Guan Feng glanced at Ye Feiming's direction, and smiled helplessly at his disciple: "As a teacher, I shouldn't have brought you here." ”

"Go, since you have come with such a heart, you can't give up halfway. Guan Feng sighed softly, "You are better than your teacher, and you may be able to ascend to the Spirit Emperor realm and expand the Qingfeng Pavilion in the future." ”

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Soon, the second round of challenges began.

With Yan Feng and Zhao Junzhu in the way, those guys who don't have strength are also self-aware, and they don't dare to go up to show ugliness, and most of the guys who dare to play are guys with real materials.

For example:

"Qingfeng Pavilion Zhang Mengli, challenge Ye Feiming, the first true legend of Thunder Pavilion!"

"Shentu Pavilion Dusha, challenge the second true legend of the Thunder Pavilion Wang Chong!"

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Ye Feiming looked at Zhang Mengli, who had a bit of the temperament of a beauty in the water town in the south of the Yangtze River in front of her, and was a little surprised in her heart, but somehow, she subconsciously looked in the direction of the audience Xi Linzhe.

Lin Zhe was also looking at Zhang Mengli, the woman who still accompanied him in the world, looked so young at this time, and there was a huge difference between the image of the Divine Dream Saint Monarch in his impression.

But I have to say that Zhang Mengli's current appearance made him involuntarily rise a desire to protect in his heart, which was a different experience brought by the reversal of time and the intertwining of memories in his mind.

In an instant, Lin Zhe rushed to the stage, pulled Zhang Mengli to a place where there were only two people, and poured out the secret impulse in his heart, which was the so-called youthful blood brought about by the full blood and blood business in his heart after being reborn, but it was just a moment, and he was pressed down.

There is no doubt that among Lin Zhe's women, Zhang Mengli is reliable, but they don't know each other at this time, and he is not willing to let Zhang Mengli bear too much in his heart.

"Hmm!"

Lin Zhe was a little embarrassed, he suddenly found that Ye Feiming was looking at him, her eyes were a little strange, not only that, but even Ling Yue and Ling Xue beside him were looking at him a little strangely.

It's no wonder that as soon as Zhang Mengli came to power, he looked at others so directly, and everyone had to think crookedly.

"Brother Lin, this Zhang Mengli is the personal disciple of the Qingfeng Pavilion Supervisor, even if you like people, you don't have to look at them like this, right?" Ling Xue's small mouth was raised high, and although she didn't look angry, she couldn't help but smell of vinegar.

Lin Zhe smiled dumbly in his heart, could he say that he was distracted because he recalled some past events?

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"Senior Sister Ye, Mengli came to the stage to challenge Senior Sister Ye, Senior Sister ignores Little Sister like this, does she think that Little Sister is shallow in cultivation and can't be Senior Sister's opponent?" Zhang Mengli saw that Ye Feiming didn't seem to look at herself, but she didn't make a surprise attack like Qiao Feng before, but asked politely.

Ye Feiming retracted her gaze, and saw that Lin Zhe didn't look at herself, her heart was a little settled, but there was a trace of complicated emotions, and she silently scolded in her heart, "Scumbag!"

After calming down a little, she faced Zhang Mengli and said apologetically: "Distracted for a while, Fei Ming is rude, Senior Sister Zhang asks for advice." ”

Zhang Mengli took a breath lightly, her face was a little solemn, although Ye Feiming's words were so, but in her tone, that strong confidence was self-evident, and she didn't regard her as a threat at all.

"Brush!" Two cyan long exercises suddenly shot out from Zhang Mengli's sleeves, like two green snakes, turning into lightning and biting towards Ye Feiming.

The purple arc flickered suddenly, and the next moment, Ye Feiming had disappeared in place, and the two cyan horses struck at the place where Ye Feiming had just been, making a "sonorous" metal clashing sound, but the competition platform was still suspended in the air, not moving at all.

"I have long heard that Qingfeng Pavilion has an inherited Tian-level treasure, called Yizhang Qingsha, but I don't want to pass it on to Senior Sister Zhang. ”

On the other side of the competition platform, Ye Feiming seemed to have never moved, still breezy and calm, and her expression when she looked at Zhang Mengli did not change in the slightest.

"It's not as good as Senior Sister's god-like body. Although Zhang Mengli was casually flattering, she was faintly helpless in her heart, and she didn't face Ye Feiming directly, but she was afraid that it would be difficult to feel how terrifying her body was.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Feiming only dodged her own attack by a millimeter, but she had a faint feeling that the so-called millimeter difference was actually controlled by Ye Feiming.

"Brush!"

"Brush!"

The two cyan horses flew again one after another, one locked on to Ye Feiming's position, and the other rushed towards the other position.

"Whew!"

The purple arc jumped suddenly, pulling out a twisted thunderbolt on the tournament platform, and once again dodged Zhang Mengli's two attacks.

"Boom!"

The prediction failed, Zhang Mengli was not disappointed and discouraged, and continued to wave a zhang of green yarn to attack Ye Feiming.

For a time, the sound of "sonorous" was endless.

A zhang green yarn is the inheritance of Qingfeng Pavilion, a heaven-level treasure, with strong lethality, is a weapon that cannot be underestimated, with the unique spiritual power of Qingfeng Pavilion, it can be a sword, it can also be a shield, offensive and defensive integration, strong for a while.

Don't look at Zhang Mengli's every blow was easily dodged by Ye Feiming, and it hit the competition platform, leaving no traces, but if it fell on the strong man in the middle stage of the Spirit King, I was afraid that the latter would be seriously injured.

So although there was a "sonorous" sound on the first competition platform, and the two stunning beauties did not collide fiercely, anyone with a discerning eye knows how dangerous their competition is.

But there is no shortage of people who don't understand anything.

"Ye Feiming, what are you doing, running circles around Zhang Mengli?"

"Zhang Mengli is too, just entangled with Ye Feiming, wasting spiritual power. ”

"Shut up! If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense, these two have extremely high combat awareness, do you think everyone is like you, come up and shoot with a combat skill at the bottom of the box, and let the spiritual power be consumed?" Someone angrily reprimanded: "Which of the people on the competition platform is not an elite, and which one will directly smash his spiritual power as soon as he comes?"

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"Zhang Mengli's prediction is too terrifying, if I were in her realm, I might not be able to achieve this level. "In the Xia Xian team, the captain is instructing the team members in the team channel," Ye Feiming is even more terrifying, her position is almost impeccable, and she retains the greatest room for counterattack at all times, as long as Zhang Mengli's attack has a little flaw, she will be caught by her just run, and then defeated in one fell swoop, which is worthy of being a character with a combat consciousness evaluation of A+. ”

"The two of them have controlled the consumption of spiritual power very well and maintained a good combat state. Han Xin also said, "After all, this is not a battle of life and death, there are people with status on both sides, and you can't tell whether you live or die." ”

At this moment, the bald man came back quietly, and the reincarnators of the Xia Xian team present, although they were no different from other audiences on the surface, were still watching the competition on the stage with expressionless faces, only occasionally turning their heads.

But in fact, they are very lively in the channel of the Samsara Squad.

"Tell me, Jilai, what's the news?" the captain asked in the channel.

Ji Lai, that is, the bald man, said in a low voice in the channel: "Several teams are not willing to spend money, only the people of the white team have a lot of money and directly buy Lin Zhe's information. ”

The captain nodded slightly and sighed, "The white ghosts are really wealthy, or the mist lord god's offer to Lin Zhe is a little lower." ”

"Maybe it had something to do with the killing of Master Ivan. Han Xin answered.

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