In the martial arts arena, before Zhao Feng's competition started, Su Ziyan sang two songs, and it took more than ten minutes in total. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Feng couldn't see the other NPCs, but looking at the intoxicated expressions of his grandfather, grandmother, and senior sister, he knew that the effect was even better than he imagined.

The second song was about to end, and Zhao Feng said: "Grandpa, grandma, senior sister, and Yin Ziyanhong are my friends, but I don't know my identity in my world, so when you contact her and any other strangers, don't reveal the relationship between Rui Rui and me, just because the two of us are friends." ”

"Oh?"

Cao Xinyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he still gave up, and finally nodded a little weakly.

The grandson is so careful, apparently he is walking on thin ice in his own world!

With his knowledge, he could guess with his toes what his grandson's status was in the other world.

He still has some energy in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty, but when it comes to Sun Tzu's other world, he is also powerless.

Not long after Zhao Feng finished explaining, Su Ziyan's figure disappeared from the thunder and reappeared in the private room.

"Brother Shura, how am I doing?"

As soon as her body stood firm, Su Ziyan asked Zhao Feng a little nervously.

There was no audience in the ring, and she didn't know if her singing could impress NPCs, so she was a little nervous.

"Little girl, it's very good, although the melody of your two songs today is very peculiar, it cannot be denied that it is indeed very beautiful."

Before Zhao Feng could speak, Liu Qian took the first step to speak: "If you have free time in the future, you will come to Xuanwu City more often, and if you have any concert, I will definitely support it." ”

"By the way, it's called a concert, right? Am I not mistaken? ”

Liu Qian asked Zhao Feng for confirmation as she spoke.

Zhao Feng smiled and nodded, indicating affirmation.

"It's my blessing to be loved by the city lord's wife, as long as the lady wants to listen to the little girl's song in the future, let Brother Shura give me a message."

After receiving an affirmative reply, Su Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief, and her heart returned to calm, and she was also delicate and generous when she spoke, which made it easy for people to have a good impression.

"Okay, you guys talk here first, I'm going to play."

Seeing that grandma and Su Ziyan had the intention of continuing to chat, Zhao Feng interjected.

Through the transparent walls, he could already see a monk in his mid-30s dressed in a light yellow monk's robe waiting quietly in the middle.

A system prompt appeared in his mind just now asking if he wanted to enter the ring and fight against the sky.

"Go ahead, be careful, there is no time limit for this competition, and what Monk Changkong is best at is fist and foot kung fu."

"Got it, grandpa."

Zhao Feng smiled and nodded, and the next moment, his figure disappeared in the private room, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in the middle of the ring, only 10 meters away from the sky.

As in previous tournaments between players, as soon as Zhao Feng entered the ring, all the equipment on his body disappeared, replaced by a set of tabula rasa armor and a tabula rasa stick.

"Donor, poor monks are polite"

As soon as Zhao Feng appeared, he made a Buddha salute in the sky.

Although Changkong is a bald head, his facial features are well-proportioned and much more handsome than Zhao Feng.

Although he is a peak-level master, he has no momentum in his body, just like a little novice who doesn't know martial arts.

With a shallow smile on his face, combined with his elegant monk's robe, it is easy to make people feel good.

"Courteous." Zhao Feng also learned to perform a Buddhist ceremony.

"Please." Changkong smiled at Zhao Feng and motioned for him to make the first move.

Zhao Feng didn't know if this was the monk's humble behavior, or if he felt that his strength was not good and wanted to let himself.

No matter what it was, Zhao Feng didn't care, nodded, and got up with a stick!

Ten meters of distance passed in a flash, Zhao Feng came to Changkong's side in an instant, the long stick was swept away, and his arm disappeared along with the long stick!

"Bang!"

At the moment when the long stick disappeared, the long empty arm was raised to the position of his chest, and the next moment, Zhao Feng's long stick appeared, which happened to appear at the position of his arm!

-100

An injury that made Zhao Feng laugh dumbly floated out from the top of Changkong's head!

This long empty arm is made of iron, right?

As soon as my mind moved, a long stick turned into 40 in an instant!

40, ten stick shadows instantly shrouded the sky, and the surrounding body was acupuncture!

Zhao Feng's change was very sudden, but Changkong's reaction was not slow, he didn't attack, he pinched an orchid finger with both hands, and his left hand instantly moved forward a little, and a golden energy flew out from his fingers, and instantly came to the center of Zhao Feng's eyebrows!

Attack the enemy and save it!

Changkong's reaction was not slow, but Zhao Feng had already guarded against his move!

The long stick attack remained unchanged, and under the shroud of his huge spiritual power, the incomparably swift finger power was not fast in his perception, and his head twisted slightly, easily avoiding it!

Boom Boom Boom ......

In an instant, most of the forty stick shadows hit the sky, and a dense wave of damage flew up from above his head! The damage is not high, it is one or two hundred, but there are many of them!

What's more, when all the stick shadows disappeared, leaving only one stick shadow, the last long stick head was directly in the middle of Changkong's throat, and the other end was tightly held in Zhao Feng's hand!

No one doubted that Zhao Feng could leave a big hole in his throat with just a light stroke!

"Take!"

Retracting the long stick, Zhao Feng once again performed a Buddha salute to Changkong.

Changkong's eyes were a little hollow, his mouth was open, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say.

Hurry, it's so fast!

He didn't expect Zhao Feng to be able to dodge his finger force without defending at such a close distance! I didn't expect to lose so quickly!

Ten percent of his strength, and one percent of it will be released!

But defeat is defeat, and there are countless eyes around at this moment! Even if he is unwilling, he has to admit his failure!

Although he is a monk, he is not without a sense of victory.

I was defeated like this, and I was really unwilling in my heart.

With a hint of depression, Changkong still squeezed out a smile, and made a Buddhist salute to Zhao Feng: "Donor, this time it is the poor monk who is careless, I hope there will be a chance to learn from the donor again in the future." ”

"Good"

Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.

The laughter is not because he won, but because he found that after the Prajna Heart Sutra broke through to the innate and his mental power skyrocketed, his thinking speed increased more than ten times compared to before!

If it was before, even if he could avoid the finger power of the sky, it would not be so easy!

Seeing that Zhao Feng did not have the arrogance of a victor in his eyes, Changkong was in a slightly better mood, and said to Zhao Feng again: "Donor, the next one is Xiao Bo, please don't make the same mistake as a poor monk." ”

Although he only has a one-trick friendship with Zhao Feng, Zhao Feng has a good impression on him at present, so he deliberately reminds him.

"Thank you."

Although Changkong's words still revealed that he still felt that he would not be that Xiao Bo's opponent, Zhao Feng still smiled and nodded at him.

Smiled at Zhao Feng, and Changkong's body disappeared in the ring.

"System Prompt: Congratulations to the player on your victory, you still have 4 matches to play, do you need to take a 10-minute break?"

As soon as his mind moved, Zhao Feng directly chose no.

As with the player's match, after the game, all the player's states are fully restored, but those are all in-game attributes, and the spirit consumed is in reality, which requires real rest to recover, not data!

Just after the end of the move, Zhao Feng didn't have any consumption, so he was naturally too lazy to rest, not arrogant.