Jiang Feng did not have obvious psychological fluctuations, but behaved very calmly.

Of course, he also knew that there was a gap between himself and He Jianqiang, but that gap was not irreparable.

If he can let go of the restrictions and use any means, Jiang Feng is confident that the two He Jianqiang are not his opponents. Needless to say, he and the doppelganger are possessed by a silver-armored puppet, and he can't beat any of them.

Even the famous sword demon rain can't cut down the silver armor puppet, and He Jianqiang is even less reliable.

There are also demon pets, spirit pets, and soul talismans, which one of them can't be handled.

However, none of these can be used, and the only thing Jiang Feng can use is probably the soul attack technique. And in the face of He Jianqiang, who has a strong heart and strong willpower, Jiang Feng did not dare to guarantee how effective his soul attack technique would be.

After all, Jiang Feng's soul attack skill is still at a relatively low level, bluffing people, but against the strong, the actual utility is very low, once the other party notices this, strictly guard against it, and the soul attack skill is just a decoration.

On Friday, in the second game, Jiang Feng played against He Jianqiang.

Although the competition is generally considered to have a huge reward, there are still many highlights, such as Jiang Feng is one of the biggest dark horses that emerged in this year's main competition, and he has overcome obstacles all the way and has not encountered a real opponent.

No matter how strong he was the runner-up of the last finals, the first few games were also extremely easy to defeat his opponents, and he did not show his true level at all.

Could it be that in this game, Jiang Feng was able to force He Jianqiang to use all his strength, even at the expense of using his killer weapon?

Everyone has a lot to look forward to this game.

Surrounded by four classmates, Jiang Feng took the lead in coming to the venue. Today, Jiang Feng changed into a black dress, which made him more low-key.

When Jiang Feng stood on the field, He Jianqiang was late.

He Jianqiang is not a too flamboyant person in terms of appearance, with good facial features, medium stature, and a more restrained expression. However, through the burning gaze projected by his eyes, he could feel that although it was just an ordinary match, he was so eager to win.

Behind the gentle countenance, there is an extremely strong and powerful heart.

Only if you are so strong that you are different from others will you usually restrain yourself, redouble your efforts, surpass others all the way, and let everyone be out of reach.

This is the mentality of a successful person, who is competitive, unwilling to lose to anyone, and has a strong desire to compete.

Just when Jiang Feng looked at He Jianqiang, He Jianqiang also began to observe Jiang Feng.

A little-known freshman of the first-year beast department, it is said that he is still a plant-based instrument spirit thorn flower, an inconspicuous waste martial spirit, and he actually went all the way from the top 128 in the main competition to the top 32!

What kind of person is he?

He Jianqiang looks at people with a high profile. It's not that he's extremely conceited, it's just that the rapid progress of the past two years has made him despise almost all his opponents.

Of course, he still has one goal that he has not achieved now, that is, the championship, and his opponent is only one, the last championship Yang Shenghao!

Compared with his real opponent Yang Shenghao, Jiang Feng looked immature and quiet.

If Jiang Feng is compared to a young man from the countryside, then Yang Shenghao is the son of a big family with noble blood in the city.

There is another point that He Jianqiang can't see very clearly, he can't even feel the murderous aura on Jiang Feng's body, just like an ordinary passerby, which is very strange, because he has seen all the opponents, including Yang Shenghao, have murderous aura!

Yang Shenghao's murderous aura is even more tyrannical, cold, and arrogant, but Yang Shenghao can restrain it, and if it is not carefully observed, it is difficult to find.

However, He Jianqiang was surprised to find that this first-year student at the spirit master level did not have the slightest murderous aura, which was indeed unusual.

He Jianqiang also noticed that Jiang Feng was very quiet and natural.

Every opponent he had seen before, including Yang Shenghao, He Jianqiang could keenly feel the other party's panic and nervousness, because their external expressions had betrayed them.

And Jiang Feng didn't, nothing.

He didn't seem to be here to participate in the competition, but to meet old friends who had been absent for many days, which He Jianqiang couldn't understand.

He Jianqiang calmly walked to the other side of the referee, smiled at Jiang Feng with a kind smile, and said softly: "Senior Brother Jiang Feng, you are very good!"

"Senior He Jianqiang, you are also very good!" Jiang Feng said.

"But you are my enemy on the field, and I will not show mercy to your men during the game!"

"Each other, each other!" Jiang Feng recognized He Jianqiang's straightforwardness, you can be good friends off the field, but you must not have any selfish thoughts on the field, otherwise it is likely to bring unnecessary trouble to yourself.

"I will defeat you by any means!" He Jianqiang's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said lightly.

Jiang Feng nodded, at this moment, the pressure He Jianqiang gave him soared sharply, and the other party had completely released his powerful aura to put pressure on Jiang Feng's psychology.

The referee could naturally sense He Jianqiang's momentum and said: "The rules on the field are clear to the two classmates, and I won't repeat them anymore, now I announce that the game is on!"

After speaking, the referee withdrew from the field, and only Jiang Feng and He Jianqiang were left on the empty platform.

He Jianqiang seemed to want to speak, Jiang Feng waved his hand, "Senior He Jianqiang, let's fight first." ”

A thrilling race has finally begun.

On the position of the rostrum, several veteran old monsters are joking wittily, describing a bloody plot, it is said that whoever went to the tryst in the middle of the night so-and-so, and the one who climbed over the wall to get in, but was beaten out by so-and-so with a dog-beating stick, and so on......

A handful of them are interested in this kind of topic and enjoy it.

"Lao Zhang, I heard that Gu Meinu accepted Xiao Yang's marriage proposal, now we have a happy wine to drink!"

"Well, they have been in love for so many years, and they should have a home, and my old man must attend the wedding banquet......! Oops, let's not talk about it, the game is on, I have to see if that He boy has improved this year......"

"Pull it down, are you worried about Yang Shenghao, I dare to say that even if He Boy has made great progress this year, he may not be able to surpass Yang Shenghao!"

"Get out of the way, Yang Shenghao won't let you make a few words, now it's the same as your relatives, I'm optimistic about that Jiang Feng, how can I get it, if Xiao Yang's apprentice enters the top eight, I will directly accept me as a closed disciple!"

“......”

The two monster-level old men didn't give in to each other, and they obviously quarreled with anger, and the people next to them quit.

"Old Zhangtou, old Wangtou, you two can give birth to a while, the game has started, when the game is over, you two might as well go on the field to compete and see who is better!"

The old Zhang glared at the other party angrily, "Hmph, I'm too lazy to compare with him!"

"Hey, hey, we haven't compared each other for twenty years, so if you have the guts, you can compare!"

"Get out of the way, all the old arms and legs are better than a fart, and they won't fall apart in a dozen, let others see the joke?"

......

(End of chapter)