The first round of the competition came to an end quickly, and the winner was the king, and the loser was the loser. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There are only a dozen disciples left, and the second round of popularization is carried out.

Even if there is only one champion in the end, being able to advance to the second round can already be regarded as winning glory for the sect.

"In the next game, cover up the void sect Jiang Feng!"

Listening to his name, Jiang Feng didn't even bother to listen to who the other party was, and walked directly into the ring. No matter who it is, he is confident that he will defeat the opponent.

"Jiang Feng, long time no see!" At this moment, a figure also stepped into the ring.

Looking at the person opposite, Jiang Feng frowned and asked suspiciously, "Who are you?" Have we met before!?"

Wang Jin, a disciple of the Alchemist Palace, twitched the corners of his mouth a few times, trying to make his face not so ugly. Jiang Feng actually forgot about himself, which also hurt people's self-esteem too much.

"Ahem!Ahem! Jiang Feng was in the Ziluo Country, didn't we meet once! We also gambled on alchemy!"

Jiang Feng listened to his words, and then he suddenly realized, and looked at Wang Jin and remembered his appearance.

"This is the disciple of the Alchemist Palace, behind it is the genuine first-class strength, to be able to come to Wanxuanzong to participate in the assessment, it can be regarded as giving Wanxuanzong enough face, presumably the person who Wanxuanzong wants to marry the saint the most is the Alchemist Palace!"

"No way! Although the Xuanming Sect is good, it can only be regarded as a second-rate force, how can it be compared to a first-class force like the Alchemist Palace. Jiang Feng's kid isn't rampant!

Under the ring, the chiefs who didn't know the situation were overjoyed when they saw Jiang Feng meet Wang Jin.

That's the Alchemist Palace, if you win, you will be hated, and if you lose, you will inevitably be ridiculed.

No matter whether Jiang Feng wins or loses, he can't get any good fruit to eat.

"I throw in the towel!"

"Haha! Seeing that the chief of the Void Sect was so frightened that he admitted defeat...... ......"

As soon as a chief finished speaking, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the person who raised his arm high in the ring was clearly Wang Jin and not Jiang Feng.

What's going on......?

It turned out to be Wang Jin of the Alchemist Hall who conceded defeat, shouldn't it be Jiang Feng, the chief of the Concealment Sect!?

The heads of the chief martial artists immediately twitched, was the disciple of the Alchemist Hall stupid?Or did he have a problem with his head!?

Wang Jin's actions really caught everyone off guard, and the elders in the VIP seats also looked at each other with blank expressions.

Only the elders of the Alchemist Hall had a calm face, and they did not show the slightest abnormality because of Wang Jin's actions.

"You just admit defeat, I thought you would give me another piece of red gold!" Jiang Feng was also surprised in his heart.

Wang Jin looked embarrassed, this bastard was still thinking about his own red gold.

"Others don't know you, but I understand it clearly, when you merge with the pulse realm, you have no opponent in the same level, and now you are in the Baoyuan realm, it must be even more so!"

This kid from the Concealment Void Sect is so strong, and there is no opponent in the same rank?

The people of the Alchemist Hall must have praised him too much! The chief disciples were shocked in their hearts, and their faces were in disbelief.

"Moreover, this time I came to go through the motions, because there is cooperation between the Alchemist Hall and the major sects, I was just temporarily pulled over to fill the number, there is no need to be so desperate!" Wang Jin was also direct, not caring at all about the embarrassed face of the elder of the Wanxuan Sect.

The big forces are the big forces, and they have their own confidence in what they say and do.

"So that's the case! Then you can step down! Go back and remember to say hello to your master on my behalf, and if I have the chance, I will go to the main hall to find him and ask him to serve him with good wine and food!" Jiang Feng waved his hand, not caring about Wang Jin's identity at all.

The corners of Wang Jin's mouth were slightly bitter, and the only one who dared to speak to the Alchemist Hall Elder in this tone was probably the only one in front of him.

Jiang Feng's words did not lower his voice, but everyone heard them clearly.

Yang Protector looked shocked, Jiang Feng was not the chief of a small country, when did he still have a relationship with the Alchemist Palace, and judging from their conversation, the relationship between this kid and the Alchemist Hall was not ordinary.

Even one of the elder's personal disciples was respectful to him.

Elder Wan Xuanzong was also frightened by him, and he became more and more unable to understand the young man in front of him.

"In this game, Jiang Feng, the chief of the Concealment Void Sect, wins!"

But no matter what, Jiang Feng's victory is an indisputable fact. Although most people are still in the fog and don't understand what the situation is, winning is winning.

At the end of the first game of the second round, Jiang Feng won without a fight and won very easily.

But it also provoked a lot of scolding from the chiefs.

Everyone thought that Jiang Feng was stealing and cheating, and Wang Jincai of the United Alchemist Hall was lucky to win. But how do they know, Wang Jin doesn't want to admit defeat, the key is that he is self-aware, even if he fights hard, he is just beaten by fat.

Why should men be embarrassed by men!

The second round of the competition passed quickly, and now, there are only four players left on the field, and one more win will be needed to make it to the final.

The people who can come here now have a certain strength in themselves, except for Jiang Feng, of course.

In the eyes of the chiefs, Jiang Feng was able to get to this point only by relying on the divine weapon in his hand, plus some luck. It's not the same as those chief disciples who have really fought.

"Jiang Feng, the chief of the Concealment Void Sect, against Zhou Qiang, the chief of the Golden Light Gate!"

Jiang Feng was still lazy, he didn't take his opponent in his eyes at all, and walked into the ring again.

"Don't do useless struggles, you are not my opponent, when I defeat you, I will defeat the chief of the Xuanying Sect to prove that I am the strongest!"

Walking up on the opposite side was a burly, muscular man with a shocking scar on his face.

"You admit defeat now, so as not to suffer from flesh and skin for a while!"

"I don't think it's me but you who suffer from the flesh and skin! If you want to fight, come quickly!" Jiang Feng flashed with his big hand, and an astonishing momentum emerged from his body.

"Wait a minute!" Zhou Qiang suddenly spoke, stopping Jiang Feng.

"It's not fair, I don't use weapons in Jinguangmen fights, it's not fair at all for you to compete with weapons in your hands! If you have the ability, don't use weapons, let's fight with our bare hands!" Zhou Qiang looked at the Breath Sword in Jiang Feng's hand, and said with a somewhat jealous expression.

In his eyes, Jiang Feng was just holding the Yuan Realm double, which was not enough evidence at all, and the key was the divine weapon in his hand.

"Yes, I just want to try my true strength!"

"Whew!" The breathing sword turned in Jiang Feng's hand, and then it was inserted into the ground, an iron sword without a blade, like cutting tofu, three feet into the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone was even more convinced that this iron sword, which seemed to be extremely rehabilitated, was actually a divine weapon.

"Haha! There is, let me see how capable you are!" Zhou Qiang laughed loudly.