Chapter Ninety-Six: Thunderbolt Means

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Soon, the two people in the competition finally decided the winner, as if this result was caused by the arrival of her who was shrouded in black. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, the host who stood silently on the side announced the results of the competition softly, and then, the next game was about to start again, and this time, the name of Xue Yan was among the names shouted by the host.

Hearing her name called, she walked over slowly, just like Xuanyuan Feng, but unlike Xuanyuan Feng, the cold aura she exuded from her body made people dare not have the slightest contempt for her.

Everywhere she passed, everyone vaguely felt that a cold current slowly passed, so that many people, as cultivators, couldn't help but shiver a few times, because the cold surged from the bottom of their hearts, and who could erase such a feeling from the bottom of their hearts?

Even at this moment, the person who was standing quietly waiting to compete with her, looking at her gradually coming from far and near, and the cold feeling that came with it, made him shiver slightly.

Then, he clearly knew that his competition was hanging!

Even so, after the two reported their respective names, they started a fight, even if they didn't have the slightest chance of winning, I had to compete in an honest manner, and after I really lost, I could really lose.

Then, not long after the two fought together, the victory and defeat were gradually separated, Xue Yan easily took down the victory of this competition, and then, after the host announced, she walked off the competition and left directly.

From Xuanyuan Feng's departure to Xue Yan's departure, there was actually only a short period of time in between, if Xuanyuan Feng stayed here for a while, then he would be able to see her competition with his own eyes, and he would have seen her with his own eyes.

It's just that it seems that the big hands in the dark don't want him to meet her now, because everything is not yet there.

What will happen when the two meet on the jousting arena on that day?

In the next few days, Xuanyuan Feng only showed his face in the martial arts arena every day, and then left, he walked through several other martial arts arenas in the past few days, and still did not find the person he wanted to find.

It's just that on the third day after his competition, when he happened to go to the martial arts arena, there was Na Shirley among the two people who were competing on the stage, so this was the only competition he stayed to watch in the past few days.

And among all these martial arts arenas, the first to complete the first round of competition was not the Qianzhi martial arts arena with a relatively small number of people, and the Kunzhi martial arts arena with a small number of people.

On the contrary, it is the Kanzhi martial arts arena where the number of people is more than half of the Kunzhi martial arts field, because in the Qianzhi martial arts arena, each competition almost took nearly a day, and the Kunzhi martial arts arena is somewhat similar to it, there are four or five competitions that take half a day, so it takes a lot of time.

The strange thing is that in the Kanzhi martial arts arena, none of the competitions are very long, most of them are finished within a hundred breaths, and some are even shorter, just like Xuanyuan Feng's own competition, in fact, they have carried out twenty breaths after the full battle, and the results are not divided in less time, not to say that the cultivators who compete in the Kanzhi martial arts arena are not powerful, and there are no people who are very terrifying in their cultivation.

Because the number of people in each competition field is different, and the time of each of their competitions is not the same, so after the first round of their competitions in each martial arts field, they have a few days of rest time for a long or short time, so that everyone can adjust their state to the best in the upcoming competition.

Finally, on the tenth day of the second level, all the martial arts arenas, the first round of competitions are over, and the second round of competitions has started on this day, because after a competition, a full half of them have been eliminated, so that the number of participants next to each martial arts field is much less, because those who have been eliminated have gone to the competition field they want to see, and they have watched the competition they want to see the most from afar.

On this day, Xuanyuan Feng once again ushered in his second competition.

When he heard the already familiar host call out his name, he was still the same as last time, and he walked over, still wearing the pale white wide clothes, and his long hair was still a little scattered, but he didn't cover his entire appearance like last time, so that everyone in the audience finally saw his true face clearly.

Between the eyebrows, sure enough, it can really be described as a good face with a rich and handsome face, but why is he like this?

These thoughts can't help but breed wildly in the minds of everyone in the audience, why does his body seem to be filled with countless desolations, so lonely and lonely, and inadvertently tugging at the heartstrings of the girls in the audience.

"Autumn Breeze!" As always, after the opponent introduced himself, he succinctly spat out two words, and his voice was a little cold.

It's just that among the many people watching in the audience, there are even more people who see Xuanyuan Feng for the first time, and they are just like those on that day, and they also think so in their hearts, but there is more strange in their expressions than those people on that day.

There was no other reason, because they felt that there were many people around them who seemed to have some expectation in their expressions when they saw Xuanyuan Feng, as if there was something else in him that they didn't know.

Looking at Xuanyuan Feng in front of him, who was very flattering, if it weren't for a competition with him, I was afraid that he wouldn't take it to heart, and he, standing opposite Xuanyuan Feng at the moment, was from the Feixian Gate with which Xuanyuan Feng had some festivals, or just some people, or rather, Xuanyuan Feng didn't take that person to heart, and he didn't know about it.

Seeing that the opponent made a look of being ready for battle, Xuanyuan Feng couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, when the other party introduced himself before, it seemed that he didn't know the relationship between some people in the door and him, if it weren't for that, I'm afraid there would be some hardships to suffer.

"Go!" A light drink, fingers pointed forward, Xuanyuan Feng directly conjured two illusory sword shadows beside him, and went directly towards the person who flew to the Immortal Gate, and in an instant, he flew directly to the front of the person, if he didn't feel Xuanyuan Feng's movements, I was afraid that he would be defeated by him without any reaction.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Feng, who had conjured up two sword shadows beside him in the blink of an eye, this Flying Immortal Sect disciple did not dare to be distracted in the slightest, so he hurriedly laid a strong defense in front of him, waiting for his next move.

It's just that everything is just a fantasy, and the disciples of the Feixian Sect, who thought that they should be able to defend themselves, never dreamed that the powerful defense they cast, under the shadow of the two speeding swords, did not let it pause in the slightest, it was completely like a void, even if it was a knife to cut tofu, it would take strength, even if it was paper paste, it was much better than his defense.

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" A few times, the two sword shadows passed through the defense one after another, and then the body of the Flying Immortal Sect disciple, and finally disappeared into the martial arts arena behind him.

"Ding bell!" Then only a crisp sound was heard, and the weapon that the Flying Immortal Sect disciple was holding tightly in his hand fell directly out of his hand and slammed into the ground.

And he, after this sound, wanted to struggle to do something, but then he felt that he had no strength in his body, and there was a panic in his eyes, and he threw himself directly to the ground.

The person who presided over this scene glanced at Xuanyuan Feng who stood indifferently with some displeasure, and one jumped to the side of the Flying Immortal Sect disciple, and after glancing at him heavily, he withdrew his previous slight displeasure, and then directly announced the result.

Immediately afterwards, a few people from the audience came over quickly, and came to the side of the Feixian Sect disciple who was on the ground, and after taking a heavy look, he directly helped him up and left quickly.

And Xuanyuan Feng had no sorrow or joy about this, as if he didn't care about his own victory, and then continued to leave the competition field directly under the slow pace of Yan Shan, in the midst of many dull eyes off the field, which made many people sigh, it turned out that this is chic!

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