"System prompt: Congratulations to the players for passing the second round of the competition, please ask if you want to rest for 10 minutes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

As soon as Xiao Bo admitted defeat and left, a system prompt sounded in Zhao Feng's mind.

"Yes"

Unlike last time, this time Zhao Feng chose to rest.

The battle with Xiao Bo just now was not long, only a few minutes, but the last blow consumed a lot of his energy!

Although he is in good condition now, he will wait for the top masters of the younger generation that he needs to face!

For the sake of his own honor, and in order to prove that he is worthy of his senior sister, he must go all out in every battle!

"Grandson, well done!"

As soon as Zhao Feng appeared in the private room, Cao Xinyang grinned and gave Zhao Feng a thumbs up.

Originally, he thought that Zhao Feng could defeat Changkong, and he was already very content, but he didn't expect that Zhao Feng would even be defeated by Xiao Bo head-on!

With this battle, even if the next three are lost, no one in the Heavenly Dragon Dynasty will dare to despise him!

"Fluke"

Zhao Feng smiled and nodded at Ouyang Qianqian, Tian Rui, and Su Ziyan as he spoke.

"Fluke, what a fluke!"

Cao Xinyang laughed, he liked Zhao Feng's calmness, not arrogant or discouraged when he wins!

"Okay, you can rest, there are still three tough battles ahead!"

He really didn't have much confidence in Zhao Feng before, but now he has several more expectations!

"Yes"

Ten minutes is not a long time, and Zhao Feng didn't want it to be wasted, so after nodding to everyone, he sat directly cross-legged and began to cultivate the Prajna Heart Sutra!

The Prajna Heart Sutra can be invoked both in games and in reality, and it is the best way to restore the spirit.

10 minutes is not a long time, Zhao Feng is meditating and resting, and everyone else in the private room is trying to breathe as lightly as possible, so as not to disturb his recovery.

In the past ten minutes, Su Ziyan has been sitting silently beside him and watching him.

Ghost Shadow Shura has attracted a lot of attention since the early days of the game.

It's just that at the beginning, the impact was not so great, but as time went by, his strength also broke everyone's imagination and expectations again and again.

Until now, he is the first person in Huaxia District!

If he builds a gang, there will be countless servant players!

That's the case, he still insists on being alone! And the speed of rise is far beyond ordinary people's imagination!

The last time they broke through the dungeon together, Su Ziyan felt that she already knew very well about the ghost shadow Shura, but she didn't expect to refresh her cognition again today!

Whether it is the relationship with the Xuanwu City Lord, or the combat effectiveness he showed today, any kind of leakage is leaked, I don't know how many people will go crazy!

She had always been curious about how Ghost Shadow Shura had managed to reach the point where even Xuanyuan Dawn, Red Rose and other super gang leaders couldn't do it in her personal capacity!

10 minutes passed quickly, and when the system prompt sounded in his mind again, his spirit had returned to his peak state!

Smiling and nodding at everyone, Zhao Feng's mind moved, and his body disappeared from the private room and reappeared in the ring again.

When Zhao Feng's body appeared, another figure also came out of another section of the ring.

"Song Qizhi, fortunately!"

The handsome young man on the opposite side held a long sword and saluted Zhao Feng with a fist.

Just now Zhao Feng won Xiao Bo, and he has already been recognized!

Song Qizhi, the grandson of Prime Minister Song, one of the two pillars of the Tianlong Dynasty! And his name also fully reflects the Prime Minister's expectations of him!

It's a pity that he abandoned Wen Chongwu, and I don't know what the Prime Minister thinks in his heart.

"Ghost Shadow Shura, please!" Zhao Feng saluted with a stick.

Song Qizhi nodded, and he didn't be polite anymore, his long sword shook, and he rushed directly towards Zhao Feng!

"Nine Palace Sword Technique!"

As soon as he came to Zhao Feng's side, the long sword in Song Qizhi's hand suddenly transformed into 9 sword shadows, surrounding Zhao Feng in the middle from all directions!

It's all sides, not just the side he's from!

The 9 sword shadows are not laid flat, but vertically, with the tips of the swords pointing downward!

