Don't hurt people until the end. The law enforcement elder was about to announce the two courtyards of today's competition, but Zhao Feng walked to the front of the stage from behind the listening sword, except for listening to the sword, in addition to listening to the sword on the high platform, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at Zhao Feng who was standing in front of him, his eyes were bright.

Chu Changyin still sat there calmly, but there was helplessness on his lips, obviously guessing what Zhao Feng was going to do, Fu Wan's eyes lit up with excitement, and even Bu Jinghan's eyes showed appreciation.

The law enforcement elder looked at Zhao Feng with a puzzled expression, he didn't understand what Zhao Feng's intentions were when he suddenly stepped forward at this time. However, Zhao Feng's next move answered his doubts very well.

Zhao Feng smiled and clenched his fists, and the voice blessed with internal breath clearly reached the ears of everyone present: "Zhao Feng of the Heaven Covering Academy, here to challenge the top five disciples of the middle level of the Fourth Academy, please advise!" ”

On the Taichu Square, because of Zhao Feng's words, it was completely boiling, the middle-level disciples were angry and arrogant, and the first-level disciples were in an uproar, but most of the disciples recognized Zhao Feng as the disciple of the rumored fourth-order wooden envoy, so they didn't say anything too ugly, but they still felt that Zhao Feng was a little self-conscious. After all, there is also a gap in the fourth order, how can the disciples outside compare with those of the Primal Sword Sect.

Zhao Feng was still a little nervous when he spoke, but after finishing speaking, he relaxed when he saw the reaction below, but the law enforcement elder pulled down his face and scolded: "Nonsense!" ”

Zhao Feng looked at the black face of the law enforcement elder and said with a smile: "Elder, since we have to fight in the end, and I am the only one in our courtyard, it is not nonsense for me to ask for this." ”

The law enforcement elder squinted: "What I'm saying is that you want to challenge a middle-level disciple, it's just nonsense!" ”

Zhao Feng: "Elder, I'm not arrogant, or rather, I'm sure of that. ”

Wu Heji looked at Zhao Feng in front of him for a moment, from him he saw the shadow of Tingjian back then, when he was not a law enforcement elder, Tingjian also used to stand in Taichu Square like this, but Tingjian was expressionless, Zhao Feng smiled, but his eyes were indeed the same firmness.

Wu He Ji stopped talking, calmly looked at the indignant or excited disciples in the audience, the top five middle-level disciples of the four courtyards looked at each other and nodded, the middle-level chief of the Taichu Academy expressed his attitude first, Gu Shuyue calmly hugged his fists and said: "The Taichu Academy accepts Zhao Feng...... Junior Brother's Proposal. ”

Gu Shuyue expressed his attitude, and the middle ranks of the other three academies did not object, but Liu Ran immediately spoke: "Zhao Feng is a junior brother after all, and it is not good for us to take advantage of our junior brother and sister too much." ”

Liu Ran paused and saw that the other three chiefs didn't react, and continued: "It's better than this, as long as Senior Brother Zhao Feng wins the best four in the internal competition of our four major courtyards, even if Senior Brother Zhao Feng is the first mid-level disciple of the Taichu Sword Sect, how about it?" ”

The people in the square heard Liu Ran's words and fluctuated again, and the middle-level chiefs of the other three academies did not immediately express their positions, but it was Dong Chaiyang of the Taichu Academy who opened his mouth first, and sneered at Liu Ran: "Liu Ran, you are a good senior sister." ”

Liu Ran's expression remained unchanged, Dong Chaiyang narrowed his eyes and continued: "Senior Brother Zhao Feng's newborn calf is not afraid of Senior Brother Tiger, I admire it tightly, but if Senior Brother loses too badly, won't the sect competition of my Taichu Sword Sect become a joke, and won't everyone be able to come up and pretend to be a hero in the future." ”

Zhao Feng understood what he meant, Dong Chaiyang meant that if Zhao Feng lost too badly, it would damage their majesty, and the clown could come to the stage casually, so that the other disciples could see what they wanted.

