Chapter 142: Winning the Championship Easily

"Wang Junxiu, how did you make him like this? Can you tell me? Ling Qingwu, a genius female disciple, looked at Chen Feng with a look of hope.

"This, I'll tell you later, it's a competition now, anyway, this competition is too informal, whoever wants to go on it, and there is only one judge, and now even the judges have run away, so it's better for you to preside over it, senior sister." Chen Feng suggested.

Ling Qingwu nodded, just about to settle the chaotic crowd. But at this moment, Nangong Yijian flashed into the ring, his expression was cold, and his whole body exuded murderous aura.

Chen Feng smiled, it seems that Nangong Yijian knows about the situation this time, but what's the use of him coming here? Do you want to challenge yourself?

"I just received news that someone privately used a medium-grade flying sword against a fellow disciple at Dabi, but is there such a thing?" Nangong Yijian's eyes stared at Chen Feng deadly.

Chen Feng frowned, since his senior sister gave him a medium-grade flying sword, it means that it should be able to be used in the ring, but now it seems that it can't!

"Senior brother, don't get me wrong, there are no rules at all in this big competition, so you can use a medium-grade flying sword." Ling Qingwu said.

"I see." Chen Feng understood.

"Wang Junxiu, why don't you arrest me soon? What are you waiting for. Nangong said angrily.

Chen Feng didn't respond to him, this kind of vexatious guy is not worth paying attention to.

Nangong Yijian found that Chen Feng dared to ignore him, and immediately became angry: "Wang Junxiu, do you dare to fight with me?" ”

Chen Feng frowned, he wanted to teach Nangong Yijian a lesson, but now is not the time, there is a Gathering True Grass in the Secret Realm of Trials, and after obtaining it, it can be refined into a Gathering True Pill.

If it is refined into a medium-grade Juzhen Pill, then it can be upgraded by two small levels in a row.

At that time, Chen Feng will be able to rise to the Silver Nine Star. Chen Feng believes that as long as he works hard, he will be able to quickly reach the golden star. Only by improving one's cultivation can one defeat Ye Feng and save Lin Xue from fire and water.

"Next time." Chen Feng doesn't want to compare with him yet.

"Yes, when is the next time?" Nangong Yijian was anxious to avenge the broken arm, and the anger in his eyes was very strong at the moment, and he couldn't wait at all. If he hadn't taken into account that there were so many people around him looking at him, he would have rushed up to fight Chen Feng to the death.

"In two weeks." Chen Feng said, anyway, he will return to his own territory in two weeks, if Nangong Yijian dares to come, then he will lead a large army to surround Nangong Yijian and fight.

"Okay, that's what you said, everyone heard that, right? The game continues, you can do whatever you want, I don't interfere. However, what Fang Dahu said today, if anyone dares to leak it, then don't blame me for being polite. Nangong Yijian left here after taking a look at everyone.

"Chen Feng, he's going to kill everyone!" Ling Qingwu was a little worried.

"I know, don't worry, if he really dares to kill people in the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, I will make him regret it." Chen Feng said with a smile, the recording function of the smartphone is not blown, if Nangong dares to kill with a sword, then he will record that scene.

However, Chen Feng was still a little worried in his heart, if Nangong Yijian went to make trouble in the trial secret realm, then it was estimated that those people would really die, after all, in the trial secret realm, monks could fight with each other at will.

"Alright, I'm going to host the game, come on." Ling Qingwu jumped into the ring, and after a few simple words, he began to preside over the competition.

Chen Feng didn't go up so quickly, he planned to go up again the last one.

"There are thirty-one people left, and it's time." Chen Feng flew into the ring, as long as he defeated the person in the ring again, then he could enter the top thirty.

"Why are you still holding that medium-grade flying sword?" Zhang Fan was a little flustered.

"Can't you? Didn't Nangong Yijian say anything just now? So it's in line with the rules to use a medium-grade flying sword, let's start fighting, take the move! Chen Feng rushed towards him at great speed.

"Ahh No! Don't chase me! Zhang Fan ran back at great speed and jumped directly out of the ring.

Chen Feng nodded, the plan was successful, he planned to scare the other party away at the beginning, and now the goal has been achieved.

"I announce that the first thirty have officially become outer disciples, those who have not obtained the qualifications of outer disciples should leave quickly, and the remaining thirty people, please fight again, the first person in Dabi will get a Dingyan Pill, and a medium-grade flying sword will also be given."

The masses were boiling.

"Medium-grade flying sword, that power is not small, just look at Wang Junxiu, you can cut down a silver nine-star monk with one sword."

"But isn't it, who said that if you hold a medium-grade flying sword, you can only cut down a monk who is one level higher than you? Didn't Wang Junxiu of the Silver Seven Stars directly cut down Fang Dahu of the Silver Nine Stars? ”

"It can be seen that cultivation is not the most important thing, the important thing is the flying sword!"

"If it's really the flying sword that is more important than cultivation, then why do you still cultivate? Let's go to the iron. Chen Feng felt amused.

But he didn't know that there was really a person in this world who became famous by striking iron, and that person was on the Wangyun Peak of the Five Great Peaks, known as the refining master of the Refining Sect, specializing in creating divine weapons.

"Who else is not convinced? If you are not convinced, you can come up directly. Chen Feng stuck his big sword into the ground and looked around with his eyes.

"I'm coming!" A disciple of the Silver Nine Stars came to the stage.

Ling Qingwu looked at Chen Feng with interest, she knew that Chen Feng was durable, and that Silver Nine Star Monk would definitely not be able to help him. But he didn't seem to be able to help the silver nine-star monk, and this battle was estimated to be difficult to fight.

Just when Ling Qingwu was thinking wildly, Chen Feng put away the medium-grade flying sword.

"What do you mean by that? Look down on me? Zhang Yun said.

"That's true, so let's do it, you punch me, if I'm okay, then you automatically admit defeat, how about it?" Chen Feng was full of confidence and didn't take Zhang Yun to heart at all.

"Is that true?" Zhang Yun was eager to try, if Chen Feng didn't use that medium-grade flying sword, then he was really not afraid of Chen Feng. It's just that in his opinion, Chen Feng has always been cunning, and he is afraid that Chen Feng will cheat, and if he suddenly pulls out the medium-grade flying sword, it will be troublesome.

Chen Feng saw his concern and said with a smile: "I can hand over the flying sword to Senior Sister Ling for safekeeping first." ”

The mid-grade flying sword came out of his hand and plunged into the ground in front of Ling Qingwu.

Zhang Yun put his mind at ease, if he didn't dare to do it like this, it would be too shameless, after all, there were still so many people watching him.

"You're watching!" Zhang Yun blasted out with a punch, but he didn't use all his strength, after all, Chen Feng was just a silver seven star,

After a punch, Chen Feng was fine.

Zhang Yun regretted it, and he had known that he would blast out with all his might.

"I throw in the towel." Zhang Yun stepped down.

"Next, who else is not convinced." Chen Feng looked around.

"I'm coming!" Another monk with a silver nine-star.

"I don't know if that condition is still counted?"

"Count naturally, come on!" Chen Feng opened his stomach and let him fight.

This time, the Silver Nine-Star monk threw a punch with all his might, but Chen Feng was still fine.

Everyone was stunned, it was really rare to see such a strong monk in the flesh.

"Who else?" Chen Feng has never fought such a cool fight, and no one dares to come up, this kind of proud world feels really good.

There are not many monks in the Silver Nine Stars, only two.