gained a lot of fans in the dueling arena through his combat achievements, and he once felt that he was just going through the back door, and some were also fans of Feng Yang.

"Okay, let's invite Xue Qingyang!" the host said again.

As soon as the host's voice fell, Xue Qingyang walked towards the duel ring.

"Xue Qingyang, a player from the Phoenix Gate of the Extreme South Cold, is now about twenty years old, and has become a Qingbo powerhouse, and this cultivation speed is already comparable to Zhang Tianlin, the first day of the Lord Royal Team!" the host introduced.

"This person is really shameless, and directly said that he was from the Phoenix Gate. Feng Yang pursed his lips and said.

"People are no longer from the Xue family, and if they join the Phoenix Gate, of course, they have to be said to be from the Phoenix Gate. Yi Zihan said casually.

Feng Yang didn't reply, just nodded, and then stared at Xue Qingyang, watching his movements.

Xue Qingyang held a fan in his hand, even if he lost an arm, he still stood straight, and his robe was windless. He smiled, as if he were the eldest son of the family.

Feng Yang took out the howling wind gun and stood with the gun, majestic.

"Feng Yang, if you kneel down and admit defeat, and call your dad again, I can spare your life. Xue Qingyang said, "What do you think?" ”

"Phew, you shameless thing!" Feng Yang scolded, "If you don't want to die, kneel down and call grandpa." ”

"Okay, you sharp-toothed boy! You Qingyang Ye, I killed you today!"

Before the host said to start, the two of them quarreled, and scolded each other so badly, everyone present could see that Feng Yang and Xue Qingyang saw a big contradiction.

"That guy Xue Qingyang, his mouth is still so damaged. A man in the audience said.

Look at this person, dressed in jade armor, with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, sitting in the audience. This person is Xue Qinghuai, the eldest prince of Snow Cliff City. Sitting next to Xue Qinghuai was the little boy Xue Qingli.

Xue Qingli stared at Xue Qingyang on the field, full of anger, as if she wanted to tear Xue Qingyang in her eyes apart immediately.

"Qingli is calm from you. "After all, Xueqinghuai is the eldest brother, he has a better mentality, he can control his emotions, and he also hates Xue Qingyang to the core, but he does not explode on the surface.

"Let's watch their showdown. The little boy Xue Qingli sighed and said.

Look at the two people in the duel ring again, pull out the fight, and wait for the host to announce when it will start.

"Okay, our fighters are ready to go!" the host said excitedly, and then stepped out of the dueling ring, "Now I announce, the fight begins!"

As soon as the host's voice fell, Feng Yang and Xue Qingyang pounced on each other at the same time, pounced on each other like hungry tigers.

"Brother Tianlin, who do you think will win this game?" asked Zhang Tianlin by a member of the Lord's Royal Team.

"Haha, of course it's Xue Qingyang, how can Xue Qingyang also be Qingbo, he has a Phantom Blue Martial Venerable, how can he compete with Qingbo?" Zhang Tianlin said with a smile, "Although he Fengyang defeated the old man of Cangshan at the peak of the Powder Immortal Martial King before, but the peak of the Pink Immortal Martial King and Qingbo, but the gap between the realm, one is the mortal realm, and the other is the spiritual realm." ”

"So that Feng Yang will definitely lose!" Zhang Tianlin said with a smile, "But it's okay to frustrate his sharpness, let him know that in this world, there are many, many strong people, and there are many, many talented people, he Feng Yang, a mountain cannon from the northwest, how can he be comparable to us? Besides, there are also the existence of those heavenly pride in the Central Plains, as well as those perverted existences in the Northeast Continent, what is his Feng Yang?"

"That is, Brother Tianlin is placed in the Central Plains and Northeast Continent, and it is not bad. ”

"Of course, my talent back then alarmed the lord!" Zhang Tianlin said proudly, "I hope Xue Qingyang will clean him up well, and I will do it." ”

"He is such a good person, and he doesn't need Brother Tianlin to take action in person!"

"Yes, yes, Brother Tianlin is the first in our generation. ”

"Hey, don't brag about me so much, that Xue Qinghuai of Snow Cliff City, but in the middle realm, it is still a little difficult for me to beat him. Zhang Tianlin took a sip of water and said.

"Brother Tianlin, you are really humble. ”

"Alas, in life, how can you be immodest?" Zhang Tianlin laughed, "Let's watch the game and see how Feng Yang was defeated by Xue Qingyang!"

"Okay! Let's watch the game!"

I saw Feng Yang and Xue Qingyang fighting together, Feng Yang's howling wind gun rushed left and right, and the gun stabbed Xue Qingyang's vital point, and Xue Qingyang kept resisting with an osmanthus fan, and the two fought each other, with a chilling momentum.

Feng Yang kept attacking, flying like a dragon, the silver light flickered, and the cold air was pressing.

The crisp sound of the impact of the gun gall is endless, making people excited in battle.

Of course, Xue Qingyang was not to be outdone, and the iron fan in one hand made it incisive, attacking, blocking, throwing, splitting, and the momentum was compelling.

This osmanthus fan played tricks in Xue Qingyang's hands, constantly flying, and the momentum was overwhelming.

"Good!"

The wonderful fight between the two made everyone in the audience applaud, and bursts of warm applause rang out in the audience.

In the eyes of the audience, the duel between the two is just a game, just a battle to win or lose, but only Feng Yang and Xue Qingyang know that what they experience will be a life-and-death duel!

I saw Feng Yang sweep towards Xue Qingyang with a shot, and Xue Qingyang jumped and easily dodged this blow.

But Feng Yang's marksmanship is weird, his move is just a false shake, after sweeping this shot, he lifted it above his head, and then shot towards Xue Qingyang's door.

Xue Qingyang didn't react, and when his head was slashed by Feng Yang, he instantly felt his head buzzing, and his eyes were full of stars.

Xue Qingyang hurriedly took two steps back, his aura completely exploded, and the metallic energy of the whole audience continued to gather towards him.

Xue Qingyang waved the folding fan in his hand, the hidden weapon in the fan bone flew out, Feng Yang took a step back, the wind attribute energy was instantaneous, and with a wave of the howling wind gun, a familiar crack appeared in the strength of the ring, and the wind continued to gush out of the crack, bouncing the flying hidden weapon away.

"I'm waiting for you!" Xue Qingyang's lips hooked, the folding fan disappeared, and a heavy cannon appeared in his hand.

Xue Qingyang rose, stepped into the air, bypassed the wind wall, and fired a shot directly at the peak.

Rumble!

The cannonballs exploded, and the flames burst into the sky!

A puff of smoke rose in all directions, enveloping the entire dueling ring.

Xue Qingyang still stood in the air, the giant cannon in his hand had disappeared, he held a folding fan, like a literati, looking at the smoke that gradually dispersed, and smiled slightly.

"Feng Yang, it's over......"

"Now, it's time for me to go to the Hibiscus for revenge!"

"Hahahaha!"

When Xue Qingli and Xue Qinghuai saw this scene, they couldn't help but feel a sense of regret.

Hibiscus in the stands covered her eyes, she didn't want to see what was about to happen.

And Zhang Tianlin did hook his lips and smiled very proudly.

Only Zhang Meiqi sat calmly, as if she had predicted something.

The smoke gradually cleared, and you could vaguely see the figure in the smoke, still standing!

The audience suddenly boiled, and the applause and shouts continued!