Zhao Feng smiled and said something to the end: "Senior Brother Dong, if you are not in your position, you will not seek it." ”

Dong Chaiyang had a smile on his face, but anyone could see the gloom and violence in the smile.

"I think Chasing Yang is right." This time it was the middle-level chief of the Vientiane Academy, Zhou Jinge, who spoke. Zhao Feng smiled at Zhou Jinge: "If I lose too badly, let the senior brothers punish me." ”

Zhou Jinge also smiled, and seemed to be smiling happily: "Senior brother, aren't you embarrassed for senior brothers!" Zhou Jinge knew that if Zhao Feng lost, if he was punished too harshly, he would be ruthless, and if he was too light, he would not have the effect of killing chickens and setting an example. Zhou Jinge would not leave himself with such a difficult problem.

Zhao Feng also understood what Zhou Jinge meant, but he didn't have any color, he had no long things, the sword was given by his master and couldn't be used as a bet, and his own exercises couldn't be used, and there was no spirit stone, Zhao Feng was a little embarrassed, and the atmosphere was a little deadlocked.

At this time, Tingjian spoke: "Just according to what the disciples of Qinghe Academy said just now, the first in the courtyard of the four courtyards and Zhao Feng competed separately, and if they won, I will personally guide them for a month." ”

The disciples present at this time were really boiling, and it was the Sword Elder who spoke, it was rumored that the Sword Elder was the closest person to the Sword Saint in the Eastern Continent, and the Sword Saint's personal guidance, who didn't want it.

Many disciples have begun to sigh secretly that it is a pity, but it is a pity that they are not the chief disciple and have no chance to be instructed.

Zhao Feng turned around and saw Tingjian with his eyes closed, let out a long sigh of relief, and then looked back at the disciples in the audience, looked at their excited or regretful faces, and smiled, at this moment, except for Chu Wuguo, all of them thought that he would lose.

Wu Heji watched the development of the situation from the beginning to the end, and at this time, looking at the middle-level disciples below who were full of spirit, he was a little worried in his heart, he was not worried about the reaction of others after Zhao Feng lost, on the contrary, he was worried that Zhao Feng would win, which would be a big blow to the middle-level disciples, and back then, Tingjian was the one who hit all the disciples of the same level.

But the matter has come to this point, Wu Heji wanted to say something to no avail, so he could only frown and let the chief disciple of the four courtyards come up, Zhao Feng: "Can I choose the order of challenge by myself?" ”

Wu Heji nodded: "Yes." "Anyway, all four of them have to fight again, and it doesn't get in the way of the order.

Zhao Feng looked at Zhou Jinge of the Vientiane Academy, smiled and hugged his fists and said, "Senior Brother Zhou, please." ”

Zhou Jinge smiled and hugged his fists: "Senior brother, please." ”

Wu Heji and the other disciples of the three academies stepped off the stage, leaving the space for two people, and the disciples below were still whispering, looking at the stage with excitement, Zhao Feng and Zhou Jinge drew their swords and faced each other.

The smile on Zhou Jinge's face remained unchanged and said with a smile: "Senior brother, please advise." ”

Zhao Feng nodded calmly, and with Wu Heji's start, the two of them began to act at the same time, Zhao Feng's movement was to take Zhou Jinge directly, and Zhou Jinge's movement was to land on one knee, and the hand that did not hold the sword covered the ground, and in an instant, golden pillars of light rose in front of Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng's steps changed sharply, but he turned left and bypassed the golden pillar, Zhou Jinge saw Zhao Feng's steps and said that this little junior brother also had a few moments, with a smile on his face, seeing that Zhao Feng had stepped forward, Zhou Jinge did not panic, when he was three feet away, Zhou Jinge suddenly raised his hand and brought up a golden wall.

Zhao Feng's sword aura burst onto his sword. I want to talk about "The Call of Infinite Time and Space" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~