The 9 sword shadows formed three triangles, the big ones were small, and the layers were nested, and Zhao Feng was the center of those triangles!

As soon as the sword shadow appeared, it flew down from the air with a shudder, and at the same time stabbed at all the key positions on Zhao Feng's body!

The speed of the sword shadow is extremely fast, and it is coming in an instant!

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The speed of the sword shadow is very fast, but Zhao Feng is also not slow, the sword shadow just approached within 2 meters of Zhao Feng's body, the field of the stick instantly exploded, and the nine sword shadows instantly turned into ashes under the high-frequency vibration of the long stick!

The Nine Palaces Sword Technique is very powerful, attacking from nine different directions at the same time, allowing the enemy to take care of one and lose the other, but unfortunately it has touched the field of all-round defense!

Phantom Sword!

As soon as the Nine Sword Shadows disappeared, Song Qizhi had already come to Zhao Feng's side, and the long sword in his hand stabbed forward, and hundreds of Sword Shadows were conjured!

Hundreds of sword shadows attacked at the same time, and Dao Dao had an incomparable edge, which was even more chilling than the real sword!

Time is pressing, Zhao Feng can't judge which one is true, and he doesn't need to judge!

The realm of the stick instantly retracted, turning into a stick shield more than one person tall in front of him!

"Qiang Qiang ......"

Another dense collision sounded!

Not all of these hundreds of sword shadows are illusory shadows, more than half of them are condensed by sword qi!

If Zhao Feng had a trace of luck just now, then he has definitely been stabbed into a sieve now!

Fiction is real, reality is virtual!

The sword shadow has just disappeared, and Song Qizhi is gone!

It's not a thief's stealth, and the spirit detection can't find any information!

Immerse yourself in the air! He has already surpassed Zhao Feng by one realm!

The figure had just disappeared, and the next moment, Zhao Feng's long stick suddenly pointed out to the left rear space!

Boom!

The long stick was halfway pointed, and Song Qizhi's figure appeared, and the long stick hit the body of the long sword!

Falling into the air was broken!

Song Qizhi's eyes showed surprise for the first time!

He knew that Zhao Feng's strength was not weak, but entering the air with his body had always been one of his biggest killer skills, and it was almost rare to meet opponents among the younger generation!

He has countless fame among the younger generation, and his ability to enter the void is indispensable!

In his mind, he was already seamless, even if he couldn't end the battle, he should have injured Zhao Feng!

As a result, the other party directly blocked it! also broke his own body into the air!

What a keen perception!

Song Qizhi was shocked in his heart, but his movements were not slow!

Countless internal forces frantically poured into the long sword from the body!

He and Zhao Feng are less than 2 meters apart!

At such a distance, if he used the Phantom Sword again, he believed that Zhao Feng felt that he would not be able to resist it!

Although Song Qizhi's idea is very good, Zhao Feng is faster!

As soon as the long stick hit the long sword, a thunder stick qi burst out from the long stick in an instant, flying out along his long sword!

Although the Thunder Stick Qi is only a level 3 stick technique, it is an entry level, but it is extremely fast!

The distance of 2 meters came in an instant, and Song Qizhi didn't even have time to react, and the small thunder stick qi hit his palm along the long sword!

Rumble!

With a loud bang, Song Qizhi's fingers were blown open, and the long sword fell to the ground with a clatter!

At the moment when the long sword left his hand, Zhao Feng's wrist twisted, and the long stick instantly came to the position of Song Qizhi's neck, stopping at a position only a millimeter away from his neck!

"Take!"

As soon as the long stick stopped, it was instantly retracted by Zhao Feng!

Stopping in an instant, the two seemingly simple movements were made as smooth as flowing water, not only Song Qizhi opposite, Cao Xinyang and Liu Qian in the private room all nodded secretly.

While nodding, the two of them had smiles on their faces.

Before, the two thought that if Zhao Feng could draw with Song Qizhi, they would be very happy, but they didn't expect Zhao Feng to win! And win so cleanly!

Regardless of the next two battles, the name Ghost Shadow Shura is destined to resound throughout the dynasty!